Chocolate Eyes.

Carlisle's POV.

"So, Bella, buy my calculations, I believe Renesmee's growth rate has slowed down for a while. She looks around seven and is mentally nine or ten; and she's been this way for a month or so. In all her three years she has never slowed down...I think we should give her a year in a normal school," I told Bella one morning.

She had a concerned look in her golden eyes. Like Edward, I missed her pretty chocolate eyes, but at least our little Nessie had inherited them.

"I see...so we could put her in...what? A second grade class, maybe?" She questioned, flicking her loose waves out of her eyes.

"Yes, that's fine. I think we should discuss it with the family first."I answered.

"It's okay, Alice has already saw it and the rest of the family are in the living room," interrupted Edward who must have been listening without my knowing.

Bella, Edward and I walked down the stairs to see everyone sitting on the couches. Jacob was here too, and had Renesmee on his knee.

"Right everyone, I'm sure everyone, apart from Ness and Jacob, remember a few years back; when Bella rescued Edward from Italy and we voted whether she should be one of us or not. Now we have to decide if Renesmee should take a year in a normal elementary school, not that she needs to learn anything but just for her social skills. She doesn't talk to many humans," I began.

Every one exchanged glances and then nodded.

"I say, yes she does. A young girl needs friends her own age," I voted.

"I agree with Carlisle, I'm only concerned about her making a mistake," said Bella, "what if she bites someone or touches them with her thoughts?"

"The Volturi might not be very happy, but it's worth a try," said Edward with a crooked smile.

"I say yes, Renesmee needs to have her own company. Yes, she does bond with us but the only person remotely her age that she knows is little Clare from LaPush," said my beautiful wife Esme.

"Of course I would like Ness to have fun with children her own age but there's just too much danger, what if she slipped up? A kid in her year could easily cut themselves. She's rarely near open wounds," remarked Jasper, ever so concerned. He had problems resisting human blood so he was also very cautious about Bella and Renesmee.

"No," snapped Rosalie as quick as Jasper had finished, "I don't want her out mingling with others. Before you know it she'll be in a bad crowd with tattoos and the likes."

"But Aunty Rose," began Renesmee. I had forgotten she was even there.

"Rosalie, that's not true and you know it," began my mind-reading son, "you just don't want her to leave you because you want Ness all to yourself!"

"Does nobody care what I have to say in this?" screamed Renesmee.

"Of course we do, Nessie-bear. Leave this to your aunties and uncles to decide first and then we'll ask you. Jacob, can you take Ness upstairs?" said Emmett.

"Yeah, of course," replied Jake, "C'mon Nessie," he carried her up the stairs.

NESSIE P.O.V.

I can't believe I might actually get to go to a REAL school! Momma and Dad has been before...Auntie Alice and Uncle Jazz has been...Uncle Emmett and Aunty Rose has been...why can't I? My growth rate has slowed down. I could go to a regular school for six months, a year maybe. Everybody's been to an elementary school before. I'd have no problems with the work; it's just the...what did Daddy used to say to Momma? A normal human experience...I think that's it.

"Jake," I began, "would you like me to go to school?"

"Well, Ness, I would like to have some fun it's just..." he began.

"Just what Jacob? Are you afraid I'll slip up?" I said quickly.

"No, no. It's just...well I guess I'll miss you like crazy," said Jacob. His eyes were welling up with tears.

"Well, Jake, I'll miss you too, so, so, much. But with me at school, you won't have to worry about me being lonely while you're at LaPush." I smiled.

I 'showed' him a picture of me sitting at a little desk with a pen in hand writing in an exercise book, while he was running the perimeter of LaPush with Leah and Sam.

"Yeah, Ness, I think you're right," he smiled at me.

"Renesmee? Jacob?" called my grandmothers soft, caring voice. "can you come down now, please?"

"I wonder what the verdict is," I said to Jake.

"Well, we'll just have to wait and see, won't we?" smiled Jacob.