Disclaimer: you should be able to figure out what belongs to me, and what belongs to the great Stephenie Meyer. Excuse me if the characters are a little OOC. Reviews welcome. Enjoy!

Author's Note: in Renesmee's point of view

Chapter Playlist: Just Dance, Paparazzi & Poker Face by Lady Gaga, Come back to Me & Hikari by Utada Hikaru & Self Inflicted by Katy Perry (yes my playlist went everywhere! lol)

Chapter 1: Birthday, but Not Really

It was just another ordinary day.

Or so I thought.

Today I'm officially, well not really, seventeen. No big deal. To me.

I should've known Mom and Dad had something planned. Despite all my wishes.......

"Mom, it's not even really my birthday," I argued, "I just stop growing."

"Nessie, I've told you this before," Mom said, "It's not me doing this. It's Alice."

"Can't you do something about it?" I begged, "Please I don't want a big party. Just presents and cake will be fine."

Mom and I were in our little cabin, given to us by Esme. Dad had gone to hunt, so that left Mom and I in her room talking. I felt better talking to her here, knowing Alice wouldn't hear my complaints.

"You know how Alice gets about these things," Mom told me from her closet, "You might as well stop complaining."

I groaned. "Mom that is not helping." I plopped down on her bed.

She laughed. "It won't be that bad dear."

"That's not what you're really thinking."

We turned to the doorway.

"Dad!" I ran to him. "Can't you get me out of this? Please?"

He held up a package. "Fraid not, kid."

I glared. "What is that?"

"Alice sent you a dress for your party," he held up the other package, "And one from your mom, too."

Mom and I groaned in unison. They were right to say I was just like her.

"Well come on," I sat back down, "Let's see this poofy mess.

He handed Mom and I are dresses, which were wrapped in plastic and placed on a hanger. I held mine up. I gasped.

The top half was light pink. Diamonds were weaved into it, and it was strapless.

The bottom half was worse. It was poofy! Not as poofy as a tutu, but close to it. It was the same shade of pink, also with diamonds weaved into it. It was short, but not too short.

"What the hell!" I screamed. I didn't mean to, it just slipped out.

"Renesmee!" Mom was shocked.

"Sorry, but what does she think I am? A ballerina?" The dress came complete with a pair of pink gloves, a matching purse, a silver tiara, and a pair of silver heels.

"You think yours is bad..." Mom was saying

She held up a long, bright yellow dress. It seemed like it was meant for prom or something. It came complete with the same pair of silver heels, yellow gloves, and a matching purse.

And that was just the front.

On the back was two crisscrossed straps, made entirely of diamonds.

I glared at Dad. "And all you have to wear is a tuxedo."

He chuckled. Mom and I frowned. There was nothing funny about it.

"Ugh," she said, "Come on everyone. Might as well get dressed."

We got dressed. Mom and I in our hells and dresses. We growled at Dad when we saw him in his tuxedo.

"I'm gonna head to the Main House," Dad said. The Main House was our nickname for the place where everyone else lived. "Alice will be here in a bit to help with your hair."

He disappeared. Mom and I groaned again.

"It kills to be a girl sometimes." I said.

"You're not kidding." Mom said.

"Complaints?" Alice's wind chime voice interrupted us.

"No, Aunt Alice," I ran to her. She embraced me. "Do I have to have a party?"

"Ugh," she groaned, "You're just like your mother." She shot Mom a look.

"Hey!" Mom exclaimed. She hugged Alice. "Let's get this hair thing over with."

She didn't do much to our hair. Just put it up in a bun.

"Shall we?" We headed for the door, arm in arm with Alice in the middle. We ran to the Main House, not a strand of hair out of place.

"All right birthday girl." Alice chimed.

It is not my birthday I thought as we entered the house. I gasped.

No she didn't. That was the only thought that came to mind.

There was no furniture whatsoever in the room. Pink Chinese lanterns hung from the ceiling, surrounding a giant neon disco ball.

The floor was super shiny. I could see myself in it. I could always see myself in it, but this time I saw myself even more clearly than before.

But that was only half of my problem with the place.

The biggest problem was the table of gifts on my right.

