People say that going to school is a good idea. That you get "Basic education to further your future", or learn "Life experiences". You know, basically, to get smarter. But what if you were already smart when you went to school? If you knew more stuff than all of these bubbleheads will find out in their lifetimes? The answer is simple. Go to school so you'll SEEM normal, but you'll always be an outcast. That's what happened to me at least, but hey, what did I expect? After all, I'm Renesmee, daughter of Bella and Edward Cullen. Yes, THAT Bella and Edward, it's not THAT big of a deal. You know, other than the fact that I look like I'm seventeen and going into grade eleven, that I'm seven in human years. I guess you can say I'm pretty smart for my age. Did I forget to mention that I'm half-vampire? Vampire from Dad and human from Mom, although Mom IS a vampire right now, but not like Dad. You can guess which one wanted me to go to school, which brings me back to my "wonderful" day.
I guess the best place to start is at the beginning. Okay, so when I first walked into my "new" high school, I immediately thought "What the heck am I doing here?" I watched as everyone went into the gym for the entrance ceremony, and finally made my way in as well. All around me, there were people hugging, high-fiving each other, and even a few that obviously couldn't control their hormones and refrain themselves from kissing each other (Gag me).
"Excuse me, miss," I heard someone behind me say. I turned and saw a somewhat good looking guy staring back at me (I'm sure most girls here would think he was "hot"). "Is your father in jail?" He continued. He looked at me like he was expecting an answer. I didn't give him one. That didn't stop him though. "Cause I'm sure he stole all the stars in the sky and put them in your eyes." I simply rolled my eyes and started to walk away. At least until a hand grabbed my arm.
"OK, so you obviously don't like pick-up lines. Let's start over then. My name's Nick. What's yours?" Some guys just don't give up so I sent him an..."instant message" you can say.
"My name is none of your concern. Now please take a hint and LEAVE ME ALONE!" I jerked my arm out of his grip and left him speechless. Most people would say that I was being rude, and yes, they would be right. However, until they find a way to control their thoughts, I'm innocent. You see, I never said any of that out loud. I thought it and kinda sent it to his brain. Long story short, I can send my thoughts into other people's minds through touch. I think it's pretty cool, considering that I'm not the most talkative person alive. After having at least eight different guys try to hit on me, the ceremony began. I could tell that the people around me were probably hitting on me. I mean, vampires are quite beautiful and I am half vampire, so obviously I knew people would be "checking me out", I just didn't think I'd stand out THIS much.
When we were FINALLY dismissed to our first class, I could actually FEEL people looking at me. Now, most bubbleheads would probably bask in all this attention but it was just annoying for me. That and I can't risk getting too close to these humans. If even one of them figured out that I or any of my family were vampires... well, let's just say it wouldn't be easy on us. It's not like we'd get killed or anything, it's just better to keep the normals oblivious to what's really going on. Although I wish I could be normal, and enjoy this attention, maybe even have a friend or two. I shook the thought from my head and walked into my class.
The first thing the teacher does is explain the outline of the year, what she expects, the rules, blah, blah, blah. As you can see, I was barely she started to ask questions that the humans couldn't answer till the end of the year. That didn't stop me from showing off a bit, and answer some of them. I guess that was the final blow. After class, NOBODY would talk to me. I guess it's cause before, they thought I was pretty so they were nervous, and now I'm a "nerd", so now I'm untoucable. That doesn't mean that they stopped staring, and that was more annoying than when they spoke to me.
By the time lunch started, I felt like, in the most polite way, crap. I personally couldn't wait till I get home and unload on Mom or even talk to Jacob. Just think of him makes my heart speed up a little. Jacob is my... boyfriend, I guess you could say. I'm totally crazy about him, and he's crazy for me. Unfortunately, everytime I think of him, i just zone out and completely forget about what I'm doing. Like walking, for instance. The next thing I know, I'm falling and land flat on my face. Guess clumsyness runs in the family (thanks, Mom).
When I looked up, I'm surprised by what I see. Correction, whom I see. I have no idea who this guy is, but I do know that he's extremely good looking. He has pitch black hair that's spiked up all over the place, He's on the taller side (5'10ft, maybe 6'0ft), looks to be in pretty good shape, and his skin looks like he has a fading tan. But it was his eyes that drew me in. Dark brown eyes that you can't turn away from, and they seem to stare into your soul. There was something else behind them though, something that I swear I've seen before but can't put my finger on it. He shut his eyes and the connection was broken. I tilted my head as he stood for a while, his eyes shut. Completely out of nowhere, I thought "I think I'm attracted to this guy." I was so surprised by trhe impossible thought that I kept staring. I mean, I'm pretty sure I'm in love with Jacob. No, I'm POSITIVE that I'm in love with him, so why do I think I'm attracted to this total stranger? His eyes opened and my heart jumped. I searched his eyes looking for the connection from before.
Suddenly, he turned and left me in a big heap on the floor, not even bothering to help me up. The next thing I thought was "He may be good looking, but he sure is a jerk!" The next thought came quickly and hit hard.
"Who was he, anyway?"