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I got my sights set on you and I'm ready to aim
I have a heart that will never be tamed
I knew you were something special
When you spoke my name
Now I can't wait to see you again – Miley Cyrus
Nessie POV
"Now that everyone is here and safe we can talk about this," Carlisle said calm as usual even in the middle of possible danger. "Seth cam over later to tell us they found a pile of vampires in the middle of the woods burning in fire."
I heard a few what's and how's around the room. It was early morning and I was ready to go to school but grandpa told me to stay a few minutes longer before I left. He wanted to say something.
"We don't know who or how many there might be or who they're after. Seth said something about one of the vampires being from the Volturi guard. He took me where they were and took a look at myself. There were almost six vampires stacked on top of each other burning. The one on top was from the Volturi and the rest might also be from the guard but it was Renata who was on top of them all," he finished.
"Isn't she the shield or something?" I asked. "Wait a sec whoever killed her means they are immune to her or something?"
"Exactly, not a lot of people can get past a shield," daddy said.
"Ness you're going to be late go to school and we'll discuss this later," she said.
"But mom," I protested, "I should be here to discus this if it has to do with my family."
"Yes but you're the only one who hasn't gone through high school and who is going to be late so go," she said.
I grabbed my keys and stomped my way out of there. It wasn't fair to have a teenage mom who will forever stay young like her husband. They had all gone through both high school and college many, many times except for me of course. Dad always talked about having the High School Experience and all but honestly I didn't want any of it.
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The morning passed by quickly and before I knew it was P.E. I dreaded this class every day of my high school experience. I didn't get my mother's clumsiness thankfully but I couldn't run as fast as I could, jump as high as I could or lift as many weights as I could. Instead of all that I had to act like I was OK at P.E.
"Stella," you missed lunch," I overheard Evyn talk to Stella in the locker room.
"No offense but I don't talk to people who one: talk behind my back and act like they didn't the next day. Two: think I had plastic surgery and three: think I'm stupid," her voice was bitter and mean she grabbed her bag and left.
"What was that?" Evyn asked.
"Hey remember what you said what you say goes around and comes around," see you later. I got my bag and walked out.
"Stella," I yelled out for her.
"What do you want?" she said her voice wasn't as sharp anymore.
"Nothing thought we would walk to class together," I said nicely.
"I don't need you to be my friend if you don't want to," she said.
"But I wouldn't mind," I said. I glanced at her arm and a dark circle on her arm.
"Alright," she said. Her voice wasn't edgy anymore if not warm.
"What happened on your arm?" She looked down to see what I was talking about. It was a stain on her perfect skin, it looked like a burn.
"I burned myself cooking dinner last night," she laughed it off, "I'm clumsy in the kitchen."
"That's hard to believe seeing you in P.E. you were the first one to finish the race," I said. I would've won if I could use my vampire abilities.
"I guess so," we were in our last period of the day English class. Our teacher was Mrs. Wells was the teacher who rolled her own way. She would always be coming up with these awesome projects and despite her weirdness she was still liked by the student body in general.
"Alright class," she had a soft and gentle voice that if it weren't for my sensitive ears I wouldn't be able to hear what she was saying most of the time. "Lately we've been talking about biographies and each of you have read a biography or an autobiography and given me a short summary about it. Then I thought wouldn't it be fun if we interview each other?"
There were various reactions towards our next assignment. Some of the students thought it would be cool and others not so much.
"The assignment is on the board and I want you to write it down. You will be paired up in twos and each will be required to turn in a biography of at least 800 words and have an oral presentation about your partner. It will be due by the end of the class," she instructed. I was a little apprehensive about this assignment. It meant I would have to lie about my life like usual and it also meant I would have to work outside of school with whoever I'm paired up with.
"I would like for you to get an insight of the other's life and maybe go to each other's favorite place. Any questions?" Mrs. Wells finished saying.
A guy in front with really curly hair raised his hand.
"Yes, Michael," Mrs. Wells called on him.
"How are we going to choose our partner?" He asked. Our teacher walked back to her desk and retrieved a black hat with a bunch of tiny papers.
"You will each pick out a name out of this hat," she said, "We'll start by alphabetical order from Z–A." She looked down at her list.
"Stella, you're up first," she said. Stella who was all the way in the back of the room got up unwillingly and walked up front, put her hand in the hat and back out with a name.
"Renesmee C. Cullen," she read out loud. It would've been worse I could have been with Jack Ramsay who's had a crush on me ever since I came here. At least with Stella I wouldn't have to worry about a possible stalker.
"Ok go have seat sweetie," Stella walked back to her seat while Mrs. Wells looked down the list, "Up next Louise."
For the rest of the class people were picking their partner. Some had to pick twice because they either got their own name or someone else who had a partner.
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"So what do you want to do?" She asked.
"We can start working on it today," I said walking to my car on the parking lot. "I know I'll show you my favorite place in Washington."
"Right now?" She asked.
"Sure," I said.
"OK but I have to leave my brother home and then we can go," she said. "Follow me and then I'll follow you to your place."
"Alright, will do," we compromised and left. I followed her two–seat–jeep to her house. It was a 5 minute drive if not less to get to her place. Jay got out of the car and went inside a burgundy one floor house with a small driveway. I was used to my big house with its 3 floors and huge garage that you could fit all nine cars. We had bigger windows and a bigger door then Stella's house. I couldn't imagine the inside of the house it must be one-tenth of my house. Once Jay got inside she pulled out of the driveway and began following me down all the way to First Beach.
