Five years later and Artemis resembled a 17 year old. The Cullen family believed that now was a good time for the twin girls to start high school in the twelfth grade. Their last two years until reaching full maturity should be spent making friends and interacting with others before the family had to move away for while, were Carlisle's thoughts.

During the past five years, Renesmee got to know her mate better- of course, no intimacy of any kind was allowed until she fully matured. Edward promised to find out if Jacob tried anything and Jacob swore he never would. However, Jacob and Renesmee's meetings had to happen elsewhere - mainly, Bella and Edward's cottage - because as much as she tried, Artemis could not handle the stench that pierced the air whenever Jake was around and the foul smell made her extremely irritable.* That irritable mood caused a major strain between Artemis and the rest of the family - not to mention as well with the wolves. She lashed out at everyone- including her mom, dad and even Renesmee (with whom she held a nice bond) - but only her parents were able to look past her unintentional anger when she was around Jacob or anyone who had interacted with him or his pack. Only they did not hold it against her. Meanwhile, her strain with the wolves sprouted from accidently hurting the only female from the pack- Leah- while on a hunt.

Artemis had been stalking a whitetail buck when Leah came bounding past, making her rounds on her daily patrol, right when Artemis had pounced, teeth bared and hands ready to tear. When Artemis' body collided with Leah's, they were sent hurtling into the forest floor heavily, scaring away the buck. Artemis' hands had managed to claw themselves into Leah's side but once she recognized what she had hit, she immediately leapt away from the bleeding grey wolf. Artemis rushed to help the girl before a snarling black wolf stood between them. Without thinking, Artemis' hand had extended and she controlled the black wolf to back away. She then rushed back to Leah and willed her to revert her transformation. A naked bleeding girl laid beneath her then, and she ripped her long cardigan off to cover her with it. A shirtless Jacob then appeared, running to pick up his wounded pack mate before rushing off towards the Cullen house. A heavy hand had then landed on Artemis' shoulder, followed by: "You're lucky you're a Cullen- or you'd be dead." Sam had then ran off in his wolf form as Artemis squinted her eyes and clenched her bloody hands.

Since then, Artemis avoided any and all contact with Jake or the wolves, even though she really didn't know either of them personally. She had let the anger from Sam's threat stew within her. And that same anger reared its malicious head when Artemis' walked downstairs to the living room.

Having taken Edward's room, since he now lived in a cottage with his own family, Artemis had been able to catch a small waft of a foul stench. But as she strut down the stairs in heeled leather boots, the smell worsened. Jacob sat on the living room couch.

"What are you doing here?"

Jacob's head snapped up in surprise. Having not seen or spoken to Artemis in a long time, he hardly recognized her. The twin girls weren't so identical in the face anymore. "Artemis?"

"Who else, Stinkbomb?" Her face screwed up in disgust as she walked by the couch towards the kitchen. "Again, what are you doing here?"

Jacob sneered at the insulting nickname. "Well if you must know-"

"I live here S.B., I gotta know why your in my house and not at Renesmee's like usu-"

"As I was saying! I came to give you this." A medium sized package she hadn't noticed he'd been holding, was held out to her, a newspaper bow resting on top.

"What is that?"

"...A present... Ya know, cause it's your birthday...?" He shook the package a bit.

"I know, but why are you giving me a present?"

He heaved a heavy sigh. "Renesmee insisted I be nice and give you one, okay? Now here, take it."

Artemis raised a perfect red eyebrow, accepting the package with a half-smile. "Thanks, Stinkbomb..." She started to rip off the wrapping paper to what seemed to be a book. "This is actually my first present of...the...day..."

Eyes staring at the cover of the book, her heart sunk, before her face hardened. "One Hundred and One Ways Not to Be A Bitch. And Other Social Tips..."

Jacob stifled a laugh. "Do you like it?" he asked with a shit eating grin...

...before his nose was promptly broken by the sheer force of how hard Artemis threw it at his face.

"AAAWW! What the hell!?" As Jacob cradled a bleeding nose, Artemis dashed to the kitchen, pouring a blood bag into a white drinking bottle and dashing back to the living room. She grabbed her school bag and stormed out the front door just as Renesmee entered through the back.

"Jake?! Whats wrong!?" She heard her sister wail as she walked to the Cullen house garage.

