This is my first fanfic so please be patient! (:
Chapter 1
(Renesmee's POV)
I dashed through the halls when the warning bell rang, knowing I only had three minutes to see my best friend and get to class. We had a meeting spot at my locker and he always seemed to get there before me, even when he was farther away than me, he says it's my short legs but I think he cheats.
As soon as I got there I saw Jacob, tall, tan, and buff! He laughed when he saw me short of breath from running down the halls. When I reached him he took some books out of my hands and started walking towards my class.
"What class are we going today?" he asked like he didn't already know.
"I believe it would be English." I said laughing a little.
This was the last class of the day so it always my favorite. So I could go home and relax! I don't know how some of these teenagers do it, but trying to comprehend all this crap they stuff in our heads is like trying to swim for eight hours with one breath, it just can't be done.
One thing I seemed to notice was every girl would stop what they're doing or saying to glance and marvel at my Jacob as we walked by. I wanted to tell them all to back off and find your own guy, but that would mean admitting my feelings for him.
I guess you could say I have a crush on my best friend. We tell each other everything and I wouldn't want to ruin the friendship we have for a silly relationship. So ignoring all the beautiful girls eyeing my best friend I kept walking.
After English Jacob told me to meet him at his car in ten minutes so he could go talk to a teacher. I went to my locker to grab my stuff when a guy in the grade above me stopped and walked up to me.
"Hello there beautiful." He showed off his dazzling smile. He had brown floppy hair and the deepest brown eyes in this school. It was not an understatement that every girl would dump their man for him, and he knew it. I've only been called beautiful by my family so I blushed a little bit.
"Hi." I said bashfully.
"My names Kyle and your name's Renesmee, I was wondering if you would like to go out with me sometime." He smiled and looked like he knew I wouldn't resist.
"No thanks." I said and started to walk away, but he walked right beside me and kept talking.
"Are you sure? I mean I'm Kyle, quarterback of the football team. Can I at least have the honor of texting you?" he asked.
"Sure 556-7439. And I'm not saying it again." and I walked out the doors hoping he wouldn't follow me cause I was about to have a nervous breakdown, a guy was talking to me. Not just any guy a hot one! I had to make sure I was still breathing and walking.