Author's Note:

Romance, drama, and humor- a Nessie and Jacob story, with guest appearances from all your favorite Cullens and more!

This is my first fanfic, so bear in mind I don't know the ropes of FanFiction so well yet. Please review!

Disclaimer:

I do not own Twilight or any of these characters. Long live Stephenie Meyer ;)

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One more box, I thought to myself and sighed. My mother and I were packing up our remaining possessions that hadn't yet been attacked by Alice. Needless to say, there was not a lot left. Carlisle had announced to the family yesterday that a few people at the hospital had begun to become suspicious of the fact that he was not aging, and we were to move by the end of the month. After almost 8 years in Forks, it was to be expected, but I still didn't want to go. Forks was my home, my birthplace. It was all I knew, and as excited as I was to experience new things in the human world, I had to admit that I was a bit nervous. My insecurities and doubts had been running through my head nonstop, like songs on repeat. What if nobody liked me? What if I was the freak of the school? In a school with my family of mythical creatures, the word 'freak' took on a whole new meaning. People naturally avoided us because they felt uncomfortable near us. At least, that's what my aunts and uncles told me. I had had very little contact with humans other than Grandpa Charlie and Sue, so we weren't sure if the general population of humans would have the same reaction to me as they did towards my vampire relatives. The image of my classmates running away from me as fast as they could played relentlessly in my mind. Just as I was working myself up into a worried frenzy, my mother placed her hands on either side of my face and frowned.

"Nessie, what's wrong?" She looked incredibly concerned, so I placed my hand on her cheek and showed her a reassuring picture. She frowned again, not believing me in the slightest.

"Renesmee," she stated firmly, but caringly. I knew she just wanted to help me. I sighed and flooded my mind with all my concern and anxiety, showing her everything. After a moment she caught me tightly in her arms and rubbed my back soothingly.

"It's going to be fine, I promise. By the end of the day you'll have everyone wrapped around your finger. And you'll always have us there to help you. Trust me, Jacob would never let you be upset."

I rolled my eyes, but felt a little bit better. Having Jake there was the best part of the whole experience. I couldn't imagine doing anything as difficult as this without him. As a matter of fact, I couldn't imagine doing much at all without him there beside me. He was my rock, my best friend. It had always been enough before. I would just have to trust that it would be enough this time.

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"We're heeeere!"

Alice had been bouncing up and down the whole car ride. She was abnormally excited to be starting high school again, despite the fact that she had graduated more times than I could count. She was meticulous about every little detail, from what we would wear to which car we should drive. And when Alice had a mission, nobody dared to get in her way. So that's how we all ended up piled into Emmett's Jeep, everyone sitting on their partner's laps while Emmett drove rather recklessly to school. What a first impression we'll make, I thought to myself, and my dad grinned at me. No doubt he had seen in Alice's head exactly what was going to happen, and I could tell that it wasn't going to be pretty.

I took a deep breath and braced myself to get out of the car. Jake squeezed my hand lightly, kissed my forehead, and stepped out of the car, pulling me with him. My family was assembled around the Jeep, chatting at vampire speed to each other. Jasper and Emmett were making a bet, Rosalie was checking her refection in the car window, Alice was still bouncing up and down excitedly, and my parents were talking quietly with each other, their heads pressed together and fingers entwined. I gagged slightly, but mostly felt a strong urge to do the same with Jacob. I turned to him and smiled.

"Ready?" he asked me with a grin, and my heart leapt.

"I suppose," I replied quietly and slung my new brown leather book bag over my shoulder. It was probably designer and ridiculously expensive like everything else my family owned, but unlike my mother, I didn't mind it so much. I mean, we did have an endless amount of time and money, so why not spend it? Alice had nearly cried of happiness when I said that, and promptly took me on a humongous shopping trip to New York City, where she bought me the specific 'first day of school' outfit I was wearing now. It consisted of a luxurious grey cashmere sweater, high-end jeans, and tall black leather boots- very low-key and comfortable like I preferred. Alice, of course, went all-out and purchased a short navy dress and an exquisitely beaded pink cardigan to wear with her high heels and outrageous designer purse. Rosalie was dressed in typical Rosalie fashion: the shortest of miniskirts, a low-cut red blouse, and sky-high stilettos. My mother, who had finally conceded to Alice a few years ago, wore a blue sweater with a V-neck so low it made me cringe and my dad pant, and the boys wore their usual impeccably-made jeans and shirts.

Though we were all dressed in a normal, human teenage style, the quality immediately gave us away as 'the rich kids'. Already, a few boys were gaping open-mouthed at Rosalie, and a group of girls were gossiping frantically while pointing at Alice's bag. My dad, noticing the boys' staring, winced.

"And so it begins," he muttered.