Chapter 1: A rude awakening.
Beep, beep beep, the alarm went off wildly. Renesmee Cullen moaned and covered a pillow over her head. "Ness, honey, wake up" a deep husky voice said with a hint of laughter in his voice.
"Noooo.... too early, 5 more minuets....." I said sleep thick in my voice. I felt two very warm hands around my waist. "Nessie.....wakie wakie..." he poked me, and I squealed. “JAKE!" I
exclaimed throwing the pillow off my head and attacking him in one second. I was on top of him, staring into his eyes angrily. "Jacob, don’t u ever wake me up early again, on a…’ I looked at the
calendar on my wall, Saturday. “On a Saturday!!!” I yelled. He looked amused. “What?!” I snapped. He looked deep into my eyes and said with an evil smile “You know ness I quite like this
position….” He said “Oh really? How odd, it is a very…convenient place to be….” I said silkily bowing my head down so my lips brushed against his. I felt his body shiver a little. “Now, now jake” I
said quietly. He smiled and our lips met again and moved together for what seemed like days. I sighed and pulled away, knowing if my father, was just ‘accidently’ reading my mind, would murder
Jacob, and I’m not even kidding. I opened my eyes and pressed my head against his chest, as he stroked my long curly hair. Then to my annoyance my alarm clock beeped again, except this time it
seemed louder and maybe even more annoying if that’s possible, if I could just smash it……. Jacob pushed me gently so I was lying once again on my back, and took the little pink alarm in his hand
and opened the bottom, letting the batteries fall out. I pouted and he looked at me with a frown. “Nessie that would have been your 23rd alarm clock this month” he said a smile
pulling on the corners of his mouth. “But it’s just so annoying! And it’s not my fault I have a short temper, that’s Edwards fault!” I whined, a pout still clear in my expression. He leaned forward
and pressed his lips against mine, whipping it away. And then pulled away. “I’m gonna get changed” I said quietly but ill meet you downstairs?” “Yeah, ill be waiting” and he brushed his lips on my
nose, jumped up and walked out closing my door lightly behind him. I sighed, and laid on my humongous canopy bed for 2 more minuets, and forced myself to get up. I slowly walked over to my giant
walk in closet (curtsy of Alice) and walked down what felt like a hallway, to the end of it and opened a mahogany dresser. I scanned for my most common clothing; fashionable jeans and a V-neck
shirt. I undressed out of my silk short shorts and matching tank top, throwing them into my lime green hamper and quickly pulled on my day clothing. Wondering what I was going to do today.
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