Jacob
We all were sitting around the living room. MTV was on, and there was a nonstop video block, which has ironically been on commercial break for 6 ½ minutes now. Emmett wouldn't let us change the channel.
"So… you all know what you get to do tomorrow," Esme said in a mocking tone.
"Oh yes, we are all thrilled," Edward said, trying to sound sarcastic, but failed miserably. When you speak in a voice that is equally as dull as Shakespeare's probably was, sarcasm just doesn't go.
"Can't I wait another year?" Renesmee asked. It had been a couple of years since I had changed, and she was now fully grown. This would be her first year at high school, or any other public school for that matter. Obviously I couldn't remember being five on my first day of kindergarten, but I got the gist of how she was feeling. We had the sort of relationship where we could always tell what the other was thinking or feeling. And when I say thinking, I'm not including my optional mind reading. Anyway…
"No, Renesmee, you'll be fine," Bella told her. Ah, the sympathetic parent lecture.
"Yeah, I'm sure she'll make some friends if she just smiles and says, "hello!" I said in a fake cheerful voice. "Maybe she can give out cookies, too."
Bedward shot me their dirty looks, but everyone else snickered. Renesmee gave me a meek smile. "I don't feel that great. I think I'll go to bed now. Goodnight everyone." She got up and went up the stairs.
"Goodnight," Everyone echoed.
A video finally came on. "How bout a little throwback!" the announcer shouted. Katy Perry's "Hot N' Cold" came on.
"Hey, I was seventeen when this came out!" I complained.
Alice laughed her high little laugh. "How does it feel to be old?" she asked.
"I'm twenty-four!"
They all laughed at me. Great family. (Surprised Bedward got it.)
"And you're my little baby boy!" Esme crooned.
"No." I said, then laughed. "I'm going to check on Renesmee." I stood up and went up the stairs. Renesmee's door was closed. "Nessie?" I called, knocking on the door.
"Just a minute." After a couple of moments, her door opened. She had changed into a black tank top and some shorts. Her expression was somewhat pained, but she was trying to cover it up. "Yes?"
"Are you all right? You look a little… sick."
"No, I'm fine." I could tell that she was lying. I poked around in her mind. The first thought I picked up on was her surface thought.
He looks so cute with that expression… no, Renesmee, STOP.
I pushed a little deeper into her thoughts. I was just about to find out-
"Stop prying, creep," she told me. I can feel your little mental fingers poking around inside my head."
"Sorry…" So she couldn't feel me poking around her surface thoughts, I thought that if I were careful, maybe I could figure something out.
Stop…staring…at…me. I can't breathe or think straight!
Okay I thought, snapping out of her mind. That's very uncomfortable. She had been giving me weird looks like that since she looked about fourteen or fifteen. Sort of the look girls gave me in high school, but it was slightly more longing, and something else that I couldn't quite place.
"Are you really all right?" I asked.
"Yeah."
"Do you want me to come in for a while, maybe watch a movie, or-"
"No, I'm just going to turn in. Big day coming up." She gave another weak smile. "Night." She gave me a quick hug and then went back into her room.
I turned and went down the hallway and went into mine. Okay, might as well catch up on my reading, to distract me from fussing over her. I put an Avenged Sevenfold CD on quietly, and then got out The Shining. Man, Jack was a psycho. Why didn't Wendy take Danny and leave while she still had the chance? Putting up with a bitchy mother was better than a homicidal husband in an empty, haunted hotel up in the mountains with no way down for five months.
I tried to put it into my perspective. Be stuck with Bedward, here, safe, or be in that old, haunted hotel with say, Emmett and Renesmee, Emmett chasing us around trying to kill us. I see Wendy's point. I'll take Emmett.
There was a knock on my door about six in the morning.
"Come in."
Alice danced through my door. "Morning!"
"Morning, Littlest Elf." I told her, closing my book.
"Ha-ha. What are you wearing today?"
"What?"
