Clouded Moon

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Okay, guys, I'm going to be frank. I am very upset. I have discovered that if I let my chapters stay for longer without updating, I get more reviews. This time, I got three reviews. THREE. Sure, I have 247 hits, but only 16 reviews? It makes me feel like my story sucks. Does it? That's what reviews are for. PLEASE TELL ME IF MY STORY SUCKS. Make me feel better. I don't mind reviews that tell me what I'm doing wrong, or how terrible my story is. There are three steps, and I ask you to PLEASE take one at least.

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4. New Things.

Renesmee Cullen.

Jacob picked up my binder and handed it to me. I took it from his hand.

"Are you joking?" I blurted. "A lot of people have done this to me. And they all end up joking."

"I'm not kidding," Jacob said. "I am more serious than… the rabbit who was late in Alice in Wonderland."

"So suddenly?" I asked. "We only just met today."

"Are you kidding?" he said. "We've been in the same class since the sixth grade!"

I looked up at his face. So he had known me?

"But…" I said. "We never really talked."

"No," he said. "We didn't. But I've watched you- from a distance- for a while now."

I was on the verge of tears. I love you, my insides were telling me to say. Tell him you love him too!

"So have I," I blurted. "I've watched you too."

Jacob's eyes lit up. "Really?"

"Yes," I said. "And… I really l-l-like you too!"

My insides took a breath of relief. My heart, though, was pounding against my chest like it was trying to break free. Stupid, I told myself. Why did I say that? What if this is a joke? He'll laugh at me for the rest of my life!

But Jacob smiled, and leaned forward. For a second, I thought my heart had jumped out of my chest and was running down the street, cheering like a leprechaun. Jacob leaned closer and closer, the space between our lips disappearing.

How do you kiss someone? I asked myself. I didn't know. Stupid insides. Where were they when you needed them?

A horn honked, making us both jump. Suddenly, there was space between us again. We looked to the right, where a silver Volvo was parked. The front door- not the driver's, but the passenger's, opened, and a black ballet flat hit the cement.

It was followed by a beautiful- and I mean beautiful- brown-haired girl who was grinning, showing her perfect teeth. I followed her gaze. She was looking straight at Jacob. He, however, had his eyes narrowed at her.

"Oh, I'm sorry," the girl said in a melodious voice. "Did I interrupt something?"

"Bella, I'm going to kill you," Jacob said.

Who was this girl? She looked nothing like Jacob, so she couldn't be his sister. His… girlfriend? She must be so mad at me.

Instead, she did the opposite. She walked up to me, and took my hand in her own. It was cold. "Renesmee?" she said. "I've heard so much about you."

Jacob continued to narrow his eyes at her, glaring now.

"I-I'm sorry," I stammered.

"For what?"

"I…just… really like Jacob."

She blinked, and cocked her delicate head to the side. "So?"

"I… don't want to get between you two."

Jacob's eyes relaxed, and he looked at me with surprise. Bella, the girl, burst out laughing. "Jacob…" she said between laughs. "Me… Jacob and me…!"

"Bella's my best friend," Jacob said. "There's nothing like that."

I felt my cheeks get hot in embarrassment. "Oh… I'm sorry."

"Stop apologizing."

"And there never will be," Bella said, making the mood better. "Because I have Edward. Edward!" she called.

The door of the car- the driver's door this time- opened, and a guy with copper coloured hair, similar to mine, came out. He was good-looking. Really good-looking. But I had Jacob. And Jacob was better. (AN: BWAHAHAHHAHAHAH!)

He came closer to us, and Bella put her hand around his waist, his sliding around her shoulders. "We're very close," Bella said.

Jacob winked at me. "Very, very close. Especially at night."

Edward and Bella both went red. Bella smacked Jacob's arm. "Jacob!" she said. "You're still young! Don't talk about those things!"

Jacob snickered. "Those things."

Bella went redder. If that was even possible. She looked down. "Let's go," she said to Edward.

"Sure," he replied.

"Nessie, want to come?"

"Nessie?" Bella and I said in unison. We exchanged glances, and she smiled at me.

"Yeah," Jacob said. "Renesmee is such a...mouthful. Nessie is so cute!"

"You're naming your girlfriend after the Loch Ness Monster?" Bella exclaimed. "How could you?!"

I blushed at the word 'girlfriend.' Then I found myself saying, "It's alright."

Jacob smiled at me. I continued.

"I kind of... like it. No one's nicknamed me before."

"Hah!" Jacob said triumphantly to Bella. She scowled at him, but then smiled at me lovingly. Her golden eyes were like a mothers'- caring and affectionate. I smiled back.

"Come with us, Nessie," he said again.

I looked at Bella and Edward. "Can I?"

"Sure," they said.

As I got into the car beside Jacob, I somehow didn't feel like that conversation had just happened. It was so unlike my usual self. First, I said I loved Jacob, then I let him nickname me without running away in embarrassment, and then I agreed to go to his house?

Oh my god. How did that just happen?

As we drove along, I avoided Jacob's gaze. I could feel it on me, in a worrying way. I watched the black tar pass by, the yellow lines dashing past. When the car took a turn into a driveway, I looked up.

I stared at what I saw in awe.

You couldn't even call it a driveway! It was one of those ones that went around a giant fountain in a circle, giving you one way to go in, and one way out. Halfway through was the door, standing majestically against the stone... mansion.

It was huge. Like one-third of the Marriot! I stared at the trees surrounding it, landscaped to perfect, every tree cut perfectly round. A giant fountain was in the middle, a stone woman tilting a pot of water, which started the flow. Flowers bloomed everywhere, pink, purple, blue, yellow, and white.

We stopped at the double French door, and walked straight in, as Edward went to park the car. Almost instantly, there were four people at the door, in the matter of only a few seconds. They all seemed to stare at me with wonder.

The shortest one was cute. She had jet black hair in a pixie cut and pale skin. They all had pale skin. And golden eyes.

The one next to her was blonde. He shared the golden eyes and pale skin. He seemed to be retreated from me- not as warm as the others.

The one next to him was big and muscled. He wore a giant grin, dimples pecking his pale skin. Curly brown hair decorated the top of his head.

The girl next to him wore a small, tiny, very faint, smile. She was exquisitely beautiful, with long blonde hair and the same, perfect, pale skin and gold eyes.

(AN: Please note that Carlisle and Esme do not exist in this. They annoy me anyways.)

"I'm Alice!" the short, black-haired one said cheerfully. "You must be Jacob's girlfriend!"

I blushed again.

"This is Jasper," she continued. "My...uh... boyfriend."

"Hey," he said.

"Hi."

"I'm Emmett," the muscled one said. "And this is Rosalie,"-he gestured towards the blonde girl. "We've heard a lot about you."

I smiled at him. "Thanks." Then I looked at Rosalie, and blurted, "Why didn't Jacob pick you?"

Jacob made a choking sound- a mix of a laugh and a cough. The girl- Rosalie, pressed her lips together.

Emmett laughed. He seemed to have a good sense of humour. "Because Rosalie is mine," he said.

"And because I'd rather kiss a raccoon than kiss Rosalie any day," Jacob said.

Rosalie glared at him. "And you know, I'm just dying to kiss a dog!"

Alice gasped. They all looked at me cautiously.

"Dog?" I asked.

"It's a...uh...nickname," Jacob said. "I'm the 'dog' of the family. Because I'm the youngest."

But something told me that he was lying.

Jacob was hiding something.

But what?


Jacob and Nessie are finally together!!

And she has become "Nessie"

But GASP.

What will happen next? Will Nessie find out their secret?

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