Classes were starting and I regretting agreeing to go to college. I hated waking up early. Plus I was going to miss Jacob, being away from him all day.
"Knock knock," my mom sang as he opened my door.
"Go away," I groaned.
"Time to get up. You're father made you eggs and toast."
"Not hungry," I mumbled into the pillow.
"Get up or you're going to be late."
"Five more minutes." I begged.
"Two minutes or I'll drag you out of bed and have your father drive you to class and walk you in."
"Okay, okay," I moaned and sat up. There was no way I was going to have my daddy walk me to my first class. It would probably look like he was my brother, but still. I knew who he was.
"Figured that would get you moving."
"You know me too well." I rolled my eyes and dragged myself out of bed.
I followed my mom downstairs and slumped into my chair at the kitchen table. My dad placed a plate of food in front of me and kissed the top of my head.
"Thanks," I yawned, rubbing my eyes.
"You're welcome." He chuckled and took my mom's hand as they walked out of the kitchen, leaving me alone to eat.
"Hey, Jake." I heard my mom say from the living room.
I shoveled the eggs into my mouth and tossed my plate into the sink before I darted into the living room, running straight into Jacob's waiting arms.
"What a greeting." He laughed into my hair.
"I didn't think I wouldn't see you until after my classes." I mumbled into his shirt.
"Of course I'd come see you off for your first day of college. Big step."
"You know, you could have enrolled with me. You could pass as a college student."
Jacob scrunched up his nose and shook his head. "You're the smart one, college is definitely for you to do. I'm the protector of the family."
"What family?" My dad growled through clenched teeth.
Jacob shrugged and kissed me softly. I was glad his arms were around me because as soon as his lips touched mine, I lost the feeling in my legs.
"You know I probably can't have kids anyway." I sighed and walked over to kiss my dad's cheek.
"We don't know that." He eyed me warily and I couldn't help but blush. Of course Jacob and I were always careful no matter what. We were not certain if I could bare children or not. We wouldn't want to take that chance.
"I'm off." I huffed and grabbed my bag. I held out my hand to my father and he dangled his keys over my head, just out of my reach.
"Careful."
"I know."
"Come straight home after class."
"I will."
"Speed limit."
"Of course."
"Seatbelt."
"Dad!" I wined and jumped for the keys. He was faster than me.
"Seatbelt, promise." I assured him.
"I love you." He smiled and dropped the keys in my hand.
"Love you, too, Dad." He bent down so I could kiss his cheek. "Bye mom, love you!" I called over my shoulder and took Jacob's hand so he could walk me out to my dad's car.
"Wow, Edward gave you the keys to his car. Big step." Jacob chuckled.
"I know! I wish they could see that I'm the responsible driver. Derek was the one that crashed. I want my own car. I hate having to drive my parents' cars all the time."
"Oh, because driving a Volvo or a Volante are not good enough." Jacob rolled his eyes.
"No!" I complained. "They're my parents' cars! That's so high school. I want my own."
"You're too far gone to even try and save." Jacob sighed as he opened the drivers door for me.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.
"You're too spoiled to even try and talk to you about it."
I stuck my tongue out at him and reached up on my tiptoes to kiss him.
"I'll be here when you get home."
"Meet me at the hospital. I have to get measured today." I told him.
"Okay," he kissed the tip of my nose. "I'll be there."
I drove away, beeping, as he waved from the driveway.
"Hey!" I hurried over to Alyssa in the parking lot. She was walking with some old friends from school.
"Renesmee! Let me see! Alyssa just told us!" Sarah and Melissa screeched at the same time. They both reached for my left hand where my ring sat proudly.
"I can't believe you're getting married!" Melissa gushed.
"I know," Sarah agreed. "My parents said I can't get married until I'm about thirty."
I couldn't help but laugh. I would never look thirty. I didn't want to look thirty. "People marry young in my family." I shrugged. It was true. Sort of. Although my father was over ninety when he got married.
"Well, you're very lucky. Did you get your dress yet?" Sarah asked as we walked towards the college building.
I nodded and Alyssa and I exchanged wide grins.
"Where did you get it?" Melissa asked.
"Paris." I sighed happily.
"You went to Paris for a wedding dress?" Sarah gasped.
"It was a gift from my sister and brother-in-law."
"That's… that's amazing!"
"Yeah, all the girls in the family went for a long weekend. It was so much fun." Alyssa bragged.
"You guys are so lucky." Melissa shook her head. "I wish my family would do something like that for me."
I shrugged and walked ahead of them. Alyssa followed my motion. I couldn't help but feel smug about it. I had a family more special than my human friends could ever imagine. I know how lucky I am and I'm not afraid to brag about it.
