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The first thing I see are his eyes. Bright, clear, blue orbs staring back at me with interest. They almost look like ice. Not cold, but solid. His hair is a very dark brown that almost looks black at first glance. Its cut short with bangs sweeping across his forehead. He eyes hold mine like a vice. I just can't look away from him. Somehow I'm able to get myself to look away and speak.

"I-I'm so s-sorry. I didn't see you." I apologize.

"No worries. I didn't see you either." His voice is deep like a man, but still holds a bit of that boy-ish charm.

I start to move away from when I realize, I can't.

I glance down to see he has his hands gripping my upper arms. That would explain the pressure I feel.

"Umm…"

"Oh! I'm sorry. I was making sure you didn't fall.", he says with a nervous chuckle. He releases me and rubs the back of his neck. I bit my lower lip as I take a step back.

Man this is awkward.

He breaks the silence first. "So…umm…my name's Mason." He offers is hand to shake.

"Renesmee." I shake his hand.

"Renesmee? That's an interesting name, but…very pretty." He smiles at me, revealing a bright, white smile. He stops shaking my hand and lets it go.

I blush. "Thanks. It's a mixture between my grandmother's names. Renee and Esme. Put them together and you have me."

Mason chuckles. "Yeah, I got it…. So.. uh.. what's your next class?"

"Study hall."

"Did you want someone to walk you there? Because I'd be more than happy to-"

"Oh, no, it's okay. I'm actually meeting someone."

"You already have a boyfriend and you've been here what…a day?"

I blush and push a strand of my hair behind my ear after his comment. "Kinda. He was my boyfriend before I came here."

"Ah, I see. Well I guess…I'll see ya around then."

"Sure. It was nice to meet you."

"You too. See ya."

Mason gives me gives me one last smile before brushing pass me to get to his next class. Him sweeping by me sends chills up my spine. Not bad ones, but kinda nice.

I look over my shoulder to watch him leave.

As if he knows I'm looking at him, he glances back at me and smiles. I quickly turn around so he doesn't see the blush that's spreading across my cheeks. The bell rings, signaling its time to get to class, causes me to jump. I glance around me, to make I haven't dropped anything, and head off the library.

After having to look at my school map that Mrs. Campell gave me, I finally find the library. I pull open the door ad step inside.

My eyes roam the room looking for Jacob, but I can't see him at any of the tables. I decide to go to the back of the library to see if there are any more hiding behind the shelves.

I find him sitting at a table in the back corner, reading a book. I stand there for a moment just watching him. He finally looks up at me and smiles my favorite smile. Somehow seeing him smile makes me think of Mason and how he smiled at me only a couple minutes ago. I shake the thought from my head and walk over to Jacob. He closes his book, gets up, and closes the small distance between us, wrapping me in his warm, protective arms.

"Good Lord, I missed you." he says into my hair.

"I missed you too."

He kisses my forehead and leads us back to the table he was sitting.

"So, how is your day going?"

"Pretty good. My classes are alright. How about you?"

"Same stuff I learned the first time I was in high school, before I phased. I still don't understand it anymore than I did then." He chuckles.

I chuckle along with him and sigh. "I'm just glad you're here."

Jake smiles and takes hold of my hand, resting on the table. "Me too. I just wish we had more classes together."

I give his hand a squeeze, "I know. Maybe we can work something out."

"Yeah, maybe."

I look down at the book that Jacob was reading before I showed up. "What were you reading?"

"Hmm…oh I was reading some poems for English. Thought I'd get a head start since I don't really get it poetry."

"Ah I see."

We leaped into a comfortable silence. I decide that I should start some of the homework I got from my earlier classes, so I won't have much to do later tonight. Even though I left my text books in my locker, I still brought the worksheets they wanted done. Jake, I guess, decided the same thing and started to bring out his algebra text book instead of going back to his poetry homework. The history homework was a cake-walk. I've learned enough from Jasper that this is really just review for me. I get halfway through my biology homework when the bell rings. I put my homework back in my bag. Jacob does the same. Once we've put everything away, we head off to the cafeteria for lunch.

We walk into the cafeteria and I instantly start looking for my parents. I spot them on the far side of the room. My dad turns his head away from looking at my mom to meet my eyes and smiles. I start to walk away from Jake when he stops me. "I'll get our lunches okay?"

I smile and nod. He returns the smile and leans down to give me a kiss. We separate and head to our destinations.

I reach the table and take a seat beside my dad.

