Chapter Eleven
Renesmee
I was more than just excited, I was also nervous as I closed the office door behind me. The two older women had stared at me from behind the counter when I first entered and I introduced my self as Renesmee Carlie Cullen. After getting over their initial shock, they told me how impressed they were at my past achievements, all made up of course but nothing I was incapable of doing. They also told me how happy they were that I was here and wished me the best of luck. But so far everything was just as my parents had mentioned. I had arrived a little early and received a map and a class schedule. Now all I had to do was find my first class, which was conveniently located across from my assigned locker. Like I'd need it. I had on all my books in my shoulder bag that Alice had insisted upon as she dressed me in a red sweater dress and black leggings, along with black flats and a large black belt that synched my waist. I remembered it as one of the many outfits we had bought on that trivial day in Seattle. My hair was pulled into a high ponytail and a black head band pulled my bangs out of my eyes. I looked around the semi empty hall then back to the map. I memorized it and the schedule before stuffing them into the bag. I moved along, dodging through the hall that had suddenly become flooded with kids of all different color, age and size.
My first class was English, which I was happy about even though aside from English I could speak fluently in several other languages including Spanish, French, and Japanese. I entered the class as two girls pushed passed me taking their seats. They didn't seem to even notice me. I moved to the front, handing a slip of paper to the teacher. Mr. Brawnson was a middle-aged man who was already suffering from chronic hair lose, but was still pleasant. He didn't introduce me to the class, only told me to take a seat in the back, the only seat available. I moved quickly to the seat, but was still conscience of the amount of grace I put behind the movement. I settled into my chair, everyone's eyes still plastered to me. I was warned about this, that I, though I never really thought of myself this way, was beautiful to them. Mr. Brawnson cleared his throat drawing everyone's eyes to him. I sighed and set my bag down pulling out the appropriate book. I opened it to the correct page and prepared myself. I heard a soft sound from next to me. I turned to see a girl with curly dark red hair that clung to her shoulders looking shyly at me.
"Hi," she whispered.
"Hi," I returned in the same voice level.
"You're new here?" I smiled. I wondered what had given that a way.
"My name is Briann," What a pretty name, I thought. I had never heard it.
"I'm Renesmee." She tilted her head to the side and eyed me, exploring my face for any thing that indicated that I was lying. She obviously found none.
"Really" She almost seem to laugh. I nodded.
"It's very unique." I nodded again. I understood that fact, that no one, anywhere would every have my name. I liked it. She smiled and leaned back in her chair and I turned my attention back to the front.
The hour didn't last long, and the students scattered when the bell rang. I gathered my things as I pondered what subject I had next. Humanities, I thought.
"Hi, again," I heard as I stood, pulling the bag over my shoulder. It was the same girl from before. I searched my mind for her name.
"Briann, right?" She nodded.
"You're the girl from yesterday. The one with the silver car." All her questions came at once. I moved my head up and down.
"Wow, everyone was talking about you."
"Really?" I asked, not really comprehending what she was saying.
"Yeah. What class do you have next?" She asked as we exited the room, into the crowded hallway.
"Humanities with Mr. Jennings."
Her face wrinkled. "Ahh, I was hoping we had another class together. I have Bio next. But at least it's in the same direction." She smiled again and I realized that I liked her. She was shorter than our first meeting let on, standing at about 5'5. But she had a fun personality, and was really a genuinely nice person. The type of people that my parents told me to look for. I had always been a great judge in character.
We walked to her class and then I went on to mine. I entered the class behind two girls that kept glancing back at me. I didn't have to hear them to know that they were talking about me. I ignored them and continued. It was then that I spotted Kim, Jared's' girlfriend and a familiar face. She waved me over to her desk her face beaming.
"Jacob explained everything to us, but I still can't believe your really here!" she said overjoyed as I approached her. And I was just as happy to see her.
"And we have a class together." she voiced. "Plus the seat behind me is free." She patted the desk top as I slipped into it. She spun around to face me. I had always liked Kim. She had always been easy to talk too and she was a very caring person. I understood why and was happy that Jared had imprinted on her, whatever imprinting was.
