HI EVERYBODY! I'M BACK! I REALIZED THAT WRITING REALLY DID HELP ME FEEL BETTER!

BUT MY SISTERS AREN'T TO HAPPY THAT I'M HOGGING THE FAMILY COMPUTER! OH WELL! TOO BAD FOR THEM AND GOOD FOR ME.

OH GOD, I'M ABOUT TO CRY. JUST READ MY TEACHER'S OBITUARY. HE WAS SUCH A GREAT MAN THAT TOUCHED SO MANY LIVES.

HE HAD A GOOD BUT SHORT LIFE IN MY OPINION. I'M HOPING TO GO TO THE FUNERAL SERVICE, SO YOU MIGHT NOT BE HEARING FROM ME!

AND TO ANYONE WHO KNEW HIM, I PLAN TO DO A MEMORIAL SERVICE OR SOMETHING, SO SEND ME A REVIEW AND WE'LL TALK! ANYWAYS, HERE IS CHAPTER 3!

Chapter 3- Understanding the Obvious

I slowly woke as the sunbeams danced on my pale face. The sun felt good so I basked in the light until I felt fully rejuvenated.

I stretched and went downstairs to see if Mom and Dad were there. I looked around the house and finally ended up in the kitchen, thinking that they were there.

Instead, there was a note. It read:

Renesmee-

Went to Esme and Carlisle's house. Will be back soon. Hope your feeling better and ready to tell us your feelings.

Love,

Mom and Dad

I sighed. Of course my troubles would be an entire family discussion. But that's how it's always been and will always be.

I grabbed a snack and walked out. My throat burned a little, but I didn't feel like hunting. So I sucked it up and ate the gross granola bar.

I have grown accustomed to the taste, since it fills me up so much. I still like blood better.

I followed my parents' scent. They had left only minutes before so I wouldn't miss much of the conversation.

As I got closer I heard their voices and I stopped to listen. I didn't want to interrupt. OK, I also wanted to know if they were talking about me.

"- worried about Renesmee," said a voice I knew to be Jacob's. He sounded genuinely upset for my well-being. Also he was barely concealing his rage.

I knew him so well that I could detect how angry he was.

"Of course you are," sneered Rosalie. She and Jacob still haven't worked out their problems with each other. Figures; they're both terribly stubborn. I love them for it.

"Stop it, Rosalie," Carlisle scolded, "Jacob please tell why you are concerned."

Jacob recounted my story that I told him last night. There were gasps from Mom and Esme and I heard Emmett's fists clench.

I love my family. they care so much. Even Jasper and Emmett. They seem menacing, but they are real softies.

Alice sighed. "I knew this would happen. You see, I've been working on seeing half breeds, and I've gotten pretty good. I've been trying to see Will's decisions with her because he looked unsettling to me. I saw this and have guessed Renesmee's reaction. And I was right. Now is the right to tell you Jacob."

Tell him what? I almost screamed out loud. The curiosity was killing me. What the hell could it be?

Luckily, Jacob asked my silent question audibly for everyone to hear.

"Tell me what, Alice?" he seemed to be trying to hold back screaming in her face. I wanted to do the same.

"For her last human boyfriend to set her off somehow. You knew it would happen sometime. Now is that time, Jacob," Alice said softly.

I could almost taste the tension in the air. Awkward...

My eyes bulged. That could only I'd die alone, date another vampire or date... Oh god.

"Me," Jacob breathed. There was silence.

"Jacob ever since you imprinted on her, I knew she would fall for you. Everyone did. I knew..."

I couldn't bear to hear this. i backed away a little to the safety and silence of the woods.

Jacob. Imprinted. On . Me? How could this happen?

I knew what imprinting was. Mom and Dad would sometimes talk about in hushed tones, which of course I could hear.

It was when a werewolf finds the person who is perfect for him and holds them for them as dear as no one else.

But Jacob is my best friend. Not my... boyfriend. But. There's always a but.

Jacob loves me. I know that. I can see it in his eyes when he looks at me. It has always startled me, but I never really paid atention to it.

He helps and is always there for me. He's my best friend. That's all. Right?

I guess I could love him but not now. Now is too soon. Or is it?

*.*.*.*.*

! SPAZZ ATTACK!

*BRAIN SIZZLES AND KISILEE SHAKES AND DIES*

OKAY I'M BACK. HEE HEE. IF YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED BY MY INTROS, I AM A HUGE SPAZZ! BUT YOU LOVE ME FOR IT!

RIGHT? WHATEVER. BE THAT WAY.

ANYWAY, HERE IS A QUOTE FOR YOUR ENTERTAINMENT:

When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep - not screaming, like the passengers in his car.

~ANONYMOUS

P.S. ANY QUESTIONS OR CORRECTIONS PLEASE TELL ME AND I'LL TRY TO GET BACK TO YOU!

THANK YOU!