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Chapter Two: Uptown Girl (Cover by Glee Cast)

"So who was that kid you were talking to?" Jacob shouted over the roar of the motorcycle, now sitting behind Nessie with his arms wrapped around her waist.

They had traded places when her whining had bothered him enough that he wanted to yell. He had taught her to ride his bike when she was physically around seven, it had quickly developed into her favorite thing to do. It made him smile to remember Bella's face when they had pulled into the driveway with the tiny girl barely able to see over the handlebars.

Nessie gunned it as she reached the edge of town even though she was already speeding. "Who? Malachi? Just a guy that's trying to welcome me into the school. Not that I really want to be anywhere near that damn place."

Her face took on an embarrassed frown. The thoughts of her horrible morning tried invading her brain but she quickly pushed them aside and pushed the bike even faster.

"Whoa easy there," Jake reached out to grab the handlebar over Nessie's pale hand. A sudden shock ran up her forearm, causing her to look back at him. To her surprise, he was looking at her with the same curious expression that she wore.

She couldn't place what she was feeling but it made her cheeks turn a light pink when Jake didn't even bother looking away.

Neither of the teenagers saw the piece of lumber that had fallen off of the back of a truck and was now laying in the center of the winding road up ahead. The front tire hit the log at an angle, going way too fast especially on the slick, recently rained on road. Nessie was thrown from the bike, her muscular body flying through the air.

To a human the sudden accident would severely harm, possibly kill, but Jacob was fast moving.

He had been thrown from the bike too, but had landed unsteadily on his feet. The sharp pains shooting up his left leg didn't stop him from reaching the thin girl before she hit the ground. Well mostly.

Knees scraping across the pavement as she was scooped up into warm arms, Nessie hissed in pain. The grabbed the hair on the back of Jake's head, squeezing her eyes shut to push away the stinging sensations.

As quickly as it had happened, the accident was over. Placing her on her feet, Jacob turned to assess the damage of the bike. He found it just out of eyesight, laying just feet from a tree that would have destroyed it easily. Sighing in relief, he returned to Nessie.

"Are you okay? Jesus you're knees." He winced at the thick streams of blood creeping down her pale calves. Other than the scrapes on her knees and her windswept curls, she looked just as perfect as ever.

Laughing quietly, Nessie winked at Jake. "That was the most fun I've had all day."

With perfect timing, Nessie walked into her fifth hour Spanish class just as the bell rang and to her horror the girl that had insulted her on the way she spoke was standing in her group of barbies. She pushed back a groan, scanning the room for any other face that seemed familiar.

"Hey, Cullen! Sit with us!" Malachi's smooth voice called from across the room, a relaxed grin spreading across his face.

She looked at the group he was sitting with, biting her lip as if she wasn't sure if it was safe to join them. But the other alternative was sitting on the side of the room that the mob of blondes were occupying so she took the seat behind Malachi.

This only made his smile grow until he saw her knees. "Damn, what happened?" Leaning forward to get a better look, Malachi frowned at her.

Without another word he was gone from the room, quickly returning with damp paper towels. Going down on one knee in front of Nessie, he pressed them to her blood covered skin. She watched him do it, not sure how she felt about this newly founded "friendship", if that's what you could call it.

Never having been around anyone except her family, Jacob and his pack of goofy werewolf friends, she wasn't sure how to act. And whatever Malachi was trying to do was just throwing her off even more.

A sudden unwelcome presence raised the hairs on Nessie's neck, her eyes flicking up to meet the blonde from before.

"What did you do to your knees, honey? Did it take too long for him to finish?" The girl was gorgeous, it was hard to deny it, and Nessie could almost see her aunt Rosalie written all over this girl.

It had an angelic quality to it, but not the good kind. The malicious smirk transformed her face into that of a divine figure coming down to wreak havoc and kill all in her path. Both seemed to be true.

Remembering who she was, Nessie smirked back at the girl. "It seems like you would know more about knee damage than I would."

Even she had to admit that the insult was a little harsh, she didn't know if this girl was as slutty as she looked. But from the hoots and hollers coming from the group that now surrounded them, she was sure she had struck the truth right on the head.

This insult didn't seem to faze the archangel, her eyes just gained even more sparkle as if this was a game that she was enjoying excessively. "Ah, so she does live in the real world. I applaud your understanding of my joke. I thought it would go right past your scholarly little brain. I'm Courtland."

A perfectly manicured hand extended to Nessie. To say that she was shocked would have been an understatement. Not that that was something she was going to show to anyone. Letting her cool hand meet Courtland's, their eyes meeting in a silent battle of wills.