The teacher entered and I walked to hand him the introduction paper. Once again, Mr. Jennings didn't introduce me to the class. Just announced, rather monotone, that I was a new student and sent me back to my seat. By the time it was over I knew that I'd like the class, but I wasn't too sure about the instructor. He had obviously read my transcript which called me out as a four point oh student, which he didn't like very much. He made it his sole duty to make me out as a liar in front of everyone. Of course I answered all the question he threw at me about the Eastern regions of the world.
I smiled.
He would never get his satisfaction because I'd listen to enough of Carlisle stories about his home country and his travels throughout history. His version was so much more interesting, seeing that he was actually there for most of it.
Kim walked with me to my next class.
"So how was your first class so far."
"I liked it. I met a girl named Briann. She was really nice."
"She has red hair right," I nodded." We reached room 206.
"Is this your next class," she asked surprised. I nodded.
"Me too. So does Quil, Embry and Jacob."
"Jacob?" I followed behind her, heading straight to the woman that stood, scribbling a bunch of math formula's on the board. I glided to her and cleared my throat to get her attention. She turned to me, her eyes widen as she looked me over. She blinked then set the chalk on the side of her desk. I handed her the slip of paper. She took a moment to look over it. I ignored the various conversations I heard about me, the new girl. I also didn't take note of the werewolf smell that drifted past me. They were definitely in this room. As human as I appeared, I too had to have control over everything I did. Control that was handed down by my mother.
"Raynesme Cullen,"
"Renesmee," I corrected as I read her name on the top of the board. Mrs. Stevens.
"Any relation to the good Doctor Carlisle Cullen." I nodded. I wasn't surprised that someone would eventually put the two together.
"Yes, he's my uncle." She nodded, then turned to the class that had filled up in the short time that she had spoken to me.
"Quiet down, everyone." Everyone seated themselves and turned there full attention to her.
"We have a new student. Her name is Renesmee Cullen. I know that some of you maybe wondering, why is that she'd choose to attend our school so late in her senior year." She glanced back to the small sheet of paper in her hands, that explained everything. "Apparently she has been home school all her life and has finished all the courses that she'd needs to graduate. She only needs to take these last five classes to graduate with you." I felt a little hot and shy as she continued to ramble one about me. Everyone's eyes boring holes into my face. I didn't look up, I didn't want to see anyone I knew. It was kind of embarrassing. Some thing I had never experienced before. I was more than happy, when she told me to take a seat next to Quil. I slipped through the isle, eyes glued to the floor, then sat down swiftly making sure to not to move to quickly. Embry found this serenade rather funny because he chuckled under this breath behind Quil. I settled into my seat and Mrs. Stevens turned back to the board. I slipped my bag off my shoulder and looked up. Kim wasn't more than one seat up diagonally. She smiled back at me and I returned it. I pulled out my book and got to work. I glanced over at Quil then Embry. There were both staring at something behind me. It was then I picked up a familiar scent. Jacob. I looked around, but I just could not find him. I heard Quil snicker behind his math book. I really wanted to ask him what but I heard my name called. I looked up and the teacher was staring dead at me.
"Renesmee, would you come solve this problem." It was then Embry burst into laughter, muffled only by his hand. I stood with caution and strolled forward. I took the piece of chalk from her hands. It took my less than I second to analyze the math question. It was so easy it almost made me laugh as I wrote out the steps to the problem. I had learned this months ago, easily advancing unto college level math, then past even that. I sat the chalk down and turned back to the class. I blinked as I looked over the wave of students that stared, shocked back at me. Had I done something wrong? Was my answer wrong? I dismissed that idea. There was no way that I could make such a mistake. I glanced back at the board and immediately understood why everyone mouths had dropped open. I had used the entire board, using an insane amount of steps and formulas to explain a simple equation; x equals the square roots of 67. My face flushed and I strode back to me seat, eyes to the floor, sinking into it.
"Thank you Miss Cullen," the teacher announced, distaste dripping from her voice. She most likely didn't understand half the things I wrote and didn't like it one bit.
"Way too stay low key," the recognizable voice came from behind me. I twirled in my seat to look at him. He leaned back calmly a large grin planted on his face. It was weird seeing him again in so much clothes; a black graphic tee over and white long sleeve shirt. His hair wasn't pulled back into it's usual low ponytail.
