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Our favorite guy shows up in this chapter (finally), but I couldn't find his last name (not that I looked that hard). So I hope you all get a good laugh at the last name I came up with. Gotta love him.

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Chapter 2: Double Take

I woke up the next morning with cautionary hope. I tried to will myself to not feel too happy or excited for the day in case Renesmee was gone again or my aunt decided to revoke her invitation for tonight. My prospects of hope could be dashed and I had not the need to give them any steam just so that I could be disappointed when they fell through later.

My unexpected and semi-delirious sunny disposition returned with a vengeance and was only bolstered when I heard my phone alert me of a text message.

"You better be ready to go when I pick you up! Chop chop!" was the message Renesmee sent me, so I eagerly gave into my delirious happiness.

I slipped on my jeans and black Keds, letting my hair down and, for once, adding product and put on a grey t-shirt with such vigor that I looked a bit lopsided when I analyzed myself in the mirror. I again applied a bit of make-up to my face; keeping in mind I was meeting Lisa after school. I was sure to grab my black cardigan and my keys due to the fact that I wouldn't be stopping by home before I made my way to the Rez and had instructed my grandmother to lock up before heading to bed tonight.

It would be the first time that I would be getting home long after my grandmother retired – or so I hoped. This made me feel anxious and giddy as a little girl; it made me feel normal.

I was beaming when I threw myself into the passenger seat of Renesmee's car.

"You are looking nothing short of marvelous today, Rosie. And you're so…" Renesmee contemplated for a moment," merry." Her eyes smiled and she spoke with a tone of mischief, "I knew it! Who is the lucky boy you've got your pretty eyes set on?"

I laughed – I had been correct in assuming she would jump to conclusions. "I told you already, there is no boy." Then I remembered my reason for my appearance.

"Oh! Right, almost forgot," I said this more to myself than Renesmee before I began. "I'm going to La Push to visit my aunt after school. She had visited my grandmother Wednesday and invited me over." And, naturally, I expected her to be happy for me.

But the mischief in her eyes was gone. She concentrated on the road with a thoughtful look on her face and simply whispered, "Oh."

I wasn't hurt but only very confused. I thought that maybe this ride would be a silent repeat of Wednesday's until she spoke.

"How are you getting there?" She asked, taking much more concentration than needed as she pulled into the student parking. I had gotten over the shock of how quickly we arrived at school a couple of weeks ago.

I had to think about this for a minute – because I hadn't before.

"I'm not sure. If I can't get a ride, I'll have no trouble in just walking. It's not that far away at all."

"No worries, Rosie! I can take you." She was cheery and I was glad she was out of her funk. "But I won't be able to stay." She didn't elaborate, and I didn't mind. Because whatever was bother her, she was putting aside for me.

We were silent as I listened to the news and she turned her attention to parking – which she was pretty good at. When she first drove me, I was surprised at how deftly she maneuvered the car. But like everything, I accepted it as just a Renesmee thing. I bounced in my seat and heard Renesmee chuckle beside me but I couldn't fight the smile that was on my face.

I knew, for whatever reason, that today was going to be splendid.

So I ended up with some difficult Biology II homework but my mood was not deterred – I had quickly planned a study session with Renesmee on Sunday. I was bursting with excitement and could practically feel it crawling off of my skin in joyous waves. I had moved slower and with more precision throughout the day just to build up the feeling, not wanting it to leave soon. Before I had reached Renesmee's car I had dragged my feet through the hallways and to the parking lot – where I continued my sluggish walking.

Renesmee joined me as I made my way sluggishly across the parking lot. She was bouncy and continued to urge me to move faster and was jumping up and down beside me the entire way. I laughed and gave in to her request and jogged to her car.

We hopped in and she started her car immediately and the warm air shooting from the vents was more than welcome.

"Where exactly are you hurrying to?" I asked, curious if her energy was due to other plans than my own.

"I'm hurrying for you dear. I'm excited for you – oh, and can you promise to text me how it's going?" I would've fully believed her if I hadn't heard the worry lacing her words. She was nervous, and I couldn't dream as to why. But if I'm ever supposed to know, I'm sure I'll find out eventually – but it was the feeling that she knew something I didn't that maybe I should know that irked me.

