Chapter One-Bella

"Mom! I don't know how to do this one!" Renesmee called. I looked at the math booklet.

"Let me get Dad," I answered. "I'm not sure how to explain it." Edward was at our cottage. I ran over there, and when you run like me, you can travel across the United States in a matter of hours, maybe minutes.

"What is it, Bella?" Edward asked when I found him.

"There's a math problem I'm not sure how to explain." Edward sighed.

"This is happening more and more often," he said. "Half the time I can't explain her work, either. Neither of us could be teachers," he added, amused. He ran back with me.

"What do you need help on?" Edward asked Renesmee.

"This," she said, pointing to a problem in her book. Edward, having gone through high school about a billion times, could explain a quadratic problem.

We can't keep this up, I thought, pushing away my shield. I think it's time we talked about sending her to a human school. Edward looked surprised at first, but then gave a nod.

"What did you say?" Renesmee asked me, used to this by now.

"It's easier for me to speak than to push away my shield," I said dryly. "If I thought instead of spoke, I probably didn't want you to hear." Nessie scowled.

"Finish that page," I ordered. "I need to speak with your father." Cottage, I added. Edward took off.

"Hey!" I protested as I caught up with him. I'm no longer a newborn, and he's faster than me. Edward enjoys rubbing it in.

"See if you can keep up, slowpoke," Edward said, grinning, as we leapt over the water. I sped up. We were at the cottage. I stepped inside. Edward followed me, suddenly serious.

"Do you really think she's ready for a human school?" Edward asked.

"Self control?" I asked him. As Nessie was half human, she had excellent self control. I doubt that's what Edward is talking about.

"No," Edward sighed, "I mean socially. Will she be okay? Does she know how to act like a real human? What will she do for lunches? What do we do? How are we supposed to say we're her parents?"

"I thought of all that," I assured him. "I've been considering this for a while. I actually think meeting kids her mental age would be good for her. We can train her in what she doesn't know about being a real human, she can eat human food, even if she doesn't like it, and we'll say that she's Carlisle and Esme's adopted kid. You're her older adopted brother, and I'm your girlfriend. For lunches, we could give her a water bottle of blood," I added. Edward pursed his lips.

"I think it would be good for her, too. But Nessie really doesn't want to go to a real school. I mean, she really doesn't want to," he pointed out.

"We don't always get what we want," I replied, amused. A flicker of a smile crossed over Edward's face. "We'll tell her tomorrow," I decided.

"WHAT?" Nessie yelled. She had just gotten back from La Push, and we were telling her what we had decided. "You want me to go to a human school? Are you crazy?" Edward ran up to her so that he was inch from her face.

"Don't speak to us that way," he said quietly. Renesmee's face turned white.

"Yes, sir," she mumbled. Edward sighed as he stepped back.

"Nessie, listen. You need friends. People at least a decade older than you and your parents don't count," he added, seeing that she was about to protest. "Not to mention, there's only so much we can teach you."

"But Dad," Nessie whispered, "I'm scared."

"We know, honey," I said gently, "but if your father never went to a human school, you wouldn't have been born." Nessie smiled a little and rolled her eyes at the same time.

"What about lunch?" she asked us.

"You're going to have to eat human food." Nessie frowned. "But we'll give you a water bottle of blood. You'll have to say it's flavored water."

"Donated blood?" Nessie asked hopefully.

"Sorry, Nessie, but I don't want you to lose control. It'll have to be animal blood." Nessie groaned.

"What kind?" she asked me.

"I'll let you choose that," I told her.

"Mountain lion?"

"If we can find one," I replied.

"Yay!" Nessie said happily.

"That's my favorite, too," Edward told her.

"Nessie, have you ever been instructed in how to act human?" I asked.

"Yeah," she responded.

"Okay, we'll see if we can find a school in the area."

"Are you sure I need to do this?" Nessie asked tiredly.

"Yes," I said confidently. "Don't worry, Nessie. You'll be fine."