"Jacob," I whispered as I smiled. I had wondered what it would be like to see him at school and here he was, sitting right behind me. I realized that this was the first time I had seen him all day.
"Just the answer would have done," He joked. My face flushed again. "You're making everyone else look bad, including Mrs. Stevens." I didn't comment. I was embarrassed enough, instead I returned my attention to the board. I occupied myself by writing down everything, not that I needed it. It was just to past the time. I wasn't sure of why I suddenly found myself feeling nervous and so aware of Jacob behind him. It was so intense that I was sure I could feel the heat coming off of him. When the bell buzzed, and we were dismissed I sighed and packed my things away.
"Having fun yet," He grinned down at me. I didn't look at him as I stood.
"Best time of my life." It wasn't a lie. The pure joy in my voiced told him so. Kim joined us as we headed to the door, Quil and Embry still snickering about something.
"You did good." she claimed. "I've never seen anyone make Mrs. Steven so uneasy." I almost wanted to laugh but I couldn't. I was too conscience of the heat that rushed to my face when Jacob had bumped into me in the narrow halls as we walked side beside. And as much I wanted to be with him, I wanted to get to my next class. I didn't like this nerving feeling I got when he was around. I still didn't know how I hadn't noticed how appealing he suddenly seemed to me.
"Where is the Cafeteria," I didn't ask anyone in particular. "That's were my next class is." All four of them burst into laughter. It was Quil that answered.
"Lunch isn't a class," he grinned. "And you were doing so well," I hadn't blushed so much in my entire life as short as it was. I was confused by why it would be happening now. No one else seemed to do it. I stayed silent as I followed Kim into a large area. There was a multitude of tables scattered everywhere, different students sat at each. We got into a long line.
"Great. Pizza." Kim groaned. Pizza. I liked pizza I remembered. My face lit up. We paid for our food, the lunch lady as Quil called her stared at me when I handed her my new credit card. It wasn't until Kim told me that they only accepted cash that I pulled out a large bill and handed it to her. I walked off with out receiving my change. She had to chase my down to give it to me. Jacob only rolled his eyes and led me to a small rectangular table in the corner. Though Jacob and Kim didn't find any funny about my situation, Quil and Embry didn't hold back there humor as I sat down across from Jacob. I stared at the two slices in front of me. It didn't look like the first time I had tried it, and it sure didn't smell as good.
"You don't have to eat it. We can hunt on the way back." It was just like Jake, as my mom called him to be thinking about my well-being alone. I shook my head and took a bit. It wasn't the same, but it wasn't bad. Replacing the slice on the plate and looked around the noisy room, fill with people. It was nothing like what I had seen on TV. Thank god, because this was way better. I was finally in high school. It didn't seem so bad. What was everyone so worked up about. I continued to scan the room taking in the different types of groups. In the far off corner sat a group of estranged kids, who wore nothing but black. They all had a multitude of piercings and didn't seem to smile, ever. I turned to the next table. Nothing seemed out of place, beside the fact that everyone who sat there wore extremely round glasses and had there faces glued to several books. The next table was filled with a group of very pretty girls. But one girl surprised me. She was staring dead at me. She didn't look away even when our eyes connected. Her expression sinister. She glared at me through slanted eyes. I stared back at her. It was still rude to stare in the human world, right. We vampires had no problem with it but I was sure that it was impolite behavior here. I ripped my gaze from hers back to my own table. Jared had joined us, as had Seth.
"Seth what are you doing here. I was told that you were in a lower grade?"
"Yeah," he nodded devouring that last of his pizza. "Yeah but I have the same lunch as ya'll , so," I nodded I could still feel her gaze on me but I looked up just to make sure. And surly enough her eyes were still plastered to me. I sighed taking another bite of me pizza. I saw Kim glance at me then over me head.
"Great," she murmured. "Ashley's giving her the death glare." Ashley? Was that her name? Everyone who seemed to be involved in there own conversation, twisted to us.
"She keeps staring at me, if I've done anything to upset he…"
"No," Kim breathed. "You only exist." I blinked thoughtlessly at her, not understanding her comment. Jared spoke to me.
"Don't worry about it. She's just mad that she's not the prettiest person in school anymore." The one thing I hated the most about this was that sometimes they said stuff that I didn't quite get, stuff that they hardly explained.