"I see that you'll be fun to take down. Not impossible though, you'll be broken by the end of the week. I can't wait to see you run back to your mommy and daddy." If only she knew what said parents could do to her, "Oh and by the way, I wouldn't concern myself with Ky if I were you. He gets boring after a while."

Temper flaring up inside her, Nessie gripped Courtland's hand tighter and stepped closer to her face. "God you like to hear yourself talk, don't you? Run along before you're sorry you even spoke to me."

Suddenly the teacher appeared beside the girls, "Is there a problem here, girls?"

"Of course not, Mr. Liam. We're all just getting acquainted." Courtland smiled sweetly at the teacher before pulling Nessie into a tense hug, whispering into her ear, "I will end you. You'll wish you never crossed me."

This was the last thing that Nessie needed on her first day in the town that was supposed to be a "fresh start" for her family, but yet she couldn't help herself. Hissing through a gritted teeth, Nessie leaned into the other girl's ear even more.

"I'd like to see you try."

The last bell released the entire student body into the large hallways, filling to the brink. Nessie pushed to the locker she had finally been assigned during her sixth hour and dropped her books into the tiny, metal box.

It took longer than it should have for her to get out the doors of the school and as she finally broke free of the doors she saw what was holding everyone up.

Rosalie and Bella were leaning against the shiny, four door Lamborghini sitting in the middle of the parking lot. A picture of perfection, the two women were dressed in clothing by designers no one in this tiny town had ever heard of. Dark Gucci shades covered the strange golden color of their large eyes.

Whispers about the angelic figures circulated through the large group of teenagers. Even Courtland, who stood on other side of the parking lot looked impressed, even a little intimidated.

Nessie stood frozen, her face quickly portraying the horror she felt. How could she possibly get into that car without drawing any more attention to herself than already had? Looking towards the busy street running beside the school, she briefly contemplated walking straight into traffic.

But even she knew that was too drastic of a choice, so she reluctantly descended the stairs to the parking lot.

"How was your day, dear?" Bella asked her daughter calmly, resisting the urge to hug her. It wasn't like anyone knew she was her mother, for that was inconceivable to the human mind, but it still worried her that she was humiliating the young girl. If only she knew.

Quickly snatching the designer sunglasses her aunt was holding out to her, Nessie shook her head quickly. "Let's just go. We can talk later."

Just as she was climbing in the backseat, all hopes of a quick escape were shattered. Malachi ran up to grab the car door before she could open it.

"Were you just going to leave without saying goodbye?" His smile faltered as he saw the two women with Nessie, but only for a moment. "I didn't know you had sisters."

She opened her mouth to correct him but Rosalie stepped in front of her before she could. "Very aggressive sisters that will end you if you get too close. I would watch it if I were you."

Nessie couldn't believe this was happening, especially with such a large crowd watching them. Before thinking, she pushed her pale hand against Rosalie's cold cheek.

Pushing images of home and embarrassment into the blonde's head, she pleaded silently. Turning to look at her niece first, Rosalie got in the car silently.

"I'm so sorry. I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow." Nessie pulled open the car door quickly, almost ripping it off it's hinges. As the door closed she almost hissed at her mother, "Get me out of here."

They spun out of the parking lot faster than was really necessary but it only seemed to impress the students more. An embarrassed and confused Malachi stood right where he had been when Nessie had shut the door until they turned the corner, watching the young girl look at him from the rear window the whole way.

Turning back to face the front of the car, Nessie let her head fall against the back of her seat. She closed her eyes and didn't open them until the car was stopped, despite her mother's pleas to explain what was wrong.

The truth was, she had no idea what was wrong. It had been one of the worst days of her life, but she couldn't put her finger on why she thought so. Sure, Courtland's insults and the unwanted attention was enough to make a day hell, but something about Malachi unnerved her to the point that she was scared to be around him.

Edward was at the car door before the vehicle was even in park, a pissed off but yet still concerned look on his face. "What the hell happened?" He grabbed the sides of Nessie's face, forcing her to look him in his charcoal black eyes.

He must have been hunting when they had gotten within range of his mind reading skills, coming back immediately. His grip was so tight on the young girl's face it was painful.

"You're hurting me." This is all she had to say for him to let go and she made a break for the front door. Everyone was so shocked by her sudden action, no one bothered to stop her and she was soon sitting against her bedroom door.

Thoughts of going back to school the next day caused her breathing to quicken. Trying to get a hold of herself, she threw her head back against the door. She didn't know why she was acting like it was the end of the world, but it was impossible to make herself stop.