In the meanwhile though, I chose to run with it.

"Cross my heart." I said with a smile.

I flipped open her mirror and smoothed down my hair and made sure that I looked presentable as we drew closer to our destination.

I was bouncing in my seat by the time we passed the rickety La Push welcome sign.

"Calm yourself! Really, you would think we were visiting Santa." She was shaking her head yet I knew she wasn't bothered, but nevertheless I settled down in my seat.

We weren't going all that fast, so when we passed by a house surrounded by field and bordered by forest, it was easy to see the tall, muscular boy waving widely in from the front of the house, surprisingly shirtless. Ren ignored him and I waved politely back, reprimanding her with my eyes before I gave him a smile as we aligned with him. And when I looked at him with this smile I was amazed how I hadn't seen such a beautiful sight from further away.

He froze with his wide hand in the air and his eyes were visibly wide as they made contact with mine for what seemed like forever but was probably a mere couple of seconds. He made a step forward as if to run after us when his head snapped to the front of the house, like someone had jerked it with a string. I was turned around in my seat watching him walk slowly to the house when I was met with a loud voice.

"-sie! Rosie!" And I snapped myself around to look at her with a wide-eyed expression with a bit of embarrassment. "Dear God, Rosie, what was that all about? Where were you?" she didn't bother looking at the road as she looked at me with justified concern.

Instead of immediately answering, my shaking hand brought itself to clutch at my wildly beating heart and I was taking equally shaky breaths. It felt as if the boy had tied a leash to my… heart, yes that's what it was, only to let it snap with a force that left me feeling hollow. And like a reluctant toddler leaving for school, I was unfamiliar with this feeling that wasn't friendly. I didn't like the mysterious feeling at all – like something was stuck in the back of my throat and my body weak.

"Rosie…" Renesmee asked tentatively.

"I don't like this. Right here." I felt young and vulnerable as I patted my chest with my palm to better explain to her my phantom pain.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?"

I shook my head, "Who was that boy? Who was he? Why?" I didn't finish my last question, seeing as it was more directed to myself.

Her eyes swam with curiosity and evaluation as she answered off-handily, "Paul Walker."

"Oh," I spoke softly and repeated his name, "Paul Walker…" There was something nice about saying his name aloud and I was confused because of this. Still there was a dull pain in my chest and I lowered my hand and took deep breaths.

"Rosie, are you positive that you're okay? Is your chest hurting?" Renesmee asked worriedly. Though she sounded hopeful, as if having chest pains was the better option than… well, I wasn't sure what, but something Renesmee didn't want.

"No, no worries Ren. Just a small pain, I probably ate something wrong." It was natural instinct to assure her that it was simply chest pains, and I felt bad that I didn't confide in her. Yet I couldn't bring myself to broach the subject of Paul. I smiled then returned my head to the window so that the roadside vegetation could witness the lie in my eyes.

"G- Okay." And she hid her relief and sounded as if she believed my half-truth.

I don't think I've felt something so abruptly strange in all my life. I would've remembered the sudden hollowness, I was sure. For most of my life I'd been alone, but now, even with Renesmee at my side, I was more despairingly lonely than ever before.

We continued to sit in silence, the news dancing lightly out of the speakers, until we reached my aunt's quaint house.

It was a wonder how Renesmee got here without me repeating the directions I had given her during lunch, bit I was nonetheless grateful. Once again I was building my excitement and my fingers were tapping along the door handle awaiting the car's complete stop.

She chuckled, "tell your Aunt hello, remember to text, and I should see you Sunday."

"I won't forget it. See you then."

I was on Lisa's porch waving goodbye at my exceedingly suspicious friend in no time.

Well, that was fun. Did you like it? I MAY have been a bit eager to get the story moving along when I wrote this, so I hope you can forgive :)

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By the way, the next chapter should be out this following Monday due to the fact I have absolutilzzle no time to do so before hand.

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