"Who ever told her she was," Seth huffed. I glanced back toward her table, but she was gone. I caught her exiting with a group of four other girls behind her. After that the rest of lunch was quite eventful, and I enjoyed very much the atmosphere that surrounded us. But we did seem a little out of place, no one really said anything to us, but the did stare at me a lot. Forty minutes later we heard a long buzz in hall telling us it was almost time to go. We dumped our tray. Me, most of my lunch, some how I wasn't as hungry as before.
I split from everyone to head to my next class which was Social Science. I instantly knew I was going to like that class. The good thing about Social Science was that every one including the instructor, Mr. Wilson was very social able. I met some interesting people like Ryan. He was a tall bleach blond that started on the schools soccer team. Our conversation was easy, he asked a lot of questions; Where was I from? What school had I gone to before this? He was surprised when I told him the truth. I was home schooled, mostly by my dad and Carlisle. He even offered to walk me to my next class. Gym. I also met another boy named Devon. His dark skin was the color of rich milk chocolate. He was very good looking and had light hazel eyes. He was very fun to talk too and he sat next to me.
Gym was an experience all in itself. My gym teacher was also the volley ball coach, Mrs. Rodriguez. She was a small women, with kind eyes. But don't let that fool you, she was a demon when it came to gym. She explained that I'd have an assortment of games through out the next couple of mouths, Volley ball was now. She issued me the gym uniform, a pair of gray slacks and a white tee shirt. As I changed, the first volley ball game had already begun. Those who were not playing yet, were told to stretch and run five miles on the outskirts of the gym. Because of the wet, cold weather ,we had to run inside. I spotted Briann waving to me from the bleachers after I was the done with the two mile run.
"Great we have gym together," She smiled. I nodded and sat down next to her.
"So how was the first day so far, I know it's not over yet but,"
"Its been great," I stared out into the court at the blue and white ball that was being bumped and spiked back and fourth. It looked really interesting. More fun than it had been on the television. I understood how to play. I was suddenly very anxious. I wanted to play. Some of the better girls must have been on the volley team, simply using this as practice. I stared at one the girls as she jumped to spike the ball. I recognized her as the girl, Ashley.
"Oh that's Ashley, she the teams captain." Briann's voice was grim. Did she have something against her. "She's also very popular with the boys if you know what I mean."
"No, I don't" She eyed me for a second then chuckled.
"Well you were home schooled." She said it as an excuse, I didn't correct her.
"Anyways she's not a nice person. I've known Ashley since elementary school and not once has she ever said anything to me. Nice, at least." She sounded a lot like a… oh what were they called. I had learned this watching TV one night. Oh, a bitch. That's what it was. I eyed Ashley again. She did seem to be extra happy when she stroke the ball to anyone that couldn't move fast enough to return her spike. She was good, though. Better than most the girls and half the guys. Finally it was time to switch out. I wasn't until I saw Ryan coming off the court that I even realized that he was in the same class. He hadn't mentioned it. He waved to me before sitting down in a group consisting of him, Ashley and a few our guys and girls. Briann nearly ripped my arm off as she pulled me to look at her.
"You know Ryan Carver," Her enthusiasm scared me a little.
"Not really, we have class together, if that's what you mean."
"Yeah, but he just waved at you." I stared at her blankly. She rolled her eyes and pulled me unto the court behind her. The game started slow. I stood in the middle of the net, known as the setters seat. Briann was pretty good, and I played along. Nothing over the top, trying my best to keep my movements as normal as possible. Not moving to fast, things like that. We still were behind seven points making the game three to ten. It wasn't that our other team members were bad, it was that only me and Briann knew what we were doing. But this was only gym. No one took this seriously. What happened next made me think our wise. One of my team members, Joan a tall skinny girl drove for the ball. She missed it and landed awkwardly in the process, and the same group of kids with Ryan and Ashley burst into laughter. She ignored them as Briann who was closes to her helped her to her feet. But Joan got the point back as she tried again, getting it over the net to drop at other teams feet. It wasn't until we rotated and I was the next to serve that I actually started to play a little. I only did what I had seen on TV. I positioned my self and thought for a second. There were two ways to do this. A jump serve or a standing serve. I chose the lesser of the two not wanting to exert to much force. I through the ball up and as gracefully as it was normal and sent it sailing over the net to the back row hitting just inside the line. No one moved in the gym, all eyes stuck to me. What had I done now. I was very careful about my movements, so it couldn't be that. Suddenly the gym filled with low mummers eyes still on me. Mrs. Rodriguez hushed the noise but the only people that didn't huddle together were the ones on the court. And she even stared at me with wide eyes. Someone eventually retrieved the ball and bounced it back to me. I served again, this time easing up on the power, letting it fall right behind the net softly. They returned it and we volleyed back and fourth again. We won by three points, and people still talked about me as Briann and I convert back into our originally clothes in changing room. I overlooked every ones gaze as I stripped down to me underwear and back into the clothes my aunt had place on me. We left Gym, our last class for the day. I grinned. I had just completed my first day of school ever.
