THIS IS A REPOST!

Hey everyone, when I uploaded this before, I didn't get many reviews, so I took it of FF and edited it to try and make it better!

Please, review, this is my first Twilight based Fic so I want to know what you guys thought,

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilgiht... I wish I did

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The bronze haired girl sat against the wall, her knees pulled close to her chest. A permanent frown was visible on her flawless face and undoubtedly, if she were able to cry, tears would be present, flowing freely down her cheeks. She sat in silence, alone in her bedroom, reviewing her day.

Kids were cruel. And there was no better time to target an unprotected and vulnerable child than at school. There were no parents, there were no teachers so the children had nothing to stop them.

"Freak show!"

"Weirdo!"

"Freak of Nature!"

"Freak show!"

"Weirdo!"

"Freak of Nature!"

"Freak show!"

"Weirdo!"

"Freak of Nature!"

And they kept on saying it, over, and over again. Renesmee Cullen covered her ears, trying to block out the harsh words for her class mates. But their voices filled her head, drowning out all other thoughts and the young teenage girl fought to keep herself together. On the outside, Renesmee had kept a straight face, made a great effort to block out their comments, laugh along whenever they made a joke and simply act as if it wasn't affecting her. Inside, she was crumpling like paper. Every comment took a hit at her self-esteem like a brick shattering a window. Their jokes made her a laughing stock for anyone who heard them, and she was falling apart.

She was good at concealing things, hiding the things she didn't want anyone to know. Even Edward found it difficult to read her mind and find out what was going on. Perhaps she had inherited it from her mother... perhaps she had just learnt to shield her thoughts. Renesmee didn't want her parents to think she was weak. They are all vampires – full grown, pure vampires. And what was she? Half a vampire, that's what. Half human and half vampire. Not quite either one of them and rare of her kind. So wherever she went, she was never quite going to fit in. Great.

Renesmee picked herself up off of the floor and carried herself over to the mirror. Her usually graceful, light footsteps were replaced by tedious drags of her feet as she hunched her shoulders. She approached the mirror with her eyes closed. She didn't want to see her reflection until her whole body was in view.

Taking a deep breath, Renesmee opened her eyes to reveal her rich chocolate orbs. Surely, there was nothing wrong with those. Neither with her bronze curly hair that reached to her waist. So what was it that her class mates had so much trouble accepting?

The fact that her skin glimmered in the sun.

The fact that she didn't eat anything at lunch break, because she preferred the taste of blood to regular food.

The fact that her parents were as pale skinned as a sheet of white paper.

She was different, therefore inferior. What was that word they had learned in class? Oh yes, xenophobia. Fear of the unknown. And that was the way it would stay. Because no one had the courage to ask her who she really was.

"Why am I so different?" she whispered to her reflection, her hand touching the glass. Her lips trembled, but no tears fell from her eyes. Renesmee rested her forehead against the mirror and breathed in and out for several moments, although it was not necessary. That was another reason to add to the long list why she was not like any other child her age – her intellectual age.

A noise from the next room startled her and Renesmee left her own room to investigate. She peeped through the crack in the door to Rosalie's bedroom and saw the blonde haired beauty sitting at her dressing table examining her face.

A small smile found its way to Renesmee's lips and she pushed the door open. Rosalie swivelled around in her chair, a little startled, but her eyes softened when she saw who it was.

"Renesmee," she said, acknowledging her niece.

"Rose, why am I different?" the bronze haired teen asked her, ignoring the welcome and walking into the room.

"Um?" Rosalie was a little confused, Renesmee had never asked a question like that before. She didn't seem in a happy mood either. "Why is this troubling you, Nessie?" she asked in a soft, concerning voice.

"Just answer my question," Renesmee stated with no emotion, knowing that Rose was trying to change the subject, but then added, "please?"

"You were conceived when your mother was human and Edward was a vampire, that much you know, Renesmee..."

"Yes, but why can't I be human? Why can't I be vampire? Why do I have to be something in between?" Her lip trembled again.

Rosalie sighed, so this was what she was getting at. "Nessie, that's just the way you were made. You can't help help being a hybrid anymore than I can help being a vampire." She gave a comforting smile and turned back towards the mirror.

"But there are plenty others of your kind, you fit in..." she muttered, trailing off and turned her back on the vampire.

Rose suddenly got up and appeared in front of her niece. She placed her hands on Renesmee's shoulders. "Nessie, you do fit in. Probably better than any of us," she paused and laughed care-freely, remembering her own high school days, "just because you're different doesn't mean that our love for you is any different. To be quite honest, I envy you."

"Humans don't like people who are different."

Rosalie narrowed her eyes and raised an eyebrow, "Renesmee, what's going on at school?"

"It's nothing," she dismissed, shaking her head, but Rose didn't seem convinced. She cursed aloud and then looked her niece straight in the eye.

"I knew the idea of sending you to school wasn't going to work, I told them!" she spat through gritted teeth.

Renesmee blushed and then said, "you know then?" She let her head hang low.

"Well, no, but I can make an educated guess," was the reply.

"Oh..."

"Ness, you can't ask me a question as to why you can't fit in at school and expect me not to know what's going on." The comforting smile was back. "Don't you dare listen to them, understand?"

Rosalie took Renesmee's chin in her hand to force the bronze haired girl to look at her. "Well?"

"I understand."

"Good, because it's not worth worrying about. You have a big family who all love you, you have friends who love you and best of all, you're gorgeous. I reckon there are girls out there who would kill to look like you."

"I'm a pale skinned freak," Renesmee stated.

Rose laughed, "oh stop being so negative Nessie, and so what? So am I!"

Renesmee laughed too, her smile finding it's was back onto her flawless face. Rosalie puller her into and tight hug, kissing her cheek. After a few minutes, the two pulled away and Rose turned the bronze haired girl towards the mirror.

"Look," she told her, "look how beautiful you are."

"Hmph," was the reply, though Nessie was secretly satisfied with the way she looked. The vampire and half vampire both smiled as Rose hugged her again. Sighing deeply, Rosalie stood up straight and began to walk out of the room.

"If you'll excuse me..."

"Rose where are you going?" Ness demanded, frowning.

The reply was a laugh, followed by, "I'm going to talk to a certain vampire about how bad his idea of putting his daughter into school was."

Renessme shrugged and smirked, "I'm going to have to one day..."

"...but we have centuries for that."

They both laughed half-heartedly and Ness waved as her auntie left the room in a swift movement, it was like she was never there.

"Thanks Rose," she said, knowing that she would hear her.

"You're welcome," a faint voice in the distance said.

Renesmee turned back toward her auntie's huge full length mirror with a gilt frame. A wide smile, showing a set of pearly white teeth. After Rosalie's little talk, the half vampire was feeling pretty good about herself. Things were going to change from now on. And things were definitely looking up. Life was going to be good. Life was going to be very good.

"Why am I different?" she asked herself, then laughed, "why does it matter?" and she turned on her heels and gracefully followed Rosalie downstairs. Edward was going to be in a lot of trouble.

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