Thanks for all your help with the questions I had in the last chapter. It's nice to know I'm not the only one with those questions. This chapter encompasses the Cullen's first day of school! Yay. I finally got to it. In case you, dear readers, are wondering, I do have it mapped out as to what is going to happen.

Chapter 6. School

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Renesmee's alarm started going off. It was Monday. The first day of school. We had kept her up late last night going over last minute scenarios. No one wanted her to have a lapse in judgement. Even forgetting that she had to only give 20% in gym and still out shine the other students could be disastrous. We had practiced giving volleyball serves as humans and had her hunt, just in case. We had sent Jacob home around noon, so that we could put Renesmee through 'human' boot camp. She had passed. Now, it was six in the morning and her alarm was going off. Edward and I were still lying in bed. We had spend most of the night reminiscing about high school life in Forks.

"So what was the biggest mistake you made in a high school?" I asked him, nuzzling closer. He smiled.

"I fell in love with this one girl at one of my high schools. She was a danger magnet. I almost killed her, a lot." I looked up at his face and he was smiling.

"Do I know her?" I asked.

"No." he laughed. I poked him in the ribs and then heard Renesmee stirring. She was quickly getting dressed. I could hear her taking clothes off of hangers. Alice had preplanned what we were going to wear on our first day here last week, when we finally decided to move. Edward and I were all ready dressed in our outfits and waiting for the official okay to go to school. I heard Alice bounding up the stairs to check on us. She was gushing over Renesmee's outfit. Renesmee's heart was pounding fast.

"Mommy, Daddy, come on. We can't be late for school." Renesmee appeared in front of our door. She walked up and laid on the bed next to me.

"Hunny, the school doesn't even open until seven. We have a little less than an hour to get there." Edward mused. "Now what is the most important thing to remember?" Renesmee thought about if for a second.

"If anyone picks on me, take them to the bathroom and dispose of the body in the ventilation system?" She smiled one of her sweetest smiles. I could not help but laugh.

"You inherited Emmet's sense of humor." I grinned at her. Edward frowned.

" You know that's not the answer." He chided. She sighed.

"I should always remember that I'm different and that if something goes wrong, it's okay we can always move." She had droned that message a million times. She stood up and pulled on my arm to get me out of bed. I took in her outfit. She wore a blue and black plaid pleated skirt. She had on a long sleeve button up white polo with a blue vest over it. She looked as if she belonged in an extremely expensive private school. Edward must have taken in her outfit also, he grimaced. We walked downstairs and noticed that the rest of the family was all ready there. Rosalie and Emmet stood around the couch messing with Emmet's backpack, Alice was messing with Jasper's hair, Esme was checking her purse, and Carlisle was lounging on the couch.

"Take a look at Renesmee! The boys will be following you all day!" Emmet catcalled. "I bet Eddie is going to love that!" Edward glared at Emmet.

"I hope you can shield the entire male population, Bella. Edward looks like he might pop a vein." Rosalie smiled smugly. She loved seeing her brother uneasy.
Once we made it to the school. We got our papers in order and received our class schedules. We were all in classes with at least one other family member. Renesmee especially. Alice believed that as long as one of us was in a class with her, we could watch her if something did go awry. I read through my schedule again. I was relieved. My lunch hour class was English lit with Ms. Weber. After making sure we all knew where the classes were, we arranged ourselves near our vehicles, and chatted. We didn't want to go into the building too early. It was only 7:15. We observed the students arriving. They all seemed to take note of the shiny new cars that we were centered around, but kept their distance. We heard a roar and turned in time to see Mike Ogdon's black Mustang pull into the parking lot. The car looked nice. But with the keen eyes I had inherited, I could tell the car had been hot rodded around too much. Small cracks in the paint and dings in the car were tell tale signs. He skidded into a parking space not far from our immaculate cars and got out of his car. He was in his realm. He went from funny looking kid at our house to teen God at the school. Girls were eyeing him and his guy friends went to give him high fives and asked about his summer. He made a point to look over at our cars. We then heard a familiar SUV pull in. It was Carol, being driven by Mrs. Ogdon. Mike wouldn't take her to school on the first day. I guessed it was a show of who the real star of the school was. She tried to exit the Toyota fast, but her mother grabbed her hand. She made a motion near us and I saw Carol roll her eyes. She finally left the SUV and walked toward her friends. Her friends were the same girls at the party. They weren't wearing the bronzer this time, but it was obvious that they all spent an extra hour in front of their mirrors this morning to make sure they got their looks perfect. Mike made a bee line to us, his friends tagging along. He quickly picked me to be the one he talked to.