"You are amazing," Briann praised me for my side. I didn't respond, but continued to grin. I was eager to head home to tell my family about the day.
"You have to join the volley ball team." We weaved in between the coward of students heading the same direction. " Your so perfect."
"And why don't you join, your pretty good yourself." Her face fell.
"I wanted to join at the beginning, but Ashley told me I wasn't good enough. I told you she's the captain."
"That's lie," I insisted. "Your just as good or even better than she is." I didn't understand this Ashley person but she had no right to say that to Briann. Briann was a sweet girl and a great volleyball player.
"Thanks," her face lit up. "I really like you,"
"I like you too." It was the truth. We exited into the student parking lot.
"So are you?" She asked. Oh right, she had asked if I was going to join. I grinned.
"I will if you do," She pouted in a childish way, something I had done too Jacob not more than a couple of weeks ago. It was hard to wrap my brain around that thought. I spotted Kim and Jared across the parking lot and waved.
"More friends of yours," She said eyeing them. I nodded.
"Yep, there old friends though." The thought made me smile. I actually felt like we were in fact friends and not just to object of there friends imprint.
"Really," she shrieked. "I was just joking, but you actually know them.
"Yeah, don't you?" Her jaw fell open.
"Um no… I don't really have friends," her voice trailed off.
We pushed past a couple of cars, before I spotted my car. The silver Viper. I pulled the keys from my pockets and hit the unlock button.
"I guess that really was you the other day. That means to know Jacob Black." It was my turn for my face to light up.
"You know Jacob," I all but screamed at the mention of his name.
"Not really, but I heard he's super hot," I pulled my door open, throwing my bag into the passengers seat. Something in her statement made my eye twitch. But it happened so fast that I barely noticed it myself. I turned to her again when I spotted Jacob coming towards me.
"Jacob," I didn't pay attention to Briann who had frozen beside me.
"Heading home."
"Yep," I grinned. "Can't wait to tell everyone about my day." I sounded like the kid I use to be.
"So you had a good day, kiddo" he asked patting my head lightly. He seemed a little nervous to do it. I nodded.
"Well I guess I'll see you tomorrow." Briann stated stepping back.
"Oh Jake, this is Briann. We have English and Gym together." I turned to Briann, whom I really felt like calling Bri at the moment.
"This is Jacob,"
"Hi," she stated shyly.
"Hey,"
"Well, see yeah. Oh and you should really think of trying out. Seriously!"
"Okay, Bye." She disappeared in-between the remaining cars in the almost empty parking lot.
"Try Out. For what?"
"I'll tell you when we get home," I smirked.
"Nessie?" I jumped into me car and started the engine. I rolled down the window.
"Race?" A large grin replaced his frown. He was dodging through the cars before I could pull out of my spot. I rushed home. I saw him in the trees as I raced up our drive way. It would take him a minute to change and get dressed. I laughed.
I wasn't surprised when I saw that Emmett and Jasper were in the fourth lawn wrestling. I could see the earth shake whenever either one them was slammed unto the ground, with a lot of noise. But nothing anyone would hear with us so far back in the forest. My parents along sat on the porch steps with Alice and Rosalie standing behind them. My mother was pulled close to my fathers chest. They turned to me as I speed to a stop behind Alice's Porsche. I switched off the motor and flew from the car just as Jacob came stumbling into the clearly pulling the draw string on a pair of swear pants. He had even managed to pull on a shirt. No shoes of course. I raced toward the house.