She sighed. "I don't let any of my siblings dress themselves to go out in public. Except for Rosalie. She is completely trustable. If you pass today, however, I think you may be trustable. You usually match. If you don't though, I'm going to lay your clothes out for you for the rest of eternity. So what are you wearing?"
"I don't know…"
"Go figure it out, then." She told me in a stern voice.
"You can pick for me," I told her.
"No, it's a test. Pass or fail. Go." She sat down on the edge of my bed. When I didn't get up, she reached over and pinched my leg. "Now." she growled.
I got up and went to my closet. I pulled out a long sleeved, black, button-down shirt, blue jeans, and black Converse. I changed in my closet since the little creep wasn't going to leave my room. Most likely presuming that I would lock her out if she did. Which I probably would have.
I stepped out of my closet. "How do I look?"
"Twirl around," she told me with a grin.
I did.
"That's great! Good job! You are now officially on the Alice Cullen Trust List." she extended her hand. I shook it.
"Thank you, for this wonderful honour. When do I make my acceptance speech?"
She just laughed and walked out of the room, shouting behind her, "Time to get Renesmee!" I laughed softly, imagining Renesmee's horror at Alice using her as her personal living Barbie doll.
An hour and fifteen minutes later we were all gathered in the kitchen.
"Now remember… where are Alice and Renesmee?" Carlisle asked.
"Playing dress-up," Emmett responded.
"Ah, I see. Could somebody go get them?" Carlisle smiled.
"I'll get it." I said, taking my phone out of my pocket and calling Alice's phone.
"Hello?" she said through what sounded like a mouthful of bobby pins.
"Hey Midget, it's time to go."
"HELP ME!" Renesmee said in the background.
"Just a moment." Alice said, and then hung up.
"You're a vampire, you have all of eternity, you have super speed, etcetera, why couldn't you have just gone up there?" Jasper asked.
I shrugged.
He snorted. "All right, then."
Alice came dancing into a room, followed by Renesmee. "Tada!" Alice sang, holding her arms out towards Renesmee. Renesmee looked annoyed. Alice had picked out a very flashy, yet simple, outfit for her. She had on a green shirt with half-sleeves and skinny jeans tucked into white knee-high boots. Her hair was in a high ponytail with her bangs swept to the side. So Alice overdid it a bit, but it didn't look that bad. Alice had dressed too simply though, with a black jumper, black leggings, and black flats, for her to be dressing Renesmee like that.
Bella shot Renesmee a sympathetic look. Looked like Alice had gotten to her, too. Renesmee rolled her eyes at Bella, and Bella laughed.
"Okay, so we all remember the story. Right?" Carlisle asked. You're all adopted, Jasper and Rosalie are twins, Bella and Renesmee are twins."
Rosalie laughed.
"What?" Carlisle looked at her, confused. "Did I forget something?"
"Edward needs to be tied in there, Renesmee looks too much like him to say they're only adopted siblings."
"Right. Okay, so, um…"
"Older brother by nine months?" Esme suggested.
"Right, that works. Okay, so then The three of them and Alice are Freshman, and the rest of you are Sophmores. Have fun!"
"'Fun' and 'high school' do not belong in the same conversation, Carlisle," Emmett said, walking out the door.
"Neither do 'funny' and 'Emmett'" I added, following him out the door.
"Shut up," he whined, punching me in the shoulder.
We went out into the garage. "I want to drive the Ferrari!" Emmett screamed.
"Okay, fine." Bella threw him the keys and got into the Volvo's passengers seat.
"I'll go with you," I told Emmett. "I'd rather risk death than seeing Bedward flirt for one more minute."
He laughed.
"Agreed," Alice and Renesmee echoed. We all jumped into the Ferrari.
Emmett revved the engine, and Edward revved his in response. Alice held her hand up to the window, counting down with her fingers, "three. Two. One!" Both cars lurched out of the driveway. Emmett whipped out in front of Edward's Volvo, avoiding a collision by about three narrow inches.
