Mr. Rubio's class is the easiest class of all time, History. Funny really how it all just slipped together like pieces to a puzzle. The easiest part was growing up with the ones who went thru these exact periods of time and can tell me them from a first person perspective. Still my focus was not on Mr. Rubio or the sheet he had just given me and my table partner to work on, it was on the distinct name printed in lovely patterns all around a blank page of my notebook. Nyoka. He was so beautiful, from the moment I saw him I thought so, even though there was more a hint of fear and death tinting his looks, they were completely clear now. I want to tell him my stories and see beautiful purple eyes looking down at me, fingers twisted in my curls as I lay out against his warm body. I want to open my eyes in the middle of a kiss and see emerald green ones staring back. I want my family to accept my love for him. Is that what it was? What I felt. For the first time ever, have I might've experienced love? I think so, I have never felt this way before, so in balance, happy, glowing even. That's it. I love Nyoka, and at the ball I was going to tell him. How do I say it? Do I just come right out and say, "Nyoka, I love you and want to spend eternity loving you and telling stories while we make our own story." I don't think so.

"Nessie? Are you ready to do the work sheet?" My partner asked, I couldn't even remember where I was let alone about a damn worksheet.

"Yeah, uh sure." I said shaking off my day dreams. We worked on the paper for a good ten minutes before we were done, I thought it was funny, all eyes around the room as we announced being finished to Mr. Rubio. The bell rang and I headed off to second, running my hands thru my hair as I walked down the hall way, about five people stared. Not concerning me, but it was awkward. I walked into Miss. LaMonica dreading this period. The class was difficult, and she wasn't a very good teacher.

"OK-Klasse, ziehen Sie Ihre Hausaufgaben von letzter Woche, und öffnen Sie auf Seite fünfzig zwei in Ihrem Lehrbuch." She said.

"Ok class, Pull out your homework from last week, and open to page fifty two in your text book." She said.

Stupid German class. Of course I would not have a single problem with any language except German. I may not have traveled but before I went to high school I was taught at what was called, "Vampire high" an inside joke. Me being taught by my father, mother, and grandpa Carlisle. I opened my journal and my text book to the necessary page. On it was a picture of a blue eyed German boy with cut blonde hair. . . well this was helping my focus! He looked almost like Nyoka, only not half as good looking. I almost snorted out loud at his attempt to be as hot as my. Nyoka. Could I call him my boyfriend? Or my, Husband? Im getting way, to, ahead of myself here. I shook my head out. We had met yesterday. We had had the most amazing connection. That doesn't mean anything yet though, right? Time is the answer sometimes. Most times. I've had to question so much today, but even more questions filled my head. What was going to happen when I got home? What would my father say? I could feel my heart rate already increasing. What if he hunted down Nyoka and tried to kill him, it's ok though, because he can hide his scent. Surely my Nyoka would see that coming. I have no doubt about it. By lunch I couldn't wait for school to be over but at the same time I wanted it to last as long as possible. I wanted to get home and talk to Alice about the party, but I wanted to avoid the big lecture I was going to get from my parents. I couldn't think about all this now. I'll think about it later, when I have time. Right now, at this very moment, my priority is school. School, school, school, ahhhh. During 7th I pulled out my notebook and started doodling, which wouldn't be opposed to seeing as how this is art class. Waiting for my dread/fantasy. Funny how the most beautiful thing can turn so sour, so fast. One period left. The bell rang. I walked to my next class slowly, and then after five steps I would speed up, and then take another five slow steps. Was I going insane? It felt like it.

Mrs. Francine had already started by the time I reached.

"Nice of you to join us Miss. Cullen." She said in her thick French accent.

"Sorry Mrs. Francine." She tinted my soul. So distasteful. See had not one lick of sense in fashion. It's like she blind folded herself before she walked into the store. Which probably wasn't even a store. More like, a big box of old clothes she got from her great Grammy. Her makeup was drawn out way too much, her eye would end here . . . and then her eye makeup would end all the way over there. . . What the hell? She was although "Happily Married," I wonder how bad her marriage really is, since she committed fashion suicide. I giggled a little to myself at that joke. Ha-Ha. Fashion suicide. . . Im good, though that was terribly rude. I gave my silent apologies inside my brain to Mrs. Francine. Taking my seat next to a guy that was apparently new. He stared at me wide eyed and I put my pony over the part of my face that was towards him because his stare made me uncomfortable, I could have even sworn I saw him drool. I will never understand men. Ever. . . I made sure to keep my eyes on Mrs. Francine. Soon later the period was finally, unfortunately over. I grabbed my books and speed walked to the Porsche. I slid the door open smoothly. Getting in and closing the door turning on the car, I could faintly hear the fm radio. You would think with half vampire senses I could hear better, I could but it was so far away from my train of thought that it wasn't I wasn't even able to consider it back ground music. Nyoka, I breathed deep, the air inside the tight fitted car, and rolled the window down hoping to catch a breeze. Mom and dad, I rolled my head forward and held the brake as I slid into drive. Alice and Rosalie, I pulled out the parking lot and started to drive home, every time I faltered thinking of more people I loved, even pushing back the sadness enough to think of my wolf, Zack. He would have wanted me to, to face this. I drove faster as I made my decision. In less than five minutes I was pulling back up the drive way, parking the car, and running at full speed to the big house. I slammed the door open and every head turned my way.

