Clouded Moon

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9. How My Life Changed.

Renesmee Cullen.

"How can she be Renesmee Cullen?"

"Renesmee was... different!"

The class burst into uproar as my name was called. I glanced at Jacob, who had a worried look on his face. But as he caught my gaze, it switched into a reassuring smile. But even Jacob couldn't make me feel better.

I was going to be the laughing stock of the school.

From the girl who didn't fit in, the one who no one talked to, I'd become the idiot. The one who tried to fit in, but failed miserably. The one who no one talked to, but everyone saw and snickered at. Maybe I should tell Jacob that I shouldn't be around him. I shouldn't spend time with his family at his house. I'd go back to my old appearance...

"Hello, Renesmee? Am I right?" someone asked me.

I whipped around to face them, though I wish I hadn't. But my name... it was a reflex action. I was staring into the face of the new guy- the one who transferred from Europe a couple of weeks ago. He was already on the football team with Jacob, and girls swooned over his English accent like... well, it was hard to explain. They just swooned over his accent.

"Hi," I said.

He smiled politely. "If you didn't notice me around before, I'm new to this school. Would you mind showing me around?"

"But you've already been here two or three weeks," I replied quietly.

"Three, yes," he said. "But I would like to see the school from someone else's eyes- someone who's been here a long time."

"There are plenty of people in this school."

"Yes, there are. But you've caught my eye." He smiled and took my hand.

Suddenly, it was snatched back from his hand.

"Hey!" Jacob exclaimed. "Back off, dude. She's mine."

"Richard!" Mr. White called. "Take your seat!"

Richard. Right. That was his name. Though the girls intimate with him called his Ricky or Rick. They must have realized that calling him 'Rich' as a nickname may not have fit, considering he was the son of some millionaire.

He grimaced and went back to his desk.

Mr. White then pressed a button on a little black box which caused sound to fill the room. He walked over to the door and flipped the light switch. Squinting at the screen, I made out the remaining Romeo and Juliet movie. We were on the part when Romeo is about to get banished. Banish-ed, as they pronounced it.

I heard the scratching of a pen against paper coming from Jacob and decided to take notes myself.

I pulled out my pen and positioned it above the paper in my hand.

Memories came flooding back to me from yesterday. I shuddered, shaking the images off.

Glancing up at the television screen, I saw Romeo crying his eyes out.

I looked back at my page, to see something there. No! It couldn't be.

On my page was the same thing I had drawn yesterday- Renesmee and Jacob Forever- with a bunch of hearts around it.

I nearly shrieked, before I realized it had been placed over my notes. Confused, I looked towards Jacob. As soon as he felt my eyes on him, he smiled reluctantly. That then turned into a real smile, and then his chocolate eyes locked into mine.

I found myself smiling too, and I turned back to the sheet- my 'notes'- with a strange, happy feeling around myself.

Renesmee and Jacob Forever.

There were lines of tape everywhere on the back. Had he actually taped the entire thing back together?

The paper suddenly disappeared, with a little noise. We both turned around to see Charlotte's hand that had grabbed my dream off my desk. She placed it on the palm of her right hand, and used the other hand to press down on it. She brought the sides close together and made it into a... ball.

"No!" I whispered sharply.

Jacob didn't seem to react. I stared at him with disbelief. He was making notes.

No. Wait.

He slid a piece of paper to me. It was more simple, and in Jacob's handwriting, but the words I recognized. (AN: Jacob's writing is a font called Almagro. Just a FYI.)

Renesmee and Jacob Forever.

My expression slowly morphed into a smile, and then a grin.

"These four words," Jacob whispered to me. "No one can destroy."

I glanced at Charlotte. She had some kind of disgusted shock on her face. Her eyes caught mine, and they narrowed into a glare.

The rest of the day went by well. Jacob started to follow me around more than I followed him- his reason being that too many guys were trying to flirt with me. I saw nothing- maybe because I wasn't used to people even looking at me, let alone talking to me!

After school, Jacob dragged me off to his house again- on a bike. Bella and Edward didn't come.

It was new to me- I'd never been on a bike before, forget a shiny black bike clutching the guy I loved. Scratch clutching. I was holding onto dear life as he laughed- both at me and because of the 'fun.' I, personally, did not see the fun of going at almost 100 kilometres per hour in open air. And Jacob drives fast, though he claims he's going slower than usual.

Two honks, and there was a hot pink convertible beside us. A certain blonde girl sat in the leather driver's seat.

"Damn it!" Jacob said. "She followed us here too. I guess she's coming over."

"How did she find out your address?" I asked.

"She followed me home on the first day of school."

"Oh. Wow."

Charlotte waved at Jacob from the car. Her hand pulled the steering wheel to the right, and the car lunged towards us. The bike quivered as Jacob tried to steer it away from the car. Charlotte grasped control of her car again, and moved back into her lane. Jacob did the same.

I think my heart just fell out somewhere.

"Look ahead, Charlotte," Jacob said. "And both hands on the wheel. Please."

We reached the house, excuse me, mansion- a few minutes after that. Jacob drove his bike into the garage (which couldn't even be called a garage with red-and-gold carpets with a crystal chandelier) and literally grabbed my hand and pulled me inside as fast as he could. Charlotte, lagging behind us, struggled to keep up. She first left her car in the middle of the round driveway, stumbled out of the car, hitting her shin and cursing momentarily, before limping as fast as she could to the door.

