A/N: Hello everybody :) My first fanfic so I hope you enjoy it..

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters in this story, Stephenie Meyer does. :)

"Not too far Ness," my Dad called out to me. I sighed. I'd only taken 1 tiny step farther into the trees. Silly overprotective daddy, I thought, rolling my eyes. Ignoring my father, I took a few more steps into the trees and closed my eyes, trying to concentrate on the scent of an elk which I wanted very much for my dinner. Yum. Elk is my favourite. I heard dad chuckle to himself some distance behind me.

"What's so funny?" my mom asked. She hated not knowing these things, me and my dad's private conversations annoyed her.

"Renesmee." My dad answered simply. I imagined my mum would have smiled, as she always did when I thought of something silly. Well, what seemed silly to my dad. I carried on searching for this elk I could smell and wandered even farther into the trees. I tripped over something and fell to the ground. As much as I love my mom, I wished I hadn't picked up any of her human traits.

"So much like your mother," a husky voice commented.

"Jakey!" I ran up to him and hugged his big warm body. Although I was growing at such a rapid rate, and I was as big as an 11 year old human, even though I was actually really the age of 9, I ended up hugging his knees. Jake really was a beast. Nahuel- another half human half vampire hybrid, like me- had reached full growth at only the human age of 7. I however, had been here on earth for 9 years, and had only reached the human age of 11. We didn't know why this was, Carlisle assumed it was as I was female, therefore my growth rate would be different.

"Hey there kiddo," Jakey scooped me up with one hand and cuddled me.

"Jake, you're so warm." I said, snuggling into his chest. Jake laughed. Before either of us could say anything else, my mom and dad were at our side.

"Hey Jake" my mom greeted, smiling at my best friend.

"Hey, Bells" Jakey replied. "Edward." He nodded towards my father. My dad wasn't too impressed with Jake's appearance, and he glared at Jake. Dad, chill! I said, via my thoughts.

"Chill?" he asked, his smile turned mocking.

"Yeah, chill. You've never heard that before?" I was confused to say the least.

"I do believe your mother has told me to 'chill' more than enough times for my liking." I turned and leaped over to where my mom was standing, and pressed my hand to her cheek, showing her memories of times where I have acted a lot like my mom.

"See, I'm just like my mommy." I said, trying to act sweet. Everybody laughed, getting my awful joke. I felt my cheeks heat up, obviously flushing a bright red- another of my mother's human traits.

I closed my eyes and stepped farther into the trees once again. I could smell the warm blood pulsing through its body. I crouched, getting ready to spring. The elk ran from a tree, towards another tree but I caught it halfway. Once I was done, I shoved the carcass of my lap and stood up. I was covered head to toe in the elks blood, something I still had yet to learn to avoid. I turned around to see my audience smiling widely at me.

"What?" I asked, embarrassed that everyone was staring at me.

"That was.. Great." Jake said, clearly astonished. My dad looked over to him, glaring.

"Yeah Ness, that was.. great. Although I wouldn't use the word great, I was thinking more... graceful." He turned to look at my mother, who was crying tearlessly "Don't you agree?"

"My little nudger is growing up." She sobbed. I rolled my eyes at my mom's choice of words. Nudger? Really, did she have to call me that?

"Come on Ness. Since when did you grow out of being Mommy's little girl?" my dad reminded me, mockingly. Jakey shifted his weight to his left foot, and we both rolled our eyes at exactly the same moment. I laughed at our synchronization, grinning at Jake, who quickly returned the smile. My dad growled and spun around. Before I knew it, my dad was right in front of Jakey, crouched, and ready to pounce.

"Don't you even think something like that." My dad snarled.

"Dad no!" I screamed. Before I had blinked, Uncle Jasper and Uncle Emmett had my father by his shoulders, restraining him.

"Edward, No. You'll regret it later. And your scaring Nessie." Grandpa told him. Jasper had his hand rested on his back. My dad's eyelids closed, and they didn't reopen.