"Ha!" Emmett screamed, making a face at Edward and putting his thumbs on his ears, waving them wildly. Edward gave him a mock dirty look, and Bella looked terrified. The Ferrari almost drove off the driveway, and I reached over to the steering wheel and jerked the car back into the driveway. "Oh… haha. Thanks Jake." He laughed.
"Saving your ass again. You owe me big time." I said, sitting back.
"I know I do." his grin widened.
We finally pulled up at the school, which was a tiny building. Probably only about 400 students. Fun. Emmett got out of the car and threw the keys to Bella.
"You are NEVER driving my car again!" Bella screamed.
As we all got out, everyone began to stare at us. Oh yeah, great-looking, rich, you get stared at a lot. "Hello," Rosalie said in a somewhat annoyed sounding voice, to a couple of girls that were sitting on an old car a few spaces away from us, gaping. They quickly looked away.
"Nice, Blondie," I laughed.
She smiled at me. "I know, right?"
We had gotten over the whole arguing thing, possibly because I smelled better and wasn't a werewolf any more, I don't know why. But she was actually pretty cool. Probably my favourite new sibling next to Alice and Emmett. And of course, Renesmee was my favourite. They were all great, except for the essence of Bedward. Bella was really getting on my nerves. I honestly don't remember what it ever was that I saw in her. She's annoying, whiny, preppy, stupid, boring, etc. Edward shot me a look of daggers. Fuck off, I thought to him. He growled. I growled back and blocked him off of my mind. Edward was actually pretty cool- aside from when Bella was in the room. Her lameness really took him down.
We walked into the school, everyone staring. Rosalie and I spent a lot of the walk saying sarcastically, "hello!" to all of the stupid human who couldn't mind their own business and kept staring at us. It was actually quite fun.
We went into the main office. A kind elderly lady looked up from the desk. "Hello, you must be the Cullens?" she asked us.
"Yes," Jasper told her.
"Well welcome to the school, the city, I hope you have a nice time here. Here are your schedules…" she handed Alice, who was closest, our schedules, and she handed them all to us. "Here are maps of the school, in case you get lost…" I nearly snorted. Doubtful we'd get lost here. Help, I'm lost in a mouse hole! Come on. I had Biology first period, then English, then Computer Applications, and then Math. Good fun.
We all walked out of the office. "Biology…" Rosalie groaned.
"I have it too," I moaned back. "I honestly don't see how you can all stand to keep coming back here. I don't think I'll make it this second time." I told them.
"Yeah, well, try 53 times," Edward sighed. "Best get going, see you guys later."
Well all went our different directions. "So, what do you want to bet this teacher is, gay, a homo freak, or all of the above?" Rosalie asked.
"All of the above. And then higher."
"Yeah, I bet Biology teachers get into some of the chemistry chemicals," she laughed.
We walked into the room, which only had about fifteen other people in it. They all gaped. Yeah, not only were we freakishly good-looking, we were also the best looking of the Cullens. Haha. This was going to get old very quickly, being gaped at.
"Hello," Rosalie repeated for the eighteenth time today to three boys that were staring at her. At her retreating back they began checking her out. I leaned over against the first two's table, and looked at the three of them.
"Look at my sister like that again, you'll all be swallowing each others eyeballs," I growled. One of them swallowed, and a lump went down his throat. I walked to the back of the classroom and sat next to Rosalie, who was trying not to laugh.
The teacher walked into the room. "Homo freak," I whispered in vampire hearing range.
"Hello, I'm Mr. Rainbow," he said.
"Two for two," I whispered.
"And no, not R-A-I-N-B-O-W, it's R-A-I-N-E-B-O." He wrote it up on the board to further prove his point.
Rosalie looked at me, raising her eyebrows and sighing, then turned back to the front of the room.
