Chapter 2

Later that week, I woke up again to them arguing.

Now I am determined to find out what this big secret is! I mean I tell them everything... most of the time, but if it involves me, I have a right to know about it!I looked at my alarm clock and it was 9:30am.

"That's it Jacob! Not another word, this subject is dropped!" I heard my dad yell. For some reason I had to hold myself back from yelling at him for yelling at Jake. I tip-toed out of bed quietly and tried to walk down stairs, but naturally my dad heard my thoughts and stopped talking, greeting me.

"Good morning, honey!" I stared at him. I looked over his shoulder and saw Jacob in the kitchen, he was pouting. I walked down the last two steps. My Dad walked over and tried to give me a hug but I shrugged out of it. I was mad. And I was going to get answers. I was probably being childish, but I wanted to know.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" My Dad asked. As if he didn't know. He could read my mind. I knew that he knew I had heard everything. Everyone in the room was staring at me. I looked over to Jacob who looked guilty and confused.

"I wanna know," I said. My Dad tensed up.

"I don't know what you're talking about." My Mom walked up behind him and gave me a reassuring look.

"Maybe it is time, Edward." I couldn't believe my ears. She was actually siding with Jake. She wanted me to know. All these years she hadn't but now she did. Jacob stood up from the kitchen table. My Dad looked at my Mom with a surprised face.

"She's knows it's something about her. She should know. Whether you like it or not, isn't going to change it. She's going to find out some time," she explained. Dad looked as if she had betrayed him.

"No. She's not going to know." He said fiercely through his teeth.

"Dad. I'm tired of hearing you guys argue and you tell me it's nothing. Because if it was nothing then my best friend wouldn't be pouting in the kitchen! If it involves me I think I have the right to know. And and and... Ugh!! None ever tells me anything in this house!! I'm not.8. I'm 16!!" I yelled and stomped off outside. I knew I wouldn't go far until he caught up with me. He was faster.

"Young lady! You do not speak to anyone like that!" He yelled. My Mom and Jake followed him outside.

"Dad, why don't you get it? I'm not a baby anymore. I want to know! Jake wants to tell me!!"

"What did he say to you?" My Dad shot a glare at my friend.

"Nothing. He knows that if he did then you would break every bone in his body!!"

"And don't you forget it," he said.

"Edward…" My Mom warned.

My mom grabbed my hand and shot a glance at my father who was standing there trying to collect himself. I haven't seen him that angry before, except when I went on my first date..... I thought he was going to kill the guy.

Why would he ever even act this way? I mean I like Jake but not anymore than a friend... When I thought that my heart ached and I knew that I was lying to myself if I said that, even think more I thought about it, the more the idea appealed to me. I had never thought about him like that but soon stopped because I realized I'm not good enough for someone like him. I sighed.

"Honey, I want you to know, but maybe right now isn't the right time, can you give it a month or two? Please, for me?" At this point I was in tears. I hated secrets, especially family secrets

"What's the big deal! It's not like it's a bigger secret than my b.. Jacob being a werewolf!" Did I really just almost say 'my boyfriend'? I ran upstairs and no doubt within minutes. Jacob came knocking at my door.

I was still crying. I didn't want to talk to anyone, but Jacob. I sniffled and he opened the door. I was sitting on my bed staring outside at the clouds. A storm was coming tonight. I wondered if my Dad had broken something. He probably went hunting, to try and get his frustration out. Jacob walked over and sat next to me. I rubbed my eyes and looked at him.

"Sorry," he murmured and brushed a tear away. I couldn't believe that I liked Jake. But it made sense. He's always been there. He's always been the one that I talk to. But it could never happen. He's way to good for me.

"It's not your fault. It's not like it's about you." I said. It was something about me. Something that everyone knew but me. "I mean there's something wrong with me, that's why they're not telling me. There's just something wrong with me! There's always something wrong with me!"

I cried. Jake pulled me into a hug.

"Honey, there is absolutely nothing wrong with you, nothing at all, don't even think that."

I was crushed into him, and he was rubbing my back.

"If there's nothing wrong with me, then why did all the boys I go out with hate me?! There is something wrong with me! No guy ever likes me! It's so obvious!" I was trying to yell but they came out as muffled sobs.

He put his finger under my chin.

