Introductions
Bella
The school, so large yet so small in so many ways, was nothing but intimidating. Posters of last year's school functions were pasted all along the yellow, concrete walls. Summer had just begun, and so had my work. I could already tell that being a teacher at Forks High School was going to be a challenge. I saw how hard it was for the teachers when I was here. '
In just two and a half months, I would begin teaching at this school. I was here to explore and maybe meet the principal. Hopefully, I would get on his good side. Things would just be hell for me if he didn't like me.
I was lucky to even get this job. I was only 24, yet I was teaching at the only school in the town. It was the only open job as an English teacher, which was exactly what I was going for.
"Ms. Swan," I heard a voice call from behind me. I clutched my bag under my arm and swiftly turned around to meet his beating, Green eyes. His blue, collared shirt contrasted nicely with his ivory skin, making him look as if he was some sort of Adonis. "My name is Edward Cullen. I'm the principle here at Forks high school. I believe you'll find it a pleasure teaching here."
He held out a hand for me to shake and nervously, I took it. His handshake was firm yet gentle. Quickly, I retracted my hand and we stood in the awkward silence.
"I'm Bella Swan!" I blurted.
He smiled and chuckled lightly, "Yes, I know that. Anyway, feel free to look around and take as long as you need. I will be in my office if you need anything."
I childishly nodded and watched as he walked down the long, narrow halls under the dim lights. I sighed and turned around to head towards my classroom. Much to my surprise, somebody was already sitting at a desk, her long, bronze curls hanging over her face as she was deeply enthused in the book she was reading.
"Uh hello," I said sweetly, knocking on the door as if she owned the room. Startled, she looked up and slammed the book shut. I recognized her eyes. They were Edwards's eyes. There was no doubt in my mind that she was his daughter. She was beautiful. "Sorry if I was interrupting you."
"No," she said, slinging her bag over her shoulder and tucking the book under her arm securely. She flipped her curls and sighed, "My dad said that nobody would be here today, so I just figured I could come in here to read. But, I guess since you're here, I can't. So, I'll see you around."
I couldn't even say my name before she fled from the room. I laughed to myself and set my stuff down on the desk. I could already imagine posters aligned on the walls and students sitting happily. Then, it hit me, students were never happy in school. What was I thinking?
So Edward had a daughter. Did that mean he was married? Why did I even care? I was a teacher and he was the principle. Even thinking about things involving he and I repulsed me. Or did it?
I shrugged and continued thinking about how my first year at this school would go. Would I be the awkward teacher that none of the kids liked or would I be the teacher that everybody came to when they needed advice on anything. A part of me hoped I was a little bit of both. I'm not one to give advice. Advice from me was never good.
"Knock, knock," I looked up from the desk to see Edward leaning casually against the door frame, his eyebrows raised. I could feel the blush creeping across my cheeks, like I was some sort of teenager. I was too old to blush around an attractive man. Actually, I shouldn't have been feeling like that with a possibly married man.
"Oh, Edward," I grinned, standing up. Why was I so tense around him? "I was just looking around. I just met one of the students."
"My daughter," he smiled. My heart began to pound. This wasn't right!
"You're wife must be really pretty," I began. He held up a hand before I could go on.
"I'm not married."
"Oh," I said, deeply humiliated. Once again, I felt myself blush a deep crimson. "She has your eyes."
"Yes," he told me. He didn't seem too upset by my comment. Or was he just a good actor. A part of me wondered how somebody like him wasn't married. He seemed too young to have a daughter in high school. "You're probably wondering how I have a daughter in high school."
How did he know?
"No. It's really none of my business," I stuttered, scrambling to collect my belongings. After I had my books in my arms and my bag under my arm, I began to back out of the room, only to slam my back on the door frame. It took everything I had not to cry. "I should go. Bye Edward."
Edward
"You're wife must be really pretty," Bella said, blushing deeply. Before she could even think of continuing, I held up a hand to stop her.
"I'm not married," I quickly stated. I wasn't humiliated by the fact. I was perfectly capable of marrying, I just chose not to. I couldn't foresee Renesmee being to joyful about me getting married. She was a resentful child at times.
"Oh," she said, obviously humiliated. We found ourselves in the midst of an awkward silence. "She has your eyes."
"Yes," I said simply told her. I wasn't bothered in the least by her comment. It was something I often got from people. Apparently, I had distinct eyes so you could easily see the resemblance between Renesmee and I. "You're probably wondering how I have a daughter in high school..."
"No. It's really none of my business," she stuttered. She awkwardly picked up all her things, slammed her back on the metal frame and left the room. I could clearly see in her eyes that she was holding back tears. Did everybody find her this adorable? Or was that just me?
