A/N: This is my first story - hope you all like it. I'm hoping to make it a multi- chaptered story, featuring Nessie and Jacob as the main pairing!
Disclaimer - I wish.... believe me. Nope the name isn't Steph - to clarify - they're not mine. Just the idea. Nor is the song, 'Thinking of you', mine - Katy dibbed that one.
Again, hope you like!
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Thinking of you
Chapter 1: First Day Nerves
Nessie's POV:
For all of my 6 years, I've been home schooled. Not that I look 6, I look more along the lines of 16. I know my mother had started a new school, away from her home, and expected to fit in. At first she resented having to leave her cosy, scorcher of a home in Phoenix. But me - I didn't see starting school this September all that frightening. I have always dreamed about what it would be like to go to school, where no one knew me. So I wasn't known as 'ikle Nessie, the vampire kid'. Joining in a new school gives me the chance to be whoever I want and not have to worry about people thinking you're going to jump on them and drain them of blood –it's so degrading. I do know how to control myself thank you very much! It's going to be a BIG change, being a new person, my own person, who I've always wanted to be.
Nervous? Me? Yeah, of course I am; who wouldn't be? I mean, considering I'm known all over LaPush - it'll be really odd no one knowing anything about me. Jacob and I love adventuring almost everywhere, I was Marion Ravenwood and Jacob was Indiana Jones - Jacob came out with that once and it just sort of stuck - I never get tired of that game, Jacob always makes it fun. Jacob's always been my best friend, ever since I first saw him that morning. The morning when his face looked all funny and everyone was buzzing around screaming at him for doing something "unacceptable" – I still don't know what that was, no one would tell me, they always said "when you're older" – I hate it when they use that phrase on me.
2nd of September and I was awake long before Auntie Alice burst her way into my bedroom at exactly seven o'clock. She was bouncing up and down squealing,
"NESSIE! NESSIE! Are you ready for your first day of high school? I've got your clothes all set up for you in your bathroom. I hope you like them; I tried to go casual. Rose and I are going to do your hair for you when you're showered. Your mom and dad are downstairs. They're going to – no wait, they're coming up now. I'll be back in a bit," and she left the room still mumbling to herself. I'm shocked to say that I actually understood all of that; that's what you get from being around Auntie Alice ever since you were born. It also comes in handy when you're half a vampire when Auntie Alice goes on one of her mind boggling one-sided conversations.
I was just digesting what she had said about my mom and dad coming to see me, when they popped their heads through the door,
"Good morning sweetheart, how did you sleep?" I had slept over at grandmas and grandpa's because they all wanted to see me go for the first time, taking photos, the whole enchilada!
"Yeah, um, I mean I'm pretty nervous, I've been up for a while,"
"We know, we just wanted you to be able to relax – if you could that is, before your aunts attacked you." I love my mom; she always makes me forget about the things that I worry about. Instead of fretting about my new school and the fear that I have of not fitting in with new people. I was now freaking out about what Auntie Alice could have set out for me to wear. I hope that she did what she said she was going to do and organised me an outfit to wear that was "casual" and Nessie casual, not Auntie Alice casual.
Dad pulled me out of my daze, "Nessie, it's going to be ok, I'm sure Auntie Alice hasn't gone overboard. Grandma is going to make you whatever you want for breakfast," Since Jacob is a… over-eater, grandma is always stocking the kitchen fully with anything and everything he could possibly want. I've got used to the peculiar taste of human food, and to my surprise – after a lot of trial and error – I have found some meals that are actually appealing to me. "So when you're ready come downstairs and she'll whip it up for you" and with that they both got up off the edge of my bed and left my room.
All that thinking had made me famished, so I began the descent. Seeing Auntie Alice bobbing around everywhere reminded me that I couldn't wait to go to school. Wow, that sounds weird! – Me going to school. I had the urge to squeal, but I had a feeling that it might throw Uncle Jasper over the edge. Auntie Alice shot over to me before I left the stairs; my mood was perked up because just seeing Auntie Alice running around like a mad-hatter, "CARLISLE! WHERE'S THE CAMERA? Seriously, our little Nessie is going to school for the first time! WE CAN'T MISS THIS PHOTO OPPORTUNITY!"
Ever since I was born, I've been having multiple birthdays in a year due to the rapidness of my growing; it seems like I have 20 scrapbooks that Auntie Alice and Aunt Rose have made for me. I love my scrapbooks. They always make me laugh, there's a picture that was taken on my "11th birthday" and Uncle Emmett and Uncle Jasper were bickering over who was stronger – Uncle Emmett obviously, Uncle Jasper isn't stupid! – Uncle Emmett being Uncle Emmett, he took the whole thing a smidge too far and got Uncle Jasper into a head lock to prove his point. Auntie Alice already had the camera out, snapping photos, turned to them, rolled her eyes, "Strike a pose!" Uncle Emmett glared at Uncle Jasper, his eyes wide and lips were pressed into a dot, while Uncle Jasper let his tongue fall all floppy and out of his mouth. It's physically impossible for me to look at that picture and not laugh!