Standing on shaky legs, Nessie crossed to the closet to change from the dress she had been forced to wear. Finally in the comforts of her favorite sweatpants and t-shirt, she stood in front of the mirror in her personal bathroom.

Something was different in her face. It wasn't just the change of dramatic makeup, but there was some part of her expression that worried her. It had never crossed her mind that maybe she wasn't old enough to do this, after all she was only seven years old.

Striking out to turn on the sink, she splashed as much cold water on her face and neck as she could before the knocking that she had been dreading sounded at her door. She could sense the presence of her father. For a moment she wanted to let him in and cry on her shoulder like a child, but she wasn't a child.

Running her fingers through her bangs, she pulled the door open. Edward seemed surprised that it had been that easy to get her to let him in, but he could feel her guard instantly rise. "Yes?"

"Would you like to explain to me what happened that has you so upset?" He watched her face transform into that of a rebellious teenager that resented every word that would come out of his mouth. "Or perhaps I should rephrase, tell me what happened."

He had promised long ago that he would do his best to stay out of his daughter's head, but he pushed to listen to her thoughts. To his surprise there were none, just empty space that he couldn't penetrate.

Setting her jaw, Nessie looked up into her fathers eyes in defiance. If he thought he could force anything out of her, he was sadly misunderstood. He must have realized this too, for anger flared up inside of him that never had been directed at the young girl before.

"One day and you've already become someone completely different. I thought you could do this but apparently I was wrong. Your mother and I will be enrolling tomorrow, I simply just don't trust your judgment, you're childish." With that he turned on his heel and left the room.

Even though this was what she had wanted, it felt as though she had been slapped across the face. Fine, if he wanted to call her childish, she would make him a truthful man.

For the first time in her short life, she slammed her door so hard it shook the entire house. If this is what it felt like to be a normal teenager, she didn't want it.

"What do you mean she won't talk to anyone?"

Jacob stood in the Cullen's living room, arguing with Edward like he had so many times before. Above him he could hear a window open and graceful feet hit the roof that Nessie's bedroom led to. He couldn't understand what had happened in the six short hours since he had last seen the young girl. According to Bella and Edward, Nessie hadn't spoken to anyone since she had gotten home and despite Jasper's efforts of calming her down with his powers, she still refused.

He had a growing suspicion that her issues were tied to the guy she had called Malachi and it took all he had not to go find the kid right then. Shoving his fists into the pockets of his cutoffs, Jake cursed under his breath.

"Well you're more than welcome to try Jake. She always seems to open up to you more than us anyway." Bella spoke quietly, slipping her hand into Edward's in an attempt to soften the blow of her words. He had always viewed himself as close to his daughter but even he had to admit that he was nothing compared to Jacob.

A wry smile spread over the werewolf's face, "It's kind of in my job description. Friend, brother, protector-" He cut off the last part because it always made him uncomfortable to say 'lover' in front of the subject of his desire's father.

It still felt wrong to think of Nessie as anything more than the young girl he had promised to love and protect since she was born. Yet he couldn't help the butterflies that filled his stomach when he thought about her loving him in that way.

Edward, reading his thoughts, growled under his breath. "Just go make my daughter happy again."

Saluting the vampire sarcastically, Jake stepping out into the darkness of the back yard and walking around the house until he reached the lower roof that the young girl was sitting on. His hands still in his pockets, he tipped his head back to smile as she sensed his presence.

"I don't want to talk, so you can just go back inside." Crossing her arms across her chest, Nessie glared down into Jacob's warm, brown eyes.

He nodded slowly, pursing his full lips as he stared at the ground. "That's okay. I don't really want to talk to you either." Turning to leave, he smiled at the sounds of the girl scrambling to the edge of the roof.

As he walked around the house towards the backdoor, he could hear her walking along the roof beside him. It was exactly this that had gained Jacob entrance into Nessie's deepest secrets as she had grown. Reverse psychology was one thing that he had perfected when it came to the young girl.

Right before the tall boy reached for the door handle Nessie blurted out, "Fine, we can talk."

"And that's why it was the worst day of my life. You can tell me how stupid I am now." She was curled up beside Jacob on her bed, his muscular arms wrapped around her in a cradle of warmness and safety. It was here in Jacob's arms that she began to calm down enough to see that she really had nothing to be upset about. The entirety of her problems had really been built up in her head to the point that she was just confused.

