"I know what you are."

"And what might that be?" he smiled that breathtaking smile.

I looked around to make sure no one was listening. When I saw there was no one I looked back at him and said one word.

"Vampire"

Renesmee POV

"What makes you say that?"

"Well because I'm one well actually I'm kind of one."

He looked at me with confused eyes. "Please elaborate."

Just as I was about to say something the damn bell had to ring. "Oh, um, let me see your schedule. We might have some classes together." As it turned out we did have classes together. All of them except for one. He looked pretty happy about that, so I took it as a good sign.

As we walked toward the building I asked him. "What's your locker number?"

He told me and I almost squealed. Almost. "That's the one next to mine. It's always been empty up until now." I told him.

He seemed pleased. "What a coincidence."

After we had gotten our books from our locker, we walked to English. Class hadn't started yet so the teacher was not in. But everyone else was and as soon as Blake and I came in all heads turned to us. The whispering started when we sat down together at the back table.

He turned in his seat to look at me. God his eyes were so perfect. Wait… he's talking to me! Listen!

"So, would you like to finish elaborating?"

"I would, but I would rather show you and I can't do without having more gossip going around."

"Show me?"

"It's my gift." I explained.

"Oh,"

"So why don't you tell me about yourself? Do you have a gift?"

"Yes, I do. I read minds."

WHAT DID HE JUST SAY?

Just as I was about to say something the teacher walked in and we had to turn around listen.

Mr. Landers had finished his lecture 10 minutes early so we were free to do whatever we wished. Blake and I left the room and went to our lockers while no one was looking. There weren't any people there so we sat against the lockers and I him showed everything. Okay, almost everything. There were some stuff that he didn't have to know about, like the parts about me and Jake kissing and other stuff like daily life.

When I was done he was staring at me like I had two heads. Oh I hope he still likes me, I would just die if he didn't. He smiled a little bit. Damn, I forgot he could read minds. Oh well. He is still staring at me; I wonder what I did wrong.

"What?" I asked timidly.

"This Jacob boy is a… werewolf?" He asked.

Oh that's what this is about. "Yes he is."

"And you're…dating him?" His voice sounded chocked.

I looked up at him and saw a pained expression on his face. "Yes why?"

"Aren't werewolves supposed to kill vampires? They're supposed to be unstable! He could kill you! What is wrong with you? Are you crazy?" He was holding me by the arms and shaking me. It didn't hurt but it wasn't pleasant either.

"Blake, stop!" He let go. Who was he to tell me who I could and couldn't date? This wasn't any of his business. I started to get up but he grabbed my hand.

"Wait I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that to you."

I sat back down. "Why do you care anyway?" I glared at him.

He looked down at his hands and I had a feeling that if he could blush he would have. "I like you, Ressie. I like you a lot." He was still looking at his hands.

I scooted closer to him and put my head on his shoulder. "I like you too, Bla- Wait, what did you just call me?" I looked at him while a grin found its way on my face.

He looked back at me with a grin on his face, too. "Well your name, while it is beautiful, it is also long and that nickname, Nessie" He said the name in disgust. "is used to reference the Loch Ness Monster, something you obviously are not. So I just came up with Ressie."

Well, actually now that I think about, I never actually liked Nessie and Ressie sounds so much better, especially since he made it up. "Oh well I like. It can be our secret nickname. Only you can call me that."

He smiled again "Wait, what about your boyfriend?" he frowned.

"Oh don't worry about Jake. He can't tell me who I can and can't be friends with."

"Alright. Let's go before the bell rings" He stood up.

"Okay," He held out his hand to pull me up and as soon as our fingers touch the electricity began. But it didn't sting. It was a pleasant feeling. I still felt it as we walked hand in hand to class. Maybe it wasn't going to be another boring day at school after all.