Seth POV
I was at First Beach with Jacob because Nessie was going to be here with a friend from school which was strange because she never invited outsiders to her world. She said it was for a school project but I still think it was still a bit dangerous for her to invite her friend and get close to her. She was a vampire and because of that she couldn't really invite many humans to her personal life.
"I'm gonna get something to drink," I told Jacob when we got off his car.
"Alright," he said, "we'll be close to the campfire ground."
As I walked to the new small shack they built in the beach I began to think about Stella. I hadn't seen her in a few days now and I thought I was going to go nuts. I needed to see her or I would explode. I didn't want to sound like a stalker but I even checked if she was on Facebook and I don't even have one. I checked through all 1,584 pages of Stella's but she wasn't anywhere.
"Are you following me?" I don't know if I was imagining this but it was her voice. I looked next to me and there she was. Her hair was dry and it was wavy and black. Her eyes were the most mesmerizing part of her and I couldn't help but stare at her.
"Are you okay?" she asked.
"Yeah I am," I said.
She leaned next to me and whispered, "You know I'm not worth drooling over."
"Then you clearly haven't seen yourself," I flirted back.
"You never gave me a name," she said.
"I'm Seth, Seth Clearwater," I said almost forgetting my name.
"That's good now whenever I see you in my head I have name for you instead of the Really Hot Guy I Met At the Beach," she said calmly but equally flirty.
"Well aren't you a flirt," I chuckled lightly.
"You sure don't seem to mind," she said.
"Why would I be bothered by a beautiful girl like you," I said.
"Sir," the lady behind the counter said, "What do you want?"
"Huh," I was disoriented and put back into reality, "A bottle of water."
"Look I gotta go meet up with a friend so see you later," she said ready to leave.
"Hold on," I pushed in front of her before she left. "Not until you agree on a date with me," I couldn't believe those words came out so effortlessly. She didn't say anything and I got nervous. She got a pen from her bag and grabbed my arm and wrote something. She turned back and got the bottle water.
"Thanks for the water Seth," I didn't care because all I could think of was the way she said my name.
"Can I get bottled water again?" I asked the lady behind the counter after Stella left. I looked at my arm and I had a number. Stella's number. Under her phone number it said CALL ME. She wanted me to call her. This is the best incident that's happened to me all week besides imprinting on her.
"Sure can, but your still have to pay for the other," she said strictly.
"I know," when I got the water I gave her the ten dollars I owed.
I walked back to the bon fire site where Jacob and Nessie were supposed to be. When I got there Nessie, Jacob and Stella were all sitting down on the drift wood. Stella was there, Stella was Nessie's friend from school, Stella, Stella, and Stella. What a beautiful name.
"Are you following me?" she giggled. "Don't worry I'll eventually pay you back."
"You don't have to worry about that you can return the favor by going on a date with me," I said forgetting that other people were around.
"You guys know each other?" Nessie asked with a smile. I don't doubt it that Jacob hasn't told her that I imprinted and seeing me flirting with Stella must give them both a hint on whom.
"We met at the beach on Sunday," she said.
"Oh so you're the lucky girl Seth hasn't stopped talking about?" Jacob chimed in and was ready to make my life a living hell for my thoughts during patrols.
"I don't know if I'm the same one but I sure hope so," she giggled, "I'm kidding."
"I've known Seth all my life," Nessie said trying to help me out unlike Jacob.
"How old are you?" Stella asked me.
"22," I answered, "Hope it doesn't change anything."
"Of course not," she said. She then said, "I've dated much older guys," under her breath so low I could barely hear her. "So Renesmee, this is your favorite place?"
"Pretty much," she said with a grin crossing her face, "I learned to swim here, took secret diving lessons, got my first boy friend, then my first kiss and who doesn't love hearing old myth and tales of an old civilization."
"What myths?" She wasn't supposed to say anything about the Quileute legends to other people. She looked at Jacob for an answer.
"Quileute legends," Jacob said hoping that would be the end of the conversation.
"Oh like the one of the Third Wife and the Werewolves?" she said calmly not realizing she wasn't suppose to know any of this. All of our jaws dropped to the floor.
"How do you know about them?" Jacob asked first.
"Wait was that something I wasn't supposed to know?" She said innocently.
"I swear I didn't tell her," Nessie promised.
"You haven't asked the question," he reminded her.
"I read them," she said.
"From," Jacob said hoping she'd say she found a missing notebook with the legends written in Quileute and she magically knew the language.
"My mom's diary," She said honestly. "She gave it to me and I read them all Jay knows them too."
"Is your mom from here?" I asked sincerely curious.
"I think so," she said. "I'm really not sure. No offense I rather not talk about this anymore. I won't tell anyone about the legends that I know."
"How can you not know where your mother's from?" Jacob muttered under his breath.
"Believe it or not I heard that," she said very angrily. "I gotta go, see you tomorrow Renesmee." She got up and left to her car this time she didn't wave goodbye or anything.
"Way to go Jake," Nessie nudged him in the rib.
I began to wonder what exactly made her so mad. It was right that Jake shouldn't have said that but she didn't have to leave. Maybe she didn't have a mom like I didn't have a dad anymore. I had to remember she was probably born in complete different circumstances then I and maybe what ticked her off was something completely different then what I thought. I just hoped whatever it was it wouldn't affect me from getting to know her.
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