Here is the latest idea that I've had circulating in my mind. I hope that you all enjoy it.

Chapter 1: Bullied

Renesmee's POV
Her leg stuck out right in front of me. I noticed it way to late and I was sent sprawling onto the floor. Pure, cruel laughter erupted around me. I didn't understand why they felt the need to bully me relentlessly. Why? What had I ever done to them? Was it because of the fact that I'm adopted? Was it because I'm from a rich family? Was it all of the above? I didn't understand at it all. I never did anything to make them treat me this way.

My knee hurt when I tried to stand. The pain brought tears to my eyes.

"Oh look, the prissy little rich girl is going to cry" one of my tormentors said. I looked up and saw that it was Lauren.

I got up and ran into the nearest bathroom. I hated school, it was nothing but a pure living hell for me. I was always the target for the local bullies. I could never make friends easily but for some reason I attracted bullies easily. Nobody knew about my bullying problem. I didn't want to worry my family with my problems. My family were the only ones that I could ever truly count on in my life. My parents adopted me when I was about five years old. I was a lonely little girl that seemed to be suffering from amnesia. It was weird that I had absolutely no memory of my past, I just remembered my name. I never did regain my memory of the first five years of my life. Not long afterwards they adopted my sister Jessica.

My family, they were the only people that I could truly count on and trust. In the past when I have managed to make friends they all turned out to be superficial. They only wanted to be friends with me because of my money. They loved the fact that I was always able to afford the latest technological gadgets and the latest fashions from some of the most expensive designers. They didn't love me, just my family's money. Every time that I found out the truth I had my heart broken. Just when I'd thought that I finally found a true friend their true colors showed. It's why I didn't trust people very easily anymore. Sometimes I sincerely believe that having money, class, and prestige is much more of a burden than it is a gift.

The shrill ring of the bell reminded me that it was time to get back to class. I walked back as quickly as possible and made it to class just in time.

I took my seat just as class began. This was my least favorite class just because most of my bullies were in this class.

Lauren looked at me with a hard, cold look. I shuddered, if looks could kill.

"Rich bitch" she sneered.

I turned away not wanting to give her the satisfaction of seeing the tears start spilling from my eyes.

Since when did having money make you a target for bullying? My sister and I were raised to be very humble. We never showed off. Except all of my clothes were designer clothes, but it wasn't something that I bragged about.

Throughout the rest of the class she kept insulting me. The next class was my most peaceful and enjoyable one because none of my tormentors were in it.

Then afterwards came the dreaded lunch time. I grabbed myself a burger, some fries, and a soda. I sat down at a table all by myself. I was about to start eating when Lauren and her so called friends walked by and knocked my tray all over me.

"Oops" she said in a way that clearly told me it wasn't an accident. It wouldn't be the first time that this has happened. The rest of them exploded in laughter. I remained silent. What could I say? I was powerless against them. I hated that about me, why couldn't I just get the courage to stand up to them once and for all?

"Prissy little girl is going to cry again" Stephenie said.

"Ugly little baby" added Lauren.

I could feel my heart start racing as my breathing picked up pace. I was having a difficult time breathing which meant that another asthma attack was on it's way. I got up and ran away as fast as I could. I could hear the cruel laughter coming from behind me. By the time that I reached the bathroom I could barely breathe. I pulled out my fast acting inhaler which stopped the attack and slowly I began to breathe normally again. I've had really bad asthma for as long as I can remember. The attacks have become less frequent with treatment but they still persist.

I exiled myself to the school library afterwards. The library is the one place where I'm left alone. None of my bullies would be caught dead in there. I sat at the table and pulled out my favorite book Twilight and started reading. I escaped into a place where vampires and magic were real. How I wished I had my very own Edward in my life. Bella is one lucky girl. I would also love to have a Jacob in my life. But this was all a fantasy, not at all reality. I think my favorite in the series would be Breaking Dawn just because of Bella and Edward's baby being named Renesmee. It's a bit odd that we share the same name and people have commented on it. Because of the book I've also been given the nickname Nessie.