"Hi, I'm Mike Ogdon, remember? My dad works with your dad, er.. foster dad." He was stumbling over his words, he was obviously nervous. "Anyway, if you need someone to help you find your classes or to walk around with. I'm your guy. He made this more notable for the girls than the guys. " I can also save you a seat, if you'd like." I smiled.

"That's nice, Mike, but I think we can find our way around the campus. Some of us may see you at lunch time." Mike and his friends stood near us. One of his friends, a dark haired boy kept staring at Alice. The boy was wearing all black and had a lip piercing. He tried really hard to look pale, and even had a bit of black eyeliner on his eyes. If I had seen this guy in Forks, I would have pegged him for a Vampire, not the Cullens.

"So, my name's Riley, what's yours?" He braved the crowd to look at Alice. She looked over at him and smiled.

"My name's Alice." She smiled uneasily. Jasper tensed up. I felt the atmosphere get dark. I almost felt scared. I looked over at Riley, he was shaking.

"So, er…I… If you, want, you know. Maybe we could.. um sit next to each other at lunch, er never mind. If you don't mind?" The kid looked like he had a gun held to his head. I smiled. Jasper was enjoying this kid's nervousness too much.

"Maybe." Alice said, nonchalantly. The kid backed away. Mike's group stayed a few yards away from us. Carol and her friends walked up to us.

"Look." She started. "My mom wants me to make sure you all feel comfortable and like it here." She looked back at her friends. " Just don't expect me to be your friend or anything like that." And with that quick statement, she breezed by us.

"And we're the monsters?" Renesmee muttered, too quietly for anyone, human, to hear. Rosalie bent over to Renesmee's ear.

"Your Aunt Rosalie will have all of their boyfriend's numbers by lunch time. Want to bet on it, Renesmee?" Renesmee smiled and looked up to Alice.

"Don't take that bet, hun. She's going to win." Alice smiled.

"So this is how we make friends on the first day?" I asked. Emmet nodded. "No wonder you guys sat at your own table in Forks." Jasper turned to me.

"We've never had people come up to us to talk." He looked at Carol's disappearing figure. "Not even when their families forced them to be nice. I wonder what's new about this town?" He looked at Renesmee. He had his answer.

Most of the classes went fast. The teachers went straight into their procedures. Most of the teachers had been in the school for years and assumed everyone knew everyone. We quickly learned when science projects were due, what to expect of the upcoming history class, and what was being covered in the first semester of Trigonometry. It was finally time for my English lit class. It was one of the English classes that was open to all grades. I had begged Renesmee to join with me. She had agreed. Fortunatly, she had inherited my love of books. I followed Renesmee into the class and was disappointed to find that Carol was seated in the classroom. She had her backpack and purse in two other seats. She must be preparing seats for two of her friends. Renesmee picked a seat on the opposite end of Carol. Near the front and near the window. I took a seat beside her. Other kids started flowing into the classroom. Two overly dressy girls bounced in and sat in the seats reserved by Carol. It was kind of funny. Carol and her friends were the dressiest kids in the school and it probably took them two hours to get their hair and makeup to look so flawless, yet Rosalie, Alice, Renesmee and I woke up and came here and we still looked prettier. Finally, Angela walked into the classroom. She had stood outside and greeted us as we walked in. She wrote her name on the board. Then she started passing out papers. The papers had a list of expectations and procedures.