"We need to talk!" I said nodding my head. Mother smiled at me, and we all headed toward the big dining we were all situated around the table I took adeep breath and began my story, telling them how I had went for that run and found the meadow, how I had saw the man and called Alice, and then after she left how he had come, and when she left out again for good he came back a second time. How I had had my first kiss and had found out about the Fae, what I knew. How we had fell asleep after I had saw his scar, and he didn't put his shirt back on. That nothing sexual had come round. Last but not least I had explained about the party coming up. Alice beamed around the table, but when she got ot me she narrowed her eyes.

"How the hell could you NOT tell me about the party Nessie!" She screamed and I shrugged, sinking lower into my chair.

"I have to plan so much! I have to get tux's fitted and I must take you shopping! How does England sound?" she said leaning onto her left foot in a very human way.

"Whoa Alice, don't you think that's a little much?" Emmet said. She growled

"Fine. France it is." She said and got out her cell and dialed a number rapidly. She walked out the dining room as it rang, im guessing to go pack bags. I wonder how many of us were going. Probably not all of us, with the Volturi and all. Alice started speaking French. So im guessing she was on with the hotel. Then she hanged up the phone and dialed a new number, once again speaking in French, I was able to catch a few sentences, at my guess she was on the phone with some kind of dress store. Here we go. . . I rolled my eyes.

"So are we all cool now?" I asked darting my eyes around the table. I got nods from all but two people. Figures t would be these two, daddy and Jasper. Hmph.

"What?" I asked.

"You're not a loud to have boys in your room Nessie." Father said.

"And I will be around you and your boyfriend, every second of everyday to make sure your feelings are in control." Jasper added. Spitting the word boyfriend out like it was a traitor of some sort.

"Don't listen to them Ness. Do whatever you want, we are the immortal, we don't have rules." Rosalie said.

"What do you call the Volturi Rosalie." My father spat venom at her with his words.

"I call them pigs! They will soon be dead anyway. Gone, forever." She swished her hand and shook her hair out.

"You wouldn't know the outcome of this war. We could all die. We could all perish! They could get my daughter! We are sitting here discussing boys and party's we have deadly vampires from Italy coming after my precious little girl." My dad look so sad and angry. I ran over to him putting my arms tight around his neck.

"Im so sorry daddy!" I said close to tears and put my hand on his cheek to show him how much I loved him with my gift. He hugged me back and we let go to look at each other.

"Don't be sorry princess." He said putting a hand to my cheek and kissing my forehead. "None of this is your fault. Don't ever think it is." He said into my forehead. I nodded my head when there was a knock on the door. Everybody looked, seeing as how nobody had heard a car or heart beat, and Alice didn't see anyone coming. We all went to the living room, mom and Jasper and Rosalie and Emmet coming to stand by or in front of me, as my father opened the door. It swung open and there, lay on the ground an envelope, addressed to the Cullen's. I already knew what it was, a smile breaking out on my face as I ran in front of the people blocking my view, to grab it.

"Nessie!" they all said in unison.

"It's the invitation!" I shrieked. I opened it up and read it aloud to my family.

You are invited,

To the North Kingdom, Fae Independence Day Ball.

You are a loud to bring as many

Guest's as wanted, of the

Mythical persuasion.

Directions: Start northwest from this exact location,

Until you come to a meadow,

Follow the river until you reach a water fall, and walk under it.

There will be a small archway, go thru it, and follow down the steps,

Until you reach the elevator.

Show the door man your invitation but keep it with you at all times.

You will get directions from the door man from there.

Hope to see you all there.

Sincerely, Melinda, Ramon, Nyoka, and dear beloved daughter in the Sumer lands, Nicolette.

Yes, finally the invitation. Now only 5 days until this party that shall bring me oh so closer to Nyoka. I held the words close to my heart rocking back and forth on my heels as if slow dancing with it. Everyone looked at me like I was crazy. I blushed deep and set the Letter on the coffee table and told everyone I was going for a run. I ran knowing exactly where I was going, the meadow. I stammered to a hault when I got there, again checking the space for intruders. I didn't come across anything so I walked forward. As soon as I hit the roses, the smell over whelmed my nose. It was such a beautiful fragrance; I sat down and looked at a specific rose I liked. Caressing the pedals softly, running my finger against the sharp pricks on the stem. Then curiosity started to over whelm me. I got back up and walked toward the river, I sat by it inhaling the smell of dandelions and baby's breath, along with calla lilies. So beautiful, I thought running my hand over the rocks closer to the river, smooth. Moist cold and smooth they were. I followed the river north wondering when I would come to this waterfall. I had to see Nyoka, I had to. When I saw it, it was so big and it had a part on the edge that would let you get thru without wetting your clothes. I went there and went thru, I came to the small empty space with a even darker piece by it. It made me nervous but it was still sunset maybe just a little farther wouldn't hurt. I went thru, and came to a pair of steps with a light switch next to it. I flicked the switch and a big light came on. This made me feel better. I tumbled down the steps for what felt like hours before I reached the bottom, there was another light switch and it said please flick, if the light is on. I flicked it and out of no particular place a dark tanned man came in thru the dark and said,

"Follow me please." I nodded and followed him closely. I would rather be with a bad guy than alone.

