Chapter six:

Moonlight & High School.

When I got home, all I could do was smile. Mom was still hovering around, much to my dismay. So, that resulted in fifteen minutes of me explaining why I was wet. Thankfully though, dad wasn't in. So, I could tell a little white lie. I didn't want her to know I was having fun with Alec out in the rain. I just said I got caught up walking home. She believed it, thankfully. I was a much better liar than what she was as a human. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I realized how tired I actually was. My eyelids were heavier than what they had ever been before. I drifted in and out of consciousness until finally, I was out like a light. Dreaming away happily.

'They were all there. Red eyed demons surrounding us in a perfectly formed straight line. Purple smoke was hovering from a blazing fire besides them. Irina had just been murdered. Tanya and the rest of the Denali's were fighting to get forward. Dad was yelling for individuals to stop them. There was nothing they could do. Irina was gone. What good was her memory if we were all dead anyway? The tall, black haired one was speaking with the snow white - that almost blended in with the snow laying around us like a blanket- haired one. I was clinging to the arch of Jacob's shoulders, hiding within his deep brown fur. Momma was nervous. I could see her gritting her teeth to keep the shield tightly around us.

And there, standing like a stache, emotionless and breathtakingly beautiful was Alec. Beside a girl, his hand in hers. I felt a pang of jealousy, but then I noticed the resemblance of them. She was basically a female version of Alec, only with much more fuller lips. Brighter burning eyes and a face that couldn't do an angel justice. Though, her expression was nothing like Alec's. Hers was full of disgust and hate. Anger and annoyance. She wanted to rip every single one of our throats out and be done with it. Why wasn't Alec telling her to stop? He was my friend!

"A vote!" the raven black haired male called, causing my eyes to drift to him. A vote. The vote for my life.

They all turned into a circle, the black haired one, I figured he was Aro, took hands with the snow white haired dude and the long brown haired one. Each member within a black cloak took hold of one another's hands, heads bowed down and eyes closed for deliberation. I tightened my grip onto Jacob's fur. I called out to Alec mentally, screaming at him to stop this. He didn't so much as blink. He just stood there, uncaring to what was about to happen.

Jane snarled. Something was going on between mother and her. Because her eyes were locked on momma. I saw momma's teeth show. Taunting Jane. Was she insane? Jane let out one of the most ear piercing screams I'd ever heard. She crouched down. Oh no. She was going to attack!

A pair standing besides Grandma and Grandpa started laughing. "I told you this was our time," one said.

"Just look at the witches face!"

Alec then moved for the first time. He caught Jane's arm as she crouched down. He patted her shoulder then he put his arm around Jane, soothing her. Tucking her under his arm as if she were a frail little doll. He was whispering to her in Italian. She seemed to calm down. Yes! He was going to save us! He was going to save me! But then, cutting off all my hopes for my friend sticking up for me, his eyes turned back to us. At momma.

"Are you okay?" She asked, clutching at Dad's hand.

"Yes." Dad whispered back.

"Is Alec attacking?"

Dad nodded. "His gift is slower than Janes. It creeps. It will touch us in a few seconds."

Mom's face relaxed a little, though.. I saw her flinch. It hit us. Mom began to shake with irritation, as if she wanted to scratch at her tongue.

"Careful!" Benjamin warned, but it was too late.

"I can't hold it!" Mom yelled.

All around me, vampires began to drop like flies. Alec was smiling smugly to himself, convinced he had won. The only ones not falling, was our family. The rest had fallen to the floor as if in a deep sleep.

Aro then looked up, watching as the group continued to fall. He walked behind the two twins, resting a hand on each of their shoulders. Alec continued to watch us.

"We have come to the vote that you all must die."

My heart hammered; dad lept forward, as vampire's from the Volturi's side rushed on in, mom told Jacob to run, he did. Taking me with him. I looked over my shoulder and watched as each and every one of them began to get decapitated. Being ripped apart. Alec's eyes were on me as Jacob rushed out as fast as he could.

"Reny." he mouthed.

In a sudden state of shock, I sat up. Breathing deeply and heavily. I knew that was a possibility as to what could have happened when I was a child; my mind manipulating the real events into it's own personal scare. What I couldn't get over, was the look on Alec's face. He didn't know me. He didn't care. I didn't like that look on him. Though he looked smooth and Angelic, he looked like a ghost. A shadow of what he was now.

"Bad dream?" Alec's voice whispered into my ear, causing my head to spin round and find him sitting on the chair. His lips curved into a prying smile.

"Alec!" I hissed, pulling the covers up over myself more. Hell, I didn't want him seeing my spongebob pajamas. He'd think I was some... kid. "What are you doing here? My mom and dad are downstairs!"

"They are taken care of. In a deep, deep sleep."

I frowned at this, getting up and rushing to the door. "I wouldn't if I were you,"

I ignored his warning; and hurried down the stairs. Laying at the bottom of the stairs, was grandma's head. No body. I screamed. Holding back the vomit wanting to pore from my stomach, I peered around the corner. Laying by the door was Grandpa's body. In the kitchen was mom. On the piano was dad.

"I told you," Alec was behind me, his lips by my ear. I spun around; tears spilling out of my eyes.

"Who did this?"

"I did." He said rather smugly, looking towards his victims as if they were some sort of.. Trophy. Hate, resentment, pain, confusion, betrayal and loneliness all washed over me. "Why?" I choked out into a sob.

His hand reached out and creased my cheek. "So you will join me," he said, no remorse what so ever. "The Volturi want you, join us... Reny,"

I slapped his hand away, spat in his face and backed up away from him quickly. He chuckled, wiping it off and flicking it to the side while remaining on the stairs.

"I'd rather die than join you... you.. monster!"

"If that is your choice."

Alec's eyes blazed with danger. He leapt for me and I closed my eyes.

Again, I gasped. Shooting up into my bed and breathing ten times as quickly. I looked around the room. He wasn't in the chair. Downstairs, I could hear clincking and smell burning. I stood up quickly, rushing on down. At the bottom of the stairs, was nothing and at the door, no Grandpa.. In fact, Grandma walked on past; holding a vase.

"Morning darling," she greeted.

What the hell?

"Morning?"

I continued, looking at the piano as I past. Edward wasn't there either. Entering the kitchen, Bella was moving about quickly. Edward was sitting reading the paper. As quick as I could, I rushed on in; throwing my arms around him. He was surprised to say the least.

"Hey Nessie,"

"I love you dad,"

He chuckled, patting my back. "I love you too, what's wrong?"

As quickly as I did with my father, I moved to Bella, throwing my arms around her also. I knew Dad was looking through my thoughts, but I didn't care. All that mattered was they were alive. Since I was touching mom; well, more like clinging to her, I figured that her shield went around me too, since Edward frowned and stood up. "Are you okay?"

I let go of Bella slightly, but kept her arm tightly to mine. "I had a nightmare that you all died,"

Dad shook his head. "That isn't going to happen, love."

"I know. I'm just... happy you're here. Say, why are you here?"

Mom laughed, kissing my head. "Look outside. It's too sunny,"

She was right. It was sunny. The rain and deathly black clouds from yesterday had been replaced by clear blue skies. The sun was out, beaming brightly down onto the trees and grass, giving a gentle breeze; causing the leaves to sway freely. It was far too sunny for even me to go out. Too bright for my hoodie to hide anything greatly. So, this meant a day off school. I send a text to Ivy; explaining that Grandpa' was holding one of his annual hiking trips up the mountain's. I received one back saying 'lucky bitch, see you tomorrow. x' I was in the clear, for now.

Which only left one thing to do today. Face the killer that was in my dreams. Maybe I'd be able to talk this out with Alec. Though, knowing him; he'd probably get a big head due to him being in my dreams.

"Nes?" Bella said, pulling me from my thoughts. I looked to her and laughed, letting her hand go.

"Sorry, uh... I'm going to spend the day getting Alec off my back,"

She frowned, but I was out the door as quickly as I could; rushing back up the stairs and changing. Maybe it was a wrong move to make. Telling mom I was planning on spending the entire day with Alec. Surely she couldn't blame me, after all... I didn't want to be stuck in the house bored out of my head while there is a perfectly good —kinda— sixteen year old sitting in a house that had the exact same problem as I did! I changed into a pair of shorts, since I would be glowing anyway, there was no need to hide it in order just to sweat. A light red tank top and a black flowing cardigan over the top. Topped off with a pair of black pumps. I was set, but I didn't risk going out the front door. Instead, I jumped out of one of the windows within my new room. I landed with a small thud, causing the bottom of my feet to hurt slightly but not enough for me to yell 'man down!' I set off at a quick rate, my skin already glowing. The cottage was a welcome beacon towards me. I skipped right up to the door and pushed it open.

"Alec! I'm he-"

I stopped mid conversation; eyes widening and almost falling out of their sockets. Standing there, shirtless was Alec. He was pulling his black shirt on, but that wasn't the point! The point was, I could see Alec's bare chest. His muscular body. He didn't have chest hair, which was good. Chest hair was a real turn off. His skin was pale, obviously, but warm looking. Laying between his breast plates was his Volturi necklace, topping it all off. Alec was a god.

"Morning, sleep well?" He asked, pulling the black material over his shoulders. He began to button up the bottom of his shirt. I cleared my throat, coming out of my trance. Why is it that every wolf and every vampire had to be remotely hot in some way, even a freaking Volturi member?

"No, not really."

"Oh? Do you wish to tell me about it?" He replied while I sat down onto the chair and put my feet up. I was really beginning to enjoy this whole.. him living here. It was as if it were his own place and I was the annoying friend that forever continued to visit and make myself at home. Of course... I was at home.

"I don't know if I can talk about it. But maybe I could show you?" I shrugged, offering him a chance at entering the mind of the amazing Reny! Yes, I have resulted in calling myself that. I came to the conclusion, I liked Reny a whole lot more than Nessie.

"And how do you plan on doing that?"

"Come here." I grinned. Alec did up the final button of his shirt, moving towards me. I put my hand out towards his face, closing my eyes to concentrate. My eyes snapped open to the sound of a rippling snarl coming from him. I stared at him blankly.

"What?"

"If you do not wish to lose your hand, I suggest you lower it now."

Okay, he clearly didn't get out much. First of all, why was he so damn touchy, or in this case 'non-touchy.' He had his hand on my face last night. Why wasn't I able to return it. It wasn't if I was planning on face raping him with my hand or anything. I almost laughed at that thought.

"It's my gift, idiot. Just put your cheek in my palm. I'm not gonna claw your eyes out. I'm not that sadistic,"

He scoffed, but reluctantly crouched down; placing my hand onto his face. He closed his eyes, like I did also.

I showed him the first dream, showing how scared I was. How everything played out. Alec, not to my surprise, laughed. "It didn't work like that, obviously. Something along those lines, however." He said, continuing to keep his eyes closed.