Once she was out of the room, I chuckled, flipped off the light and headed out of my office, only to find Renesmee waiting impatiently for me in the halls, an annoyed look spread across her face. Her arms were folded tightly across her chest and most of her weight was balanced on one leg. This was how she looked when she was unhappy with me,
"Daddy," she moaned, "I know you love it here and all and are like ogling over the new teacher, but can we go home? Jacob is supposed to pick me up at five and I don't want to look too terrible for him."
I rolled my eyes as I followed her down the halls. I wasn't too fond of her boyfriend Jacob but for her, I put up with him. She was my life and all I had. I just didn't want her ending up the way her mother was.
Though I once found her mother a beautiful girl, it didn't take me long to see how nasty she truly was. She was disrespectful and ungrateful and after Renesmee was born when we were both just 16, she disappeared. Never again did I hear from her again. Sometimes I regretted ever being with her, but every time I would, I would think about how if I had never met her, I wouldn't have gotten Renesmee. And for Renesmee, I was truly grateful.
Would Renesmee like Bella?
"Dad?" Renesmee suddenly called, making me realize that I was stopped in the hallway. Why I was thinking about Bella? I didn't even know her. Yes, she was beautiful in every way. But, I really needed to get to know her first before I could think of her in a way other than being a friend. "Are you coming?"
"Yes," I answered quickly, jogging to her side. She playfully rammed into my side and I grabbed her elbow and pulled her close. My daughter was my life, my world. "Do you ever miss your mom, Nessie?"
Ever since I had heard Jacob call her that name when they first began dating, I had grown quite accustomed to it and before I knew it, it was what I called her most of the time. She seemed to prefer it to Renesmee anyway.
"Well I didn't really know her," she answered quietly, toying with the hem of her shirt nervously. Her mother was a sore subject for the both of us. "I mean she just left. I don't know what she looks likes. And I don't even think I know her name. I mean really, if I met her, I don't think I would really give a crap about her, to be honest." She muttered.
I nodded, She was right. I would do the same thing. Tanya didn't seem to care about her or me. She just cared about herself. After Renesmee was born she just left her and went out to parties and just cared about her body. She never once thanked my parents for the help since her parents kicked her out.
She was a selfish bitch. I wrapped my arm around my daughter. "I love you." I told her and kissed her forehead.
"I love you too, daddy," She giggled and then we both ran to the car.
"So where is Jacob taking you?" I asked trying to make some conversation with my daughter. She sat forward and put her book back in her bag and played with her cell phone. She fiddled with it as she tried to think of where Jacob was going to take her.
"Uhmm well, he's going to take me out to dinner at the diner, and then we're going to La Push for a bonfire." She smiled over to me. I sighed to myself in my head. Jacob was from the reservation, and therefore always took her over there. I have only been there a few times. And one time I wasn't so happy.
Ness, told me to go pick her up from Jacob's house and she gave me the directions. I walked up to the door to pick her up and saw that she was on Jacob, who was on the couch. Quickly, I ran to her and picked her up and threw her over my back . I put her in the car only to see her boyfriend at the door with a confused look on his face.
Nessie, wouldn't talk to me for the rest of the week. She just said, "Why didn't you call me and tell me you were there? You didn't have to waste your time or energy!" then ran up the stairs to her room.
"That sounds like fun." I said pulling into the driveway to our house. I got out and stood by the car and watched my child run upstairs to get ready for her date. I went inside and saw that my mother and brothers had called wanting to know when they can come over. We were all very close to each other. Mostly since my mother was like Renesmee's. And Alice probably would want to take her shopping for summer.
I wonder if Bella was close to her family. Would she mind how close my family and I were?
Oh God! I shook the idea of my head and went to my office and worked on everything for the next school year. I lost track of time because I heard the doorbell ring. I went to front door and opened to see Jacob standing there with a grin on his face and his hands in his pockets.
"Hello Mr. Cullen." His voice said confident.
"Hello Jacob." I said moving aside for him to come in. He came in slowly not expecting what I was going to do. He was usually in my office once a week from some prank he was pulling. He was the class prankster, and the "It Man". He was captain of everything and had good grades. He was what every girl wanted in school, and what some parents would want for their little girl. But for me I saw him as the kid that causes trouble. At least would if it wasn't football or basketball season.
"Hey honey." Renesmee came downstairs looking beautiful in some too tight jeans and a spaghetti strap shirt.
"Hey there." Jacob said giving my daughter a hug.
"Renesmee, don't you think you're going to be cold? Or those jeans aren't a little too tight?" I said raising an eyebrow.
"No?" she said as if it were a question. I sighed and dropped the subject.
"Since its summer. I'll extend your curfew to midnight." I said and watched her face light up in a smile. She ran to me and thanked me. I laughed and watched her and Jacob leave the house.
