Disclaimer: I own nothing. I take no credit for any characters and what not; this story is just for fun. I also do not own the quotes in the beginning each chapter unless specified otherwise.
Authors note: The first couple chapters may be a bit light, but I really hope to get into some heavier stuff later on with Jacob and Neisse's relationship as well as some dark elements lingering in their future. This was an old fic I started and abandoned and I hope to use the summer to really develop this story, I also chose to really rearrange Renesmee Character, I had her as this sweet innocent child like girl, but I really wanted to add some dimension, I wanted her to be reserved, deep and artistic, and a little sarcastic and witty, so enjoy! Reviews and ideas are also really appreciated and taken fully into account. I will try my darnedest to update weekly.
Chapter One
"Because I could not stop for Death
He kindly stopped for me
The Carriage held but just ourselves
and Immortality"
Because I Could Not Stop for Death, By Emily Dickinson
If a genie suddenly popped out of my cup of coffee and offered to grant me with one wish, I would hands down ask for the ability to be a "morning person". I hate mornings, in case you haven't gathered that little tid-bit. Usually they go kind of like this,
Step one: Hit snooze button 3-9 times
Step two: Finally surrender to the angry alarm clock gods.
Step three: Find Coffee, find good book
Step four: Utilize all tactics possible to sneak back to bed.
Step Five: Repeat all steps if needed
Now I would imagine that morning would be a lot better for me if I got more than a couple hours of sleep every night. That of course is kind of hard when you live in a house full of vampires who don't sleep. To their defense, they try to keep quiet but thanks to my inhuman senses, their efforts are kind of worthless. I'm usually not this grumpy, but this particular morning really sucks.
Pretty recently my family and I moved from Forks, Washington to Barrow, Alaska. I was quite content to stay under wraps in Forks; I was being homeschooled by my Dad and I had my best friend in the world and boyfriend supremo always close by, but my family decided that it was time that I experienced high school and that we might as well all start over before we raise any flags. Which leads me to why I am now sitting here desperately wanting to dive into my cup of coffee and take a nap instead of heading off to Mt. Burrow High.
"Neisse, stop day dreaming and get dressed! I refuse to be late because of you!" Aunt Alice snapped. Even though she stood at my side, tapping her foot, excitement washed over her, covering almost all traces of impatience.
"Is all this really necessary? I mean I'm never going to be able to keep this story straight" I whined back at her.
Oh right the story. Upon entering any new location, Grandpa Carlisle had explained that there needed to be creditability, an established structure to follow, something believable and fluid. Usually my family paired off. Sometimes they were siblings, sometime new to the family all together, but there was always a story. So ours was established, my father and I are playing the role of twins, we spent most of our life in foster care, never knowing our real parents. We were adopted by the Cullen's 4 years ago and have been living happily ever after since. Rosalie was born of Carlisle and Esme, and perfectly understanding of the new family additions. Emmet and Alice, and Mom were from the same foster home in Michigan and have been living with the Cullen's for 6 years. Finally, Jasper's is the newest addition, just recently joining the family from Charleston, Virginia. Now if I can actually keep from calling my mom by "mommy" in public, it will be a good day.
"You're so much like your mother. This should be exciting for you, you're starting a new school in a new place and all you can do is mope". Alice said in an exasperated voice. I batted my eyelashes as I hopped off the picture windowsill, jogging to my room to get dressed. I would of needed way more coffee to of had the energy to put up a fight, so defeated I put on the cloths that Aunt Alice laid out on the bed.
"We'll meet you outside in ten!" I heard my mom call from downstairs. I really wish Jacob was here… I thought to myself as I pulled my shirt over my head. As soon as I thought about it, I immediately felt guilty. Jacob was all set to come along with us and play in the charade we have going, but his Father recently got very ill after having a bad stroke, and so Jake stayed behind to take care of him.
I should call him, I thought to myself. With this much distance between us, it was always the best way to get in touch with him. When we are together we have this freaky telepathic communication ability, but seeing as how I'm in a different state, that would prove itself to be quite difficult. I rushed to finish getting ready then plopped down on my bed and flipped open my phone.
Jacob picked up on the second ring. "Hey baby" he said, his deep voice felt like it made the phone vibrate against my ear and accelerated my heart. I instantly felt better, like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders and I suddenly felt silly and immature for my childish morning mood.
