I woke up to Jacob's snoring, again. Not that I was sleeping well anyway. I got off my big canopied bed and crawled over top of his massive body. Gosh, it's a wonder the little house doesn't crumble to the ground with all the noise and vibrations he was making. He grunted and rolled over mumbling and I couldn't help rolling my eyes.

I was irritated. There was no doubt about that as I hurried to the bathroom. Yikes!, the floor was cold as hell. Didn't these people turn on the heat? I get Mom, Dad, and Jacob don't exactly need heat and I have a high resistance, but it doesn't mean I don't get cold. Then again I haven't seen any of them for three months.

I thought back to the awesome carefree summer I'd had with Safrina and the rest of her clan. Dad had finally let me go alone. And thanks to the fact that Jacob had to work made it all the better. No, Dad. No, Mom. No, Jacob. A perfect summer. But, alas all good things must come to an end.

I tiptoed through the house though I knew even if I knocked the house down Jacob wouldn't wake up. The guy slept like a rock at night. I walked outside (yes, in my pajamas. I live in the woods. It's not like anyone important's going to see me.) I lifted my face to the sun and sniffed. I smelled breakfast and grimaced slightly. (This is yet another reason I miss Safrina's clan. While I'm not allowed, and don't want, to hunt humans she does let me drink blood baggies like they're juice boxes.) Three months without eating bear and mountain lion makes you a bit spoiled. Not that I need that much blood considering Grandma Esme's probably making me breakfast right now.

I hurried to where my breakfast was lurking and simply sat beside the huge tree I knew it had to come back to. I plucked it from the grass and bit into the bunny leaning against the bark. I'm almost seventeen (for real now since I've looked seventeen since I was seven) and my family is still treating me like I'm a completely dependent member of the family. In all actuality, I've never been dependent and the fact that I'm treated as such really grates on my nerves. I'm half human not handicapped.

As soon as I got home Mom started fussing over me and Jacob started his annoying overbearing big brother act. Had I realized having someone imprint with you would be so super annoying I wouldn't have been so excited for it. I finished up the bunny and threw it away from me.

When did I get so dissatisfied with my life? I used to love being around Jacob and love the way everyone doted on me. But, now it's as if everything is overbearing me.

"Nessie! Nessie! It's time for breakfast."

I sighed as Grandma Esme's voice called out to me. I groaned getting up from my sitting position.

"Coming, Grandma!" I thought pushing my thoughts to her.

I grabbed the bunny carcass and dug a hole throwing it in. I hurried back to the little house and changed. And surprise, surprise, Jacob was still asleep.

"Jake!" I yelled.

He just groaned and shifted to the other side.

I sighed and prepared to yell mentally and outloud, "Jacob!"

"Huh?" he mumbled burying his face deeper into the pillow. You'd think at thirty-three (though he only looks twenty thanks to the awesome ability of the shape shifting mutant wolves, because they aren't really werewolves, he's able to stop aging) he'd be able to start waking up by himself.

"JACOB BLACK!"

"What?" he grumbled into the pillow.

"UGH!" I pushed against his hard body and he fell off with a smack. I grinned in self-satisfaction. That definitely got him off my bed and awake.

"What the hell, Renesmee!" he yelled.

It showed how mad he was that he used my name. He always called me 'Nessie'.

"It's time to get up." I snapped.

I usually wasn't so vocal or so snappy. I liked being able to through my thoughts into people's minds and talk to them that way. But, it didn't work out too well these days thanks to the fact that some new powers manifested a few years ago. I now had my mother's incredible shielding powers and dad's mind reading. Though because of my ability to channel my thoughts into other people's minds I can do this mind control type thing.

It still showed how irritated I was because I always talk to Jake through my thoughts and only subject to talking when I'm upset with him.

"Grandma Esme all ready has breakfast ready. Are you coming or not?"

He took in my fully dressed figure and then down to where he was sprawled out on the floor in boxers. He yawned and stretched his limbs and I thought again how hot he was. He'd finally let his hair grow out and I had to admit he looked yummy. Like my own private Indian boy (except he's off limits to me.)

"Yeah," he said through another yawn, "I'll be there in a sec."

I rolled my eyes knowing that meant he'd probably fall back to sleep, "Whatever, I'm going up to the house. Don't fall back to sleep."

He nodded and I turned on my heels and marched out of the house running toward the sounds of the Cullen household.

"Here you go, Nessie." Grandma Esme put the plate of food in front of me and I smiled up at her.

"Grandma, again, I prefer 'Renesmee'." I corrected her for what seemed like the hundredth time since I got home two days ago.

"Why do you sound all bitchy?" Uncle Emmett asked coming into the room.

I pulled at my necklace that had the Cullen Crest on it like always. The gold chain was short, not short enough to be a choker, but not long enough to hide it beneath a shirt. I shot him a glare. I knew he was right. I was actually abnormally bitchy. I wasn't usually so angry, but for some reason the family was getting on my nerves.

"That word is classless, Emmett. Please, refrain from using it in the house." Grandma Esme chastised him.

"Sorry," he apologized then turned his attention back to me, "So, what's up Goldie?"

"Goldie?" I replied shaking my head, "That's a new one."