"How are you doing, sweetheart?"

"Pretty good. I just wish I could see Jacob more."

"I know, sweetie," says Bella, taking my hand. "It'll get easier."

"I hope so."

"Hi Nessie!" exclaims my pixie of an aunt, giving me a tight hug from behind.

"Hey."

She lets me go and takes the empty seat beside my mom.

Seth and Jacob come to the table. Jake's hands are full with our lunches, but he balances them with ease.

"Seriously man, three phone numbers. I can't make this stuff up." says Seth.

I roll my eyes as Jake puts our trays on the table. I honestly think the girl Seth imprints on is going to bring his ego down a thousand pegs.

"I get it Seth. Three numbers. I'm happy for you." He looks down at me and smiles, clear forgetting Seth and his phone numbers. "Hey." He gives me a butterfly kiss on the lips.

Seth sits down and groans. "I see how it is. You have your girl. I'm just the single, sidekick."

"Aw Seth. You'll find the one for you. Soon. I'm sure of it. You don't need those girls and their numbers. They just want you for your physical figures. And besides, neither one of them is obviously your imprint or you'd be ga ga by now." I tell him. Jacob sits down, puts his arm around the back of my chair, and starts nibbling on his food.

Seth looks at the ceiling, then back at me. "You're probably right, Nessie. But at least give me the benefit of the doubt. I am a guy."

I give him a reassuring smile. Jacob pulls me close and whispers, "Thanks.", kissing the side of my temple.

We start eating out lunches. Well, Jacob, Seth and I anyway. They talk they jam their faces full. I'm not really paying much attention to them, I'm just watching students move around the cafeteria. It's like a dance, people moving in and out of each others way without bumping into someone else.

My eyes come across a familiar face in the crowd. He's sitting on the other side of the cafeteria with a couple of his friends, I'm guessing. He looks over in my direction and catches my gaze. He smiles and waves at me.

"Who's he?" asks Jacob. There was something in his voice I haven't heard before and I couldn't place it. Was it him being protective? Or jealous?

I look at him. His eyes staring directly at me, show an array of questions. But unlike the tone he used, I can place the look on his face.

Protective. Alpha Wolf. Imprint.

"Just someone I met this morning in between classes."

"What's his name?"

"Why? What's wrong?" I ask.

Jacob looks at my dad.

"His thoughts don't seem that bad, Jacob. He's thoughts are about the same as every teenage boy in this room." says Edward.

"Which would be?" asks Jake.

My dad sighs. "I'd rather not say. We don't need an accidents."

Seth cuts in. "Oh come on Jake. I can even guess. I mean look at her, she's gorgeous."

I blush. Jacob's arm that's around my shoulders tightens its hold.

"Jacob, don't worry about it. He's just a friend." I tell him. I don't want him to get angry for no reason.

He turns his glaze toward mine. It's hard at first, but softens. He sighs and rest his forehead against mine.

We finish our lunches and get ready for our next classes.

Jacob and I get up once the bell rings and he walks me to English/Literature.

We walk in silence, completely content with each others company. Once we reach the classroom door. I give Jacob a big, long, hug. "Thanks."

He pulls out of the hug and kisses me. Lord, how did I get so luck to have him?

He chuckles against my lips and releases me. "I think it's the other way around Ness. How did I get so luck to have you?"

As I'm about to reply he put his finger to my mouth to silence me. "Never mind. After school, I want to show you something. Okay?"

I nod, unable to speak because his finger is still in place.

"Great." Jake removes his finger and kisses my forehead. "See you after school. Love you."

"Love you too." I smile and head inside to classroom.

I walk up to the teachers desk and tell him my name and that I'm new. He nods his head and tells me to sit anywhere.

I glance around the room looking for a place to sit and my eyes rest on a familiar face. I notice the sit next to this person is empty. I walk over and have a sit.

"What are the odds I'd have a class with you?"

Mason smiles his bright, white, smile at me. "Kind of big, considering the school isn't exactly huge."

"Oh right." I giggle.

"Alright guys settle down, settle down. Time to focus people." exclaims Mr. Shaw.

I turn my attention to the front of the class to look like I'm at least interesting in what the teacher is saying. Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Mason scribbling something on a piece of paper. He reaches across the aisle and passes me the note.

How's your first day been so far?

I smile at the fact he cares. I hardly know him and he cares. I write,

Not terrible. As far as first days go.

