AN: Hi guys, it's been a while... LIKE PROBABLY 10 YEARS. Anyways, the quarantine got me looking for things to do and I found myself sucked into the wormhole that is fanfiction. Next thing I know, I'm re-reading the first story I wrote and writing down ideas for my second. My first story is called Forever Connected and it's about Rosalie and Emmett if anyone wants to give it a read. Here's my second shot at writing. I hope this one comes out better as I have somewhat of a timetable of how I want things to pan out. Sorry for the short chapter, they will get longer I just wanted to make sure I got something posted before I talked myself out of writing. enjoy
RPOV-
Sitting in Trig and trying to pay attention… not really working. There's like a million things going through my mind and there's still 40 minutes left of this dreaded class. Pulling out my cellphone I send a text to my best friend Jake while Mr. Wallace explains something on the board.
Hey loser. Wyd?
Shouldn't you be in class? -j
I am in class. I'm bored out of my mind. We already know that I don't have to sit here to know trigonometry. I already did the assignment and the homework. So now I'm bored and texting you.
So, you only text me when you're bored then? -j
Obviously, why else on earth would I text you?
Ouch. Well now that you've hurt my feelings, I don't wanna text you anymore so pay attention and enjoy being bored. -j
How. Rude. Don't forget you said you'd pick me up and let me drive today.
As I contemplated whether I should text one of my friends while they were more than likely bored in class too, I got a text. Smirking and knowing it was Jacob; I sighed and rolled my eyes after reading it.
Renesmee Cullen. Pay attention in class or I'll hang you outside by your feet! ?- Edward
Sorry old man. Btw, tell Aunt Alice to stop watching me while I'm at school. It's creepy.
I'm not watching you! -A
Putting my phone away, I smiled at the texts. My family could be overbearing and super nosy but I don't think I'd want them any other way. Edward is my dad which is weird to say considering he looks my age. My mom's name is Isabella (Bella for short) and they met here in Forks at the very same high school I was currently attending. When they met, mom was a quiet new student and dad was the perfect introvert. From the stories they've all told me I would have assumed dad pitched for the other team. Uncle Emmett says lots of people thought he did too back then. He was popular, attractive, smart and very uninterested in any of the girls at school until my clumsy mother moved into town. Apparently, her blood called to him and he couldn't stay away from her even though it was dangerous because he's a vampire. Even though the Cullen's are a coven that do not harm humans, he explained to me once that when he first met her; he almost jumped over the biology table and blew everyone's cover.
Mom of course explains it differently. In her mind, she was convinced she smelled terrible and he wanted nothing to do with her. She said it was difficult to stay away from him and not wonder what his aversion to her was but after a few days of him being absent; he came back to school and their weird friendship/relationship began. It's this whole intricate love story that I've heard parts of but never the entire thing. I'm not quite sure why, but I only ever get segments of it. After a few years of dating, they got married, had me and mom was changed to a vampire as well. Both parents are forever frozen at the age of 17 and 18. While mom had no siblings, dad has many "adopted" siblings. Other vampires my grandpa Carlisle turned- Aunt Rosalie who's married to Uncle Emmett, and Aunt Alice who's married to Uncle Jasper. We all live together and look out for one another (they mainly look out for me).
Mom's best friend since she was a kid and used to visit Forks is Jacob Black. I call him Jake and he's my best friend too. He's been there for me ever since I was born; always there to help if I got hurt and always there to sneak me sweets when my parents said I shouldn't. Jacob isn't a vampire though, he's much weirder. Jacob comes from the Quileute Tribe on the nearby reservation; his tribe comes from a descendant of wolves. Jacob happens to be one of those wolves so he never actually ages either unless he were to stop phasing all together.
*bell rings*
Snapping out of my trance, I stretch before packing up my bag and heading to my last class of the day. As I stand up, my mind wanders back to Jacob. He's always been there and he's like an uncle… only problem is that I don't think I see him as just an uncle anymore.
Lemme backtrack here… growing up, it was always Uncle Jake that would take me to the res. He'd let me play in the water, collect rocks and he'd take me around the pack. I loved hanging out with Seth and Leah and Paul. In fact, when I was 10, I was sure Paul was the one for me. He was cute, funny, had muscles, and made me blush. Dad would laugh and shake his head at me. Mom just smiled and said, "Maybe Ness, but you're still too young to date". But it was always me and Jake; he would let me vent about being in a house of vampires that could read my mind, break down my door (Uncle Emmett only had to do that once), change my mood, and who could see the decision I was going to make the second I made it. He would let me vent about mean kids at school and about how overprotective I thought my family was being some times. He'd sit and color with me, take me on bike rides, and once he even let me put makeup on him.
I didn't always feel this way about him. Something recently changed and I'm not sure what it was but now I kept thinking about his muscles, his smile, the way he was so kind and considerate to me and sometimes he'd look at me and make me feel like the whole world revolved around me. Whatever, I'll always be Ness to him, he's always going to see his best friends daughter when he looks at me. Sucks being me sometimes, oh well, at least it's a Friday and it's almost time to go. Then he'll be here to pick me up and we an have some fun this weekend.