Hey, guys! I'm putting chapters up…boom boom boom! Well, here is chapter 5!

We left off:

I sighed and sat with my head against the cool glass window of the Porsche.

I closed my eyes and thought about kissing Connor. Of course, I didn't realise when we reached the house. My father stormed outside.

"Who is that boy, Renesmee Carlie Cullen?"

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My eyes sprung open. I gasped and gulped. I knew the worst was coming. I could see the fury coming off of my father.

"I said, who is that boy, Renesmee?" I looked at him, not daring to speak, though that was what he demanded.

"Don't make me ask you again!" I turned and ran the other way, into the woods. I started crying. While on my run, I could hear Aunt Rosie yelling.

"You idiot! She was really upset today! Thanks for ruining her first day!" I'm sure that wasn't all Aunt Rosie said, but it was all that I heard. I sat deep in the woods for hours.

I was surprised to see that it was my mother who came to find me.

"What's wrong, baby?" She asked me, though I was positive she already knew. I touched her cheek. You know already. And I know you hate me for it. She sat silently for a few minutes.

"Of course I don't hate you, honey. You're my daughter. I'll always love you." She was being truly honest. And, really, I knew she loved me. I would always know that. Well, you're angry, then. Again, she seemed to be gathering her thoughts before she spoke. But when she spoke, her words helped me.

"No, I'm not angry. You don't have to love Jacob, I suppose. It's what I want for you, but that doesn't mean its best. I love you, and I support you, no matter what." She wrapped me in her arms. I cried in her lap until I fell asleep.

The next morning, when I awoke, I was in my bedroom. I sat up, and brushed my hair. I had tear streaks down my face. I frantically tried to wipe them away, with little success. It wasn't like that made any difference. I knew that word of my misery had spread throughout the household.

I slowly made my way down the stairs. In the kitchen, Aunty Rose and Uncle Jazz made me pancakes for breakfast.

"Um…thanks, guys. Love you," I picked up the plate of throw up…um, I mean pancakes and nibbled the edges of the treat. Uncle Jasper laughed and took the plate from me.

"We were going to invite Connor over for breakfast…but it seems you were too hungry to wait for him," He scolded me, and I laughed. Then, it sunk in!

"Connor is coming over? Aunty Alice, c'mon! What do I wear…do I look okay…hurry up, Aunty Alice!" I grabbed her wrist and we ran up the stairs.

"Wait, Aunty, what did my dad say?" She smiled at me.

"He and your mother went hunting, although not to your mother's liking. She wanted to meet Connor."

"No, they can't ever meet Connor. It will embarrass me to death!"

"You're kind of already dead, sweetie—"

"Not funny, Aunty Alice!" Even so, we both laughed. Alice pulled a pink tank top over my shoulders. She matched with a jean skirt. I slipped on jeweled pink flip flops and it was onto my hair. Aunty Rosie did my hair up, flaunting my think ringlets of curly blonde. I looked amazing when I was done. I couldn't wait for Connor to arrive!

"Wait, so you called Connor?" I asked Rosalie, needed to talk to pass the time.

"Well, not exactly…we used your cell phone and texted him…" When she finished saying that, she threw me my enV 3. I looked at my messages.

Sent to Connor3:

Hey, do you want to come over to my house for breakfast?

From Connor3:

Sure…where do you live, lol?

Sent to Connor3:

11 Chestnut Circle…it's a rlly long driveway

From Connor3:

Okay, my mom says she'll drive me…b there soon:D

Sent to Connor3:

Cool

"Wow, Aunt Rosie! I'm impressed! You sound just like me!"

"I try!"

Suddenly, we heard knocking at the door.

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OMG ANOTHER CLIFFIE!!!!