A/N: I don't own Twilight or anything related. That is the great Stephenie Meyer's.

Renesmee Cullen sat in the darkness that she so dearly loved. Her mother and father were out hunting again and she was left alone with her thoughts. She would be starting school tomorrow and she hated the idea of it. Anything that came between her ability to spend time with her wonderful mother seemed like the worst idea in the world. She glanced out the large window that was the back of the Cullen house and sighed. It seemed to her that perhaps the world was too complicated for her young mind to comprehend. Here she was, psychically and mentally 17 years old, yet she had only seen 7 of these years. Her best friend, Jacob had been by her side her entire life, and now she wasn't sure how she felt about leaving him too. He had assured her they would be in the same classes and that he would see her as often as her father would allow him to, but she just hated the idea of being around all those… those humans.

She heard the click of the door and the soft musical voices of her parents and leapt off her bed. She could sense them coming toward her room, and though she knew she should be asleep, she remained motionless. The door slowly opened and Edward Cullen peaked in.
"Nessie, you really should be asleep." He sighed.

'Perhaps if I don't get adequate sleep, you won't send me to school tomorrow.' She thought.

"You'll go, regardless." Edward replied.

Renesmee's mother pushed the door open all the way and smiled thoughtfully at her daughter. "You'll like school. There are so many new things to learn." She offered.

What good was learning when she already knew most everything? She looked at her father pleadingly and he shook his head laughing. "Good night, Nessie."

He closed the door then and Renesmee plopped onto the edge of her bed. She would not win this battle; that was quite clear. She wished for her best friend at that moment. More than anything, she knew he could make her laugh. That was what she dearly needed. She fell into a dreamless sleep.

Morning came much too soon for Renesmee. She woke and looked out her window. The drizzle that was a constant companion in the suburbs of Seattle soothed her nerves slightly. She shivered and got dressed quickly, least Alice offer to do it for her.

Once downstairs, she warmed slightly. She could smell him. Jacob. A huge smile crept upon her face and she felt whole again. The scene in the Cullen kitchen was a typical one. Rosalie sat glaring at Jacob with obvious disgust and Emmet sat trying to soothe her, while still managing to make fun of her. Jacob was wolfing down something that her mother had given him and her father was having a conversation with Alice. Alice looked up and smiled brightly at her niece. "Ready?" she asked her voice singing off the walls.

Renesmee moaned and nodded. Jacob waved at her then got up, and walked to her. "Hey." He whispered, his eyes warm. Renesmee smiled and touched his face, giving him an insight to her worries about school and how much she needed him. He grasped her hand and raised it to his lips and smiled.

"You'll be fine." He whispered in her palm. Shivers went down Renesmee's spine and she beamed up at the 6'7" boy who was her everything.

Edward was cleared his throat then. "We should get going, now. Come on Jacob."

Jacob stiffened and growled slightly. The whole family filed out to the garage and dispersed to their respective cars. Jasper sat next to Renesmee, calm radiating from his body and soothing his niece. Jacob sat on her other side, keeping her warm. They arrived at the high school soon and Renesmee sighed raggedly. Jasper smiled at her. "High school isn't bad. It will be fun."

"Sure, Uncle Jasper." Renesmee muttered.

Alice, Jasper, Rosalie, Emmet, Edward, Bella, Renesmee, and Jacob walked towards the office attracting the attention of almost the entire student body. The high school office was dimly lit and the secretary glanced up as the family walked in. "Hello. You must be the Cullens." She stammered, obviously taken back by the attractiveness of the family.

"Yes, I'm Edward Cullen. These are my sisters Renesmee Cullen and Alice Cullen. This is Jasper and Rosalie Hale. This is Bella and Emmet Swan. They are my father's foster children." Edward smiled dazzlingly at her.

"A-alright. I have your schedules right here. And then here is a map of the school. Just come back here with any questions." She smiled and dispersed the material.

With the schedules handed out, Jacob quickly grabbed Renesmee's and compared them. "Damn." He muttered under his breath. "Well, at least we have lunch together." Jacob handed her schedule back.

They filed out of the office, and Renesmee cast one last glance at her father and mother, and then headed off to her first class. She sat down stiffly in the wooden desk and pulled out a notebook in which she began doodling. As the students began filing in Renesmee could smell their blood. It called to her and her mouth began to water. The hold that blood had on her parents was not as strong with her, but she still craved it. Her heart hammered in her small chest and she swallowed hard. She began to scribble more fiercely, poking a hole in her paper.

Calm down, Renesmee. It will be fine.

She swallowed again, taking a deep breath. She closed her eyes, acquainting herself with the scent of human blood. She opened them again and looked back down at her notebook.

A large dark shadow appeared over her desk, and she looked up hoping to see Jacob, but was instead greeted by a tall muscular boy with intense blue eyes. "Hey," he said grinning warmly at her. "is this seat taken?" he asked pointing at an empty desk next to her.

"No, not at all." She gestured at the empty chair and then returned her gaze to the notebook.

The wind from the open window cleared the air a little and Renesmee was able to better get a grip on herself. The boy smiled over at her and extended his hand. "I'm Mike." She briefly grasped his hand and then took it away again. A breeze wafted in again blowing Mike's scent toward her.

His scent was overwhelming, and Renesmee stiffened, the smile that had formed glued to her face. Her eyes went blank and she gasped.

"Excuse me" Renesmee said, darting from the room. She ran to the girl's bathroom. It had never been so enthralling, the scent of human blood. She gasped for air, her vampire side snarling to be let loose. She slid down the wall as the door slammed open and Alice rushed in.