Bella's Essay.

disclaimer: I don't own twilight..

I sighed, I was repeating high school for the first time, I had fourth period English. It was...Interesting.

The teacher asked us to write about someone that inspired us, I had to think for this one. I sighed as I pondered my ideas, Alice...No. Carlisle...Well, that would be hard to explain...Then it hit me, Renesmee. My little 'sister'. I smiled and began writing,

The most inspirational person in my life would have to be my little sister. I wrote smiling.

I kept writing. She came to us when she was only three, she has us all wrapped around her little fingers. I smiled at the thought of my little daugther.

She loves us all equally and has a special place for each of us in our hearts. Especailly those of myself and my boyfriend, Edward. I smiled as I wrote Edward's name.

To me, she's more like my daugther. She's my inspiration because of her attitude and outlook on life. She's no longer depressed because of her real parents, she's learned to accept the fact that all things happen for a reason and she's our little angel. I keep writing until I had near a full page, the teacher looked at me in shock as I walked to her desk to pass it in.

Her eyes skimmed the paper quickly and she looked up and smiled. I went back to my seat to wait out the rest of the class, I still had twenty minutes. I sighed and pulled out my battered copy of Wuthering Heights.

I sighed as I skimmed the pages, maybe Edward was right. I laughed at my own stupidity, Edward right? Always. I opened my shield to him, I could see him through the windows in his fourth period History class.

He looked back at me and smiled. Just then the bell rang and I got up slowly, putting my books back in my backpack. I was about to leave when the teacher called me back, "Isabella, " She said. "Could I talk to you?"

I looked back and smiled politely. "Of course Mrs. Gilbert." She smiled and looked to the door where Edward was standing, I smiled at him and told him I'd be a minute. I looked back at the teacher and smiled.

"Yes?" She looked up from where she was looking at my paper and took off her glasses, "This paper is exceptionally good, I don't think I've seen anything this good in years." I smiled. I was only a junior, this was a senior class. "Thank you," I smiled.

"Isabella, you're an exceptionally good writer. Have you ever thought about writing poetry or even thought about a novel?" I laughed, "I think we've all had a dream of writing a book at one point in our lives, but I don't Plan on starting one until I'm older, so I'll be able to get a good..." I paused as I thought of the word.

"grip on life," I smiled. She handed me back my paper with an A+ clearly written at the top. I smiled and told her thank-you before leaving the class to be met by my own god.

He chuckled as he took my hand, "A book eh?" I laughed and went along with it. "Oh yes. I'm starting tonight."

Five Years Later.

Mrs. Gilbert.

I walked into, my classroom and sighed. Just another boring day. I was about to put down my books when something caught my eye, sitting in the middle of my desk was a book. I picked it up, looking at the cover.

"A walk through time." By Isabella Cullen.

I smiled and opened to the first page where she had signed in. "You were my inspiration, Thank you so much, -Isabella Cullen." I smiled and turned to the first page, beginning to read.

hey! Just a cute little one-shot for you, what do you think? (: Reviews would be niceeee. (: