A.N- Welp, guess whose back? This guy! Please, please hold the applause I haven't even gotten into the story yet. Oh stop it you're making me blush! Anywho, everybody has a different first day of school. Some are nerve wreaking, other's delightful, and mine boring. Do our two supernatural high scholars have it any different?
Disclaimer- Stephanie Meyers own everything. I just own the new people we happen to meet along the way.
Vittorio POV
I awake with fire in my nose. Ugh, hopefully I get used to this smell. I got up from the coach and went to go find the shower. While walking down the small hallway, I peeped into a room which could have been a small closet that could fit a bed. Jake's scent was the most potent here. This must be his room. How can this big man even fit into this room without feeling claustrophobic? I shook my head and continued my search for the bathroom. After scoping out the rest of the house I found the bathroom and took a long shower. It has been so long since I have properly cleaned myself. The hot water was orgasmic on my body! After I was done cleaning myself, I got out, wrapped the towel around my body, and then realized I didn't have any fresh clothes. What the hell was I supposed to wear to school? I heard Billy laughing with somebody in the kitchen. The voice sounded female. I headed in that direction and found Billy in his wheelchair, chatting with a new women who looked like Jake kind of.
"Good morning," I said, making my presence known. They both looked up startled. The lady version of Jake more startled than Billy.
"Good morning Vittorio. This is my daughter Rachel," he said. I could feel her gaze on me, absorbing the image before her eyes. I mean if you saw a young, muscular boy with white hair and deep purple eyes in nothing but a towel on, dripping wet, you'll gaze at him too. It didn't really bother me. I was used to the stares. I enjoyed the stares. You don't see many people with my skin tone; have purple eyes and white hair.
I smiled at her. "Hello, I'm Vittorio, nice to meet you Rachel." She continued to stare, but it wasn't in a drooling way. More like she was confused and trying to figure me out.
"Rachel, Paul's imprint, and Jacob's older sister," she said. "What are you exactly?" she asked me bluntly. Her question caught me off guard.
"Rachel!" Billy said, chastising.
"No its okay," I laughed. "I'm a werewolf or what you call "Children of the Moon," I said answering her question.
She nodded. "Well, some of Jake's clothes should fit you. Go find some and put them on please," she said, unfazed by what she saw before her. I was completely taken aback. No female has even been so blunt to me. Even with me in just a towel, it clearly had no effect on her like it would with any other girl. And what was that about Paul's imprint? What is an imprint?
"Will do, thank you," I said heading to Jake's room. After peering around in Jake's closet I could tell we clearly don't have the same taste in clothing, but it will have to do until I went shopping on my own. How and when I'll do that I have no clue. It's not like I have any money. After I found some suitable clothes, I went back out to the living room to find Jacob was back from where ever he was.
"Wassup Vic!" Jake exclaimed in a good mood for some reason.
"Good morning Jake. Where were you if you don't mind me asking?"
"You know, here and there, everywhere," he said with a smirk. He's hiding something, but what? Even though it's not my place to know I was still curious.
"But I did get you some breakfast," he said tossing me a container filled with pancakes. It has a hint of something sweet, it tickled my nose. It was a scent that I recognized as vampire. Why was Jake around vamps? Something just wasn't right.
"Thanks," I said taking a bite. Despite the scent they tasted like heaven! I would have to think the cook myself, even if they were vampire.
"So what's the move for today Jake? And oh I've met you're sister, Rachel. She's very peculiar," I said in between bites, my eyebrows rose. She was only peculiar because she didn't gawk at my beauty. Every female wanted me somehow. What made her so different? Maybe today isn't my day?
"Rachel's here?" Jake asked. He headed towards the kitchen. I followed suit and got there in time to see him lift her up and spin her around. My heart broke. That single act made me miss my sister so much.
"Jake if you don't put me down I'm going to puke everywhere," she said. Jake laughed and set her down. She held onto the table to steady herself.
"I've missed you too Jakey," she said. "And I've also meet your friend of yours. Where did you find him at? He's very weird and I've never seen that sort of arrangement of features on any person." For some odd reason I felt offended. Of course, she's never seen anybody like me, but the way she said it made me seem like I was an outcast to all society.
Jake shook his head at his sister. "Be nice, Rachel. He'll be staying here for now on and attending school. Not on the Res but the same school Bella went too," Jake told his sister. Who was this Bella character?
"Speaking of school Jake, when does he start?" Billy asked.
Jake looked at his watch. "He starts in about 15mins actually. Are you ready?" he asked me. I nodded. I had to get away from Rachel. Maybe she just needed time to mole over my looks then she'll come to her senses. We headed out and gotten into an old car. Well really it wasn't old but I've never seen it before so it was old in my book.
We were on the road when Jake started talking. "Look I want you to do me a favor," he asked, his tone serious.
"Sure what is it that you need?"
"There will be this girl in most of your classes. You can't miss her. She's breathtaking. I want you to look after her for me. Make sure she doesn't get bothered by anyone. Don't tell her I told you this or that will be problems in the future for both of us," he chuckled. "But stay in the background, be her friend and all that other stuff. She really wanted this and I want high school to be great for her." The way he was talking made him seem like he was in love with this mystery girl. Why would a 24yr old be in love with a high scholar? If that doesn't scream pedophile I don't know what does then. But I went along with it no questions asked about it.
"Okay Jake will do. Do I get to know her name?" I asked. "I have to at least now the girl's name I'll be playing guardian angel too."
"Nope, I want you two to meet officially. I don't want you going up to her already knowing her name. Then she'll know something is up," he replied. His logic made no sense but I didn't care either way. I was good at approaching girls.
We arrived at the school with 5mins to spare. It was nothing grand and looked kind of beat down. The bricks were turning into a rusty red color, the ceiling looked ready to collapse on every student there. It had a creepy feel to it too. Liked the past students that died used this area as a home base. Something just didn't sit right with me about it. I sighed. This is where I'll be spending my junior year at, good ole Forks High. I should be more optimistic. If it wasn't for take and his 'connections' I wouldn't even be here, so for that I'm grateful.
"Okay, you have to pick up your schedule from the main office, which seems to be in that direction," he said, pointing to my right, where a sign read Main Office. I said my goodbyes and headed and headed to the office. Once I got inside the office I instantly regretted getting out of the car. The layout was so boring. The air just screamed with people not wanting to be here. There was no type of excitement. I mean nobody was happy about school but come on! The office staff seemed to hate their jobs and the students at that. Like the students picked their jobs for them and they hated the decision. I had to get out of here. I approached the counter and a seemingly nice lady appeared. She had a name tag that read Ms. Greene.
She greeted me in with an unattractive nasally voice. "Hello, young man how can I help you," she asked me.
"I'm Vittorio Black." I used Jacob's last name like he told me to keep up appearances, in case he had to show up one day. Identification appeared on her face at my last name.
"Ah, Mister Black. Here's your schedule," she said after picking through some papers and handing me a sheet of paper. "You should find your classes pretty easily, and if you can't please don't be afraid to ask around. I'm sure anybody would be willing to help you." Duh, just look at me.
"Thank you and will do," I said as I exited the office. After that everything else seemed to progress pretty boringly. I still have yet to meet this mystery girl Jacob was talking about. But I was only in my second class of the day, which happened to be pre-calc. A subject that was not particularly hard in the slightest. I was in a higher math back at my old school, so I barely felt the need to pay attention. I dozed off a couple of time of times and got stares from my teachers, but I didn't care. If I was going to get through high school I need some kind of excitement. The only good thing that has been happening since I've gotten in the building is the girls. With my sensitive hearing I could hear every little word they said when I walked pass. Before second period I heard some girls talking about me and I couldn't help but pay attention.