"Hey, how are things going?" I asked, trying to sound casual, not quite able to bring myself to asking about Billy's condition. I knew it wasn't good.
"They are ok." He said, sounding a little detached. I hated hearing the pain in his voice. I know how close he was to his father. I loved Billy so much. He was like another dad to me, and the thought of losing him was almost too much to handle.
"Well that's good" I said, trying to sound casual, but you could clearly hear that I was upset. "Don't worry Ness, were all fine here. Hey, I think I'm going to try to come up some time tomorrow." He said, trying his best to reassure me.
"No no, stay. They need you home right now. I'll ask my parents if I can run down later." I told him. Another perk to my lovely genetics was in ridiculous my speed and stamina. I could probably make the trip in a little less than four hours.
"No its cool Ness, I'm sure I can get away for a little bit. I really need to see you" he said, sounding a little rushed, like he was hiding something or desperately wanted to change the subject.
"It's no big deal. I'll just ask my mom, I'm sure she will understand" I told him.
"Really Renesmee" He interrupted I'll just come to you, I could really use the run." He replied, I could tell that he was really hoping I would just agree to that arrangement.
"Ok if you're sure you don't mind." I said over the obnoxious honking coming from outside.
"Not at all, sounds like you got to go so I'll see you tomorrow. Love you, bye" he said, hanging up the phone. Well that was weird…he must be really upset… I thought as I grabbed my backpack and headed down the stairs.
"About time" Aunt Rosalie said, sounding kind of annoyed. I climbed in the back seat of her shiny red convertible. "Talk about subtle" I murmured under my breath as we pulled away.
"Glad to see you're in a better mood" she said sarcastically. "We should have made you ride with Jasper"
"I'm sorry, I should appreciate all you guys are doing for me, packing up and moving just so I can have a shot at normality. It's just that it's so hard to be so far away from everything that's going on back home" I whispered apologetically.
Emmet reached back and squeezed my shoulder. "It will be ok Nessie. And by the way, you are nowhere near as moody as your dad can be" he said. I laughed, feeling a little better.
The ride to school took a little longer than I thought it would. Regardless of my Aunts insane pace, the ride took about 15 minutes. When we finally pulled up I felt butterflies in the pit of my stomached. Not the nervous kind though, I guess I was actually excited. I was finally going to go to normal school with normal human kids. Even my friends back home all consisted of shape shifters and their girl friends. That thought made my head sting and my heart ache a little. Saying goodbye to my best friend Leah and her brother Seth had been the hardest. Though they promised that we would see each other all the time, it was still really hard to grasp the concept that they weren't going to be so close anymore. Even though our new house was breathtaking, and the town of Burrow was full of lush forests and beautiful coastline scenery, I still felt homesick. I knew that throughout my life I would see many places come and go, but I knew that none of them would ever be as special to me as Forks and the people I left behind.
Aunt Rose pulling me from the car brought me back to reality. I took a deep breath a looked around. It really didn't look that much different than any other high school. Though, I only had TV and books to compare. My parents got out of their car and walked towards me holding hands.
"I know it seems scary but you'll be fine" my mom said, hugging me quickly.
"I took the liberty of making sure that at least of will be joining you in your classes" my dad said gesturing towards the rest of my family that were leaning against my dad's car. Good old over protective father.
"Err, thanks da- I mean brother" I said grinning like a total nerd. Maybe this will be more fun than I thought. "But really you don't have to do that, I'm sure I'll be fine, and beside I'm kind of excited to branch out and try things on my own" I told him
"Of course you are sweetheart. If things go well I'm sure we can move our schedules around." My mother said, still holding my father's hand. If things go well, meaning if I could control my instincts and not start eating people. I never really had that much of a problem controlling myself, but sometimes now and then, large crowds tend to be a little overwhelming, which is all the more reason I need Jacob, after all he is my favorite hunting partner.
"Don't look now, but people are already starting to stare" Aunt Rose said, sounding a little smug.
"I guess we should get inside before the bell rings, don't want to be late on our first day" Alice replied cheerfully.
I watched as my family pared off in twos and made their way inside. Suddenly, I was aware of how lonely I felt, maybe even scared. The one person I needed more than anything could not be here. Instantly I felt guilty, I knew the reasons for our separation, so with that I called upon my favorite Sylvia Plath quote to give me the courage to walk through the doors. "I took a deep breath and listened to the old bray of my heart; I am. I am. I am"