"Renesmee Carlie Cullen, there is nothing wrong with you, any guy would be lucky to have you, and I'm not just saying that. I need to go find Sam, but I need to know you're going to be okay, okay? I'll be back later. We'll talk then." I nodded. He kissed the top of my head, gave me a hug, and jumped out my window. I stared at that place for a while.

Could I really like him? I rolled over my bed and opened my drawer of my nightstand. I pulled out the picture I had of him. It was of me when I looked about 5 sitting on his shoulders. I smiled remembering the fair he took me to. He bought me cotton candy and walked around with me for hours. My heart thumped against my chest. Yeah I liked him. Crap. Would this change things? I really hope not. He's my best friend ever. I wiped my hand over the glass of the frame and et it up on my table. I set it so that when I would lay down I could see it. I rested my head on the pillow and stared at my memory.

I laid there for awhile not sure what to think. He had been my best friend through everything, he knew me better than anyone. I couldn't let my emotions get in the way of our friendship. If I told him, he would feel awkward and probably never talk to me again, I would be crushed if he ever walked away from me.

I was thinking about him, his smile, his laugh, and his eyes, that's when I fell asleep. I dreamed about him, which didn't shock me because I knew I was thinking about him when I fell asleep. But this dream was different because he wasn't just my friend. We were at a restaurant eating together. I knew this was a dream because it would never happen. I mean he's eaten with me before, but not a candle-lit dinner like this. He brushed a strand of hair under my ear and leaned forward, his breath on my lips. He was so close.

I woke to a cool hand on my shoulder.

"Wake up, honey." I jolted up.

"Nobody!" I yelled. My Mom looked confused.

"What?" She asked.

"Nothing, sorry," I murmured. Woah! I just had a dream about Jacob.

"Who?!" My mom asked. I glanced around my room nervously, biting on my lip.

"Uhh.. No one!" I said and jumped out of bed into the bathroom. My mom appeared behind me

"It didn't sound like nothing."Sshe pressed

"Jeez! Can't a girl get any privacy in her own bathroom?!" My mom laughed.

"Okay but, you know I will find out." She disappeared. I huffed and muttered "Not if I have anything to do with it."

I got ready for school and walked downstairs. When I saw Jake I smiled, so did he. I blushed and grabbed an apple off the table.

"Bye nosey mother! " I yelled into the emptiness of the kitchen. Again she appeared by my side with a smirk.

"I thought Jake could drive you to school today," she said.

"W-Where's dad?" I asked nervously. Did I want him to take me to school? Yes. Did I want to screw up our friendship? No. Did I want him to like me the way I liked him?.... Yes! I bit my lip. Jake laughed.

"C'mon, Ness," he pulled me out the door. My heart was beating a billion times a minute. He opened the door for me and I climbed in. He sat down next to me and started the car. We were alone. I took a deep breath.

"Nessie, I can hear your heartbeat, what's up?" He looked at me.

"Umm…. Nothing! I just got a science test today. I'm kind of nervous." I lied. I scolded myself for lying to my best friend. I thought he could tell for a second but he just told me good luck. We drove into the school parking lot and he got out to open the door for me to get out. He put his hand out to help me. I thought about it for a second but took it anyway. He pulled me out of the car and into a hug.

"Don't worry about your test. You're a smart girl." I could hear the smile in his voice.

"Thanks Jake," I said. He pulled away, and I pouted to myself. He laughed, and got back into the car.

" Bye Ness," he said. I waved and he drove away.

"Science test," I muttered "What's wrong with me?" My friend Kacey came up to me.

"Hey, Ness!" she said. Kacey was one of my closest friends -besides Jake of course- "So what's up?" She smirked.

I blushed "Whhaaat?" I whined.

"You know wwwahhhaatttt," she mimicked, "now dish." I laughed.

"Okay okay, but you can't tell anyone!" She knew about vampires and werewolf's, well because she was a vampire, she's one I can always talk to and the good side is my dad can't read her thoughts either. I started telling her everything and she final bell rang and we ran to class. All the way until Lunch, she was asking me questions about Jacob. If I thought he liked me back. If I wanted to go out with him. If I would go out with him. Why I won't just tell him. All the stuff like that. Girl Stuff.

We sat down at our usual spots at lunch. I was ready for her to ask me more questions but she was looking over my shoulder.

"What?" I asked.

