Good Ol' Fashion Nightmare

Lost Teeth Like White Jewels of Some Kind

Petty Thief for Penny Crimes

And We All Yell…

I'm singing along to Matt & Kim in my beat up red pickup truck. It was my moms when she was my age. Charlie thought it would be a good idea to pass it down to me, and one day pass it down to my daughter, who in return will pass it down to hers. Don't ask me how I know I'm going to have a girl. I simply do. Girls seem to run in the family.

Ok so the jog didn't exactly help like I thought it would. If anything it just enhanced my curiosity. Which we all know killed the cat. I don't need to end up like that cat, so I'll try my best to just forget about the whole thing.

Easier said then done.

I tell myself there is no reason for me to fear this dream. Reality and fiction don't mix. The wolf isn't coming for me. It's just a regular animal. Not to mention I was bound to see one anyway. They're always out in the mornings. When prey isn't alert. There a plenty of wolves in Forks, and tons have red tint fur with brown eyes. It's not exactly uncommon. I really needed to get a grip.

I pull into Forks high parking lot, turn of my engine, and sit for a bit. Watching the students scurry a crossed the black pavement trying to escape the cold. Sometimes I felt like this place was more like a nursing homethen a high school. Nothing ever happens here. No drama. No getting caught with pants down in the school facilities. Hardly no fights. We have that one occasional pot head, but other then that everyone kept to themselves. Strike that, maybe a nursing home is more interesting.

I hop from my truck and start toward the front doors of the building were my best friend Ivy was waiting for me.

She had inky black hair cut short at the shoulders, and light skin. Her eyes were an emerald green. I thought she was a beauty, but I guess her flaw would be all face no body. She was pretty tiny giving her the impression of a thirteen year old then a seventeen young adult. A smile grew a crossed her face as I approached her. I smiled back.

"Hey girl! What's up?" She asked as we entered the school hallways. White walls with blue lockers. Grey waxed floors. Weaving are way through jocks, nerds, goths, and fakes.

"Still having sexy fantasies about a certain someone?" Ivy waggled her eyebrows in my direction. I sighed. She was completely convinced that the man I've been dreaming about was Seth, even though I told her they only look similar but definitely not the same person. Seth had short hair while this mans was straight and hung slightly above his shoulders. He also looked older then Seth with more muscle.

"It's a wolf Ivy there's nothing sexy about a wolf." I retort.

"Ok well you said yourself that when you looked up those people were no longer there, but a wolf instead. And when you looked into it's eyes you saw yourself naked." She gave a me a cheeky grin at the last part. "So all I'm saying is that the man is probably the wolf, and you're his bitch."

I slap her on the arm playfully. "Shut up!" I say trying to stifle my laughter.

She giggled with me. "You know you wanna be." She teased.

I blushed. "No Ivy I really don't."

Or did I?

I open my locker and being to take out folders and notebooks for the day when suddenly Ivy leans over to whisper in my ear.

"Boy Toy two o'clock."

She shuffles past me, as I turn to look in the direction she was leaving.

There, walking down the hallway was Seth. Looking good as usual. Short dark hair, clear russet skin, a lean yet muscular body. I try not to drool. Seth lives on a Native reservation with his mom and sister, yet he chooses to go to Forks even though La Push has it's own school system. Not that I'm complaining.

Seth has no idea of this dream I've been having. I couldn't possibly tell him that I'm thinking about sleeping with another guy! He would freak. Even if technically he isn't my boyfriend. He's still pretty possessive.

His pace slows as he spots me, giving me a boyish grin. He still had a cute baby face I couldn't help but love. He leans against my locker shutting it. He pushed his coat aside, and shoved his hands into his pockets in a seemingly casual gesture. Shifting his body slightly blocking me from the rest of the hallway. I like to think he was claiming his territory. Hey a girl can dream.

I flawlessly perform the first step of innocent flirtation. I tilt my chin down, then glance up through my eyelashes.

"Hey." I say in a tone more girly then attended.

He responded by moving in a step, the invitation to touch, by quickly running a single finger down my cheek.

"Hey." he mocked me.

Unreal

Ok now I officially feel like a loser. I roll my eyes and start to turn away when he grabs my hand, pulling me back to face him. He laughed.

"Oh come on I'm just kidding."

"Thanks." I say in a dry voice.

There were times when Seth could be the best friend ever. There were times when he would kiss me in public or hold my hand. There were even times when he took me out on dates. This was the Seth I liked. The Seth I knew as a child. The Seth I desperately wanted to call mine.

And then…there was the Seth that treated me like a dork. The Seth you were lucky enough to meet just now. Which I guess I haven't the right to be mad. Seth made it very clear he just wanted to be friends. Yeah, friends that still fooled around when Charlie wasn't home. He says he's to young to settle and that we should see other people. I say it's not like we're getting married. I simply want to use the title boyfriend. Sometimes I feel like I'm selling myself short waiting for him to come around.

"Babe don't be mad. I thought we could see a movie tonight." He reached down to touch my cheek again. Slower and more sensual then before. Letting his fingers gently brush against my lips.

I melted.

"Sure. Charlie is working late tonight so it should be fine."

He inches closer. He's practically on me by this point, and I could feel people starring.

"Well then screw the movie lets let's go back to your place."

Romance ruined. Seth was too blunt. I loved and hated that about him.

"Well…a movie sounded kind of nice." I say hoping he'll go for the offer.

But instead his face simply goes blank as his voice drips with a bit of irritation.

"Fine." He says. "Pick you up at eight."

