Blah, blah, blah. Like usually I say I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT.

And for those who ask, why do they (fan fiction writers) always say that, it's because THEY get in your hair unless you say so.

R.p.o.v.

So you look at a nice guy and you feel those sparks, what do you do? You go and ask him out on a date, because the pink glasses make your brain fuzzy. Yeah. That's how it should have happened, but for me it's not that simple. For me... it's just short moment attraction then you move on...

But why did his beautiful eyes were swimming on the blackboard or in my notebook. It was like I was sick just from looking at him. And I've never felt that way towards a guy. Never in my short life of ten years.

And it just so happened that for some reason he is stuck with me for my "Girl inspiration week". Thank you Mr Goldy, thank you. NOOOOOOOO!

I couldn't look even at the guy, because my mind starts to drift and I wish he would hold me and never ever, ever, ever let me g...

Snap out of it!

I, Renesmee Carlie Cullen Masen, am a half vampire, smart and strong, but why the hell was I drolling over some boy! No!

The bell rang and in few moments, as fast as a human hands would allow, I packed my bag and shoot out the door to my next class. I breathed the "fresh"air, finally away from his fragrance, which was like poison to me all that hour, seeping in to every pore of my skin and making me feel like a marshmallow.

Something touched my arm and I almost jumped a meter high.

"Wow! That's first!" said Misha.

I breathed I sign of relief that it was only her who had her hand in mine and had started dragging me to our lockers.

I putted my English book in my locker and took out my sketchbook, when Tamia walked up to us.

"So what's new," she smiled brightly, her eyes bright brown color. Almost hazel.

"Can you believe it, I scared Carlie!" Misha exclaimed taking me and Tamia by elbows guiding now to the Art class.

"You okey there Carlie! You kinda look lost today," Tamia said and Misha nodded her head in agreement. I guess I wasn't hiding it very well. I hadn't said a thing on the way to the Art class and on the way out, because today we were painting with spray paints and teacher wanted for us to breath less toxic fuels.

And probably, because I was still standing and staring at the white paper with black spray in my hand for at least five minutes. Nothing came to my mind except for those beautiful eyes, and you couldn't draw that with the spray paint.

"Carlie!" Misha elbowed me, "Is the pressure finally getting to your brain. You're sleeping while standing."

I allowed a quick glance at her work which was almost finished. The space she was drawing was just as colorful as her hands today. The many hand braided bracelets were nearly reaching her elbow. I looked her in the face. Her short blond hair were pinned back by a hair pin which caught my attention. The wolf patterns already displaying in a painting in my head.

I finally turned to the paints and the paper, making sky, moon, mountains, waterfall and in the end the wolf.

But as I was painting the last tree I noticed the last person I wanted to see across the field in all his glory kicking the white football ball in the gate. His next class just happened to be gym, didn't it. I ordered myself to tear my eyes away from him and concentrate on the painting, which was harder than I thought, but when I saw what I had done to my drawing with that careless eye move, I forgot all about the cute boy few hundred meters away from me.

"Oh shit,"I said, looking at the dripping black tree I didn't intend to draw. The damage wasn't reversible anymore and for the painting I got an A-.

The lowest mark I've ever gotten in all my school life was because of Him!

Fuming and boiling I stomped to my next classes. All the time throwing images and thought of him out of my mind and putting maximum concentration on the studies, blackboard and teachers. Not that I needed that, but I seriously didn't understand why in the first place I couldn't stop thinking about him. He was just a human boy! A freaking HUMAN!

Tedy, Mishas boyfriend, who I had biology together asked if I was alright, because I kinda looked weird today, that was when I realized it's MY mind, so he's not getting in my thoughts anymore. I breathed in deeply and repeated I, Renesmee Carlie Cullen Masen, am a half vampire, smart and strong, that's why a HUMAN isn't going to ruin me.

At lunch I sat with my back against him, talking with Misha and Tamia, Nigel and Tedy. We were going on a free run this afternoon, but since Tedy had to work it was going to be just me and Nigel. The weirdest thing during lunch was that I could almost feel this pull from behind me, and it was seriously creeping me out... I can control my mind.

"Hey, Carlie! Look at her! She looks just like you," laughed Tamia showing me the magazine she had been reading. Thank you for distraction...

The pages title said "Wonderland Succeeds", and I almost spurted the ice tea all over Tamia. Coughing on the tea, I took the magazine and inspected the model closer. I saw my own face to where she had been pointing. That girl didn't look like me, it was me! The light blue dress was sparkling and the makeup made me look older in the picture. The picture was from augusts Alices fashion show where I modeled the expensive piece which she sold for few hundred dollars. Oh god! And now the picture was all over magazines.

"Yeah, you totally look the same," Misha looked at the picture. I putted on my liar mask.

"No kidding," I stated surprised and giggled like a schoolgirl," but she looks older than me."

"A little bit," Misha sighed," I wish I could look so good."

The thing I hated for being with the vamp gene, you make other people say these kinda things. I mean I think the same thing when I look at my family members, although they say the opposite about me.

The last lessons I did pretty good avoiding thoughts of him, but the moment I walked to my locker I remembered what The bloody Goldy did. I took the poster and walked to his locker. It was open and he was behind the door, but as I approached he froze and closed the door. He smelt so good...

Snap out of it!

I handed him the poster avoiding looking him in the face. Oh shut up! He's not even your type. Your type is the one who'll defeat the big bad wolf, literary, not the one who'll be eaten like red riding hood. I looked up at his face and cleared my mind, so I wouldn't drown in his beautiful...

"Tomorrow at 3p.m, at the gym. Come in sport clothing," I said and went away. Not like I needed to say anything else.

"I'm Jake,"he said with out any enthusiasm.

"Carlie," I answered with the same tone and walked out with out looking back.

A/N I know what you think:" Hey you ***** you promised for ten reviews a new chapter by next Sunday. It's already three months since that Sunday!"

Well technically I got only eight for the last chapter *hides under the table* but would you believe me if I told you I was bussy.

No, but seriously I've been meaning to update a new chapter, but the school's been so stresfull.

So now I'm sitting home because I got sick, I'm blowing my nose every ten minutes and finally writing the story. I don't promise, but I might put another chapter tomorow as my sorries for the BIG chapter delay.

I'll also (who knows when) put a picture, the dress she modeled, I did it with watercolors, looked good. The chapter I guess was kinda boring, but I liked the inner war, he, he, he. Sorry for mistakes.

Annie