WHOOO the second chapter today!!! Its getting better and better!! (at least in my opinion.) Okay if it really sucks tell me and I can try to fix that….! HERE It is!!!! A CHAPTER ABOUT SOME OTHER CHARACTERS!!!! (Mathew and Renesmee and Gretchen and Trevor) I'll have to leave you on that cliff hanger until next chapter,, sorry.

Disclaimer: YES!!!.... Oh,, wait… never mind… I guess I'm still not Stephanie Meyer… darn it!

LAST TIME ON KACI RENEE'S WELCOME TO THE CIRCUS:

AnaMarie's Point Of View:

"The other vampires are targeting you more."

"What about my aunt? What's going to happen to her?"

"I wish you wouldn't have asked that…" He said in his smooth, velvety voice.

Mathew's Point Of View:

I talked to Edward and Carlisle at their house, since they knew that the other vampires wouldn't dare to try to come there. Edward explained everything about what we needed for protection, and how we were to handle ourselves. My sister and I would be living at home, along with our protectors. We didn't think that it would be in our best interest to take either of us out of where we were most comfortable. I mean, she'd already endured so much that we didn't want to do anything more. But she'd be with Jakov. And I was sure that she already had her eyes set on him.

After we had finished Edward sent me away to talk to Esme, that way he and Carlisle could discuss the problems at hand. Esme was sitting at the dining table, arranging the flowers in one of the many vases in the house. I sat down calmly at the table, analyzing the pattern she had put the flowers in. She was short a few roses, and without them the arrangement wasn't balanced. "Are you interested?" she asked, breaking the awkward silence that had been there before.

I nodded excitedly. Miss Esme seemed so pleasant and polite. "I am missing a few roses," she started explaining," if you could fetch me a few from the other room I will teach you in a little bit, at the same time I teach my granddaughter Renesmee." I went wide eyed, nodding as I jumped up from my chair. I raced to the other room, looking through the assortment of roses on top of a side table. I picked out a few, that in my eye, would balance out the vase. I rushed back to Esme, carrying the white roses that I had grabbed.

"Thank you." She replied, smiling pleasantly. "Renesmee!" She shrieked through the house, calling her granddaughter.

In walked a small, pale girl. She had long, mahogany colored hair, surrounding her like a halo. Her hair hung down to the middle of her back, curling in every which way. Her green eyes shone through her bangs, which covered most of her face. Her rosy cheeks were covered by a handful of freckles, which danced across the bridge of her nose. Pale pink lips shimmered against her pale skin, with perfect white teeth hiding beneath them. Long, dark eye lashes moved swiftly, her eyes darting across the room. Her eyes met mine, and we both looked away. She seemed shy and timid, and I felt as though I'd frighten her.

Esme stood up, still smiling. "Mathew," She said gesturing to me and then gesturing to her granddaughter she said," this is my granddaughter Renesmee."

"Pleasure to meet you." Renesmee said in her trilling voice. She had an English accent, making her seem sophisticated. It was beautiful, just like her. Her green eyes searched through mine, and I was entranced by the miracle in front of me.

"Oh, yes," I said, forgetting what was going on," pleasure." We both sat down on opposite sides of the table, and I couldn't take my eye off of her. Those four minutes seemed like forever, but my fantasy was shattered when Gretchen and Trevor came in the room.

Gretchen looked me square in the eye and giggled. She danced around me, rubbing her hand on me like no other. It was embarrassing and she was being a little irritating. "You like her, don't you, Mathew?" He giggled were obnoxious and annoying.

Trevor patted Renesmee on the back, and kissed her cheek. Renesmee's face turned rosy red, and she was at a loss for words. "You better not take her," Trevor started," because she's mine." He kissed her again, this time on the lips. From the way he did so I knew he meant it, and Renesmee kissed him back. I was too late, and she was taken.

Renesmee's Point of View:

I felt bad, Mathew was sweet. And I liked him, but I had Trevie, and I'd been with him for almost six years. And I'd be going with Trevie to stay with Mathew. I almost felt rude; I didn't want to hurt him.

Gretchen's Point Of View:

It was no fair. Of course Mr. Mathew just had to fall in love with stupid Renesmee. I mean, Mathew was hot, and I wanted him. I was determined to make him mine, since I knew Renesmee liked him back. I mean, Renesmee took my Trevie so I was going to take her Mathew. It seemed fair, and they all deserved it. Those stupid people, all driven by emotions.

Seems like Gretchen is getting jealous!! So okay I just finished reading The Host, so I'm like sooo definitely going to put something relating in there so watch out, see if you can spot it. And for all the people who do write a review saying what it was and such and then I will add you as a character in a later chapter!! Yepsies!! So I need some ideas to add on a little twist between some characters, so tell me if you've got any ideas cuz I want to hear em!!!

Kaci Renee Rocket!!!