A/N: So, I'm finally back with Chapter 3! And I know it has been forever, but I have done some thinking on this story and decided to continue. This chapter is about half as long as the last one, and starting to give clues away about what's to come. But, I'm trying not to rush through my story. And, I should be doing so more updating more often, as I have decided to focus my attention soley on this. (:, so read on.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Twilight characters, but, Stephenie Meyer I would do anything for Jacob(:

"Love is as much of an object as an obsession,

everybody wants it

everybody seeks it,

but few ever achieve it,

those who do, will cherish it, be lost in it,

and among all,

will never...never forget it."

-Curtis Judalet

The rest of my day was fairly boring. At lunch time I stood at my locker, grabbing my books for my two remaining afternoon classes. The hallway was pretty much empty, just a few scattered kids here and there.

My locker was already full.

I had this book we were reading in English called "The Willow's." It was apparently written by some local author. It was alright, had a lot of French.

But, whatever.

I liked Mr. Cruz, he was young, probably early thirties, but he was a good teacher. He made the class interesting.

And he was really into chess.

He hasn't talked about it yet, but it was evident in this classroom.

Chess was everywhere.

"Ms. Cullen." I heard a voice call.

Ironically, Mr. Cruz called my name.

I smiled, "Mr. Cruz."

"Don't you have somewhere to be? Like lunch?" He smiled.

"I do, but I've gotten so many books today, it's insane."

He laughed, "It always seem like teachers pick on the new kid, eh?"

"Yeah, and that just means I'm going to be up all night doing homework," I sighed.

He pulled out my copy of "The Willow's".

"You're a smart girl, I read your transcript, you'll figure it out."

"I hope."

"So, have you ever read "The Willow's" before?"

"No."

"What do you think of it?"

"Honestly, I don't really like it. It has the potential to be a great book. I'm just no t quite sure it's there yet, Bu I could be misinterpreting it, I mean, I've only read an hour's worth of it."

He laughed and then touched my arm," I'm sure you'll figure it out."

I smiled, he walked away.

I turned back to my locker, and then headed to lunch.

I could see my family had already staked out a table in a corner.

I ignored the mumblings about the Cullen family as I headed over to them.

I sat in the last empty chair, between Alice and Rosalie.

They automatically pushed over a tray which was full of the "best" food for me from all the other trays.

My appetite was pretty much nonexistent as I noticed Jake was absent.

I looked over the food, pushing it around on my plate with a fork.

My dad reached out and pulled the fork from my hand and pointed a finger towards the food, "Eat."

"I'm not…hungry."

His voice turned cold and shifted into his no nonsense tone, "Renesmee, eat."

I stuck my tongue out at him, "I need to fork to eat."

He rolled his eyes.

I tore a piece off the bagel and shoved it into my mouth I chewed when I could hear someone walk up beside me. My heart sunk, just because I knew it wasn't Jacob.

A bubbly blonde stood behind me, we all turned and looked at her.

"Hi! I'm Natasha and I'm the student council president here, it's really great to meet you all. I just wanted to introduce myself and then, yeah!"

After a moment of pause Alice spoke softly, "It's nice to meet you."

"So," Natasha pulled out a clipboard, "I'm just going to try and match names with faces, so if I call out your name… Okay, so Isabella?"

"Bella," My mom murmured.

"Great, Jasper?"

Jasper raised his hand in a sloppy wave.

Natasha smiled at him, "Kay, Alice?"

Alice beamed at her, probably just because she was well dressed.

"Edward?"

My dad nodded his head half way acknowledging her, while his eyes moved back in forth from the food in front of me to me, motioning I should eat.

"Okay, Emmett?"

Emmett grinned like a mad man, it was border lining on creepy.

Natasha looked a little startled, "Um, Rosalie?"

Rosalie smiled bitterly, "Hi."

Natasha stared at her for a moment, "And then Renees-me?"

"Ruh-nez-may," My mom and I both said at the same time.

"Oh, okay, got it. Renesmee. And Jacob?"

"Is not here," I muttered the same second Jake pulled up a chair and turned it around straddling it.

"Here honey," He smirked.

Natasha giggled, "Well, maybe you can stay after lunch and I can inform you on all the things you missed?"

I rolled my eyes, "Didn't you just call role?" I asked while mimicking her sugar sweet voice.

She glared at me, "It's his choice."

I rolled my eyes and turned back to my bagel. I could feel Jake's eyes on me as her spoke.

"I've, uh, got plans."

I stood at my locker, trying to pass time. I'd grabbed all my books before lunch.

I was angry at Jake. I really wanted to make up with him, but it didn't seem like either of us were going to give in.

I thought part of the imprint was giving me what I wanted. But, Jake wasn't always very good at that, only when it suited him.

I sighed.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Jake asked, sliding up next to my locker.

I gave him a pointed look.

He raised his hands in defeat, "Oh, yeah."

I rolled my eyes.

"So," He began while fishing through his pockets, "I got you something at lunch."

"You… got me something?" I asked, confused.

He smiled and pulled out a leaf, "It's not much but…"

"It's a leaf."

"I know," He ran his fingers through his hair, "I was going to get you flowers but I couldn't find a flower place, and so I got you this instead."

I laughed and grabbed him by the lapels of his leather jacket and buried my face in his gray tee shirt. I could feel his hands searching through my hair for my face. He gently lifted my chin up to his lips.

He kissed me softly. I rose up on the tip of my toes and wrapped my hands around his neck. His lips were soft and sweet, and it was short kiss. He pulled away and placed a light kiss on my forehead.