"Jason Claimer is staring at you. Don't turn around," she whispered. Jason Claimer was the cutest guy in the school according to every girl in Forks. But he also has a reputation. And not a good reputation. The kind of reputation that he got into a lot of trouble. He was a player. And most of the girls in this cafeteria would kill to go out with him.

"What? Why?" Why was he staring at me? Did I look weird? She shrugged but nodded her head to my left. I turned and saw him walking up to me. I shot a glance at Kacey, who looked kind of nervous. I pleaded with my eyes for her not to leave me alone with him.

"Hey. You're Renesmee, right?" He asked. I looked up and nodded. What did he want? "May I?" He gestured to the seat next to me and I nodded again. He sat down slowly next to me. I noticed a few girls staring at us. I shifted my weight nervously.

"I'm Jason," he put his hand out. I shook it and faked a smile.

"Renesmee is an unusual name," he said. What? What was he up to?

"Umm… yeah…" I laughed nervously. "I guess my family's weird." He smiled.

"Naw, it's a pretty name," he said. "So would you maybe… want to hang out sometime?" He asked. Was he serious? Why did everyone want to go out with me? I looked at Kacey to see if she would help me out. She was frozen and her eyes were wide. Jason looked over at her and she snapped out of it.

"Renesmee?" he asked. She looked at me and gave me an encouraging smiled. Why does she want me to go? She knows as well as me that he is a player. I nodded. His face brightened up, and smiled.

"Great! How about this Thursday?"

"Uhh.. ... Sure, why not." I said.

The bell rang and he was off. I had to do this for the sake of mine and Jacob's friendship. I mean, even if it means I have to go out with ...Jason.. I sighed. Kacey and I started walking to our next class and talking about what to wear when Jason comes to pick me up.

"Maybe it's a good idea. I mean, it's only rumors… maybe it can take your mind off of you know who," she encouraged. I nodded and smiled.

"And you're calling me to tell me about it," she giggled and I laughed. My last class, I had without her so I walked down the hallway into Math. Math was easy for me. I was smart. I sat in the back of the class and let my mind wonder. That wasn't a good idea. I thought about him. I missed him. I wonder if it would bother him that I had another date. It probably wouldn't. It never bothered him before. Nothing's changed except my knowing that I like him. I sighed.

I managed to get a few notes down before the final bell rang. I put my notebook away and walked out to see Kacey. She was smiling.

"What?" I asked cautiously.

"He's picking you up, isn't he?" She said. I rolled my eyes. He was. And my heart started to thump again. We walked out the door and Logan came up and wrapped his hand around Kacey's shoulders. Logan's her boyfriend. Yeah, she has a human boyfriend. From what I know their relationship is kind of like my Mom's and Dad's was when she was human. Kacey has to restrain herself.

Kacey is a vampire. She's frozen 16 and has been for 46 years. She moved to Forks about a year ago and met Logan here. They've been together since. She talks about him all the time. But I know that she sometimes has trouble with her thirst around him. Kacey's also a 'vegetarian' vampire, like my family. She doesn't have a gift per say. But she brought her smarts with her. I mean she's seriously smart. It's crazy!

She put her head on his shoulder and I smiled. They were so cute together. He smiled at mean I smiled back. We were friends; but it was more a friendship because my friend was going out with him. Kacey was like my sister. Logan meant a lot to her. I looked forward and saw the Rabbit: Jake's car. My heart skipped a beat and Kacey nudged my arm. Before I could say bye to her, another voice spoke to me.

"See you tomorrow," Jason winked and walked past me. I blushed out of habit and Kacey laughed.

"So much drama," she murmured. "I'm glad we don't have to go through that," she whispered to Logan, who smiled. "See you later, Renesmee! Good luck!" She said and I watched them walk over to their car.

I walked over to the car and got in, throwing my backpack in the back seat. The radio was on playing some song with a drum solo and Jake was rocking out on invisible drums. I laughed and he looked over to me with a wide smile on his face. He turned down the music and started the engine.

"So???" He asked.

"What?" I asked.

"Who was that guy that winked at you?" He asked. Oh! He saw that?

"Umm…. Uhh that's Jason… he asked me out Friday." I said, looking down. I could always talk to Jake, even if it was awkward. He nodded. I could see something was bothering him; he was trying to hide it.