I showed him the next one, me waking up. Him sitting there and enticing me not to go downstairs. Showing him their scattered remains. I had opened my eyes when he said nothing. I fully expected him to laugh again, but he didn't. No, he frowned. Clearly thinking.

"That isn't going to happen, Reny."

Strangely enough, I believed him. I felt, after only one day, I could trust Alec. Which was insane, right? Alec was dangerous and should not be trusted. Though, he was so much more than just dangerous. He could be funny, and flattering and... a right bipolar git, but he kept his word. I had that feeling, y'know. Alec was different to the other Volturi members. Alec's eyes opened, looking right into mine. "I would not do such a thing without orders. Our Coven isn't the enemy, Renesmee." I guessed he was being serious, considering he was using my full name. "We make choices in order to keep other vampires safe. Our rules are to protect vampires and... half breeds like yourself."

'For now, anyway.' I whispered in my mind. He sighed, bringing his hand up and pulling mine from his face gently. Oh crap. He heard. I looked deeply into his eyes, noticing for the first time.. his eyes were black. A sheer, cold, coal like black.

"You're.. hungry."

Alec stood up and nodded. "Indeed,"

"I thought you went to Port Angeles last night to feed?" I frowned.

He chuckled, shaking his head gently. "No, but that reminds me;" he moved at immortal speed to the other side of the room, pulling out a cream like book; almost marble looking. The pages inside had a golden gleam to their edges. He walked over, handing it back to me. Engraved into the front was what left me utterly breathless.

'Reny.'

It didn't have a lock, but it was closed with a ribbon tied into a perfect bow.

"I broke you're last diary, invading your personal belongings. So, I took the liberty in getting you another."

A new... Diary. It was nothing like my original, but it was just that. It was it's own original. It was perfect. Classy. Beautiful. Mature. I instantly loved it! I brought the thing to my chest in a tight embrace. I had the urge to hug him, but I withheld it.

"Thank you. It's... beautiful." I whispered. He bowed his head.

"Anyway, back to the real subject. Do you wanna go to... Port Angeles?" I asked.

Alec looked to the window and scoffed. "No. It's too... nice outside."

I rolled my eyes. "Later, I mean. When it's darker."

"Your family have no objections to you spending the entire day with me? Considering the agreement was at least one hour per day alone."

"They have objections to everything involving you. It's my choice. I need to go to Port Angeles anyway,"

Alec pursed his lips, before slowly nodding. "Alright. In the meantime, would you like to go over more Romeo and Juliet lines?"

My lips pulled into a clean smile. "Is that even a question?"

He scoffed. Oh yes. This day was going to be better than yesterday.

—xXx—

"You're annoying me now," I gritted my teeth towards the immortal vampire sitting with a prying smile. He obviously found this highly amusing. What Alec had been doing for the last five minutes was change the script to his own amusement. Changing words, characters, points of views, tone in what was being said etc.

All in all, I laughed the first few times but he was getting rather annoying. It should have been me messing about annoying him, but it seemed to be the other way around. I figured he was just doing it to cheer me up — figured, didn't mean he was; I doubted Alec had ever made someone feel better before out of kindness— but eventually it just got irritating.

"Alright, I shall be serious now," Alec said through a chuckle. I continued to frown at him. Turning my eyes down to the lines, I picked out quickly where I wanted to start from, rather than where he wished too.

"Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer."

Alec leant back on the arm of the chair, closing his eyes.

"O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do; They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair." He said effortlessly. I was right about the whole mesmerizing the play thing. Alec hadn't once looked down at the page.

"Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake." I replied quickly, turning my eyes towards him.

"And trust me, love, in my eye so do you: Dry sorrow drinks our blood. Adieu, adieu."

He did it again. Only this time, he hadn't changed any words or made a idiot of himself. No, he simply skipped ahead. I let a annoyed groan fall from my lips, rolling up the script and hitting his leg. As I would have suspected, Alec laughed; moving away from me and resting by the window. It had gotten darker, the sun was just about setting but I wasn't paying much attention to the outside world. Not when he was sitting so close, reading lines — well, when he was being serious — and sounding like a god.

"What do you need to go into Port Angeles for?" Alec asked, gazing on out of the window.

"... Books," I muttered. Alec didn't reply. He just continued to look outside. When he did eventually speak, it wasn't about Seattle or books for that matter. It was about Jacob.

"Why hasn't your mutt been around lately?"

I glared at Alec, not that he noticed or cared for that matter. I gave in and sighed.

"Because you're here."

Alec did turn at this, putting his jet black eyes right onto my posture. I felt uneasy, maybe because I was so used to the burning red. The fiery crimson that was always aflame with light and danger. "Oh? Does my being here bother him?"

"In a way, yeah."

"Good."

"Alec!" I scolded. Again though, he didn't care. He crossed the room and put on his cloak. Obviously a sign it was dark enough to venture out.

"I don't see why my presence would stop a potential mate from seeing the other."

I couldn't hold it in. I burst into a fit of laughter, causing my ribs to hurt. He was none the wiser. Just standing there — perfectly still — with that confused, yet dashing look on his face. His head tilted to one side.

"You... You think me and Jacob are...? Ahaha!" I couldn't even bring myself to say the words. I thought they were funny when Alec said them, the laughter only grew when I tried to say them myself. He really did know how to crack people up, whether he knew he was doing it or not.

"You are not his mate?" Alec asked, still looking confused.