The class was very… well, stupid, but gay works too. I'm sure Mr. Rainbow agrees. That gay works. We went our separate ways, and I went to English. The teacher was actually somewhat cool. This may be the most interesting English class I've ever had. Maybe I'd actually be able to pay attention enough to pass this time. Haha. I had Computer Applications next, which Rosalie and Emmett had, too. We spent most of that period making fun of the teacher, an odd little fellow that reminded us of the Rabbit from Alice in Wonderland. And he was late, so very late! Finally it was lunch time, and we walked in and directly towards a table in the far corner that the rest of our family was sitting at. Girls were staring at Emmett and me, practically drooling, not caring that they looked completely rude. I sat down next to Renesmee.
"How's it going?" I asked her.
"It's lame," she told me. "I don't need to know any of this!"
I laughed. "Welcome to public school."
A couple of guys wearing football jackets that were about to walk past our table were muttering over who was hotter, Bella or Rosalie. One of them said something very rude about Bella, and I stuck my foot out and tripped him, his friends falling on top of him, all onto their food. "Excuse me?" I said.
They all looked like deer caught in headlights. Covered in food.
"What did you just say about my sister?" I asked.
The one who had said it, with greasy, slicked-back dark hair, stuttered. "I-I…I…"
"I think it would be best to apologize to her, and then never say her name, look at her, or think about her again," I said in a low voice with such menace that he backed away slightly.
He looked at Bella. "S-sss-sorry…" he muttered, shuffling quickly away.
Rosalie, Emmett, Alice, and Jasper all snorted. Bella looked shocked, and Edward looked angry. He looked at me and said quietly, "Jacob! You can not just do stuff like that to them! They're humans, and we need as little contact with them as possible."
"Well maybe you enjoy hearing people say stuff like that about your wife, but I sure as hell don't." I glared back. I turned to Renesmee. "Anyone been bothering you?"
She looked thoughtful for a moment. Yeah, but I just decided that ignoring them would be the best method." Everyone else narrowed their eyes at her. "Seriously, don't worry about me. I'm fine. I'm a big kid now!" she quoted the Huggies commercial.
We all laughed and started different conversations.
We all went to our last classes. Math was… well, Math.
At the end of the day we were all standing by the cars waiting for Renesmee and Bella.
And then the stuff fizzled out of it's beaker and went right through his pant leg!" Emmett finished, laughing as he described what had happened to his Chemistry teacher in last period when he accidentally mixed the wrong chemicals together.
Renesmee and Bella were about halfway across the parking lot when a guy shouted something to Renesmee. His friend laughed, and her and Bella looked disgusted. Bella was about to say something to the guy, but Emmett and I were over there before her mouth was open. "Go get in the cars," I told them, keeping my eyes locked onto the jock in front of me. The girls went to the car.
"So," Emmett said, as we moved closer, causing the guy to lean back against the hood of his car while his friend turned and walked away. "Bothering our sisters?"
"You just can't get away with that," I added.
"No, you can't." Emmett growled. "So leave them alone or you'll be trying to swallow your own ear, okay?"
The jock's eyes grew huge, and he nodded. "Sorry…" He jumped into his car, and we stepped out of the way. He sped off.
"You did something to his car, didn't you? I could see your little mental aura going to his engine." Emmett grinned slyly at me.
"Yeah, well, let's just say that he's going to be in a bit of trouble when his parents have to pick him up from Mexico."
We laughed and got into the Ferrari.
"Are you all right?" I asked Renesmee, turning in my seat to look at her.
"Where's he going?" she asked with a light smile.
"He's taking a little trip to Mexico."
"But we're in Maine."
"Yeah." I turned back in my seat and looked out through the front window as we raced Edward home.
I randomly began poking around everyone's surface thoughts.
Alice: What Not To Wear will be on when we get back… someone needs to tell Stacy and Clinton what not to wear!
Okay…
Emmett:
Too focused on driving to think. His mind was usually blank, though.
Renesmee: He actually made the car take that jerk to Mexico… I wonder if that means… no. Stop it…
I backed out into my own mind. She'd get over me. Just a little crush… I think.