I do not own any of Stephanie Meyer's work, solely the plot of this story.

**************Nessie***************************

I swallowed my French toast wordlessly thinking about what had happened last night. Maybe Carlisle had misunderstood Jacob, and maybe that's why they had argued in the first place. If there was anyone in this crazy household that knew Jacob, it was me, and I knew Jacob considered me his number one buddy, more so than his own pack, though I could clearly understand why Leah would never take that spot. And besides, Jacob wasn't the only one that noticed my swift growing, everyday Esme and Carlisle measured me, and everyday mommy and daddy told me how beautiful I was. Emmet constantly teased me that at the rate I was growing I would soon be bigger than him! This had greatly awed me until daddy told me he was lying. It seemed, however, that despite my already rapid physical growth, my understanding and knowledge grew way faster. According to Carlisle, I was about ten physically, but mentally I was nearing sixteen. This could be argued, of course, for I had yet to know what sex was, for instance. I remember approaching my daddy one day about it, but before I could even ask, he simply nodded his head no to me.

"Later, Nessie, you're still too young to know about that."

So I went to Jake, naturally, he always gave me what I wanted, however…

"What? I don't know, Nessie, I don't think I should be the one explaining that to you, maybe you should ask your mom." He had said, blushing deeply. Mommy was almost an exact replica of daddy. Having got three no's I quickly realized the rest of the household would be the same story, but I thought I'd give it one last shot, so I went to Rosalie.

"Sex? But you're still a child, are you seeing a boy we don't know about?" I remember the angry look on her face and how she had looked at Jake right after with an evil glare. He simply nodded his head and left the room, again blushing, but I simply sat there confused. What was the big deal? After that I knew I would have to wait. The internet was no dice either, I was always supervised, day and night. Having vampires who never slept around me all the time was inconvenient at times. Jake woke me out my reverie as he landed a huge wet kiss on my forehead.

"Morning, Nessie," he smiled at me. I wiped the slobber off my head but turned and gave him an eager smile, I loved my Jake.

"Hi Jake! Are we going? Are we going?" I asked excitedly. He chuckled at my eagerness as he sat across me.

"Sure, sure, let me just eat really quick."

Mommy and daddy came in next, followed by Carlisle and Rosalie. I noticed they were all eyeing Jacob and I suspiciously, Carlisle not so much but the rest made it quite obvious.

"How did you sleep sweetie?" mommy asked me. She had been asking ever since she walked into my room at the exact moment that I woke up from the nightmare. I lied of course, purposefully thinking about something else so daddy wouldn't catch me.

"It was fine, mommy," I said, reaching across the table to grab another stack of toast. Jacob had moved it closer to his plate; the dining table was quite large so I had to literally hover over the table to grab one, Jake noticed and smiled, pushing the plate forward so I wouldn't have to reach so far. Suddenly daddy growled, loud.

"YOU! Outside, NOW!" he bellowed, pointing at Jacob. I looked at him confused, what now? I looked at my best friend, waiting for his surprised face at my daddy's sudden and pointless outbreak, but instead he got up, head down, and followed him out the door. I made to get up but Rosalie quickly blocked my way.

"But, Rosalie, I want to know why everyone's being so mean to Jake!" I whined.

Rosalie made to answer but mommy beat her to it.

"We're not being mean, Nessie, Jacob's just going through a sort of…phase, right now," she pursed her lips on the word 'phase.' I wasn't won over that easy though.

"What kind of phase?"

Rosalie answered this time, well, more like hissed. "Don't worry, sweetie, it's a mutt thing." My mommy seemed satisfied with this response, as did Carlisle. I knew there was going to be no more explanations. I sighed, were they ever going to fill me in on anything?

**********************Jacob*********************************************

I sat across Nessie, who was busy stuffing her face with French toast. For not liking human food so much, it seemed she had picked up a habit from me nonetheless; the girl could eat. She suddenly got out of her seat to lean across the table… Bad move, as she leaned over her shirt lowered slightly and I could see what was underneath, it made me freeze…was that a…? No, it couldn't be, she was only about ten…but I was sure of it, she had on a bra! I couldn't help it, my eyes fixated on the two small lumps beneath the pink brassiere…if she was already wearing a bra at ten, that meant…I quickly looked up at her smiling face and pushed the plate of French toast towards her, anything to get her to sit back down and stop my disgusting male fantasies about an older, fully developed Renesmee. She smiled again at me and begin to dig into her toast, and I was safe, her best friend again.

Suddenly Edward bellowed at me.

"YOU! Outside, NOW!"

Crap, ok so I was wrong about the safe part.

As I trudged outside after Edward I could feel the stares of the others on my back, including Nessie's. She was confused, no doubt. I cursed silently once again, if she only knew what was going on she would know why everyone was acting so strange. I knew it was driving her insane being left in the dark, and if there was one thing I hated, it was the unhappiness of my Nessie.

"It's for her own good, now listen up, dog," Edward intervened in my thoughts; we were already a good distance from the house.

"How DARE you look at my daughters br—" he sputtered, searching for the right words, anything but that dreaded word to describe his little girls chest, "at her body." he finally decided, "She is only ten, I thought you were supposed to be whatever she needs you to be, and believe me, she does NOT need you the way you're already envisioning her, trust me, I would know!"

I almost laughed; if he was human I'm sure he would have been a purplish shade already. This thought, however, only angered him more, so I quickly dismissed it.

"Hey, I told you I was trying, really I am, and it's not like I'm attracted to her now, it's more like I'm attracted to what she's going to look like in the end?" I made it sound like a question; Edward's eyes were getting bigger and more crazed with every word I said. "What do you want me to do? You're a guy, you know we men have certain urges-"

"I am not a disgusting pig who thinks about how a ten year olds body will look like once it's matured," he spoke dangerously soft now. I made a face at him, seriously, what was I supposed to do?

"You can start by trying harder to keep your thoughts to yourself," Edward continued.

"Well that would be a lot easier if you weren't always butting in," I answered back, getting angry.

"You know that's not an option, so either get it together, or get used to being away from Nessie until she's ready," he finished.

"You know Nessie would miss me, I'm her best friend," I said matter-of-factly, for it was very true that Nessie and I were best friends.

"I am aware of that, however, she will be starting school soon and there are plenty of kids her age to become friends with," he smirked as a shocked look came over my face. Nessie was starting school? What if the kids were mean to her because she was different? What if she hated it? Or worse, what if she loved it? What if she made new friends and forgot about her Jake? What if she met boys…

"Oh I'm sure she will, remember Jacob, just because you've imprinted on Renesmee doesn't mean she will not have the choice. She will always have the choice, and I know you will support her as long as she's happy, no matter how much it hurts you."

I nodded silently. I had always known that if she didn't choose me I would love her nonetheless, and because of my love for her I would do whatever it took to make her happy, even if it meant giving her up. It was like a contract, this imprinting business, I was bound for life, but she wasn't, like Edward pointed out, she had a choice.

I must've looked pretty glum, for Edward looked at me and sighed, "Don't worry too much about it, Jacob, Nessie has loved you since before she was even born, so I'm sure she'll end up with you in the end," his face became stern again, " but for now, best friends, that's it."

I nodded, "Got it."