Opening the garage, she was met with the sight of a gorgeous Dodge Challenger SRT. Its pristine black paint job and glossy black rims shined in what morning sunlight there was, the dual white racing stripes running down the middle standing out greatly- especially with dark tinted windows. A great big red bow rested on the roof of the car, with a giant tag saying, Happy birthday, Sweetheart! Me and Mom are missing you! ❤. Artemis grinned.

Just then, Renesmee rushed out of the house, immediately spotting her twin in front of the open garage. "Artemis, why did you break Jake's face!?"

Artemis snorted at her sister's exaggeration. "I wish I broke his face! Tell that smelly mutt of yours to shove that book up his ass."

"What book!?" Renesmee shrieked.

"Why don't you ask him!? It'll be the one with his blood and nose smudged on it!" With that, Artemis carefully took the bow off her new car and set it aside, hopping in as Renesmee stormed back inside.

The key hung from the rearview mirror and she eagerly retrieved it, sliding it into the ignition and firing her car up. The Hemi purred to life, tears nearly coming to her eyes from the sweet sound. She shift the gear into drive and sped off down the dirt road that led out the woods to the main freeway. A mile from her new school and her phone rang at a red light. Quickly unlocking her Samsung she pressed it to her ear.

"Hey Dad," she casually said, speeding off as the light turned green.

"Hey, Sweetheart. How's it going?"

"Oh, just on my way to school."

Emmett's grin could be heard through the phone. "I'm guessing you got our present?"

"Hell yeah I did! Dad, this car it amazing! When did you get it delivered out here without me knowing!?"

"Oh, I have my ways-" a smack was heard through the phone followed by a groan of pain. "Okay, your mom has ways. She says Hi by the way."

"Hi, Mom!"

"Hi Baby! Have a nice first day!"

"Okay, thanks! Say, Dad...," she suddenly drawled, already parking in the Forks High School parking lot. She could practically feel the stares from all the surrounding students by their own cars. Artemis was mentally baggering her parents with millions of hugs and thank you's for the near black tinted windows of her car.

"Whats up, Sweetie," Emmett pressed.

Artemis sighed, killing the engine. "When are you and mom coming back from your- what is it- 100th honeymoon?"

Emmett chuckled. "Its actually 20th- and we'll be back from Cabo soon... Why do you ask?"

"Oh, nothing- it's just- I just-"

"Sweetie? Everything okay?" Concern laced his words and Artemis could just make out her mother quietly asking what was going on.

"Yeah, it's just- you know how I don't like being around them all the time..."

"Them being... The family..?"

"Yeah..."

"Artemis, we've been over this- they're your family-"

"I know they're my family! I know I should love and appreciate them all, just like you told me! But goddammit, Dad, they just don't feel the same way about me!"

"Arte-"

"Dad you may not see it, but I do! The heated stares, the not-so-hidden sneers, the straight up yelling at! They hate me! I try to get over my irritance from the wolves' stench but I can't! They all genuinely think I'm a bitch! So much so that they're giving me books on how not to be one!" By the end of her rant, Artemis voice had cracked, tears barely held a bay.

"Who's giving you these books, Artemis?" Emmett asked calmly, though there was an intense rage burning inside him and he was mentally cursing himself for not being there for his little girl.

"Jacob," Artemis croaked, wiping her eyes with grey long sleeve she wore, careful not to ruin her winged eyeliner and mascara. "He said it was a birthday present- it was called: One Hundred and One Ways Not to Be A Bitch. And Other Social Tips...- you know, it would've been funny if- if- ugh, who am I kidding, it wasn't funny at all, Dad." She played with a seam thread of her faded black jeans.

"Please tell me you killed the jackass," Emmett grit through his teeth.

Artemis snorted. "No, but I broke his pathetic snout. There was blood and everything- all over the book he gave me... I threw that fucker at his stupid grinning face." A small smirk curling her rouge painted lips.

"That's my girl!"

Artemis sighed happily. "Well Dad, I've gotta go get my schedule now, okay? I'll call you later on."

"Alright Toughstuff, have a nice first day."

"Thanks Dad, have fun with Mom! See you soon!"

"See you Sweetie!" Rosalie shouted before the line cut off.

Taking a deep breath, Artemis gathered her bag and blood bottle and checked her eye make up. Mentally schooling herself, she prepared for her first real school day other than homeschool with her sister.

"Let's get this bitch over with."

She opened the car door.

* Artemis' little attitude in First Born, explained!...sort of