Alright, from here on it's going to start getting interest, I'm still debating whether or not I'm going to change the rating…well, not yet, but later on, depending on what I decide to put it, or rather 'not' put in, I just might have to. Anyway, here's chapter nine, hope you like, oh and please review! The stats aren't matching up whatsoever! Thanks.

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

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

I couldn't take my eyes off of my reflection. I'd known that as time passed, I grew faster and faster, but this was ridiculous. From one month to the next, and bam! I went from a training bra to an A cup. Don't get me wrong, I liked what I saw in the mirror, but…well to be honest I was kind of embarrassed. Telling mommy was bad enough, then Alice…and of course she wouldn't let me get just any regular bra, not Alice. She bought me about twenty of the most expensive bras at Victoria Secret, all of which, despite their assurance of comfort, still aided in the 'lifting' process.

"At the rate you're growing, you'll be in the B cups within the next three months, I don't think we should get more than twenty, what do you think?" she'd asked me. I had just nodded my head in embarrassment; surely a girl didn't need that many bras?

I looked at myself sideways…maybe nobody would notice? But I knew I was lying to myself, I could easily pass for thirteen, maybe fourteen, though according to Carlisle I was about eleven now. I changed shirts, thinking maybe a tighter one might squish my ridiculous larger-than-most-girls-my-age breasts flatter to my chest, but that only made it worse, they seemed more enunciated. I frowned at my appearance; people were going to notice, my family for one, Jake, and kids at school…the thought made me want to hurl. What kind of eleven year old girl had boobs?

I should be glad, I knew most girls longed for the beauty and perfect body that came with being a vampire, or half vampire in my case, but I had learned that this perfection was also a source of isolation. Rosalie often told me how many girls despised her simply because she was so beautiful; I didn't understand how that could be possible, but I figured I was going to start realizing how it felt pretty soon.

I decided to just wear a t- shirt, but even then the two bumps betrayed me. I thought about what Alice had said, a B cup in three months…I would have to go straight into high school if I was growing as fast as that. I felt a pang of sadness; Tom and Oliver would stay in seventh grade and I would be left alone.

Oh no, Tom and Oliver!

I groaned, surely they weren't into girls yet? Would they treat me any different just because I was starting to look more grown up?

I hoped not. Someone knocked at my door.

"Nessie, are you alright?" my daddy asked. I froze, uh oh, had he been listening to my thoughts? I rushed over to the door and groaned internally; he seemed uncomfortable, looking directly at my face and nowhere else.

"Come down for breakfast, otherwise you'll be late," he said quietly. I dropped my head and followed him downstairs.

Time to face utter mortification…

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

I was anxious. Alice had said I was going to find out something this morning, but what? And was that the reason Nessie was taking so long to get ready for school? Maybe she was giving herself, like, one of those beauty facials or something? My face turned to stone at the thought, who was she trying to impress?

Edward looked at me and nodded his head, but he looked just as anxious as I did. He suddenly got up and went upstairs. What was the big deal? And why didn't anyone tell me anything around here?

"Just remember, Jacob, Russian alphabet," Alice spoke to me, so softly only I heard her. Yeah right, like I had learned that over night…I wondered what could be the cause of Nessie's delay.

Nessie's face suddenly poked out into the dining room, she looked really nervous.

"I don't think I want to eat breakfast today," she said. Was she blushing?

"Don't be ridiculous, Nessie," chided Esme, "I made waffles."

Nobody could say no to Esme, she was too much of a sweetheart, so Nessie dragged herself into the room, hunching over slightly, but that didn't stop me from noticing.

My eyes bulged. What the hell?! How did they get bigger from one month to the---um, ok, let's see, uh, distraction, I need a distraction…But nothing came.

"Hi, Jake," she said in a tiny voice. She was embarrassed, and the need to comfort her almost overwhelmed my scattered brain, but then when she sat down in front of me, they were staring right at me.

I racked my mind, come on, I had to remember something…The preamble! I knew that!

"Hi, Ness," I said, forcing my head down to study my already empty plate. We, the people—

She shifted in her chair, pulling the back of her shirt down from the back, the front stretched down with it.

In order to form a more perfect union---

Rosalie walked in, "Oh my goodness, Nessie!" she exclaimed, "Your first bra!"

Establish justice and ensure domestic tranquility---

Nessie turned beet red, swallowing her waffles whole.

"Rosalie," Alice warned, but of course Barbie ignored her.

"My, my, you're growing up to be quite a woman aren't you?" she gushed.

Provide for the common defense---

"Rosalie," Nessie whined, looking horrified, "Jake's in here," she said quietly.

Yeah, I wanted to snap, the imprinted and male driven shape-shifter is still here!

Rosalie made a face at me, "Don't worry, after all, he's part of the family, right?" she sneered at me.

Promote the general welfare---

Edward walked into the room, "Rosalie, that's enough," he said sternly. Rosalie rolled her eyes and stalked out of the room. Edward met my eyes.

For the United States of America…crap that's it…

Nessie stole a glance at me.

We, the people---

Nessie straightened up, "I'm done, let's get out of here, Jake." She quickly left the room and made her way outside.

In order to form a more--- wait, I'd done it! It was over, but then Edward came over to me.

"Good job, Jacob, I see you listened to Alice," he said, smiling at me, though I could see the anxiety in his eyes.

Rosalie stalked back in, "Oh yes, let's praise the mongrel for not thinking dirty thoughts about our eleven year old Nessie."

Now do you see why I hate the blond monster?

I growled at her, she only smirked at me.

"I think I better take Nessie to school," I said, when Edward stepped in between us.

I made my way to the door, but Alice blocked me.

"Here, it's a book on a hundred different languages," she said, she looked grim, "please, Jacob, it's the only way."

I nodded to her and met Nessie outside. "Let's go," I said, not looking at her. She looked at me, confused with my serious tone. I made myself look up at her once.

"Barbie's just getting on my nerves, the usual," I told her, smiling tightly. "Come on, I'll race you." And I took off, going faster than usual on purpose, anything to avoid looking at my developing eleven year old imprint.

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