I sat on my bed, the sun warming my back from my window. Alyssa sat across from me on her bed, hugging her knees tightly to her chest. I could hear our grandparents talking to our parents downstairs. They were filling them in on our little ride home last night. I could hear my mom's gasps of surprise, and my fathers irritated growls. I could only imagine how they would react to their perfect little girl being brought home by the cops. This was not going to go over well.

"Pst!" Alyssa hissed.

I looked at her waiting for her to talk.

"You think we'll ever be able to go out with Jacob and Seth again?" She whispered.

I shrugged, and looked down at my hands. They were both downstairs to help tell our side of the story. I wondered if Jacob was careful not to think of that happened before we got into trouble. As far as I could tell neither one of our parents was going after Jacob or Seth, so their thoughts must be calm and to the point of their stories.

"Renesmee," My dad called up the stairs at the same time my Aunt called for Alyssa. "Can you girls come down here, please." My dad's irritation rang out in his voice.

Alyssa and I stared at each other. Neither of us wanting to be first to walk out our bedroom door.

"Now!" My aunt added.

Alyssa jumped off the bed and I laughed.

Vampires can smell fear, I informed her silently. I meant for her to take it jokingly, but she was in no mood to laugh.

"I know!" She hissed. "I can't help it."

I took her hand and led the way down the stairs. My dad took my hand as soon as I stepped off the last stair. Uncle Emmett and Aunt Rosalie each placed a hand on Alyssa's shoulder. She shut her eyes and bit her bottom lip.

"Home," my mom pointed to the front door and I swallowed hard.

"Home?" I repeated. "You're taking me home where there are no other witnesses?"

"Say goodbye to your grandparents, and thank them."

I did as she asked and Alyssa followed. Jacob smiled at me from the couch and nodded. If he was smiling than I would be okay.

My dad took my hand once more and pulled me out of the house. The sun immediately reflecting off his skin. We were on the end of our street where no one was around us. He hurried to the car and opened my door for me. Both my parents slid in the front at the same time. I was too scared to talk, or to even open my mind to my father.

My dad pulled into the garage, again, he opened the door for me, taking my hand. "I can walk inside all by myself, you know. I've been walking since I was a few weeks old."

"I know. I was there," My dad said dryly. "But apparently you still need a babysitter."

"No I don't! It was an honest mistake!" I yelled and sat down on the couch. This was going to be a very long day.

"Renesmee, we're supposed to be keeping a low profile! It doesn't help when the cops have to bring you home." My mom stood in front of me with her arms tight across her chest.

"We didn't know we were breaking the rules. I didn't see any signs that said we can't swim there, and besides… Jacob and I kind of… f-fell in." I stammered.

"Ness, you're not that uncoordinated. And I know for a fact that Jacob's not either. Try again." My mom tapped her foot impatiently.

"I'm telling the truth!" I yelled and stood up abruptly. "Look!" I opened my mind for the both of them. I went through the entire night. Starting from dinner, then Jacob and I walking together. I played through the kiss and us falling into the water. I heard both my parents growl when I remembered kissing Jacob in the water, but they relaxed when my dad's voice echoed in all of our heads. When they didn't stop me I continued on with Jacob and I playfully pushing Seth and Alyssa into the water, and ending with the cops. "There," I sighed. "Now you know everything." I waited for the storm.

"Well, er…" My dad stuttered. I kept from smiling. Vampires don't stutter. Especially not Edward Cullen. "Bella," He turned to her, obvious he had no idea how to yell at me now. He had nothing.

Neither did she. She snapped her head in his direction and narrowed her eyes at him. I couldn't hold back the chuckle anymore. "Ok, well thank you for the honesty. I see that it was innocent fun, but next time please be more observant to your surroundings."

I stared at my mom with my mouth hanging open.

"What?" My mom chuckled.

"Next time?" I asked her.

"I don't see why you should be punished. Nothing in your memory proves you knew you were doing something wrong," she leaned in and kissed my cheek and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. "See what happens when you tell the truth?"

"I didn't tell you," I shrugged. "You wouldn't have believed me if I just told you. I just settled on showing you, so you would have no choice but to see the truth."

"Nonetheless, we thank you." My dad spoke for the first time.

"So, can you please call Aunt Rose and Uncle Emmett? Alyssa doesn't have a cool little talent like me."

"I'm on it," my dad took out his cell phone. He spoke quickly and hung up the phone. "It's taken care of."

"Thanks," I smiled.

My dad nodded towards the stairs.

"What?"

"Room," he answered.

"I'm punished?" I shrieked.

"No, but I would like to talk to your mother."

"About me, right?" I shifted my weight to my right leg and folded my arms across my chest.

My dad shrugged.

"Ugh!" I grumbled and stomped all the way up the stairs mumbling, "I hate when people talk behind my back."

"We're not people, we're your parents. It's allowed." My dad called after me.

I slammed my door.

I didn't feel like listening in. I already knew what they were going to talk about. They wanted to discuss my kiss with Jacob, and I had a feeling my mom wanted to know where his phrase came from that echoed in my head. It was just going to aggravate me more if I listened to it, so I turned on my radio and turned the volume up until my walls shook.