Both teens having fallen silent, Jacob could hear the steady heartbeat of the half-human. After a while he shook his head at her previous comment, "You definitely aren't stupid. I can't imagine having to go through high school again without the pack. Especially when you've never been exposed to many people."

Nessie sat up so she could look into the brown eyes she loved so much, "I still acted foolishly. I wasn't myself at all today and I don't know how to be around these people. And now I have to have my parents breathing down my neck every day too? How am I supposed to do this?"

"I'll tell you what-" Jake let his fingers stroke her soft, pale cheek softly. "If you can make it through the rest of the week with your chin up and just be you, we'll go to La Push this weekend. The pack has been dying to see you."

Eyes twinkling with excitement, Nessie let her hand hold his to her face. "Just you and me?"

"Absolutely. And I'll talk your parents out of going to school with you. I know I wouldn't want that leech following me around all day." This resulted in Edward shouting a string of curses up the stair, causing Jake's smile to stretch even further.

It was hard to not fall into the old habits of picking on the vampire, even though he knew it probably wasn't the best thing to drag Nessie into. She didn't seem to mind though, her mind was still focused on the trip to see the rest of her "family".

Suddenly wrapping her arms around Jacob's neck, she pressed her soft lips to his smooth cheek. "I love you, Jacob."

If only she knew how much he wanted her to love him the way she was meant to.

The next day wasn't as bad as she had feared, naturally. Her aunts had actually let her walk out of the house in a simple outfit of jeans and layered tank tops. Getting ready hadn't taken nearly as long as it had the day before so Edward and Bella had taken her out to breakfast, but of course didn't eat anything themselves.

Jacob had successfully talked them out of enrolling and Nessie had never been so relieved to walk into a building by herself in her life. After gathering her books from her locker, which she realized was just down the hall from almost every single class she had, she entered the home room where she had met the infamous Courtland.

As if the stars were aligned to make her day the best, Courtland wasn't at school for the day because she had been whisked off by her wealthy parents to Los Angeles for the day. So Nessie was free to sit with Malachi, quickly becoming good friends with the entire group of guys he sat with.

There wasn't much of a difference in being part of this group than the rowdy pack of werewolves that she had grown up around. She quickly got in the hang of being in a normal high school and she soon found out that, without Courtland, she enjoyed all seven of her classes.

Jacob didn't show up to rescue her at lunch but she was actually thankful for the chance to get to know Malachi even more. As it turned out, he was extremely goofy and, even though he was the school "hunk", very down to earth.

But eventually her good luck was bound to end. During a droning lecture in her World History class, the intercom clicked on and a strict, woman's voice boomed through the speakers.

"Please send Renesmee Cullen to the office immediately."

A steadily rising "Ooh" sounded throughout the room as Nessie grabbed her bag and left, confused. Replaying the last two days through her mind, she couldn't find anything that was worth being sent to the principal over. Unless Courtland had decided to play dirty and report their whispered discussion, at which point she should be in trouble too. Right?

The woman with the frightening voice ushered Nessie into a large office with dark, wood paneling that made the room look threatening. In a surprising twist, it was a young redheaded man that sat behind the giant desk in the center of the room.

He had to of only been twenty six at the oldest and even though she had never been drawn to "gingers", Nessie could admit that he was attractive. A pleasant look replaced the quizzical one that had been present on his face before she had appeared in his office.

"Miss Cullen, please sit." Standing as she took a seat in the plush chair in front of his desk, the man reached out to shake her hand. "I'm James Booth. Welcome to our school."

For a moment Nessie had been seriously afraid that she was in trouble, but now it seemed that this was the standard for new students. In the back of her mind though, she still felt like he had different reasoning for bringing her down here. And of course, she was right.

"Unfortunately I've also asked you here because it was brought to my attention by an unnamed source that during lunch period yesterday, you left the premisses without notifying the office and without a parent's consent. There will not be any punishment for it on this occasion because you were not made aware of this, though I presume this rule is in place at every school.

"At any rate, if you will just bare this in mind we won't have any other problems. Does that sound fair?" His face was kind throughout his little speech, making it impossible for Nessie to be offended by the scolding.

Agreeing to follow this rule, she stood to her feet. "Does this mean I can go back to class now?"

"Of course," Mr Booth stood with her, obviously out of habit. "Enjoy the rest of your day, Miss Cullen."

Slipping from the office out into the silent hallway, Nessie grinned wildly to herself. There was no doubt in who had ratted her out and she was almost sure that the fear of the repercussions was the real reason for Courtland's absence.

"That's fine. Two can play at that game." She spoke aloud to no one in particular.

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