I was now both overly excited and my stomach was churning because I was so nervous, it felt like butterflies were having a rave and used my intestines as party streamers. Uncle Jasper, I could see out of the corner of my eye, he was sat in the corner; his arms in a death grip around his knees holding them to his chest. Rocking back and forth from all of the emotions being signalled from me - I guess I did throw him over the edge, Whoops - sad day!
"Morning Nessie, what do you want for breakfast? Anything you fancy?"
"Fruit Loops?" I made it sound like a question. No matter how full my stomach was with the butterflies I could not turn down breakfast, I was just too hungry!
"Sure thing" and almost instantaneously a big bowl of colourful loops appeared in front of me. I love vampires!
"Where's Jacob?" I asked the room between bites.
"He's almost here, he didn't want to miss anything. He's just finishing patrol." My mom was the one who answered, she looked engrossed into a conversation between her my dad and Uncle Emmett, obviously not.
The sliding door crashed open, and almost shattered the glass. There was a sharp intake of breath by someone next to me, I knew from past experiences that it was grandma.
"Did I miss anything?" Jake looked flustered and worn from running all night, "Morning Nessie," he kissed my forehead "you excited?"
"-ish" I mumbled with a mouthful of Fruit Loops
"Come on, you know you can't wait," Jake is so good at this; completely changing my mind about things, sometimes better than Uncle Jasper. It's like were on the same frequency, and I pick up on his moods and him on mine. It's so weird!
"Yeah, you're right,"
It's as if there alarm bells going off in Auntie Alice's head telling her of me and my mom looking forward to something she can Barbie us up for, because she ran up to me and grabbed my arm pulling Aunt Rose as well and dragging us upstairs.
"Ness, get in the shower, we only have an hour and forty minutes before you have to leave, we need to hurry. Be quick,"
I showered and waited for my doom from the Pixie and Supermodel – my dad usually gets a kick out of my nicknames for my aunts, not that they leave my head.
I was pampered - to an extent; when my mum rejected the foundation; "She doesn't need it". I was plonked on my fluffy pink chair at my vanity table – Auntie Alice couldn't help herself – and I was tortured! I think Auntie Alice had hoped that when I grew up I would have grown a fondness for her makeovers, but much to her dismay, I had taken after my mom with her hatred of being Barbied by my dad's sisters.
I got downstairs, pampered, and content with what Auntie Alice had chosen for me to wear, and she had decided that I wouldn't go for anything designer on my first day at school. THANK YOU! Thank you, Thank you, THANK you! She had settled with some skinny dark denim jeans and a blue and white checked western style shirt, it went with my casual disarray of copper curls that stopped just above the waistband of the jeans. I was proud of Auntie Alice she had done OK. That was until I saw the 6-inch heels by the door, did she expect me to wear them? By the look on her face I could tell she was yelling internally at me; YES! You are wearing those. Yeah, OK I'll admit -they're lovely, and I have the grace of a vampire, but seriously, I'm already at 5 foot 6, do I really need any more height? After about half a minute of Auntie Alice glaring innocently at me, I eventually gave in, I can't say no Auntie Alice, especially when she made that face - it's impossible!
She whipped out the camera and Uncle Jasper had emerged from the corner. She'd set the camera on a timer on the tripod. I jumped into Jacob's arms; it took the picture with a shocked expression on his face and me giggling and staring into the lens. As always, my family looked like the people straight out from a Vanity Fair photo shoot, with very little effort on their part.
They waved me off, at the side of the car. Screaming when we were driving off like I couldn't hear them, the "I love you"s and the "have fun"s. As always, Uncle Emmett had to be so unique, so he said,
"Try not to burn down the school!" Just because he'd made a human flame-thrower of himself in one of his senior years, doesn't mean that I was going to the same thing, you know 'cause of the small fact that I want to live.
Jake had won the argument between him and my dad, about driving me to school on my first day. I don't know how he won, but he did. Anyway, I was there driving off in Jake's Ferrari that my dad had bought for him one Christmas, his eyes almost popped out of his head when he turned the keys in his hand and saw the black horse on the yellow background. I love that memory - it always makes me chuckle. Jake sped along the roads, like my family, he thought that cars were designed to have their speed limits maxed out.
We turned the corner, Jake had slowed down to 50mph, and when the Forks high school sign appeared, the butterflies returned.
I'd love to know what you thought... R&R? - It's much appreciated.