The Fictional Scottish Monster
A/N: Everything belongs to Stephanie Meyer.
Chapter One
Nessie? As the Lock Ness Monster Nessie? I had grown up with the nickname (given to me by Jake), but now starting high school (for the first time), I was going to be called Nessie? I had watched enough television to know that if you had an odd name (nickname or not), you would be made fun of. Renesemee sounded normal enough compared to other names some people had came up with for their children, but Nessie was screaming 'Make fun of me! I was named of a fictional Scottish monster!' And at first I had accepted the name, since Renesemee was a mouthful, and pretty hard for some people to remember. Once I had began to think about it, Nessie sounded weird. I liked Renesemee better.
I bounded down the staircase at the huge Cullen household. Alice was waiting for me; either to redress me, or to take me to school. As if she knew what was going on in my head, she smiled. "No, Nessie. I'm taking you to school. Everyone else went on a quick hunting trip." I sighed in relief; I had thought she wanted to go through her huge closet that held more clothes than any store in America.
The high school in Forks, Washington was small. As in very small. I was surprised it was even called a school. But the rest of my family was laughing and recalling old memories of the time they had spent here. My mother and father had met here, under the guidance of Fate's hand. Well, I guessed that's how you could put. My mom had almost died here as a human, thanks to some black ice and a boy named Tyler, who seemed to have a thing for her. And there were people staring. Of course, they couldn't see any of our faces, which would save some staring. Many of the guys were staring, but only at the cars. The flashy cars. My dad's Volvo, and Rose's BMW. Every other car in the parking lot were older models, and some were obviously inherited from parents. This is going to be a long day, I thought, as I took in the staring boys' faces.
The school was incredibly simple. Including the people in it. Which, as I knew, wasn't very polite, but true. A lot of my classes were with my family, coincidence or not, I wasn't for sure. I had no trouble with resisting myself among humans, but they still were in the habit of watching over me closely, especially my mother and father. Lunch was a complete waste of time in my opinion. Vampires didn't ever eat, unless they were hunting. Half-vampires only had to eat rarely, and I had no need for food at that time. But we had to keep the appearance of humans, so we had to get food. Another useless item in my life. The day was almost over, and I was disappointed. Weren't humans supposed to smell better? None of them seemed very appealing. So far.
A/N: Sorry for the short chapter, but, only if I get enough reviews, the next chapter will be longer, and I will continue to update!