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I sit on the диван, мягкий уголок with a hint of boredom. I pull back my рубашка and see the bump on my stomach. I did notice it before, but just thought I was getting fat.

I rub my fingers across my stomach, and try to picture the little boy in my womb.

I could try to come up with a name for him. that would give me something to do.

"hey Jake." I shout into the Далее room.

"What?" he walks into the room with a wrench in his hands.

"What do Ты want to name him?" I look at his face and see little interest.

"I don't know, namings not really my thing."

"What, are Ты saying Ты don't want to name our son?" I can...

This is my new fanfiction. Its a little different to the others i had назад at writing. But I hope thats a good thing.


Hell had just broken loose. “You can’t see Jacob for a while, Ты understand Renesmee?” What on earth was dad talking about why couldn’t I see Jacob.

“WHY?” I screeched

“BECAUSE IT’S GETTING IN THE WAY OF YOUR SCHOOL GRADES.” Dad shouted back.

This just wasn’t fair. Jacob had nothing to do with school. My school grades were my responsibilities and if I wasn’t doing as well as I could, then that was up to me to sort out, not Dad. And banning me from seeing Jacob...

The Далее morning I woke up and gripped the sheets beside of me. Hoping for Jacob all my hand swept across was a small peice of paper. I forced my eyes open and unfolded the paper.

Ness,
Happy Birthday! I thought we would do something just me and Ты for your birthday before your party tonight. Put on your swim suit and meet me at First Beach. Don't forget your sunscreen; it's kind of hot out today.
I Любовь you,
Jake.

I quickly got up and brushed my teeth. I put on my розовый ruffled bikini, the one Alice had insisted I get for those "you and jake" days.
I laughed to my self at how right she was...

Sorry that it has been so long…me and my husband went on a ‘electrical diet’…which is were we couldn’t use anything electric like cell phones или computers for a week.

Disclaimer: I am not Stephenie Meyer, I don’t own twilight!
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Chapter 4: Bella’s POV

The look on my mom’s face told me I should have asked later. Renee was muttering incoherent things. Phil was trying to calm her down. She looked like she was going into shock. “Mom?” I asked. I look over at Edward who was just telling me to relax and stay calm. “Why do...

I Любовь Twilight so Don't have a go at me please. I know it's a little out there but it will make sense when the story is finished.

~Jacob~

“I hate you! Ты have ruined everything!” She stared at him with tears in her eyes. Then she stormed off crying.

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~Renesmee~

“So young one, tell me, the so called werewolf, what did he do that was so bad?” Aro questioned interestedly.
“His name is Jacob and he-nothing much, well nothing at all really. I just over reacted. I’m a drama queen.” I confessed. Aro just tutted at me and shook his head. “Well Renesmee, Ты are a little devil aren’t...