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I'm more intelligent than Harvard Grads, wiser than Professors, and more unique than anyone could ever know. But I want to be normal more than anything. That's why I'm begging them to let me go to High School.
"It's not fair!" I yell like a child. Though, technically, I am only five years old. But I look like I'm seventeen. My mother, Bella, slams down the pile of dishes too hard, cracking most of them. She looks more like my older sister than my mom.
"Ness, Your father and I have discussed this with you and it is out of the question." Bella picked up the broken china off the floor, obviously not caring about it cutting her hands. A humorous idea.
I grit my teeth, "But dad went to school as a vampire! Besides it would be easier for me! I'm nowhere near as pale as you guys, and I don't freaking sparkle! I just . . . glow, like I wore a really reflective body spray or something. Mom, please! I love you all, but I cannot stay in this house forever! I need some interaction!"
Bella closed her honey eyes for a moment, "Renesmee, it is very hard to be around all that blood. And you need to be able to act like a human. There's all these little tics humans have that you never even notice till you don't need them anymore." I roll my eyes. I had thought about that all before.
"You don't think I've picked up a thing or two from Jake? I know the jist of it. Don't be still for two long, blink every fifteen seconds, shifting body weight and scratching every now and then like your neck or something. Mom, I have stuff down!"
Bella leaned against the counter. "You really think you can handle this Ness? Because if you can't you don't understand how dangerous the repercussions could be."
Renesmee smiled lightly, "So are you saying . . . yes?"
Bella smiled dubiously, "Yes . . . but if one thing happens . . ."
Renesmee cut her mother off with a hug, "Oh mom thank you! I'm going to pick out my outfit for the first day!" Renesmee ran up the stairs quickly as Bella tried to figure out how she was going to arrange it all. And how she was going to tell Edward.
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