"Omg he's so gorgeous!" One girl said to her friends while I was at my locker.
"Have you seen his eyes?! They're like a purple void that I wouldn't mind getting lost in forever," one of her friends said, dreamily. I giggled at that one.
"Forget the eyes, his hair is life! It's just so perfect, so white. It's like snow! I just want to touch it and play in it and ugh. I want him," her other friend said. They were pretty girls but not my type. They were so plain and basic that it would be boring just to engage in conversation. I mean I enjoyed the looks, the whispered words of my perfection, but I also enjoyed a good conversation that didn't involve me at times.
Second period seemed to be ending and apparently I had the first lunch out of two before I had to my third period. Once I've gotten in line and paid for the food I've gotten with some money Jake gave me I found an empty table, close to a set of windows and proceed to eat my food and gaze out into nothing. And that's how I found my mystery girl. I was listening to everything around me not really focusing on one conversation when I heard the two boys, three tables down, talking about her.
"Have you seen her?" a guy named Todd asked his friend.
"No man, but I heard about her. I hear she's better looking than the goddess of beauty herself," his friend, Jeff said. Hm I doubt it. I've realized that high scholars liked to exaggerate on stories to keep them more interesting. She was probably just basically pretty as the females that gossiped about me. Nothing serious.
"Oh man, she's the type of girl you wouldn't mind ruining your future for. She has long bronze hair that hangs down to her waist, such clear ivory skin, and she smells ah-maz-zing!" he said, enunciating each syllable of amazing. My curiosity sparked then. Clearly she can't be this amazing.
"I even hear she has this lunch, bro," Todd said.
"No way where is she? Where is she then," Jeff asked, breaking his neck to look for this over-exaggerated beautiful girl.
"Dude she's over there by herself," Todd said pointing his head in her general direction. Curiosity won over. I had to see this girl, to prove my suspicions about high school gossip. At the moment I found her table she turned around and looked me in the eyes and I stopped breaking. Jeff and Todd weren't exaggerating. This girl could make Aphrodite jealous. Their description of her just didn't do her justice. Her bronze girls hung, like a sea down her back, her skin seeming to glow like alabaster. I couldn't pick up her scent exactly but there was a sweet scent coming from her direction. Her eyes the sweetest of browns, such knowledge wedged behind them. She was just as Jake said, breathtaking. I would be more the happy to be this girl's guardian angel; I would be her second skin. I have to meet her; I have to get to know her. And at that moment the bell rung and she got up to leave. I didn't want her to leave though. I hoped we had a class together. I dug out my schedule to see which class I had, and it was AP English 11. That's a bearable class.
I pulled up a sit and the back or the room, by myself and put my head down. And that's exactly when my mystery girl walked in.
Renesmee POV
School has been pretty exciting! I meet a lot of kids in my first 2 periods before lunch. There was this one girl in my pre-calc class first period who I could see being my best friend. Her name was Beth. Pretty out dated name but Beth was very pretty. She had short brunette hair, with freckles all over her face. She was average height, me being just a few inches taller than her. And she was very animated. When she talked something else had to be moving on her body, either her hands or her eyes, anything. She could talk for what seemed like days too about anything. We were talking to each other like we've known each other for years when actually it's only been a few hours. We shared two blocks together that I've known of so far. There was one conversation that sparked my interest apparently about some boy with white hair and purple eyes.
"So like omg have you've seen the new boy?" Beth asked me second period, her hands flying to her face eyes bulging.
"No, should I have?" I asked her back. I didn't even know my way around the school. I didn't have time to be looking around for any person in general. But apparently this guy seemed to be causing a lot of gossip her first day. I could her two other girls that sat behind us, talk about him too.
