A/N: Everything belongs to Stephanie Meyer. Still. :-(

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Chapter Two

Lunch was nothing special, just like the entire day so far. I didn't have high expectations for my final class of the day: Biology. Luckily, this was the only class none of my family was in. I guess they'll have to live in worry for about an hour a day, hoping that our secret won't be reveled by a mistake I made. As I walked into the classroom, everyone stared. Similar to the way students have all day. I told the teacher, Mr. Warner, that I was one of his new students. He stared at me for a bit, then smiled. "Are you related to the other Cullens beginning today?" he asked. No, I thought sarcastically. We all just look similar, arrived on the same day, and just so happen to have the same uncommon last name. "Yes," I answered back sweetly. Might as well get on his good side, especially for my first day. He reached out a hand, but I declined. I still hadn't master control over my power, though it was getting better. Usually it occurred when I put my hand on someone else's face, but occasionally it would happen with a handshake. When I looked around the small classroom, I saw there was only one seat open, next to boy who kept his face turned from me. I walked quickly to my new seat next the mysterious young man. Apparently, he was afraid of me. I wonder if I had seen him earlier. But from the back of his head, I couldn't tell.

The bell rang all too soon; I still hadn't figured out the mysterious boy. His name, as I learned in the middle of class, was William. In an entire hour, he spoke only once, just to say hello. He had kept his head turned then, too. When I walked out of class, my mother, Bella, caught up to me. She, as any mother would, immediately began asking questions about my day. I have no idea why; she was with me almost the entire day. Me and my mother share some similarities; I had the same milk chocolate brown eyes she had when she was human, and we where almost the same height. My cheeks stayed slightly flushed from the blood in my system that I had inherited from my mother. The only difference was our hair: hers was a dark brown, mine was a bronze color, identical to my father's. I told my mother about the boy William, who seemed to be afraid of me. "Maybe he likes you," she said teasingly. "Don't tell Jake; he'll kill the kid," I said softly. My mother laughed, but it was true. When Jake imprinted on me, he also become overly-protective. As if I said the magic words, my aunt Rosalie drifted over. "Don't tell the dog what?" she asked, in a voice that sounded oddly like wind chimes. Rose and Jake's relationship was still as antagonist as ever. "That a boy in her Biology class likes her." I just rolled my eyes; it was too embarrassing to talk about. Slowly, the rest of my family came over to the parking lot from various parts of the school, and we left. I stared out the window, and saw William looking my way. Or the Volvo. Either way, he was looking in my direction. And for some strange reason, this thrilled me. For the first time, I saw his face. He was handsome, with black hair and piercing green eyes. My heart beat faster than normal, and I realized I liked him back.

When we arrived home, I saw that my grandfather, Carlisle, was still at work. Esme, however, was waiting for us. She wanted to quiz me on my day, too. Everyone but my father asked how I liked high school, but he could read my mind. So he already knew it was boring to me. And that a certain werewolf had some competition for my affections. I just hoped my father wouldn't tell him that part of my day.

The sun had set, and there was still no sign of Jacob. Just when I was about to give up, I heard him walking across the porch to the larger house. For some reason, my father and mother beat me to the door. They both stepped outside to meet him, speaking in hushed voices. I figured it was nothing, so I sat back down. It had been a good thirty minutes when Edward walked into the living room, Bella close behind. They both looked defeated. "What's wrong?" I asked softly. My mother shook her head. "Go back to the cottage, Renesemee," she told me. The look in her eyes convinced me now was not the time to argue. Everyone looked worried, upset even. Rosalie offered to walk me home, and I accepted, even though I could find my way back easily. I knew that if anyone would tell me what was going on, it would be my aunt Rosalie. "Um...Rose?" I began. Apparently she was prepared. "Your wolf has a bit of temper and jealously problem." I smiled. They told Jake about William. "So, why is everyone so worried?" I asked. That was the mystery. "We're here. I think Bella might tell you later." We stood beside the door. "Night, Rose." I turned the knob. "Good night, Nessie." Then she began to run back. I waited. And waited. After about an hour, my mother walked cautiouslyin. "Renesmee?" she called into the darkness. I raced into the living room, where she waited. In five words, she summed up everything. "Jacob wants to marry you."


This chapter was longer than the first.....Amazingly. Anyways, review if you want me to continue.