"Of course you'll come to the wedding, right?" I asked them as the hurried to catch up to Alyssa and I.
"Will we have to wear expensive dresses?" Melissa snorted.
"Wear what you what." I chuckled, hoping she would know to at least wear something nice.
"Thanks, Ness! We'll see you later!" Sarah and Melissa waved as they walked towards their classes. Alyssa and I were both Psychology majors, so we had all the same classes.
"Excuse me." A blond haired, blue-eyed guy poked my arm. I stopped my conversation with Alyssa and turned to look at him. He smiled and I caught his eyes check me out before he blushed and looked back into my eyes.
"You have a pen I could possibly borrow? Promise I'll give it back." He smiled at me.
"The first day of classes and you don't have a pen?"
"I must have dropped it. Look I'll take you out for coffee if it makes you feel better." He offered.
I couldn't help but smile back. He was a good looking guy, for a human, but they weren't my type. I was a wolf kind of girl.
"You can borrow a pen, but I don't drink coffee." I made sure to hand him a pen with my left hand. Of course he wasn't looking at it though.
"Lunch then?"
"No thank you."
"Dinner? Breakfast? Drinks?"
"Not twenty-one." I stated.
"Oh," he leaned away from me and I sighed. He did look a little older than eighteen or nineteen. He must be in his early twenties.
"How old are you?"
"Seventeen." I answered him. "And engaged."
"Well then… sorry." He mumbled and waved the pen I gave him in the air. "Thanks."
"No problem." I turned to look at Alyssa and we laughed quietly.
Classes were pretty much like High School, except they were longer and the teachers talked faster. I could keep up easily, but at the end of every class I had to hand my notes to Alyssa so she could copy them.
After school I drove straight to the hospital and walked right to my fathers office. I knocked once before entering.
My dad was in the middle of swatting Stephenie's hand away from his hair. I rolled my eyes, aggravated at her. After all these years and she still never gave up on flirting with him. How sad.
"Ness, hi honey. Steph, could you take the charts and discharge the patients?"
"You forgot one, silly." She leaned over the desk, trying to give my father something to look at. He stared into her eyes.
"What chart?" He asked through gritted teeth.
Jacob walked through the door then and stood silently behind me.
"This one?" I asked snatching the chart that she was hiding under the back of her shirt. I noticed it when she bent over.
"Yes, kid." She hissed and took it from my hands.
"Maybe you shouldn't put it under your shirt next time. Then you wont forget to have him sign it." I informed her.
She narrowed her eyes at me and my dad cleared his throat impatiently at her.
"Hey, you didn't call me." My mom half growled when she noticed the time.
"Sorry, Stephenie, here, needed to have some charts signed from Edward." I informed my mother.
"There are other doctors working here." She snapped.
Jacob chuckled and my mom punched him. He squeaked and rubbed the arm she hit.
"I needed Dr. Cullen to sign off on them." Stephenie swallowed loudly, obviously intimidated by my mother.
I laughed.
"Oh, well, hand it over. Dr. Cullen at your service." My mom snapped, and ripped the folder from her hand.
Jacob used my shoulders as a support as he laughed.
"I meant Edward," she grumbled.
"Husband, wife… close enough." My mom winked and shoved the folder back into Stephenie's hand.
I wondered around the desk and sat on my dad's lap as I looked through his computer. I was bored of the conversation.
"Have a nice day." My dad waved.
"Can I kill her yet?" My mom hissed when she was out of the room.
"No way, Bells, that was fun." Jacob disagreed.
"No, love, you cant."
"A little?"
"Mrs. Cullen, are you jealous?" My dad raised his eyebrow at her.
"No!" My mom snapped. "It's just annoying when she basically throws herself at you all the time."
"Like the male doctors don't throw themselves at you." My dad countered.
My mom opened her mouth to argue, but shut it again and sat on his desk. "You win."
"I love you." He chuckled and leaned forward to kiss her.
"Let's get started." My grandpa said as he walked into the office.
I sat still on my dad's lap while my grandfather measured my arms, legs, head, waist, and chest.
"It's slowing even more, but you are a few centimeters from your last measurement." Grandma informed us.
"That's almost nothing." Jacob whispered, leaning over my mom's lap to get a better look.
"But she's still developing." My grandpa pointed out.
"When do you think she'll stop?" My dad asked, rubbing my back.
"Hard to tell. She's slowing quite a bit, I'd like to have her back in here right after the honeymoon."
"August?" My mom asked.
"August?" Jacob and I repeated at the same time. I was getting married in June.
"Just giving you time to settle in." My mom informed me.
I nodded. That made sense.
My dad wrapped his arms around my waist and gave a tight squeeze. I leaned back against his chest as I listened to them talking about how much I've slowed in growth.