"You couldn't have missed him! He's sooooo gorgeous! I just want to eat him up," Beth said seductively. I had to laugh. No human boy would ever want me to eat him up, literally. Human girls have it so much easier I see. They don't have to worry about being too fast or too strong when with each other. They also didn't have to worry about razor sharp teeth when kissing. I sighed. I've never even been kissed in that sort of manner. I envied them.
A few minutes later, the bell rung cutting off Beth mid-sentence. I winced. My sensitive hearing made it seem like I was right next to the bell. I was grateful, even though Beth was still talking over the bell and I could hear her perfectly like the bell wasn't ringing, it gave me an excuse to leave. I didn't want to hear all the sexual things she wanted to do to this guy. I checked my schedule to see which lunch I had again. I had first. Beth had second so I'll be going in alone, I headed towards the cafeteria. As I was walking I heard two guys talking about me at their locker. I rolled my eyes. I've been gossiped about too since I got in school, just a bunch of immature guys, with their immature minds. I shook my head. I don't even know what they find so attractive in me. I'm plainly ordinary. Well besides the hybrid part. I'm not seemingly attractive, in my opinion. Even though my whole family gushes over how beautiful I am. I don't see it at all.
I headed into the lunch line and picked up the first thing I touched. I wasn't really hungry. I found an empty table and sat down. I picked up a faint scent that wasn't very pleasant. I didn't think much of it, just a boy with bad hygiene. I listened to the noise around me, since I had nothing better to do. My name popped up a lot. Mostly by hormonal boys, wishing I was their girlfriend. Some even placed bets to see who could get my number. But it didn't seem like any of them had the guts to approach me. Another conversation I heard was centered on this guy Beth was talking about. Apparently he had this lunch, and every girl in the cafeteria was fangirling.
"There he is!" one of the girls said. I focused in on their conversation, specifically.
"He's just so dreamy. The way he sits by himself makes him look so mysterious. I wonder if he wouldn't mind me joining him?" her friend said, but she made no move to walk over to where he was.
"I wonder where he's from. I've never seen such white hair and his eyes," the first girl sighed adoringly. "Have you ever seen such beautiful purple eyes? Have you ever seen purple eyes in general? I wonder if there contacts?" Beth was right; he was the gossip around school.
"He has such a pretty skin tone. I'm jealous. Doesn't look like acne has ever touched his face, so clear," her friend said. I had to see this guy for myself. Maybe I'll understand why ever female in school had to talk about him. I knew he was seated by himself, by a pair of windows like me, but all the way on the other side of the cafeteria. No matter the distance I'll still be able to see him like he's right in front of my face. I turned in his direction, just as he turned to look at me. I was stunned for a minute. This guy was gorgeous indeed, with his shocking features, but my instincts screamed he was dangerous. Something about him just didn't sit right with me. And ever since I started training with Jasper I've learned to trust my instincts. There's more to this guy that meets the eye. I can feel it. These girls clearly couldn't they were all mystified by his looks. Given he was different, not your average being. I could understand the attraction but I didn't feel it. The lunch bell rung, which signified first lunch, was over. I gathered my belongings and left. I was at my locker when one of the boys from that lunch table approached me. His heart was beating real fast, out of nervousness.
I felt a tap on my shoulder; even though I knew he was there I have to keep up appearances. "Um, your Renesmee right," he asked me. I turned around. He wasn't bad looking really. But I wasn't attracted.
"Yes, I am. And you are?" I asked him bluntly. His resolve wavered.
"Johnathan, pleased to meet you. Sorry to bother you at your locker but I was wondering if I could get your number?" he asked me. I didn't have an easy way to say no. I've never been in this type of situations. But I have seen it in lots of tv shows. So I copied what they did when a guy they weren't interested in asked for their number.
"Sorry I have a boyfriend," I told him. I gave him my best apologetic look.
"Oh does he go here?" he asked. I don't know why it mattered but I answered him anyways.
"No not exactly, he goes to a school at La Push," I told Johnathan. Everybody knew about the La Push guys they were very muscular, not somebody you wanted to mess with.