"So, I want to apologize. And I've done a lot of thinking," Jake muttered to his feet.

I was about to chastise him for not looking at me, but, Jake isn't one for spilling his heart on his sleeve.

"And I've decided that if I don't agree with your decision doesn't mean it's wrong. And I'm tired of fighting about this and I'm worried that one day it could get too far and I could lose you forever."

I smiled.

He looked at me; his eyes were a little darker and a little wetter than usual.

I knew he wasn't going to cry but even talking about losing an imprint was painful.

I pulled him in for a hug, reassuring him, and then looked up into his eyes.

"Jacob Black, I promise you no matter what happens I will never leave you. I love you, and you've really got to stop thinking things like that."

He smiled and closed his eyes; I could see him visibly relaxing.

"You were really worried I was going to leave you?"

"Yeah," He sighed, "I just had all these thoughts in my head. And, oh God, it was terrible." He gasped while pulling me back to him.

I placed light kisses on his collarbone and up his tense jaw.

"Hey," I whispered, "I'm right here."

He looked down at me and smiled, and then placed kiss on my temple as he pulled me along to our next class.

I gazed out the window most of the class. Jake had snagged two seats at the back of the class and the teacher didn't care.

I could feel Jake's eyes on me.

So far, I'd had a ton of homework. Too much homework.

I had seven pages of the math book to read through, I'd have to read through all of the- "Oh, shit!" I exclaimed under my breath.

A normal human wouldn't hear it, but Jake had.

"What?" He asked in a worried tone.

I looked over at him; his eyes were already scanning the room for the threat. I pulled out a piece of paper and quickly scrawled him a note:

I was talking to Mr. Cruz before lunch and he took the book were reading in English. Not a big deal, I can grab it quickly after school.

I slid the not to him quickly and he nodded once after reading it.

This class blows.

I stifled a laugh.

I bet you think every class you had today blows.

The ones I didn't have with you fucking sucked. This one just blows.

If you hate high school so much why are you here?

You.

Who are you and what have you done with my Jacob?

"My Jacob?"

I was about to respond when you reached over and grabbed my paper out of my hand.

Your blushing, it's cute.

Don't worry about it, I love you too.

Seriously? Where are you hiding the body?

If we weren't in class, I would be rolling all over the floor laughing. You're such a comedian; you need to have your own show.

Someone's a little bipolar today, eh?

Eh?

I have the strangest urge to go to Canada right now. I was in my fantasy world and it just slipped out.

Am I in your fantasy? Cause, trust me, you're in all of mine (;

I'm going to ignore that.

I'm not; I've got a new fantasy going right now in my head.

If my dad wants to kill you I'm not sure I'll stop him.

Sure, sure, honey. I'm just kidding.

Someone's got a crush on youuu.

I'm not even sure I want to know who.

Oh, I'll just tell you. It's Natasha, little miss student body president.

Are you jealous?

Maybe.

Then maybe I should start conjuring up fantasies of her.

Conjuring, big word. I'm impressed.

You're changing the topic. But, don't worry, I'm not into blondes.

At that point he leaned over and took a strand of my hair between his fingers. I smiled at him as the bell rung. I grabbed my bag and my binder.

"I'll meet you outside, this shouldn't take long," I said after I kissed him on the cheek. I headed down the hallway to Mr. Cruz's room and knocked lightly on the wooden door.

"Renesmee," He called and gestured me to come in.

He held up my copy of "The Willow's".

"I believe I took this from you're locker earlier."

I smiled, "Yeah, I wouldn't really be able to get far without it."

He laughed, "Well, yes, but I couldn't really get mad at you for not doing the assigned reading, since I had your book."

"Very true," I said while taking the book out of his hand, "Bye Mr. Cruz," I called while walking out of his room.

He didn't call back. I was shoving the book in my bag when I ran into someone.

I stepped back immediately and started mumbling my apologizes.

I looked right up into the hazel eyes of Natasha.

"So," She started while snapping her gum, "Are you and Jake like, serious?"

"Yeah," I replied.

"Like how serious?"

I shot her a confused look.

"Does he tell you he loves you?" She asked.

"Yeah."

"And have you slept together?"

"No," I scoffed.

"Oh," She pouted, "Well, see you later."

I walked away to my dad's car.

I slipped into the last seat as he hit the gas and we drove him.

The car ride home was silent, my dad was no doubt picking through my brain to see if there was anything he should be worried about that happened throughout the day.

I walked into the house quickly as we got home and spread myself out onto my bed, destined to take as much time as I could to study.

Jake came in a little bit later and read over my shoulder.

It wasn't long until we could hear a commotion downstairs and someone running up the stairs.

Rosalie stood in my doorframe, wide eyed, "The Volturi will be here tomorrow for the scheduled visit."

I groaned and closed all my books, no use in studying now. I wouldn't be back at school for at least a week, which sucked.

Sometime during the night, my phone next to my bed rang. I leaned over Jake, which was an uneasy process.

I picked up the phone and murmured a drowsily hello.

I could hear someone take a deep breath, and then the line hung up.

I quickly went through the call log and found out that the caller was my English teacher, Mr. Cruz.

I stood there staring at the phone for a moment until I collapsed back into my bed.

So, in case you didn't figure it out during the not passing scence, Renesmee is the italics and Jacob is the underlined text. In my word document they both had special handwriting, Jakes from the Eclipse book. It was way cooler. Try and imagine it that way?

And, I'm very sorry if there are any typos.

And please review! The more reviews the faster I'll update!

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