But we were too fast.

Jacob lightly pushed me into the house, before getting in himself, and swiftly turning the lock on the door.

"Jacob? Nessie?" a voice asked from inside, startling me. It was Emmett, as I realized when I turned around. "What happened? We never lock the door until night."

"Mmm," Jacob said. "I know. Charlotte's outside."

Right on cue, the doorbell rang six times in a row. Jacob shuddered quietly.

"Oh, come on, Jake," Emmett said. "Let the girl in. Apparently she hurt her leg."

I blinked. "How did you know?"

Emmett's eyes slowly widened, and he shot a look at Jacob, before hesitantly replying, "I saw from the window upstairs."

Was he lying? I couldn't tell. "Oh."

"J-Jacob!" Charlotte called. "Please! It's freezing outside. It is November, you know?"

Jacob sighed, and reached for the lock. I looked down and bit my lip, as the lock clicked and we opened the door to the cold wind outside.

"Yes?" Jacob said.

"Please, can I come in? I'm so... cold."

At that second, I had to look at Charlotte, because she sounded just like a little child- small, helpless and innocent. Her face emitted the same emotions. Her blue eyes looked so fragile and diffused, instead of the usual spoiled fire that burned in them. Her hair was matted and blown around with the wind. I felt like reaching out and holding her.

Jacob glanced at Emmett. He nodded. Sighing again, he allowed her to come in.

"Thank you, Jacob," she said, and stepped past him, inside. Her eyes caught mine, and the corner of her lip twitched up in a smile, though her eyes showed no happiness towards me. You could say it was almost a sarcastic smile.

"I guess... you do look nice," she said.

I smiled. It was a nice thing to say, but it sounded like the words hurt her tongue coming out. She really loved Jacob, didn't she? I wanted her... to have him.

But then I snapped back into reality, as she threw her hands around Jacob's neck and dramatically fainted on him. She must have rehearsed it from some bad 1970s romantic movie.

Jacob staggered with the newfound weight on him and fell back against the door. Charlotte's hands 'slipped' from his neck to around his waist, from the 'movement.' I flinched as she did. Jacob looked appalled. I could pretty much read what he was thinking, and it scared me when he actually said it.

"I am such an idiot."

"Nessie!" Alice's smiling voice called as she came running towards me in a hug. "You still look great! Oh... my... god..." her smile slowly faded as she saw Jacob with Charlotte leaning against him. "Jacob Black! What do you think you're doing?"

He held his hands up in surrender. "I'm innocent."

"She passed out on him," Emmett explained to Alice.

"Ohhh..." Charlotte groaned, her timing a little too perfect. "Jacob? Is that you? Are you an angel? Am I dead?"

No, but you will be if you don't let go of him now.

Jacob didn't respond.

Is that even possible? Passing out for only a couple of minutes?

Jacob removed her hands from around his waist, and moved her back about half a metre, from her shoulders. "If you're okay, then I guess there's no point-"

"No!" Charlotte said very quickly. She desperately looked around everywhere, as if she was searching for something. After around twenty seconds, she smiled smugly. "Here," she said, and took Jacob's hand.

He snatched it back immediately, making me jump a little. "Really, Charlotte, stop," Jacob said. "And tell everyone outside to go home too."

"Everyone?" I asked. Walking towards the door, I opened it just a little, peeking out of the gap. Surely enough, there was an entire crowd- or mob, of girls, holding up signs. Signs that disturbed me, that made me regret all of this, again.

Get Lost, Renesmee!

Jacob is Ours!

WE LOVE JACOB!

You'll Always be a Nerd!

My chest hurt. It felt like a two ton elephant had just been dropped on me. It was tearing me up, screaming in my ears. As I continued to read more of the signs, I soon found the words moving around, changing shape, and my eyes stinging. And then a cold drop of water fell from my eye, gliding down my cheek. It had been a few minutes, before they noticed the door was a little open, and I was standing behind it. They're screams of love for Jacob quieted, and curses started. They threw insults at me like they would've thrown tomatoes at a bad stand-up comedian.

My saviour was a hand that pulled me back and pushed the door closed. The hand belonged to Jacob.

"What were you doing?" he whispered.

"They..." the words refused to come out. "They... hate me."

Jacob's face fell. "I'm sorry. This is all my fault."

"No," I said. "I shouldn't have done this-" I gestured towards my new look. "I shouldn't have..."

"You're wrong, Nessie," Jacob said, a comforting smile in his voice. "We're the only ones who are going to have to stand up to this. They're still going to do this. But I'm going to protect you, alright? Nothing will happen to you. I promise."

"Will you protect me too, Jacob?" Charlotte's voice mused, shattering the moment.

Jacob's smile disappeared, and he rolled his eyes before turning around to face Charlotte. "Do you even need protection?"

"Of course! I've got so many crazed guys running after me!"

"Get your boyfriend to protect you."

Charlotte's face turned into utter shock- her jaw dropped and eyes widened. Then she grimaced, turned around, and left.

"Weren't you a little mean?" I asked Jacob.

He laughed. "Maybe. But she can go tell all the girls outside what a terrible guy I am."

I smiled.

I really loved him. I loved him so much.

And he loved me.

I hope it stayed that way.

Forever.

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