"Oh, okay," understanding coloring his voice and he walked away. I felt kind of bad but at the same time I didn't. I can't be involved with any human romantically. They would be at risk with the Volturi and I could never change them. I sighed. I looked at the clock on the wall and realized I was going to be late to my third period. I cursed Johnathan. I check the halls and looked for any cameras. I was in the clear. So I speed to my next block making it in half a second. The teacher wasn't there yet, which was good. But the room gave off a horrific odor. I stepped in the room and all eyes were on me, except one pair. He had his head down. But I knew who he was by his hair color. An involuntary hiss asked my lips. Too low for human hears but his head popped up. Strike one. I knew something wasn't right about him, but what? His seat was the only one open, so I had no choice but to sit next to him. While I walked back to his table all eyes were on me. I ignored them focused on this boy. Trying to figure out what to do once I was there. Do I sit in silence or do I get close to him and try to figure out his secret? I can just feel that he's hiding something and it only made it worse that my instincts screamed danger. I took my seat next to him. Then he spoke.
"Hello, neighbor I'm Vittorio," he said. He seemed nice but still dangerous. He his blood was giving off the worse scent ever.
"Hello Vittorio, I'm Renesmee, nice to meet you," I said with a fake smile. To figure out his secret I had to be inviting. That was the most we got out before our AP English teacher walked in. He was a balding man with bad teeth and went by the name of Mr. Poe. He seemed like an intelligent man, to everybody else. But to me he was extremely ordinary. I knew more languages then he could even hope to remember, but I had to keep up appearances. Passing would be easy. If I didn't become an A+ student it will all be my choice. Vittorio seemed utterly bored and put his head back down. Seems my partner may be a slacker. I hope he didn't expect to cheat off me.
After third period ended, I went to my final period which was Culinary Arts. I was just an elective I wanted to do, something that didn't really involve too much thinking. Plus I've seen how much Esme enjoyed cooking, even though she could never taste her food, I wanted to see if I could find that same enjoyment. I meet a couple of nice guys and girls. Nobody in particular caught my interest like Beth did but I could see myself really enjoying my 4th period and some of the other students.
After I gathered my material I left to school to wait for whoever was coming to pick me up. Given I could of ran home through the forest but too many humans and it would arise to many questions. I started to scan my surrounding not knowing what I was looking for in particular. I heard someone call my name and I turned to see it was my mother. I frowned not because it was my mother but because I didn't find whatever I was looking for. I walked over and gotten into the car.
"How was your first day sweetheart?" my mother asked me while we pulled away from the school. I told her about all the gossip about me and about Beth.
"She's so animated and a real chatter box. She could talk for hours about anything. She's really pretty too and I can see us being real good friends," I told my mother.
She laughed. "She reminds me of my old friend, Jessica, when I went to Forks High School," my mother said. I didn't mention Vittorio though. He was my mystery to solve. My mother, just like everybody in my family, was a real fast driver. We were back at the main house in less than 7mins.
"Mom, I'll be right back. I going to the cottage to change out of my school clothes," I told her after we exited the car.
"Okay honey, be safe," I nodded and took off into the forest. Once I got to the cottage, I went into my room and checked into some sweats. I wanted to just relax and sweats are always perfect for that. I added an old shirt to my outfit and ran back into the main house. I saw that Jake was here and I instantly jumped with glee. I also smelled a horrible smell that I knew belonged to one person. What the hell was he doing in my home?! I growled. Who is the rotten, smelling boy? I was livid. I ran into the house to see Vittorio chatting with my family, having a good time like he knew them for centuries. My body coiled to spring...
A.N- Nooo Nessie! Hopefully she doesn't hurt him too bad...How did you like their first days at school? I tried to make Vittorio come off as cocky. Hopefully I did it justice. But please read and review! And if you have any questions PM me I promise I don't bite...hard.
