Clouded Moon

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2. First Word, Second Time.

Renesmee Cullen.

The bell echoed in the quiet classroom, declaring a break. Other students jumped out of their seats, forcing their books into their bags, and running out of the classroom. I slowly picked up my books and slid them into my bag, zipping it shut and swinging it on my back. Then, I walked out of the classroom.

At ease.

I was not in a hurry. I had no friends, no boyfriend to meet up with. All I had to do was visit my locker to exchange books, and then sit around and study or read.

"ATTENTION STUDENTS!" A voice yelled through the speakers. "WOULD THE FOOTBALL TEAM PLEASE MEET ON THE FIELD? WE HAVE A PRACTICE!"

Ah! Perfect! Jacob was on the football team. Okay, okay, so he's a jock. But I don't mind.

And so, I ran to my locker like the other kids, tossed my no-longer-needed books back in the gray locker, and pulled out others for the next few classes.

Slamming it shut, I once again pushed the metal arch of my lock back into the hole, causing it to securely click.

I rushed out the double metal doors, being pulled into the sunlight. I treaded over to the wooden bleachers, smelling that newly-chopped wood smell that's everywhere in furniture stores. But these bleachers were not new. They'd been here for oh, fifty to sixty years?

It was probably just sandpaper.

The football team poured onto the grass, followed by a loud squeal from the cheerleaders.

My eyes scanned them, and focused on Charlotte, cheering like a psycho. They were in their white and green cheerleading tank tops and miniskirts, with the emblem on the front of the top. Their fluffy pom-poms contained tinsel of green and white as well.

I lost myself for a second, looking at Charlotte again. Her blue eyes were focused on...Jacob. I moved my brown eyes to the same place. Jacob was running already, waving his hand for someone to pass to him. The brown football landed in his palm, and he took off, sprinting towards the touchdown place.

Um... I don't know a lot about football.

"GOOOOO SNAKES!" The cheerleaders shouted. (AN: Only green animal I could think of. :P)

And once again, I lost myself. Everything pretty much went into slow motion, everything else turning pink, other than Jacob's face. Imaginary flowers fell from the sky, and angels seemed to sing in the background. It was just me and Jacob. Just Jacob and I.

A tweet of the high-pitched whistle sounded in my ears, shattering my daydream. I blinked once, coming back to reality.

"GAME OVER!" The coach announced. "Snakes win!"

Everyone laughed. I understood the joke. Snakes win. Everyone was a Snake. Ha.

My daydreams always wasted time. I glanced at my watch, checking how much time I had spent. It had been twenty minutes, and it only seemed like a minute or two.

The boys went back inside to change and shower, followed by the cheerleaders who went to change, followed be me. Nobody.

I walked back to my next class- English- in a daze. I looked down at the teal linoleum in thought, counting the number of black lines on the ground. There were still around five minutes until the end of break.

Two hundred sixty-four.

Two hundred sixty-five.

Two hundred sixty-six.

I saw a pair of black shoes in front of me, and lunged to the side, trying to avoid them.

I was unsuccessful.

I bumped into a... slightly obese guy, who spoke with a deep voice.

"Hey!" he said. "Watch it!"

"But-" I started.

"Shut up!"

"It wasn't my fault. I didn't do anything!"

"I said shut up, nerd!"

And he put a huge hand to my head, pushing me back.

I staggered backwards, and bumped into something. I slowly moved my head up, trying to see what it was.

My eyes met a pair of fathomless brown eyes.

My face went absolutely red. Jacob? Jacob Black?

It was him. He smiled at me. I stared at him. I stepped away from him.

"Hi," he said.

I stared at him in awe. First word, second time.

Then his eyes left mine, and he looked up at the guy who had pushed me.

"Did you just push a girl?" he asked.

"So what?" the guy said, chuckling.

"You don't hit girls," Jacob said. "Nowadays, they are usually weaker than us."

The guy rolled his eyes, and then suddenly lunged at Jacob, his fist balled, ready to punch.

Jacob jumped out of the way. The guy suffered from slight shock that Jacob had avoided his attack.

Quite a crowd had gathered around, chanting "Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Jacob now pulled the guy from the back of his black t-shirt, making him fall to the ground. Then he swiftly moved to his side, positioning a fist to the side of his own head, ready to punch.

The guy was breathing fast, and stared up at the fist in panic.

But Jacob's hand loosened, and he stood up. The fist was a sign of defeat. Jacob wasn't really going to punch him.

Another reason I loved him.

Jacob now walked over to me, back to the panting guy on the floor, who people gathered around, checking if he was alive. Where were the teachers?

"Hey," Jacob said. "Are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah," I stammered. "Um... thanks."

He smiled. "Anytime."

"JACOB!" A familiar high-pitched voice squealed, its owner leaping onto Jacob's back.

"Ow, Charlotte," Jacob said, seeming less cheerful.

"What are you doing with her?" Charlotte asked, talking like I was some kind of rat.

"What's it to you?" I snapped, then regretting it immediately.

Charlotte's face paled, while Jacob's smiled again. Charlotte climbed down from Jacob's back, and came closer to me, her six-inch black heels allowing her to loom over me.

"Well, Renesmee Cullen," she spat the word at my face. "I happen to love Jacob, and you happen to be interfering."

She said interfering as inter-ferring.

"Interfering," I corrected.

She laughed. "Whatever, nerd." And she went off down the hallway, swinging her hips unnecessarily. The crowd started to dismantle.

Jacob frowned. "Sorry about her," he said.

I wanted to ask him. Why did he date her? I wanted to.

Just say it, Renesmee!

"Why do you date her?" I blurted. "She doesn't seem like the kind of person you'd like."

Jacob smiled for the third time. "She isn't," he said. "We're not dating. She just spread this crazy rumour around a couple months ago."

"What?" I asked. "Why don't you tell people about it?"

"It's just a rumour," he said. "They don't do much."

"So... you're not dating?"

"Nope," he said, popping the p.

"Hey! You two!" The principal, Mr. Hamilton, called out to us. "Go to your classes!"

"See ya," Jacob said, walking away to his class.

And he left me with a smile on my face.

One day. Two conversations. Three good things. I talked to Jacob for the first time, got to watch his game, and now discovered he didn't like Charlotte.

This really was the best day ever.

But I had a feeling my life was going to get a lot better.

And I went off to my English classroom with a warm feeling inside me.

Hope you guys liked that chapter better!!

Got a little Nessie+Jake stuff going!! :P

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