"Welcome to my hell."

"Renesmee!"

"Sorry Mom."

"At least try to enjoy yourself, hon." Dad had materialized at my side. I was comforted for a little bit, then I looked up and saw the smiling faces of Esme & Carlisle.

Oh hell no.

"Nessie!" Esme practically ran to me.

"Hi Grandma!" I put on a fake smile. I was happy to see her, but not under these circumstances.

"You're dreading this already," she noticed after she hugged me, "You're just like your mother."

"I am so tired of that comment." Mom said as Esme hugged her. Everyone laughed.

"Hey Nessie." Jacob materialized in front of me. My heart stopped.

I had this strange urge to embrace him and scream I love you! But I kept my composure.

"Hey Jake." I smiled.

"You dreading this all ready?" he could tell, "You're-"

"Don't you dare say it." Mom and I said in unison. Everyone got a good laugh out of that.

"Let's party, shall we!" Alice was way too happy cheery for me at times.

Everyone separated themselves into couples. I was super happy about this. More time with Jake for me.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and we danced slowly. This would be the best part of my entire night. I wasn't looking forward to the presents. I had bad thoughts about those silver wrappings......

Oh, a paper cut....

Yea, that happened to Mom, but I cringed when she told me the story. I didn't like it one bit.

"At least try to enjoy yourself, hon." Jake kissed my cheek.

God. I'm just like my mother, and he's sitting here quoting my father. I laughed.

"I'll try." I snuggled up to him, "As long as you're here, I think I can manage."

He smiled. I could get anything I wanted from him, I knew it. And he knew that I knew it.

I giggled to myself. It was worth a try.

"Can you get me out of this?"

He laughed. "It's a little too late for that now."

I hissed silently.

"It's not that bad," Jake said, "You're with me, remember?"

I smiled and started kissing him. From his cheek, to his neck, then I made a move for his lips. He gently shrugged me off. Mom and Dad were watching.

"Why are you so flirty?" Jake asked. He was blushing.

"I'm seventeen," I commented, "Or eighteen...I have a right to do what I want with my boyfriend."

Mom and Dad were laughing at me. They were laughing silently, but I could still hear them.

"Present time!" Alice cried out. She and Jasper led the way to the gift table. Jasper was cringing. He could feel my very heated emotions.

"Sorry." I whispered to him as I walked by. He cringed again. I giggled.

I looked at the table. The wrapping was pink. I'm guessing everyone had bad memories about the silver wrapping.

Jasper cringed again, and looked at my Mom apologetically. Dad was holding in a laugh.

"Here you go, hon," Alice handed me a small rectangular box.

Ugh. This is going to be a long night.

Present after present after present. A diamond studded pink umbrella from Alice & Jasper, red Dolce & Gabbona sunglasses from Emmett & Rosalie, and a key chain from Esme & Carlisle.

"All right everyone, outside." Dad announced.

What the hell?

I got my answer when we got to the front yard.

A bright red Lamborghini Nera.

Mom tossed me the keys.

"See you two later."

Everyone disappeared, except for Jake.

"Wow." was all I could say.

"Shall we?" Jake held the driver side door open for me. I got in and waited for him to get in on the passengers side. I started up, and drove off.

"Where are we going, exactly?"

"The meadow your Mom told you about." Jake replied.

Somehow I got the car through all those trees. We got out and sat in the meadow. The stars shined so brightly, it was a perfect scene. Words couldn't describe how I felt. Well, two words could:

Teenage hormones.

I stared into Jake's eyes, and he stared into mine. My stare was more intense, he could feel it.

"Why you staring so hard, kid?"

I hated it when he called me kid. I was desperate to show him I wasn't a kid anymore, and never had I been.

I came over and laid on top of him. He cringed.

"Nessie..."

"Shh," I put my fingers to his lips, "Don't say a word." I started to kiss him, but he gently pushed me off.

"No, Renesmee."

"What? Why can't you grant me this one wish?"

"Because I don't want to." Jake was shaking and looking around.

"You're still afraid of my Dad, aren't you?"

"What?"

"Find your own way home." I was angry. I got into the car and drove off. I didn't realize someone was following me.