"Well, you don't want us to call you, Nessie. And I don't feel like calling you 'Renesmee' because that's a mouth full so I'm going to call you Goldie."

"That is so not okay. And anyway, my hair's bronze not gold." I replied sticking my tongue out at him.

"Are you bugging my daughter again?" Mom asked coming into the room. She squeezed my shoulders and smiled, "How are you feeling?"

"Fine, Mom. It's just weird that I'm going to Forks High without you and Dad."

Inside I was actually pretty excited. In our last home Mom and Dad were two years ahead of me and had graduated before me. It was one of the only years I was separated from Jacob for a prolonged period of time, but I still had Aunt Alice in the grade above me. Once Aunt Alice, Mom, and Dad graduated from the school in upper England we moved back here so they could go to college and me go to High School in Forks.

Ugh, Forks, Washington. The capital of boring. Out of all places in the state of Washington to live my family moves to literally the most boring place ever with a population smaller than the amount of books I have in my room. And this year I'd be tackling it alone. Up until last year I always attended school with one of my family members. And while my parents, aunts, and uncles go to college at the University of Washington I'm stuck going to school here. It's all because my Grandpa Charlie lives here and I'm supposed to be "living" with him.

I finished my breakfast just as Jacob came into the room.

"Are you driving me to school?" I asked.

"Of course," he replied as though any other thing would be stupid to even think.

"Where's Seth?"

"I don't know. Picking up Paola." He said with a shrug.

"Well, I'm going to go talk with Grandpa Carlisle."

"Renesmee, don't take too long. School starts in twenty-minutes." Mom told me.

I wanted to roll my eyes. Like I didn't know?

"Renesmee, can you get your dog out of the kitchen?" Aunt Rosalie called as I stepped out of the kitchen.

"Sorry, Aunt Ro, that isn't happening. He's having breakfast."

"Thanks for the defense!" Jacob called offended.

"Well, the way you're eating she kind of has the right idea." I teased leaving the room with a mischievous grin.

I knocked on the study door and my grandfather's voice rang through loud and clear.

"Come in, Renesmee."

I opened the door and gave him my dimpled smile.

"Hey, Grandpa Carlisle. What are you to?" I thought to him.

"Nothing, really. Come in here, Renesmee. Why are you standing outside?"

I moved into the room and went to on the arm rest of his chair.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" he said tucking a piece of my hair behind my ear.

"I don't know, Grandpa, I just feel weird is all."

"Is this about going to school without your family?"

"No, that's not it," how do I explain how I feel to my grandfather when I barely know how I feel?

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked.

"Not really. I guess I'm just nervous is all." I said finally opening my mouth.

"Which is understandable."

I smiled at him and he tweaked my nose.

"Nessie, let's go!"

I rolled my eyes and put my palm to his cheek showing him picture of me punching Jacob. He laughed.

"Renesmee, you know violence is never the answer."

"Grandpa, I'd happily be wrong for a million years just to punch Jacob once without getting in trouble."

"I doubt anyone besides your mother and grandmother would care." He admitted with a chuckle, "But, don't tell anyone I said that. Your Grandmother wouldn't like it very much."

I laughed, "Bye, Grandpa, I love you. See you after school."

"Bye, sweetheart. I love you too. Have a great day."

I drove behind Jacob's motorcycle with Paola beside me.

"I can't believe he tried to get you to ride on that motorcycle of his on the first day of school." She said as I drove.

"I know. It's fun during the summer, but I definitely don't want helmet hair on the first day. And you should've seen how pissed he got when I said I was going to drive the Ferrari. And then he insisted on driving me in his truck. And then I brought up the fact that the last time he drove in the truck we broke down in the middle of the highway and didn't get towed until another two hours. So, then he started arguing with me until Uncle Jasper came out and ended the argument."

"Wow, what's going on with him?"

"I don't know, Paola, but he's driving me nuts. He's been acting like that ever since I came home."

That's when I noticed how abnormally quiet Seth was being. I turned to look at him.

"What do you know about this?"

"Nothing, Ness. I swear." He said too quickly.

"Seth, are you lying?" Paola asked turning back to him.

"No," he growled looking slightly putout.

"I'll find out sooner or later." I replied not bothering to pry. If Seth didn't want to tell me what had Jacob acting like an A Grade Macho Asshole I'd find out another way.

I turned into the school's parking lot and parked as close as I could. Jacob watched as we got out and I walked toward him.

"I'll see you later?" I thought looking up at him.

"Yeah, after school. See you later, Nessie." He tousled my hair a little before I pushed his hand away.

Seth got out of the car and Paola and he were having a gross sappy goodbye. Apparently, they'd finally moved their relationship to the next level. I turned to grab my messenger bag from Jake when someone bumped into me.

"Watch it!" Jacob growled grabbing me before I fell.

I smelled it before he did and look back at the boy curiously. He turned and looked back at Jacob smirking. The boy had red hair and green eyes that bore into me. His smirk grew and nodded toward me.

"Sorry, Miss." He said, a slight English accent coloring his voice.

I blushed at the way he stared then winked, but I tried to shake it off. He waved and appraised Jacob before turning military style and walking away.

"Did you smell him?" Seth asked.

"Yeah, he smells like Nessie." Jacob answered.

I wasn't listening. I could only watch the boy's back disappear.