I shook my head, frantically. "Oh god no! We're friends. Sure, he's imprinted on me and stuff; but I could never think of Jacob like that I mean... Ew! He's like my brother!"

Not that I could have a brother. I was forever to be a only child. Alec may have had the scariest sister in the world, but god; I bet having someone there by your side was great. I envied him for that.

"I see, my apologies."

"No need to apologize. You made me laugh."

"I know. In fact, I'm sure the whole town heard," He retaliated with a grin. I rolled my eyes, sticking my tongue out towards him.

He fixed the hood, so it was sitting perfectly, of his cloak; while walking to the door and pulling it open in a swift move. He turned his attention to me. "Shall we then?"

I was up and out of the room quicker than the speed of light. The air consumed all around me. It was still warm, but not bright. Just what we needed.

As I began to walk, Alec kept a quick pace with me also. It was strange to say the least. Me knowing where he was going and not really having a second thought about it. He was off to eat, end someones life and I was just happy to be going out somewhere! Did that make me a bad person?

"Don't you get too hot in that?" I asked, poking at his cloak. Alec kept his eyes ahead of him. I was unsure if he was going to answer me or not, but he did.

"Renesmee, do I have to remind you I'm not like you?"

"Yes you are." I replied, smugly.

"Half like you, yes."

"No, you're like me in one hundred percent."

He turned his head to me, a brow arched under his brown flicked hair. His eyes set in stone towards mine. He really did take the whole 'eye contact' thing to a new level.

"Care to explain?"

"You, my friend," I waited for him to react to the statement. He didn't. I guess he didn't mind me classing him as my friend! Score to Renesmee again! "are an annoying child."

"A child?" He replied, the left corner of his lip curving. "You are calling me a child?"

"If the shoe fits." I smirked, crossing my arms and walking on ahead. I could feel Alec watching from behind, but not for long. He was beside me in a instant.

"You're very strange you know." He said, not letting me butt in, for he went right into his next sentence. "I was annoyed about coming here, you know. I didn't want to waste my time with a half-breed,"

I felt a pang of hurt fall throughout my chest. Perhaps I had to lose that score to that 'friend' thing. "Ouch. Harsh."

"Let me finish," he said rather quickly. I nodded, waiting for the rest of the 'you're a freak speech' "But upon arriving, you have proved to be totally different to my expectations. I believed you to be a brat, to say the least. But you are the exact opposite. And..." He paused, his eyes moving left to right, seemingly looking for the right words. "You're probably the best company I've had within fifty years."

My eyes widened. Was that a compliment? I got called beautiful and told I was fun to be with? By him? Well, I guess my smugness of being 'awesome' was right. If I managed to convince Alec I was fun, I really must have been. He wouldn't lie, right? He hadn't lied to me yet and had stated he was a honorable dude. So, there was no need for me to doubt his words.

"Fifty years?" I questioned, arching my own eyebrow. His lips pulled into a devious little smile. I instantly liked that smile. Really, really liked it.

"Yes. It was the day we went to Greece and given time off. Jane and I got into a little bit of... trouble."

My eyes widened yet again. "Trouble?" I repeated.

He nodded, letting a low laugh come from his heavenly lips. "We terrorised a concert being held."

Oh god. Did I really want to know what he meant by 'terrorised'? Alec probably guessed what I was thinking, and shook his head. "No, no. No one was killed. Hurt, maybe. But not killed."

"What happened?" I asked, now fully interested in this little story.

"Jane threw an apple at the singer," he shrugged. "A little too hard. It knocked him out with the impact."

He began to laugh, obviously lost within the memory. And to be honest, I laughed too. Just the mental picture of a singer in mid song, a apple smacking them in the face; knocking them out. I guessed the concert was cancelled instantly.

"You're close to your sister, aren't you?"

Alec nodded, pursing his lips. "She's all I have left, aside from the Volturi."

"I guess you're the only one who knows the real Jane?"

Alec's brows pulled together; once again thinking and looking off in front of him. His lips parted and closed again, letting out a light, thoughtful sigh. "Jane is rather.. complicated. What you see is what you get. Though, with me she has always been... Jane? It's hard to explain."

"No, I understand," I shook my head. His eyes turned to me yet again, smooth and open. "Is she different from when you were human?" I asked.

"Aside from being a vampire?"

"Obviously," I rolled my eyes.

He smirked, nodding. "She's changed in some way. She wasn't always a..."

"Bitch?" I said rather too bluntly, figures because of the little glare I received from Alec. I took a mental note that Jane was his to insult, no one elses. "Sorry," I said, quickly.

"It's quite alright. Jane's reputation isn't a very pleasant one, but I believe she wouldn't have it any other way." He shrugged. "As would I,"

"You like being known as the sadistic twins? Or... witch twins as I've heard."

Alec seemed to flinch. I wanted to know why, instantly. He didn't reply, he simply glared on ahead. I had obviously hit a nerve, but curiosity was always the downfall within my personality.

"Alec?"

He didn't reply. No reply at all. I put a hand out, resting it onto his arm, giving a gentle squeeze.

"You can tell me you know. I'm not going to judge you,"

"You think that is the height of my worries?" He snapped, turning his eyes back to me. I saw the danger flaring within his eyes, but I didn't stand down. I wanted him to know, no, needed him to know I was there for him. We were friends. Whether he liked it or not.

"What you and your family think of my sister and I are no importance to me."

"But I don't think like my family. They think you're evil and mean and... a dick. But I don't."