For some very odd reason I had this sort of weird obsession with Vampires. My favorite TV show is the Vampire Diaries. I have posters of Damon and Stefan on one side of my room and I had Twilight posters on the other. It's an odd hobby, but it's mine.

The bell rang again for my last period P.E and then I was home free. Thank god that today was a Friday. I had promised to do my mom a favor though. We had a new doctor just transfer here rather unexpectedly and she promised to let him and his family stay at our house until they found a place of their own to stay. We lived in a huge house that would have no problem accommodating an extra nine people. Anyways, my mom has to stay late at the hospital tonight. My dad was busy fighting some big case as a lawyer, and my sister didn't have a driver's license yet. So that only left me, so my mom had asked me this morning if I could go to the airport and pick up half of the Cullen family, the other half were due to arrive tomorrow. Flights were pretty booked so they couldn't all come at once. The name 'Cullen' caught my attention the second that I heard it. Anyone with that last name was automatically considered cool in my book.

My sister and I walked home. It was a short walk only fifteen minutes away. I could easily drive back and forth to school but I chose not to. I was afraid of Lauren and her gang vandalizing my car as part of their bullying tactics, especially because it was a brand new Volvo that I had just gotten for my birthday a week ago. It didn't even have the license plate yet.

I changed into some fresh clothes before heading back outside. I stopped to admire my silver Volvo before getting inside. It was a beautiful car and it was my first ever brand new car. I've always loved this car brand because, much like Edward, I've always had a huge need for speed. I even occasionally break the speed limit, but that's a secret that I'm taking to the grave.

I went to a McDonald's drive thru and purchased a Big Mac, fries, coke, and a Strawberry shake. It's not exactly the healthiest of choices but when you're starving you don't really care about healthy at this point. Also, the drive to the airport was 45 minutes away. So yeah, I definitely needed to eat something now.

Thanks to heavy traffic I ended up taking an hour to get there.

I stood there waiting with a sign that read Cullens on it. I felt ridiculous as I held my sign up waiting for them to make an appearance. I didn't even know what they looked like, no one did.

After about thirty minutes I saw them. Well, I wasn't sure if it was them until they noticed me and made their way towards me. It was one blond guy who was hand in hand with a caramel haired woman. Then there was the bronze haired boy with a very beautiful brown haired girl. Then there was a native guy who had to be close to seven feet tall. Four out of five of them had extremely pale skin and gold eyes. They were something straight out of Twilight.

They noticed me standing there and walked straight towards me.

"Are you the Cullens?" I asked when they were close enough to hear me.

"Yes. I'm Carlisle, this my wife Esme, and our kids Edward, Bella, and Jacob" the blond guy said.

This had to be the weirdest thing that I've ever experienced. Not only do they look like the characters from Twilight but they also have the same names.

"I'm Renesmee, nice to meet you" I said. I almost gasped in surprise when I felt Carlisle's frigid temperature.

Okay, now I'm letting my imagination get way out of hand on this one.

They stared at me as if they possibly knew me from somewhere. I could see recognition flickering beneath their eyes. A sudden gust of wind that blew by us made them all freeze. Their gazes staring becoming a thousand times stronger.

"Would you guys like to get going now? My parents are going to be home until later but you can get settled in already if you want" I said.

"That would be nice" Carlisle said.

I could feel their eyes boring into the back of my head as we made our way back to my car.

"This is your car?" Edward asked sounding shocked.

"Yup, it was a birthday present that I got last week" I said.

"Birthday? You're birthday is not-" he started to say before Bella nudged him in the ribs in a not so subtle way. Edward went silent as everyone else glared at him.

Okay, there is something seriously strange about these people.

I helped them load their bags into the trunk before getting in.

Carlisle sat on the passenger seat by me. A strange look crossed his face as he found my McDonald's trash.

I felt myself blushing with embarrassment. I should have gotten rid of the trash.

"You eat?" he asked as he held it up.

Everyone else's gaze kept switching back and forth between me and the trash.

Did I eat? What kind of strange question is that?

"Of course I eat, it's a basic human necessity. Who doesn't eat?" I said.

An awkward silence followed.

"Renesmee, tell us everything about yourself" Bella said.

"Oh, okay" I said and I began talking the whole way back.

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