RENESMEE
"Schools out!" Jacob said as he got in the car. "Yes, it is. But I live the principle." I laughed. He smiled and kissed me. Jacob was wearing a nice polo and some khaki shorts. I smiled and kissed him back.
"So how was your day?" I asked my boyfriend.
"Lame. Embry and Quil came by just to annoy me." I laughed. Embry and Quil were his wingmen that just always made you laugh.
"And was yours?" I sighed as he asked.
"Well, my dad took me to school with him. And I was reading in the English room, when the new teacher came in. She seems kind of incompetent. Like she looks really young." I said as I grabbed his hand into mine.
"Incompetent? Seem like someone is ready to take her on next year." He smiled.
"No. I think I'm going to like her. She just seems kind of shy. I mean, I've never been one to do anything bad at school." I sighed. Everyone at school knew me. I was the one that always tried to get people to be nicer to everyone.
"Well everyone just loves you. You're a people person. Not to mention truly beautiful, inside and out." Jake looked at me. His eyes were speaking to me, telling me how much he actually loved me and how much meant what he told me.
He opened the door for me and walked me into the dinner where all teenagers hang out when we aren't school. We walked to the booth and waited for the waitress to come by and pick up our orders.
"So when is your sister coming?" I asked. Knowing well that she was visiting this summer.
"She's here. I think Paul is taking her to the bonfire." Jacob gave a weak smile. He loved his sister and was very protective of her. I smiled to him and grabbed his hands leaned over the table to give him a kiss.
After dinner, we took the longer drive to La Push. The place was so small and filled with these huge bulky guys everywhere. It was a heaven for any girl. Nothing could describe this little town. All the houses were small and everything was just blunt. There really was nothing special here. The Reservation was home to these Quileute descents.
Jacob parked his vintage rabbit in the little parking lot by the trails that lead into the woods. I got out of the car and met Jake in front. He gave me a hug and pulled me into his chest. I took a deep breath of his scent. The woodsy smell made me feel like it was home.
We started walking the familiar dirt path that we walked every weekend for the bonfire. Sometimes if the weather was nice enough we would have it on the beach, but I preferred the woods. The smell was so calming.
Jacob's heat was keeping me nice and warm as we walked through the covered woods. There were only assigned places where the sun was able to come through and prove that it was there. But there usually wasn't any ray to see. Today was one of our lucky days where the sun was able to escape the clouds.
The trees were so green and vibrant today. The sun was making everything brighter and so beautiful. The ground was making a crunching beneath our feet. I looked at Jake's shadow then at mine. You could see a major difference in the size. Jacob was the tallest boy in school. Compared to him I was a midget. Being 5 five and half feet was something I thought would get in the way of us being together.
All of a sudden I felt Jacob grab my waist and pull me over his shoulders and he ran full speed the rest of the way to fire pit. I laughed and smacked his butt causing him to laugh.
"Like the view, Ness?" he laughed.
"Yes, sir." I laughed. He slowed down and set to my feet to the empty pit. I looked around trying to find someone else, but no one else was here. I looked at Jake puzzled. He smiled at me and pulled me into a kiss. A smiled played around my lips as I pulled my arms around his neck.
"Everyone will be here at eight. It's only seven." He led me over to the blanket he had set up, then he went start the fire. I felt a tear come to my eye. This was the most anyone had ever done for me. I felt myself wanting to start sobbing, but held it on to tears.
Jacob saw me and rushed over to me and held me in his arms. "What's wrong?" he asked me.
"Today, my dad asked me, if I remembered my mom." Jacob's face went blank. We both didn't have mothers. Only his mother died, when he was 10 years old. He took a harder toll on it then I did. The woman that gave birth to me, left when I was 2 years old.
"Shhh, sweetie." He caressed my arm. I sniffed a little and turned my face into his chest. I really felt loved by him.
"Jacob. She didn't want me. She thought I was some mistake. Nothing but a huge problem." I said.
"Renesmee." "Stop! She was probably drunk out of her mind! Renesmee? I mean what kind of a name is that? She was probably high or something. She was nothing but a WHORE!" I sobbed. Jacob just held me.
After a few minutes of my crying Jacob spoke up again, "Renesmee, you aren't a mistake. You were the best thing that happened to your father. You can tell that whenever you are around him. Hell, your both of our lives. If it weren't for her, we wouldn't have you. I would be out of my mind wanting to have someone like you."
I looked into his eyes. He looked pained trying to hold back tears. I ran my hand along his face. "Do you really mean that?" I said swallowing hard. He nodded his head wiping the tears off my face.
"Renesmee, I love you. I don't care if they say we're too young. I can say that." Jacob's husky voice cracked. His smile was nothing less than a happy grin.
"Really?" I said breaking out into a smile.
"Yes!" he grinned wider.
"I love you, too!" I pulled my lips into a smile.
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