Alec rolled his eyes. "Renesmee," oh no. He was being serious again. "Perhaps you should listen to your family. I, as much as you may hate hearing it, am not a nice person and I do not wish to be. Now, no more of my past, alright. It is none of your business, nor anyone elses. The past is the past. Lets not bring it up again,"

Ouch. It really was a sore subject, wasn't it. It made my mind wander to what could have possibly been so bad for him not being comfortable telling me. Granted, it was his own personal business but it was only to make conversation. His reaction only made me want to know more. I knew I should probably keep my nose out, but I didn't want too. I wanted to know every single detail.

"Fine," I said, turning my head forward. Alec's speed began to pick up; which I saw my chance to break the ice yet again. In a flash, I rushed forward and jumped onto his back, winding my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. I was overpowered by his scent. Channeling up my nose and intoxicating me yet again. Alec's earthy, mouthwatering scent should be classed as a drug. More addictive than crack, not that I've ever tried crack. I just decided there on the spot, if I were to be addicted to something; I wanted it to be his scent. Cinnamon.

"What are you doing?" Alec asked. I half expected him to push me off, but he didn't.

"It's called a piggyback."

"A piggyback?" Alec repeated, sounding slightly disgusted. "Why would being carried on someones back be called that? Do people straddle pigs like this?"

"Oh, yes Alec. We only straddle pigs. Which makes you my pig. Babe."

Alec, to my surprise, laughed. He knew who babe was! Made it all the more entertaining. His arms held onto my legs, securing me even more.

"Hold on," Alec said suddenly. Before I had a chance to react, Alec had broke out into a sprint. I squealed, being taken by surprise. My head dug into the crook of Alec's neck, where I was met with the cool touch of his marble hard skin and even more filled with the scent of the devil. Although I was perfectly able to run fast, it was a whole new experience being on someones back. How could Bella say she always felt sick on Edward's back when he did this with her as a human. It was heaven! So much damn fun.

When he came to a stop, I was surrounded with the atmosphere of Port Angeles. The sun still hadn't set yet. We had beaten it. Go us. I jumped down, while Alec straightened out his cloak and turned to face me.

"Will you be safe on your own?" Alec asked.

I grinned. He was looking out for my well being. "I'll be fine. Go... munch some hookers or something,"

Alec arched an eyebrow. I too was surprised with what I came out with. But it was too late to take it back.

"I'll be at the-" I went to say, but Alec put a finger to my lips.

"I'll find you." He let his hand fall, nodding towards me and then heading off down into a alleyway. Obviously about to climb the wall and go into the hunt.

"You sure? It'll be easier if I tell you!" I called after him.

"I'll find you!" was all Alec's reply, and then there was nothing. Silence. I looked about the deserted street and began to try and figure out where it was. After a few seconds, I realised it was the street around the corner from the cinema. There was a close coffee shop, that would be where Alec would find me. Not after I head into a book store. I was needing a new book; as was Bella. Edward? I wasn't sure. But then my thoughts lingered towards Alec. Maybe he'd want a book too, since he was reading 'Gone with the wind' and it did look like a... old, used a lot, copy.

Yeah, I decided I'd get him one too. As I walked down the narrowing street, turned the corner and passing a few faces; I looked up towards the orange sky. Somewhere in this city, Alec was prowling across rooftops, going in for the kill. Using his gift so the human's wouldn't feel a thing. That thought did bring yet another in. What did Alec's gift actually feel like? Well, it obviously felt like... nothing. But still, what did it feel like to be floating off into an oblivion? I'd have to ask him, if I had the balls to later.

Entering the small book store, just about to close I wandered right to the 'timeless classics' isle. Surely there would be a book here Alec hadn't read yet. Well, I hoped. God forbid getting him a book that he had already read. That would be a total embarrassment for me. Hell, I could picture it now. Him sitting laughing because he had read the book I picked at least a hundred times, while I stood there like a idiot with a red face. Nothing new there. Alec was forever making me blush. It seemed to be a hobby for him, not that I was complaining. I was sure he made countless girls blush; just by looking at them. Yes, I believed he was that good at being perfect.

With my index finger moving across the wooden shelf, I tried to reach a choice. Book names slowly began to blur together. How did I actually know for a fact Alec enjoyed tragic, romantic love stories? Just by going off one single book I saw him reading, it didn't mean he actually enjoyed it. Sure, he read Romeo and Juliet so many times he actually knew the script off by heart, but what is to say he fully likes love stories? Maybe he just reads them in order to laugh at how stupid they were? The Volturi didn't believe in love, right? Yes, the leaders were married from what I've heard. But it doesn't mean they actually love one another. The Volturi were nothing but numbers. Aro was a power hungry vampire, he cared not for love and all that jazz. What say Alec is any different?

'Wuthering Heights, by Emily Brontë' I had seen this book at home. It was Bella's from when she was a human. I was sure as hell if Alec wanted to read that, he would have taken it off the shelf and read it. So, by my guessing he had already read it. So, that was off the list.

'Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austen' I had read this at a younger age. Bored of sitting around and doing nothing while Jacob was gone doing his patrol. Honestly, I believed Alec would have read this. If he was a hopeless romantic that I believed him to be; this story would be one of the first he would have read. I was sure of it.

Wait a minute...

Alec enjoyed William Shakespeare. I was sure ole' Willy was smiling in his grave with the passion Alec seemed to show reading his lines. So, why go against what I already knew? I would get a William Shakespeare book! He stated himself he knew Romeo and Juliet well; meaning he had to have read it over and over and not gotten bored of it; so surely he wouldn't get bored of yet another classic!

