Chapter 2

I reached the school with a couple of minutes to spare thanks to dad's lightning speed. Mom always hated his habit of going at more than eighty miles an hour, but at times like these, it could be useful. Having spare time meant that I could delay actually going inside the building and just sit in the car. I leaned my head back in the seat, allowing the anxiety to engulf me. I desperately wanted the school day to end so that I could go down to La Push and visit Jacob so that he could make me laugh and forget all about my worries.

"Nessie, you're not still nervous, are you?" Dad leaned towards me to ask.

Then again, maybe, if we had arrived a little bit later, I would've had to enter the building straight away, which would've disabled dad to ask me this particular question that I really didn't want to answer.

"Dad, don't worry, I'll be fine, like you said" I answered, endeavouring to make my words sound believable, but my response sounded automatic rather than sincere even to my own ears.

"Renesmee, what exactly are you afraid of?" dad enquired, his eyes- coal black today, as our family hadn't hunted for a while- scanning my facial expression, as I suppose he couldn't really find the answers in my head, as to be honest I didn't have any. I pressed my finger to his white, icy cold brow- a common feature of vampires- so that the images that had been running through my head since last night and all through this morning would replay them selves in his head.

I could tell from his troubled expression that he could see the images that haunted me in my worst nightmares: images of me with blood red eyes, caused by the blood that I had drained from humans that were the mangled corpses surrounding me, and then, all the faces of each member of my family, each person that would be so troubled by my misdeeds. Then, the last image, the most trivial one, but one that worried me nonetheless; me, sitting in the cafeteria, and all my classes without any friends, disliked by everyone, singled out as the outsider that I was born as, unable to fit in anywhere.

I quickly jerked my finger away from dad's brow, after having realised that I had never meant to show dad the last image, but as I replayed all those worries for him, I had become immersed in them, completely forgetting that dad was gazing at these images as well.

"You'd better go inside otherwise you'll be late. We'll talk about this later" dad told me, looking like he was deep in thought, thinking of what I had just shown him, no doubt.

I nodded stiffly, and made to open the door so that I could get out and face what was most definitely going to be the most difficult day of my life but was stopped by the sound of dad's voice:

"Nessie, don't worry too much, you will be fine, I don't see how you can ever doubt that" dad told me quietly, leaning in to kiss me on the forehead before adding: "Please enjoy yourself".

I gave no reply but just averted my face so that he wouldn't see how the fear and anxiety had possessed every part of my brain. I climbed out, and jogged towards the entrance, willing the day to end quickly. I got my schedule for the day and a slip I had to get signed by all my teachers from the receptionist, before making my way to my first class: biology.

I entered the class and tried to make my way to a seat by the window inconspicuously. Well, as inconspicuously as I could with every head in the room inclined in my direction, I sat down by a girl with short, shoulder length, black hair and dull grey eyes. As I sat down, she looked up at me and smiled timidly. She seemed shy, that was good then, she wouldn't jabber on with small talk, forcing me to talk. I preferred to talk when I felt like it and anyone who decided to ignore my feelings would only hear me sinking my fist into them breaking their bones.

"Hello" I said politely to the girl next to me; I wanted to make a good impression on my first day, and mom and grandma Esme were always telling me to remember my manners.

"Hi, are you new here?" the girl asked hesitantly as though I were going to amputate her arm if she said more than one line at a time. Well, if I was angry, then I wouldn't blame her for making that assumption, uncle Emmet was always teasing me about how I'd inherited my mom's temper.

"Yes, I'm Renesmee but everyone else calls me Nessie" I informed the girl.

"I'm Monica" the girl responded, her grey eyes twinkling, turning a more bluer shade, as she smiled at me.

"It's very nice to meet you, Monica" I replied courteously.

"I'm afraid you're in for a long year as the work can get pretty hard, plus we have James Halverson in our class who is the biggest pervert ever, he might try something on you as you're a new girl " Monica warned me.

"I'm sure I'll survive" I answered, fighting a smile at the thought of a pervert ever being a threat to me. Everyone would be pretty enraged if they ever heard of someone daring to even look at me. Uncle Emmet would most likely be excited to have found an excuse to pulverise something, of course he would be angry, and backed up by uncle Jasper and dad who would all be beyond enraged, not that I would be unable to handle a pervert myself.

"Hey there gorgeous" I heard a voice leer at me. I looked up to see an average height guy with dirty blonde hair framing his sharp featured face. He had black depthless eyes, and was rather scrawny. His eyes looked over my entire body hungrily and I suddenly felt furious.

"Uh-oh, looks like James is trying to make a move with you" Monica mumbled in an undertone.

"You sure you're in the right place, because I think I could guide you back to where you belong which is heaven, and I could stay right there with you" James said to me, his eyes, once again, roving every feature of my body.

"If I'm from heaven, then why the hell should I be guided back by some…thing that's just crawled out from the sewers?" I snapped back, infuriated.

James just grinned and took a step forward which just enraged me further which seemed impossible to me before but now it took all my restraint to avoid leaping up from my seat and break every bone in his body. I'd already insulted him and he just refused to take the rejection, now that was crossing the line. I knew that sending one of my class mates wouldn't give a very good first impression. But James continued to come closer and closer to me.

"James, if you don't back off right this instant, then you'll find your back smashing into a million pieces against the gate of hell" I snarled angrily, with so much menace that I saw James falter slightly in his advance, and from the corner of my eye, I saw Monica cower against the window. James hesitated a bit before smiling and leaning over towards me, a detached part of my brain that wasn't frozen over by rage wondered idly if this moron would've dared to make such a move if he caught sight of my uncle Emmet, then again maybe it would be better if uncle Emmet never heard of this; for the sake of all the buildings in Forks.

I was alternating between giving him an agonising Chinese burn or breaking his arm, when I got a better idea, one that wouldn't get me in trouble. I grasped the edge of the table and lifted it so slightly so that Monica wouldn't notice, then I let go of it, so that it fell right on top of James's foot. He yelled in pain and attempted to remove his foot, but ended up slipping and falling sprawled out on the floor, on his back.

"Jeez, what happened to Halverson?" a boy with untidy brown hair asked as he walked in the class, and in front James's feet, who was groaning loudly.

"I don't know, he probably slipped and fell because he was too busy looking at things he shouldn't be looking at" I answered, feeling slightly smug with the fact that the sounds of pain coming from James was because of me.

"Who are you?" the boy asked, finally looking at me, his eyes widening as he did. This wasn't completely unusual; me and my family were used to this reaction from humans. We all appeared beautiful to all the humans.

"I'm Renesmee, I just started here today" I answered.

"It's nice to meet you. I'm Josh" Josh smiled at me before walking towards his seat as the teacher walked in and told everyone to sit down. James managed to peel himself off the floor; he shot me one venomous glare which I returned with even poison. The day after that was quite uneventful, but also kind of relieving as I found that all of my family had been right, my worries seemed quite silly now. Monica was quite cordial and friendly and requested me to sit with her and her friends in the cafeteria, though I couldn't remember the names of all her friends.

I was finally glad when school ended and I was permitted to leave. I really wanted to go down to La Push and visit Jacob, it felt like ages since I'd talked to him. I left the school and walked down to the parking lot to wait for my dad to arrive so that he could drop me off to La push. Yes, my first day at high school was over, and I hadn't had to suffer any pain. I laughed as I realised this, and I didn't want to stop.