He walked us to an old type elevator that had over 300 floors to choose from.

"What is your destination?" he asked.

"Uh, North woods." I said trying to sound like I had done this before. He hit the button that said 276 and swayed his hand as the door to the elevator opened. I climbed in and held the railing. He waved and smiled as the doors swung shut and it started to go downwards. The back of the elevator started to open which I immediately turned around to. It was dark out. Very dark, almost like it was underground. I huffed at that dumb statement. How could there be life underground? The crust is solid rock. Unless it was in between two plates. Which it couldn't be, 'cause then there would be hot lava everywhere. As in I would die. Why was magic so confusing? I fished around for ideas in my blank head, I needed to figure out where I was and going before the elevator stopped. Before I found out what was down here.

Floor:50

I seem to be getting even lower into the ground, so low in fact that there is no natural lighting. No wonder Nyoka was so pale. Or maybe it was just getting dark out? I checked my watch. 4:52. Nope it should not be dark out. Solar Eclipse? I remembered the date, it was April 18th 2011 there shouldn't be another eclipse in the United States for another seven years, and even then I might not even be able to see it from Washington, underground...

Floor:92

Maybe we were in some kind of hole in the ground, that had plants and life and that had its own sun. Maybe it was a complete different time zone. It could happen.

Floor:134

I was coming across a forest, and the temperature got hotter. It seemed so tropical. Interesting hunting ground, I grinned.

Floor:200

I was out of ideas, until I could explore the land to test my own theories. I steadily watched the numbers get higher. Like it was a twin tower turned upside down. The numbers got higher. Yet from what I was feeling and seeing, I was getting lower. Maybe the floors belonged to different magical creatures. Like fairies on a couple certain levels. Then on a higher level brownies, or- or leprechauns. I don't know. Im losing my mind here. I watched as the numbers slowly changed so close to where they needed to be.

250

251

252

253

254

255

256…

They kept on rolling. My heart picking up speed the closer they got.

265

266

267

268

269

270

I took a deep steady breathe.

"Renesmee!" I heard it echo in the trees off in the distance. I gasped out loud. Turning toward the open window, I saw a shadowed man far in the distance, a sword in his hands a fearful expression on his face.

"Nyoka?" I whispered. Putting my hand on the glass and looking toward the numbers.

274

275

276..

The doors swung open, and I walked out slowly. Into dirt. I decided to take my shoes off and I threw them into the elevator, the door man would probably know. I took my sweater off as well, since it was about ninety degrees. Then I remembered Nyoka, and started to run towards the mountain range. My feet touched the moist soil; it felt rich against my toes. As I took out my pony tail and ran. In tank top and jeans I could hear the jeans ripping under the pressure being put on them but this was one of those things I won't be taking off. I caught my fairies scent on a tree and followed it upward. The trees had gigantic leaves that were moist as they brushed my face. The night was dark, and the stars were so bright, that my pace faltered, before picking back up. Beautiful. I shook my head out. Then something hit me like a ton of bricks. I fell back into a tree.

"Watch where you're going!" A small boyish voice exclaimed.

"WH-what?" I said blinking. Trying to see into the night.

"You trying to get me in trouble?" He asked sliding me his hand so I could get up. I took it and stood up focusing my eyes on the boy before me. He has short messy black hair, must have only been around 8 or 9 and had shredded cloth for clothing and was bare foot, with big green eyes. He was so cute!

"Sorry. I- I was looking for someone." I said they boy was only about two thirds my height, but I still looked down to keep my eyes off of him.

"Oh, ok. Who? If you don't mind my asking." He said.

"Nyoka." I replied looking toward the stars.

Suddenly there was a flash and before me stood Nyoka, pushing the boy to the floor, and holding his hands above his head.

"What are you doing?" I asked wide eyed taking in the site, of a almost grown man pegging a little boy to the floor.

"He's not what you think Renesmee." He said. The boys eyes went red. A neon red glowing in the dark, Nyoka hissed at him. Like a cat. Pretty kitty. I giggled.

"I am Fae of the north. I was just roaming the woods." He said.

"If you were North Fae you would have stopped for your prince." Nyoka spat back.

"Nyoka, what is he?" I asked, getting nervous. Nyoka pulled out his long sword, putting it against the young boys' neck.

"Jenk te wah ah!"Nyoka screamed.

"Tu vooda faita" The boy replied, suddenly he was on his feet, he shredded off his clothes and his body was suddenly replaced with a big black hawk. The enormous bird took to the sky's heading South. I stared at Nyoka, leaning against a tree. His shirt covered in dirt and grime, his face blank. He looked scared, for once, he looked really scared.

"Julius." Nyoka whispered in that accent he seemed to take on when there was danger. "We must go to mother and father." He said staring into the woods. I was going to meet the king and queen? A sweat bead rolled from my forehead.