As quickly as I could manage, I rushed towards the desk. The girl behind it was some sort of a shock. If I were to have saw her on the streets, I wouldn't have guessed she would have worked in a bookstore, that's for sure.

Her hair was a bright shade of purple. Almost too bright. She wore heavy, heavy eyeliner and large fake eyelashes. Her bottom lip was pierced in two places. Didn't human's call them snakebites or something like that? She was really thin with tight, pale skin clinging to her bones. All in all, she was pretty. But pretty scary too.

"Hey," I said, flicking my brown eyes towards the door. I didn't want Alec finding me in here. I had my heart set on the coffee shop. "Do you have any... William Shakespeare plays?"

The girl was flicking her tongue over the left piercing, as it kept moving. She looked at me bemused, tired and bored. Putting a bony finger to her hair, moving it to behind her ear, she took a glance at the computer screen; clicked something and scanned the page.

"You're in luck," she said. "We have a few of Shakespeare. Go right up the back," she pointed further on into the store. I followed her directions with my eyes. "To the left and in the section of 'Legends.' You should see them,"

"Thank you," I breathed, quickly moving towards the steps and through the winding book shelves holding thousands of information to do with adventures, love, loss, pain, etc. To someone who had forever to live, this was probably a heaven. Well, that is if you were someone who had forever and weren't me. I predicted somewhere along the line, when I was near Edward's age or something; I'd be interested in books. Right now, however... I was a teenager and wanted to live.

Turning one final corner, I came to a halt. This was William Shakespeare central. Lists filled each row of his works. Labeled with what theme it was.

'History themed' One row read, under that one was; 'Tragedy themed.' And under that; 'Comedy themed.'

I figured I should get one of each. Just to be safe. So, from the history row, at a random expense, I closed my eyes and ran my finger across each book then came to a stop. The one I stopped at would be the one I picked. Letting my eyes flutter open to reveal my choice.

'King John.'

Okay, so that was one. Onto the tragedy. I again mocked my actions.

'Hamlet'

Last, but not least; Comedy.

'A Midsummer Night's Dream'

There. All three picked out. I quickly rounded up the hardback copies and pushed back towards the purple haired girl. I decided, in a quick choice, to call her a purple troll. That's what those doll's had for hair, right? Yeah, I was sure of it.

The troll took the books, scanning them and then putting them within a paper bag with the words 'BRule!' on it. Obviously a symbol of 'Books Rule.' I rolled my eyes at this.

"That everything?" She asked. I nodded my head, pulling money out from my back pocket.

"$57.98."

Well, with prices like these; those books better be worth it. I handed the money over, telling her to keep the two cent change. He didn't seem to take much joy as I hoped she would. Hurrying out the door and into the cool air again; I walked towards the coffee store. The scene was empty. A few faces here and there; reading or chatting to their company. At the counter, I ordered a simple white coffee with extra froth. I was always a fan of that. Having a drink and then appearing like you have a milk mustache. Once the warm cup was in my hand, I moved on up the stairs; which was completely and utterly empty. Music, calm and smooth, played in the background. Taking a seat in the corner, I let my eyes move towards the windows; scanning the other buildings. He was out there; still. Probably packing himself up on blood. So he wouldn't have to run off again anytime soon. I just hoped he didn't hurt anyone I knew. I doubted what I would do if Shannon, Suzannah or Ivy ever got hurt. And to find out they were hurt from Alec, well... I'd personally kill him myself. He may use his gift, which I would ask him about, on me; but I wouldn't go down without a fight.

"Lost within thought?" His sweet voice sounded in my ears. This time, I didn't jump. At this point, I was so used to him doing it; him jumping out on me wasn't much of a scare anymore. I turned my eyes to him. He had his hood up; the shadow of it covering his eyes.

"Something like that," I shrugged. "Did you eat well?"

Alec, with a flick, put his hood down. There, his eyes were redder than what I had ever seen before. So alive with flare it caused my breath to catch within my chest. Breathe, Renesmee. Breathe...

"Good," I shrugged.

"Is it?" Alec frowned.

"Why wouldn't it be?"

He shrugged in return. "I didn't think you'd view my success in feeding as good, due to what I eat."

He had a point. But, I had to accept it if we were to be friends. I couldn't force him into something. Alec obviously enjoyed eating humans. Who would I be to force him into eating a bunny.

"I'm slowly moving to accept it, just stop making a big deal of it." I said quickly.

"Consider this the last time it is mentioned, my dear."

I smiled halfly, taking a drink of the warm cup of burning liquid.

"Coffee?" Alec asked, leaning back into his chair. I nodded my head. "I would offer to get you one, but..."

He made a face, as if imagining what it would be like to take a drink of coffee. Human food, to 'real' vampires was like dirt; so I've been told. Sure, I preferred blood, but what vampire didn't? Human food was just a... get by, y'know. But, I didn't find it to taste like dirt otherwise I wouldn't put it near my mouth.

"I'm perfectly fine. I wasn't much of a fan of coffee in my human years either."

"You had coffee over a thousand years ago? But you didn't have kettles?"

Alec let out a low chuckle. He had obviously found something tickle his fancy. I continued to watch him.

"We boiled the water with fire. I always disliked it."

"What did you drink then?" I asked, still frowning in confusion.

"Me?" He asked, putting a hand to his chest; pointing inward. I nodded. "Orange juice, I think. Yeah, every morning."