He moves past me and continues down the hall, not even looking back. Not even saying bye.

Damn it.

Ivy slips out the girls restroom right on time. I'm pretty sure she's been watching the whole scene.

"That didn't seem to end well?" She says it more like a question. Wanting me to fill her in. I shove the last of my stuff into my backpack and walk with her down the hall to our first period.

"I think he's pissed because I'd rather see a movie then makeout."

Ivy snorts. "Well excuse him! He has no right to be pissed it's not like your dating him, and we all know whose fault that is." Ivy wasn't the biggest Seth fan. She says he's still too immature, which I can agree with. But she knows he makes me happy, so she puts up with it.

I sigh. "I know I know, I just don't like it when he's mad."

"Oh come on Ren you always give in to what he wants. If I were you I wouldn't even be speaking to him right now until he gave me a clear answer on what our status was. The more you let him take advantage of you the more he will."

Whoa ok that was a big word. Advantage. Seth wasn't taking advantage of me. He never forced himself on me, I let him. And besides…sex was a two way street. I wanted it just as much as he did. Come to think of it, if this situation was the other way around, I'd be just as pissed. If not more!

"Ivy it's fine alright. I have everything under control."

Part of me knew she was right, but the other part thought she was damn near crazy if she thought I was no longer going to talk to Seth.

She gave me a slight frown as we opened the door to first period.

Math. Great.

We take our opposite seats along the classroom. Her sitting on the far right near the door. While I sat to the far left in the back near the windows. Great spot for not paying attention and getting away with it. Also great since the teacher would sometimes for get I was even there.

While the teachers back is turned I quickly pull out my cell and type a quick message to Seth.

Hey strike what I said earlier. We can always watch a movie at my place.

Ok so I caved. Don't judge me. I just can't bare him being upset with me. Not even a minute later I got a message back saying,

That a girl! See you then ;)

Not a thank you for changing your mind Renny. Or a sorry for acting like such a dick. Just a That a girl. Like I knew what I was good for. Alright now I'm pissed, but it's too late to call the date off now. I have to deal.

Once the bell rings Mrs. Stark starts class. She rambles on about imaginary numbers and always remembering to break down radicals. I'm not paying the slightest bit of attention, which will probably hurt me in the long run.

I'd be lying if I said I cared though. I gaze out the window into the forest a couple yards from are school. Nothing much going on outside either. Usually you see deer grazing on leaves and grass, or squirrels playing tag in the trees. Nothing. Ugh. What a boring way to start the day.

I shift my attention back and forth between the window and what Mrs. Stark was writing on the chalkboard. I jot down a few notes here and there but stick to sketching a picture of the wolf I saw near my trashcans this morning.

God why couldn't I let it go.

I'd tell myself to forget but here I was again obsessing like a lunatic! If I just knew what it all meant. If I just knew who this man part wolf was. Oh wait! So do I think he's part wolf now? I try not to laugh at myself. Yeah because that's possible.

The rest of the day seemed to be a repeat of first period. I would zone out inside my head and continue to put indiscreet answers together on what my dream could mean. While giving Ivy a quick hug goodbye and walking back to my truck I replayed my idea's over again.

One. Maybe it's not that I'm in love with the man but intrigued by him. Maybe I need to know something that only he can tell me. Man but that doesn't really explain the sex part.

Two. Ok so maybe I do love him, or at least love his bod…ok that just makes me sound like a whore!

Three. My favorite. This is all something my brain put together to entertain itself while my eyes where closed. Reasonable.

Four. My least favorite. This man is dangerous…and is coming after me.

Number four is what I'm afraid of.

I climb back into my truck and pull out of the parking lot. I needed to get home quickly so I could clean my room, take a shower, and maybe order a pizza before Seth arrives. I'm on the road by this point and tell myself I'm not going to let this stupid dream ruin my night. I'm going to push it into the deepest, darkest corners of my mind and leave it there. I will fret another day. Right now I'm going to act like a normal teenage girl, and get excited about the hot guy that's gonna be over in a few hours.

I let a smile creep a crossed my face. Now this was a good way to end the day.

My moral values are seriously in questioned. That's what I'm thinking when suddenly something jumps out in front of my car. Oh god please don't let it be a deer! I panic instantly.

I'm not good with panic.

I slam on my breaks immediately and make a quick turn to the left, avoiding the ditch on my right. At least I was somewhat still thinking straight. My truck spins, slides toward the trees. Something tells me that this truck wasn't made for this much excitement.

Swearing, I counter steer, bring it back under control, and pull slightly back on to the side of the road. Too close.

I see my skid marks left of the road, going in all sorts of directions. Good thing nobody was behind me. I get out of my truck and slowly step onto the road. I fear the worse. I hit some poor innocent creature and now it's dead probably laying lifeless in the ditch.

But what I do see is something completely different.

I see the same wolf from earlier, standing straight in the middle of the road watching me. It doesn't move. It looks into my eyes, no more like my soul. And as you can imagine I'm putrefied at the moment.

I couldn't scream. I couldn't move.

I could only stare back at it. With same look of confusion I had on my face earlier this morning.

The wolf as if losing it's interest trots back into the forest. Same way it came out. As if he was reminding me. Telling me…

"There's no way in hell I'm going to let you forget this nightmare."

Ok well there is chapter two. I kind of wanted to make this chapter a bit more about Seth and Renesmee's relationship. Just so everyone could make an opinion about him.

Reviews are welcomed J

DICLAMIER: I do not own Matt & Kim's "Good Ol' Fashion Nightmare.