"I win," I yelled to him.
"As if, I was here first," I giggled. It was definitely a tie. No denying it.
"She's right dog, she won." Rosalie stated. Jacob ignored her.
"Renesmee," My mother called. I rushed into her arms, then slipped into my fathers lap.
"How was school?"
"It was wonderful. I had so much fun." My mouth moved at the speed of sound.
" I can't wait to go back, I met so much people. I really like the teachers. I already did my home work. And today we played Volleyball in gym class. I think I did pretty well for my first day."
"Except she needs to find a way to explain the math problems in a less complicated way." Jacob snickered against a pillar.
"What's wrong with the way I thought her," my father spoke. I grinned.
"Nothing, ignore him. I can't wait to graduate so I do it all over again." I laughed.
"It seems we've raised a demon," my mother joked and nestled into my fathers shoulders. I was filled with nothing but joy.
"And what about you, Jacob."
"It was okay. We have math and lunch together." He glanced at my two uncles who were still throwing each other into the ground. I smiled again.
"I think I made a friend. She's really nice. Her names Briann."
"Really," Mother spoke. "Your better than me when I first moved here."
"You made friends your first day," Dad answered her.
"Yeah, not you that's for sure." She grinned. "But that's not what I meant. I dreaded talking to people, she seems to have no problem." I shock my head. I was so comfortable speaking to people, to anyone.
"It's impossible not to love Nessie, once you have the chance to meet her." My dad rubbed my head, but my eyes were glued to Jacob. Was it me or was he kind of quiet. He didn't seem like himself.
Daddy, I thought. He didn't turn to me but I knew he heard me. Is something wrong with Jake. He shock his head slowly. I knew he knew and just wasn't saying anything. That was when something dawned on me. Jacob hadn't really said anything to me today. Nothing like the other day. In fact he hadn't said much to me since my change. Had he found it harder to be around me since then. I had to ask him, but not here. I stood.
"I'm hungry, I didn't eat a lot at lunch. I'm going to hunt." My mother stood,
"Do you want me to come with you." Old habit's die hard. I shook my head.
"No thanks. Jacob volunteered to take me."
"What?" his head snapped towards me as I grabbed his hand, pulling him to the east woods.
" During lunch remember. We'll be back before night fall." I broke out into a full run, my hand still around his wrist as we hit the edge of the trees.
"I could run faster if you'd let me change,"
"No I want to talk to you." I went far enough to were we wouldn't be heard by anyone before I stopped and whirled around to him. He almost ran into me.
"Is something wrong?" I asked.
"What are you talking about." he asked. Was he truly ignorant or being coy on purpose.
"You haven't said more than a few words to me all day. I mean you were pretty normal just now, but earlier…"
" Well I haven't seen you most of the day," he stepped back from me putting at least five feet between us.
"Still, what about the times you did see me. Like in class, you could have said something to me about you sitting right behind me. And then at lunch. Are you avoiding me?"
"How can I avoid you. My entire world revol. . .," he stopped in mid sentence.
"Are you going to eat or not?" he asked folding arms across his chest.
"Why are you evading my questions, Jacob. What have I done?" I felt the tears form on the brink of my eyes.
"I'm not. I'm not avoiding you and you've done nothing." I wanted to believe him, but the spark behind his gaze was gone, something else replaced it.
Hesitation, uncertainty. But what was he uncertain of?
"Jacob," I stepped forward. "It's me. I haven't changed that much, have I?" He froze. " I've grown that's all." Okay yeah I had more of a personality now but that wasn't much different than before.
"Nessie, it's not you. Please don't believe that. It's just weird, seeing you at school, seeing you talk to other people. I'm not use to it yet, but don't worry I'll be fine. Don't worry about me." I kept moving forward.
"How can I not worry about you. You are my best friend." I understood the relation ship between him and my mom, I didn't resent that. I just wanted a little part of it.
"Yeah. I'm sorry." He gave me a small smile, one that I didn't quite believe and ran his large hand over my head. At least that hadn't changed.
"We'll lets go find you a stinking deer," I grinned. As long as I had Jacob by my side, I'd be okay.
Sorry it took a while. I don't have internet anymore. Now I have to travel to my friends house just to access the stupid thing. Hope you like it.