Orange juice. Wasn't going to lie. Loved the stuff myself. Always left you feeling refreshed in the morning; ready for anything. Though, coffee gave you a buzz. Kept you awake longer. Which, I wanted to do so badly at the moment. The longer I was awake, the longer I got to spend with him.

"I like orange juice," I said before I had a chance to stop myself. Great, Renesmee. Now.. You sound like a freak. Alec scoffed; but said nothing more. Thank god.

After five minutes of silence, my cup drew empty. With a satisfied sigh, I stood from my chair. Alec watched me with large burning eyes. He had his back right up against the back of the chair, slouched slightly. With his elbow resting on the table and index finger curled over his full lips and thumb under his chin.

"C'mon then. Home time."

Alec was up in that second, straightening his cloak. "Meet you outside," he said and then vanished. I guessed no one saw him come in, due to the whole rule if you didn't buy anything you weren't allowed to sit within the store. Picking up the bag, I quickly rushed on down the stairs, thanking the guy behind the bar. Once out into the orange filled sky, still growing darker and darker as the minutes past; I let out a smile.

"Boo," Alec was in front of me within a blink. I laughed, pushing him ever so slightly. "The sun is setting," he stated matter—of—factly. I scoffed, moving around him and heading down the street.

"Well done, Alec. Five points to you?"

"See, I now have ten."

"Yeah, but I have fifteen."

Alec rolled his eyes, keeping up pace with me.

"But, it is only the second day. I'm five away. I'll win, eventually. I always win."

"Oh," I laughed, putting a hand up as if to say 'whatever' towards him. "But I never lose."

"Then it shall be fun kicking your butt, Reny."

"Ditto, Volturi boy."

He scoffed, giving a subtle wink. Within a flash, I was up and in his arms. Bridal style, which I found highly amusing causing me to burst into a fit of giggles. Alec wasted no time into sprinting. He shifted me so that he was holding me with one arm, while he basically flew up the side of a building and over the roof. By the time he jumped over a gap, I was again bridal style; and hiding my head into his chest. "I swear to god, if you drop me!"

"Don't tempt me," He laughed.

I clung to him even tighter; butterflies rising within my stomach as he dropped to the floor, landing perfectly onto his feet. A matter of moments later, Alec came to a stop and let me to my feet again.

"We can walk the rest,"

"I have a better idea," I grinned; taking his hand and dragging him forward. I knew exactly where we were from here. I had stumbled across it with a run with Jacob as a child. It didn't take long to find the enchanted area of my own. It was around two miles away from my home. Well, Grandparents home. I continued to drag him further and further away from our original destination. Though, when I finally found the opening and heard the sweet sound of falling water; I let his hand fall and rushed on forward. Alec followed slowly; obviously wary.

Running right to 'my' tree. Really, it was mine. I had Jacob carve my name into the bark upon finding this place. I called it my own wonderland, due to my obsession with 'Alice in wonderland' at the time. I rested the brown bag under it; and lay back. Looking up towards the sky.

Alec's face blocked my sight of the darkening sky. Standing above my head, looking down at me like I was some sort of loon. Well, he would slowly begin to realize... I was.

"What are you doing?"

"What does it look like." I replied bluntly, patting the floor next to me. He looked at it, frowned but took a seat and rested back also. Gazing up and watching the sky darken.

"And now what?" sighed Alec. I, against all judgement, patted his stomach.

"Patience, boy. We wait."

"For?"

"The sun to go down."

He scoffed, causing my head to turn to him and watch his features. He wasn't sparkling. Damnit! For some strange reason, I wanted to see what he looked like in his natural form. The way his skin was meant to look.

"What's so funny?" I finally said, letting my teeth graze across my bottom lip. Looking for any loose skin that I could peel off.

"Nothing. Just, watching the sunset with you wasn't one of my duties."

"Yeah well... Becoming your friend wasn't one of mine either, but look at that. We are friends. Whooo." I replied sarcastically.

"Friends," he repeated. "I doubt my sister would like that."

"Why?"

"Well... Jane likes to have me all to herself, I suppose."

"Too late. She's going to have to share you." I said quickly, causing his head to turn and look me right in the eyes.

"And why would she have to do that?"

"Well..." I said, keeping the eye contact alive. I couldn't help but notice what a severe case of butterflies I had in that moment. My stomach had gone into overdrive; just by actually looking into his eyes. No quick looks away. I was staring into the eyes of one of the most beautiful killers around and truth be told... I didn't care. "I've seen how amazing you are. So, she can't keep you to herself now."

He chuckled, his features soft and calm. "Will you be brave enough to say this to her when I have to return to Italy?"

I drew a blank. "Uhh..."

Alec laughed aloud, shaking his head and looking back up towards the sky. I smiled at his laughter. It was a natural thing to hear now. The light sound of his laughter was music to my ears, and probably anyone else's who was privileged enough to hear it.

I rested my eyes back onto the sky, letting out a light sigh. "You know," I said, soulfully, "all these rumours of you being evil and stuff.. It's bullshit."

"Oooh, the half—breed using cursing," He scoffed.

"Shut up, alright. I'm serious. You're not this... Sadistic, evil dick everyone believes you to be,"

"Believe me... I am,"

"I don't believe you," I said bluntly.

"You should."

"Nope. I refuse too."

"You're a stubborn little thing, aren't you?"

I smiled to myself. "You have no idea."

"Renesmee?"

