Okay, here's Misty's chapter. Its AllHuman and it's with Jacob and Renesmee. Don't forget to send us in some chapters!

My first day at a new school. Great. Mom and Dad told me to be myself. Pssht, like that'll get me in good. They don't understand. They were teenagers once, but come on, that was ages ago. They're getting wrinkles. Gross. It's still the same town and everything, but just a new school. They think I need to "broaden my focus and spectrum." Whatever that means. So, going to a Quileute school will help? Alright, let's broaden myself. It wasn't even Mom's idea, Dad had to go and come up with it, go to Esme and Carlisle, get them all for it, and then come and tell her. How could she say no? He mesmerizes her, it's quite disgusting.

"Renesmee Cullen?" The lady who sat at the first desk in the office said.

Was it the fact I'm the lightest person in the school, or did my dad put a tracking device on me? "Yes."

"We have been expecting you. You'll have a great time here, it's very…homey." She hopped up from behind her desk, revealing the plump belly of a middle-aged woman, covered in an unflattering floral blouse. I have been around Alice too much. A striped skirt, really? All stripes do is point out how big whatever it covers is.

Homey? Yeah, great dad, now I can live here. Just what I wanted, a homey high school.

"One of our familiar students will show you around." She whipped around and the lanyard that fell on her chest almost whacked me in the face.

I had to swerve to avoid it. "Okay?"

"Sorry. This thing is crazy." She laughed a throaty laugh that squeaked in parts and reminded me of the ones that you had to be careful with. If she were to laugh too hard, a ventilator might be of use. "Oh," She held her hand out, "I'm Ms. Valencia, you know—"

"Like the orange." I finished with a smile and I took her hand. The name was fitting; she did resemble an orange in more than one way.

We relinquished each others grip and I stood in silence. I was never one to enjoy sitting in the office, it felt too permanent. I would rather stand. A quicker getaway. Not that I have spent much time in the office, I was just—

Ms. Valencia's voice cut my in-head excuse. "Jacob, meet Renesmee Cullen, our new student."

I finally turned around, thinking I would see someone around my height. I was average. There stood this tall oak of a boy with chiseled features and cheekbones and a jaw line to die for. My mouth subconsciously dropped.

He seemed to have the same reaction to me. Not to be conceited or anything, but I knew when a guy was checking me out. Thank you Rosalie. His eyes scanned over my every visible surface of skin, and lingered on my face. At least he wasn't one of those normal high school pigs who linger in places that aren't for lingering.

I felt my face turning red and I tried to make my curls cover the patches I knew were there.

It felt like an eternity before anyone ever said anything. No matter how much I didn't want him to get a big head from me obviously watching him, I couldn't bring myself to release his gaze.

"Jacob Black, Renesmee Cullen. So, now take her around Mr. Black." Ms. Valencia instructed and shooed us out the door.

We both watched the ground as we walked aimlessly down the empty hall. I didn't want to look at him again. I felt like I would get sucked in again. I'm just a Sophomore, he's probably a Senior and he has to have a girlfriend, I mean look at him.

"What's your first class?" I had never heard his voice. It startled me, but in a good way. It fit him. Crap. He was supposed to have a permanently-stuffed-up-nose nasally voice, or an I-just-got-my-toe-stepped-on high pitched whine. It was the perfect mix.

Speak! Don't act mute. He has to hear you too. "I don't know."

You don't know? Are you serious? I have to recover. "I mean I don't…" Think! "Yeah, I don't know."

Jacob, (wow that was the first time I said his name in my thoughts. Putting that one in the memory bank) laughed at me.

"Do you have a schedule?"

"I don't know." Are you stupid? Come on, you have to know something!

"Is that it?" Jacob Black (First time I said his full name…click), grabbed the piece of paper I didn't know I was holding, from my hands. "This…is a schedule." He shook it in front of me.

Wow, what a way to start it off. There is no way he's going to take me to the classes I was assigned to, he'll probably take me to the back room with the hairy janitor and his dirty mop water.