A/N: This is my first fanfic. Most of my characters are from Stephenie Meyer's Twilight. I hope you like it! I only have a rough idea about what is going to happen; we'll see how that results :/

I hope you leave some comments! :) Gracias!

A big thanks to PaintedTeacherLady who made this chapter a lot better than it was :)

New life

It has been two and a half years since the Volturi incident. We have moved on, and now live in Hanover, New Hampshire - just outside of town.

When I say 'we', I mean my whole family, at least the Cullen part; Charlie stayed in Forks. We could have brought him here, but he is far too comfortable with his house, his work, and especially with Sue Clearwater - his new girlfriend, for a lack of a better word. We see each other from time to time on special occasions and when we aren't in classes. I really miss him, especially because he is the one who made this whole vampire-thing a bit more normal. Renesmee misses him too – the "funny grandpa" and his "delicious smell". I know he misses us because he continues to tell me he was so heartbroken when we told him about moving. Charlie felt a little bit better when we promised that we'll stay in touch and visit often.

We moved six months ago because of Carlisle. He really doesn't represent the age that his co-workers at the hospital assumed he should be; he was getting more and more compliments about how young he looked for a thirty-five old man.

Edward and I came to New Hampshire for college. He managed to get us into Dartmouth, and I now study Comparative Literature while he studies Anthropology. When talking one night Edward mentioned once that he learned so much about human nature because of me, Anthropology was his obvious choice.

Unfortunately, for apparent reasons, we take the night classes.

We live in a house outside of town, surrounded by a little forest. It is bigger than our cottage back in Forks, with four bedrooms, a little kitchen, a dining room and a living room. The four rooms really came in handy now that Jacob lives with us. He couldn't stay away from Renesmee – I don't blame him either. We waited for him to finish high school before we moved, so he could stay with us without people becoming curious. He didn't want to go to college, and enjoyed every second with my daughter.

Renesmee is so big, she hasn't stop growing yet. Counting on Nahuel's experience, we still have to wait a couple of years before she'll stop growing. Currently, she looks like an eight-year-old girl, but she has the intellectual capacity of a normal teenager. She loves to read my books and is always looking for more things to learn. Jacob has his hands full with her.

Of course we don't live to far away from the rest of the Cullen family - Carlisle, Esme, Alice, Jasper, Rosalie and Emmett. They found a couple of houses a mile from ours, as they couldn't stay away from our daughter either.

Carlisle found a job in one of Hanover's hospitals. Alice started her own company as a party planner; Rose and Esme decided to work with her. Emmett and Jasper usually work as the delivery men for them, as it might be seen as strange if Alice enters a room with an ice sculpture twice her size without breaking a sweat.

Life is pretty good. I have all the people I love around me, even Renee - which still surprises me.

Before and after the Volturi situation, she continued to call me and we were running out of excuses. Jacob came up with the idea of faking an accident, and a bulb light up in my head.

The gist of what happened was: Carlisle explained to Renee that I needed surgery because of a rare disease that I contracted, causing my voice to change a lot. When we were coming back to Forks for my recovery we "got into" a traffic accident. I was the only one who was hurt and of course I needed many plastic surgeries.

It was a bit tricky, to be honest. Of course, with a doctor for a father-in-law, I could spend my "recovery" time at home. Every time Renee came to visit me I had to pretend to be all wrapped in bandages. The problems came when my mother spent days in the house and I only came out when she was asleep in the other room.

When it finally came the time to show my "new face" we were all really nervous about the reaction my mom would have and when she saw me. At first she was really scared – as most people are when they look at our kind, but then she came around, saying that I looked too pale. She thought it was because I spent months sick and in bed.

Mom didn't notice my eyes, as they weren't that much different. Alice was able to find the right kind of contacts to match my old color, now that they were a light gold color.

I was a bit sad, as we couldn't present her to Renesmee; eventually we'll find a strange explanation for all of that, but currently there was no good explanation about a child that grows by the minute. Maybe when she stops growing we could introduce her as a cousin or something.

I can't explain why I'm not aging, but my plan is to grow distant and more distant from my mother until we don't even communicate. Sure is going to be very difficult, but we aren't that close anymore. Besides, this was a better idea than just disappearing; knowing Renee she would probably call the FBI to find me, if it were necessary, and we didn't need that kind of attention.

We write to each other once every two months and she barely call us. Maybe this situation doesn't seem like a very happy one, but at least I'm going to have my mother around a little longer and that makes me really happy.