Hi, this is Chapter 2. I hope you like it!
I do not own Twilight or anything in it.
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I continued my day, wondering, thinking, pondering, and it was pretty difficult not to have a fellow vampire by my side at all times, but I guess you have to get used to things, and I got to see my very best friends, Lizzie and Rory at lunch.
I entered the canteen with my lunch tray, which was holding a ruby red apple, a bottle of fizzy water and a small sandwich. I was quite ravenous as there wasn't much to eat at home, but I felt I couldn't pig out on my very first day – especially as Rory and Lizzie wouldn't eat at all. They sat at a table just big enough for four, in the corner of the large canteen, fortunately away from a window.
"Hey guys." I said as I sat down. Trying to decipher how their days had gone.
"This is so boring." Rory stated, juggling with six apples.
"Rory." Lizzie hissed, and he abruptly stopped.
"Emmett says you have to make your own fun at school." I said, looking at Lizzie slumped in her chair.
"Like how?" She asked, perking up as soon as I mentioned Emmett.
"Throwing stuff at people. He said that and then dad made him leave the room." I scoffed quietly.
"Hmm.." Rory said. He then removed a small clump of metal from his pocket. I screeched quietly, as he began to round it into a ball.
"That could kill someone!" I hissed at him, swiftly taking the metal from his hand. Then, I, from my pocket, took a piece of paper, which I gave to him.
"Thanks Nessie." He murmured.
"What's a big sister for?" I smiled.
"Don't say that!" Rory mumbled, but I just grinned.
At that moment we were interrupted by a small girl, well, probably Rory's age of eleven, approaching the table. She was inconceivably human, her bright blue eyes danced as she looked at Rory and her blonde pigtails swung as she reached us.
"Hi." She breathed once she reached the table. I stifled a giggle.
"Are you Rory?" She asked, looking straight at my 'brother.'
"Yes." He stated, the abruptness of his statement confusing the girl.
"What's your name?" I asked, knowing this would annoy Rory.
"I'm Sara. Everyone is talking about you guys, but no one wants to come say 'hi'." She said, not an ounce of terror in her steady, even voice.
"Why not?" Lizzie smirked.
"I'm not sure. I think they're intimidated." Sara said, confusion lit her face.
"Do you?" Lizzie asked again, keeping her talking. I knew she wanted to annoy Rory just as much as me – it wouldn't be long before she asked him to the winter dance or something pathetic like that.
"Yeah. Well, you guys are all so pretty. But, don't worry I will be your friend. It must be hard for you, being away from home and all that." I was dumb struck. Well, we all were. Completely speechless.
"Well, I have to go, see you later maybe!" She said, and patted Rory on the back.
"What?" He breathed, inhaling her scent and exhaling noisily.
"I have no idea." I mumbled.
"Well. It was probably just a dare or something. She can't have seriously not been scared. Everyone is." Lizzie said confidently. I sighed, mum wasn't scared of dad.
"What classes do you guys have next?" I said, changing the subject before Rory did something stupid – which I knew was going to happen.
"German." Rory sighed, as he was already fluent.
"Come on, Rory. It will be fun! We have that teacher that everyone pokes fun at! And, I'll bet we can use our talent things." I looked at Lizzie; she was not using her mind control in the classroom.
"Come on Nessie! Lighten up you guys! And I'll just use my mind control for things like making the teacher look stupid. Making him drop stuff! Nessie, you can't stop us." She smirked, I grumbled pathetically but began to eat my tiny lunch.
"And I will use my talent." Rory smiled.
"No." I said quickly. "No way. You'll do something stupid!" I said sternly.
"You're meant to be our big sister! Not our mum! And anyway, I'm just a little boy of eleven." I had to chuckle when he said this, he was thirty-three.
"Exactly. And, Nessie, you're only fourteen! Live a little. Why not take someone to the Winter Dance?" Lizzie said, looking at me with her golden eyes glinting.
"I have Jacob."
"Yes, yes, yes. I know that. But, come on Nessie – he's not here, in London, is he?" The utter truth of her words stung me, and my heartbeat increased by a little – Rory and Lizzie laughed solemnly.
"No way, Lizzie. I'm not." I spoke harshly. I stood up, gathering my half-eaten lunch as well, and went to put my tray away, elegantly gliding around stumbling humans.
Gym was next, and I thought it would be laugh. I was better than everyone put together but I wasn't so strong as my dad and uncles, so it wasn't so incredibly boring for me.
We all gathered in the 'great hall' for gym in a revealing uniform of white t-shirt and very short navy blue shorts.
"Right! Everyone! Hi, I'm Coach Sleet and I'd like to welcome Renesmee to our gym lesson." Everyone turned to look me in the eye then – and I couldn't help but wonder why I wasn't in the slightest bit frightening.
We were instructed to stand up and jog around the hall, bouncing a ball slowly. I didn't realise how slowly humans did things – like their running was a snails pace, I had to use more energy to go slow than I would have done to go fast.
Gym past painfully slowly, with most boys staring at my butt and whispering to each other, it was really quite unnerving. Finally, when it was the end of the day I flipped my mobile on and rung my dad.
"Hey Nessie." I heard his voice and immediately felt at home.
"Dad. Can you come pick us up, please?" I said loudly into the phone, so humans could think I was normal.
"But I don't know what to do, because I told them that you were a doctor. Oh, dad, I've messed the whole thing up!" The words tumbled out of my mouth at a quick vampire speed.
"Tell them your brother is coming to get you sweetie." I nodded, though he couldn't see me, and hung up the phone.
"Do you need a lift?" Asked Jack, trying to swing his arm around my small shoulders.
"No. My brother is picking me up." I stated, staring at him with my brown eyes – it was a shame that they weren't blood red, it might have made me just that little bit more terrifying.
I went and fetched Lizzie and Rory, who weren't exactly popular in their year seven class, and we sat down outside on a bench, waiting for dad.
"They're going to get a shock when they see Ed!" Rory said, chuckling to himself. At that moment dads Volvo swung up to the curb, parked perfectly. He unfortunately rolled down the window, making every girl on the premises almost collapse.
"Come on." I muttered, hurling my bag into the boot of the car, whilst girls began to approach dad – I didn't know why he hadn't realised, he could read minds!
"Put the window up." I said quickly, and dad's eyes refocused on mine, and he laughed – but he was obviously hard and frustrated.
"Hi. Who are you, sorry? I'm head girl and I need to know everyone who picks up their kids." Claudia Green approached the car, going redder and redder, as she got closer to my dad.
"I'm here to pick up Nessie, Rory and Elizabeth Cullen." He said, smiling, the girl's heartbeat increased tremendously.
"And, er, do you have a girlfriend? Sorry, we have to know." She smiled, thinking her plain was flawless. Dad laughed heartily.
"I'm married." He said, smirking as her face dropped.
"Well, anyway goodbye!" Claudia said, almost running away.
"Is it just me, dad, or are we no longer scary?" I said quietly, as we pulled out. Dad chuckled, but he kept looking back at Lizzie. Something was up, I knew it.
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