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DISCLAIMER:

Me: Why can't I own Twilight?

God: Because Stephenie Meyer has a copyright claim on it.

Me: Wha-? SINCE WHEN?!

God: Since forever. OMC where have YOU been for the past million years?

Me: …non-existent?

God: Oohhh. Right…

My breathing was heavy, and I hoped to God that I was the only one who noticed. The wrinkled piece of notebook paper that I held in my hands was the only thing that was distracting me from what the teacher was saying. Why did it matter? If I didn't understand someone back home could go over it with me. My attention was now set on what was written in the sweet, delicate handwriting of my best friend, Reagan.

I saw Jake kissing Carson last Saturday, when I went to La Push. :(

Carson--the most ultimately evil girl I knew…that anybody knew! She wasn't the type of person that every girl in school envied. It was more like pure hatred. Out of the two and a half years I'd been at Eastbrook High School--which had been built not far from Forks High when I was only three years old--I'd heard rumors of hearts being broken and boyfriends being stolen by Carson Levine, though I'd never experienced it myself. I never hoped to, either. Jacob was my life. If anyone tried to threaten that, I was ready to destroy them.

But I couldn't just walk right up to Carson and tell her off. Nobody has ever done that, or even tried to, for that matter. Other girls who had previously been in my situation could be found sitting in the far corner of the library, weeping by themselves with a box of tissues. I shuddered. That would not be me…ever. I had to confront Carson, not only for me, but for everyone else, too. I scrawled a reply back to Reagan.

Give me the details, Rea. I'm going to kill both of them!!!

I folded it over so that no eyes besides hers would see and then desperately tried for her attention.

"Reagan," I hissed under my breath. I earned a stare from a boy who sat next to me, but I just shrugged and continued hissing at my friend. Finally, I tugged gently at the long, golden braid that hung temptingly in front of me, where she sat. She turned around and glared at me, but accepted the note all the same. I heard her sigh as she wrote something down again. A while later, she gave it back.

Liz and I went to First Beach to surf a bit. Oddly enough, Carson was there with her little posse--Jenny, Melanie, and Kate. It wasn't until later that I spotted Jacob, sitting alongside Seth someway up the beach. Carson very boldly approached them and was flirting with Jake. Not long after, they were making out behind some trees.

Don't do anything stupid, Ness. I'm sure you could handle it some other way. Don't think you can just use your vampire family to take care of everything!

I quickly covered up that part of the note. Reagan was the only human that knew our secret. She and I had been friends since I started school, and eventually my family decided that she was trustworthy enough. I answered Rea's note hurriedly.

Well what would you do if Carson was smooching on YOUR boyfriend?! I mean, think about it. You really can't blame me for hating her so much.

Are you going to tell Edward? Oh God, what if he really hurts Jake, Nessie?

Then I'd laugh. He totally deserves it!

I don't know. You say that now…but…

Listen, Reagan. TRUST ME. I know what I'm doing. Unless I get a VERY good explanation from Jacob, it's over.

Renesmee, he imprinted on you! You can't just throw him aside like a piece of cheap crap you got off the rack or something.

…you've been spending way too much time around my Aunt Alice. Anyways, keep in mind that while he might have imprinted on me, the feelings of the imprintee could always be different.

You love him and you know you do! Stop lying to yourself. Remember when you once got mad at him for breaking your iPod? You said you would never speak to him again…but by one o'clock the next day, it was like nothing had ever happened.

When he broke my iPod, he wasn't cheating on me.

The bell rang and I watched as she slid the note into her back pocket. She turned around and her eyes were wide with worry. I shrugged her away and gathered my books. The last class of the day, thankfully.

"NESSIE!" boomed Emmett, greeting me as soon as I pulled in the driveway in Daddy's Volvo. They were supposedly in college, whereas I was only a junior in high school. "How's it going, Loch Ness?"

"Emmett," I heard Mom growl. Emmett chuckled.

"Sorry, sorry," he muttered back to her with a smile at me. I smiled back at him, leaping into his arms for a big hug. "Did you have a good day at school?"

"Unfortunately, no," I replied. He raised an eyebrow, defensive now.

"Well why not?" he questioned. He was really very protective.

"I can't tell you," I sighed, "because then you'll tell Dad, and Dad can't know."

"Nessie, you have to trust me," he insisted. "Tell me what's wrong."

"No, Uncle Emmett," I protested as I pushed past him to enter the house. Dad smiled as I entered.

"Hey, Nessie," he greeted me. "Feeling alright? You don't really look it."

"I'm fine Dad." Whatever I did, I couldn't think about…

"What was that?" Dad snarled, a sudden hate for my boyfriend--or so I thought he was--seeping through the words.

"Look, Dad," I argued. "Don't blow things out of proportion. I can handle this alone. I don't need you involved."

"Some doggish idiot cheats on my little angel and I'm told not to be involved?" he recoiled. "I think I have a right to defend you, Renesmee."

"Oh, please don't, Daddy! Listen, it may seem like-"

I was interrupted by the sound of Jacob's Rabbit pulling into the driveway. Dad stormed towards the door.

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