And pass it back. He smirks and writes a something quickly, again passing it to me.

The first day always sucks. The second day you're not new anymore. The high of a new student in the school will wear off soon around here.

I hope so. I write and pass it to him.

He reads it, but doesn't pass it back.

I don't give any thought to it as class continues.

The bell rings and everyone is out of their seats.

"Hey, want a buddy to walk with you?" asks Mason, just as I'm walking down the hall to my locker to get my books for my next class.

"Sure."

We walk in silence for a few moments. It's not awkward, just…tense, stiff.

"So, have you had a chance to see Hanover yet?"

"Not really. I've been here a couple days and I've spent most of that time unpacking."

We reach my locker. I open it up, grab what I need quickly and head to Algebra with Mason following along.

"Oh, well I was thinking that if…maybe you wanted a tour guide…I'd be willing…to show you around."

"Um…wow. Thanks for the offer, Mason. I'll let you know if I need it."

"Sure, no problem."

I get to the classroom and turn to Mason. "Thanks for walking with me. It's nice to know someone other than my family around here."

He smiles. "Anytime. I'll see ya Renesmee."

"Okay."

I walk into the room and find an empty seat in the back row. I quiet start looking over some of the things we should be covering today.

"Renesmee!" a very girly shriek makes me jump out of my skin.

"Oh my gosh, Renesmee. This is awesome we have three classes together! How's everything so far?"

"Hey Diana. I know right, crazy. Everything's been pretty good. No problems so far."

"That's good. Find any guys that catch your eye?"

For some reason Mason's face is front and center in my mind. It's probably because his the only guy I know, besides my dad and Jacob.

"No, not really. I'm kinda seeing someone right now."

"Is it that Indian kid you were sitting with at lunch? He's so hot. You're so lucky."

I blush, thankful it covers up what I'm really think about her comment about Jacob being hot. "Uh…thanks."

The teacher claps her hands and demands the attention of her students, cutting off Diana from gushing about Jacob anymore than she already has. When she said Jacob was hot I seriously just wanted to rip her throat out and tell her he's mine. Mine. Mine. Mine.

Algebra passes in a blur as I fume over Diana's comments. I don't dislike Diana for saying those things, I'm just a little jealous. Kind of the way Jacob was with Mason at lunch.

Once the bell rings I get to the music room as fast I can- as fast as a half-vampire can without drawing attention.

I find a seat and place my bag on the seat next to it to save it for my dad. I'm still aggravated when I hear someone chuckle beside me. "Glad to hear I'm not the only one who irritated around here."

I turn and see my dad's amused face. I move my bag so he can sit next to me.

"Just something was said that bothered me." I place my hand on his arm and show him everything. Even thought he can read my thoughts, I still like to show him things, like when I was younger. It makes me feel like a little kid again and I know he likes it when I show him things.

He chuckles again. "I understand sweetheart. The boys at this school have been thinking worst things about you and your mother, so I can understand your frustration."

"And your okay with that?" I raise an eyebrow. Somehow I doubt it.

"Absolutely not, but I can't kill them for their thoughts. Your mother and grandparents would have my head." That's what I thought.

"Well, thank the heavens I can't read minds, I don't think I'd have the same self-control." I laugh.

"Me too." He laughs.

The class starts and we work on scales and finding an instrument to play. I pick the piano since that's all I know how to play. My dad, Edward, chooses the guitar. We practice for most of class, then we're assigned a project.

"What I want is for you guys to put together a piece for someone in the class to play at the end of the year. Have fun with it and let the creative juices flow.", instructs Ms. Young.

The bell rings shortly after she's finished giving more details. I'm really looking forward to this. I've always wanted to write a piece and have my dad play it.

I leave the room with my dad and head to my locker to get ready to go home. He heads for his and to find my mom. Figures.

As I'm putting together I need for tonight's homework, warm arms wrap themselves around my waist from behind and a face nuzzles into my neck.

"I missed you."

"I believe you've mentioned that several times today." I continue to put my things away, trying to ignore how good he feels next to me.

Jacob chuckles and lifts his face as I turn around and give him a quick kiss.

"You ready? You said you want to show me something."

"Yeah. Let's go. Bella and Edward are probably waiting for us anyway."

He takes my hand and starts leading me to the parking lot, visibly excited to show me his surprise.

Author's Note!

SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT!!!!!! This chapter was very irritating for me to write for some reason. Anyway it's a little longer than normal as a little treat for the wait. ;]

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