By this point, I had closed my eyes; lost within the moment. Listening to the gentle crickets hidden within the grass, but I could tell he was propped up onto his elbow, facing me. "Mmhm?" I mumbled, with a breath.

"Who is this Nathan?"

I laughed mentally. Oh, you probably don't want to know, I thought. Spilling my heart out about a teenage crush that wouldn't happen. Not even within a thousand years. And yet, I found myself wanting to tell him. I could trust him, after all.

"He's a boy from school," I muttered; keeping my eyes closed. "I've spoken to him like... three times maybe."

"You're attracted to him?"

I scoffed, nodding my head. "Everyone is. He's the school's hottie. Captain of the football team, etc. Every girl, and I'm sure a few boys, would probably give anything for a chance to date Nathan. Though, Brittany has gotten her claws into him."

Alec was silent for a moment. "Would you give.. anything?"

This caused me to think. Would I? Would I really give anything for a chance to rub it in Brittany's face that Nathan liked me? The chance to see her scrawny, flawless face screwed up like she had just sucked on a lemon, because I was the one Nathan wanted? There was only one answer to that. "Yes."

Alec nodded his head, lying back down. "Perhaps we should head back. I'm sure you're father is worrying."

"No. Not yet. Let's just... watch. This is your freedom from the Volturi Alec. You're not on duty at this time,"

Alec scoffed. "I'm always on duty."

"Shut up and watch the darn sunset," I scolded, opening my eyes and glaring at him. He glanced towards me, a playing smile on his face.

"Of course, Reny."

I glanced down towards his hand, laying closely by mine. Should I take it? Alec probably saw me looking at his hand; because he moved his away; resting both onto his stomach and letting out a deep sigh. There was nothing else that could be more perfect right? Two friends, laying in the grass, watching the sun fall from the sky. Wrong. The moment the sun vanished from sight and was replaced by a blanket of darkness; Alec stood up; pulling me up with him. Though, I complained that I didn't want to walk. So, what did he do?

Carried me. As he past 'my' tree, he grabbed the brown bag, and allowed me a chance to huddle into his chest, fists clenching to his cloak. Breathing in his beautiful scent. Eyes beginning to fall heavy. "Don't drop me," I whispered through a weak, tired voice.

"Wouldn't dream of it," his voice whispered back, calmly. At least he was calm about all this. My heart was going double, though I figured it would begin to calm eventually as I got used to being in his arms. It did, thankfully.

The last thing I remember hearing was Alec's voice.

"Sweet dreams, Reny."

—xXx—

I awoke to the whispering sounds of birds singing their songs. Seemed, I had fallen asleep rather quickly. Was it possible Alec had used his mystical gift on me? I doubted it. I had all my feelings. I felt being put down into my bed, I heard Edward whispering 'good night' and the door being closed. Alec had clearly called him out in order to come take me from his arms. I wondered how he reacted to me fast asleep, hugged into Alec's chest. Alec most likely got the death glare. I'd have to ask after school. In the meantime, I got up, showered, dressed and rushed downstairs; planning on getting something to eat.

Grandma' and Alice was the only one in. I didn't bother asking where everyone else was, because that would imply actually giving a damn. I had my suspicions anyway. Dad was probably with Grandpa, working. Mom was probably out visiting Jacob... lucky for some. I wanted to know what he felt with all this... Volturi crap going on. How he was taking me being under investigation, and I wanted to know what he would think of me actually becoming friends with the investigator. I doubted it would be 'Oh, cool. At least you're having fun,'

Chowing down two pieces of toast; I stood from my stool; listening to aunt Alice complain about a vase being missing from its original stance. Pulling on a simple Forks High jumper, over the top of a pink shirt; I fretted about with a band, putting my hair up within a ponytail. No time to mess about with looking perfect. I wasn't Brittany Hill. I smirked at the thought shoving on a pair of pumps and yelling 'bye' towards my aunt and Grandmother. They waved back, telling me to have a nice day.

As I walked, I remembered what Alec has said during the rain fall. He was planning on walking me too and from school. He had probably forgotten. Typical dude. I smirked, playing with my multiple colourful bracelets on my left wrist.

"Find something amusing?"

I looked up. Alec was there. He hadn't forgotten. But it was what he was wearing that left me stunned. Alec, usually covered with the black cloak and the Volturi necklace on full display, was wearing normal clothes! Sure, he had his black shirt on which was left open— and had me wanting to swoon— and a white, tight, tee-shirt under, complementing the black shirt, and of course his black jeans and a belt. I could see the Volturi necklace outline under the white tee-shirt, but that was the least of my thoughts at the moment. His eyes, which he had killed people to return crimson once again, were violet. Light and open. Alec, looked human. So, freaking human it was unbelievable. There was only one question, though. Why?

"What... what are you wearing?"

Alec looked down on himself, shrugging. "Normal clothes. Isn't this what teenagers wear now a days?"

"Yes... But.. but.. why?"

"Haven't you guessed?" Alec smiled, shoving his hands into his pockets. "I'm going to help you get this Nathan guy."

I dreaded to continue with my question, but I did it anyway. "How?"

"I'm enrolling into Forks High school, Reny."

A/N:

Well, this was longer than what I expected! Oh well; little cliff hanger! Review and the next one shall be up ASAP. Also, a little shoutout to 'KatasaurRAWR.' Helping me out with a few chapters because she's that awesome!

Anyway, hope you enjoyed this. Longer than usual, but hey ho. Who's complaining? ;D

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-C.H.