Okay guys sixteen year old aspiring writer here just joined fanfiction and this is my first every story entry and first chapter so before I continue I want to know if it's even worth continuing my Jacob & Renesmee story. I NEED to know that people are actually reading it so please review for me guys and tell me if i should continue it!

Disclamier: All rights go to Stephenie Meyer, I own the plot not the characters!

chapter 1

I stared in the mirror. The beautiful face that looked back at me was familiar though by the crease between her forehead and her pink lips shaped into a pout she was sad. I was miserable. It had only been two days but without him but it may aswell have been centuries. I missed him so much. Jake. My beloved Jacob. I would be coming home tomorrow though and he would be there his arms waiting ready for me to leap into them. I would put my hand to my face and show him everything he missed. It made me upset when I thought he would miss any aspect of my life no matter how trivial.

A high pitched sing song soprano voice with an edge of frustration interrupted my Jacob reverie. 'Stop moping Nessie, you'll be home tomorrow, now get that disgruntled look off your face and smile, the judges won't pick you if you look like you've just sucked a raw lemon!' She continued as she stalked out the room to get my dress probably though I was long past caring, I was thinking of Jacob again and my recently discovered feelings. Things had been a little awkward between us recently. The feelings I usually had for him had become something more. When he hugged me it wasn't just the familiar hug of a family member or a best friend like it used to be, I felt somewhat nervous, like a tingling sensation was flowing through my veins. I quickly snapped out of my thoughts when I realised my father had just swept into the room inches behind me. He looked concerned. I looked down blushing scarlet. Had he heard me? This was too embarrassing and dad and his rules about boys...

'Nessie love' he whispered 'you don't have to hide your thoughts from me, I'm your dad I'm here to help you.'

I buried my hair in his chest while he hugged me rubbing my back. I knew I was being silly I always told him about Jake.

'Daddy I love him, so much and it's so confusing I know I'm only eight years old technically but well I'm not, I look exactly the same age as you and I feel sixteen I have the emotions of a sixteen year old but I feel as though I'm not ready as if I really am only eight years old.' I tried not to cry, Alice had spent the best part of an hour applying mascara to my already impossibly long eyelashes, and they were so long now I could feel them half way down my face when I blinked. It was ridiculously annoying. My dad stayed quiet for a moment, deep in thought I gathered before he pushed me gently away so he could face me.

'I know you love him sweetheart, he was made for you' I tried to ignore the slight hiss that didn't escape his teeth. 'I know technically you're only eight but darling you've never really being a child. You are sixteen and you know exactly how you feel. You only think you're too young, it's an excuse you're just nervous. But angel you don't have to be ready to love him like that just yet, you take all the time you need.' I nodded and hugged him again. I always went to Edward with problems about Jacob because he understood the most. I didn't go to my mom. Bella had been In love with Jake and vice versa before I was born. They even kissed. I didn't want to talk to my mom about Jake. It was embarrassing, awkward and uncomfortable. I couldn't go to Rosalie because she hated Jake and her advice was to leave him and find a nice human boy. I loved Rose but that was the most horrible advice anyone had ever given me. As if I could love someone other than Jake. I shuddered at the thought. I loved Alice but she wasn't the best relationship adviser so that left Edward. He chuckled softly in my ear, 'I'm glad I help you honey, I truly am. I better leave now before Alice kills me for rumpling your hair, I'll be in the hall with the others.' I sighed. 'Don't be nervous Renesmee, you will win, you're prettier than everyone.' I smiled and waved him goodbye as he walked out the door. As soon as he left Alice walked in beaming with a satin deep silky blue strapless dress in her hands. She shut the door impatiently. 'It's time'! She squealed excitedly.