"My name is Ms. Weber, I am your English Lit teacher. We will be having the last lunch of the day." She sounded in control of the class. She smiled at everyone. "Since I'm the new teacher here and I have yet to meet most of you, I want everyone to take a minute and think of their favorite movie, and why, and their favorite book, and why." She let the class think for a while. I looked at Renesmee, she looked like she had made up her mind. "Now I want you to introduce yourself, your name, age, and then tell me about your favorite movie and book." She pointed to the kid, one seat ahead of Carol. He mumbled something about not having a favorite book and liking the new Blood ties movie. I sighed. This was going to be a long school year. Carol had picked "Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen" and Mean girls. That figured. Slowly each kid introduced them selves and named a movie that was fairly popular, and then named a magazine, teen book, or comic. It was my turn, I stood up.

"I'm Bella Swan. I'm a Sophomore this year. My favorite book is Wuthering Heights. I loved the contrast of the two characters and the I enjoy how as evil as the main characters were, they still had a good quality of loving each other." I surveyed the room, quickly, most of the kids looked like I was speaking Spanish. "And my favorite movie would be City of Angels. I love the idea of forbidden love and giving up everything to be with someone. I also enjoy the idea of someone perfect taking an interest in a human. It's a simplistic, yet hopeful idea." I quickly sat down. The students were still staring. It must have been my voice. I grinned. I remembered Edward's velvety voice, and how it would dazzle me. I am now a dazzler. Soon it was Renesmee's turn. She stood up and looked at the class. She had more confidence than I did.

"I'm Renesmee Swan, I'm a freshman. My favorite book is the complete works of Edger Allen Poe. His poem about Annebel Lee , shows how quickly someone can blame God for something horrible happening. The love of his life died and Poe blamed it on angels envying their love. I don't have a favorite movie, but I love the musical Wicked, Alice took us to see it last summer. It's about the Wicked Witch of the West. It poses the question, Are people born wicked? Or do they have Wickedness thrust upon them? Just because a person is different, it doesn't make them Wicked, and if someone hears that they are wicked for long enough, they start to believe it." Angela beamed at Renesmee. She sat down. I never thought that Renesmee would empathize with the Wicked Witch of the West. I would have to be more careful when telling her that she was different. Angela called the class to attention.

"Now that I have a better understanding of your favorite books, I can narrow down some of the books we are going to read, Oh I almost forgot. My name is Angela Weber, my favorite book of all time is A picture of Dorian Gray. It shows people at their worst. Every time something bad happens or as Dorian gets older, his picture ages, but Dorian stays as handsome as the day the picture is painted. When he sees his true self, he starts to turn into the picture, and rot away. My favorite movie is a series. I like the Smallville series. I think it is funny how so many paranormal things happen in the small town." I laughed at Angela's statement. Paranormal does seem to center itself in small towns. She told us about what the class was going to comprise of and the grading chart. The bell rang and the kids stood up to rush to lunch. Renesmee and I were the last to leave. As we started to walk out, I turned to Ms. Weber and smiled.

"Good job today, Ang." She turned and winked at me.

"You too, Bella Cullen." And with that, Renesmee and I were out the door.

Seating wasn't too crowded in the lunchroom. Renesmee and I grabbed a tray and quickly paid for our meal. We found Alice, Jasper and Emmet sitting in a corner. We sat down and noticed we were missing Edward and Rosalie.

"Where's da-Edward, and Aunt Rosalie?" Renesmee asked. Emmet pointed to the cafeteria door. Edward had just entered. I watched pretty much every girls' head turn and watch him walk in. I was instantly glad I could not read minds. I let out a low growl. Renesmee put her hand on my arm and I saw flashes of today. Everyone was always staring at us.
"Are we that strange?" Renesmee asked me through the pictures. I smiled and tried to comfort her.

"We're just new hunny." I comforted. Edward sat down and joined us.

"Where's Rose?" He asked, joining us at the table. His head shot up and he turned to the middle of the room. Sure enough, Rosalie was walking toward us, smiling triumphantly. She sat, gracefully, at the table and set a small note pad down in front of Renesmee.

" Every guy Carol's friends have ever dated." He smirked. "It became a personal bet."

"I can tell. Those girls are thinking murderous thoughts about you." Edward glanced down at the note pad. Rosalie smiled and waved at one of the guys that was talking to Carol.

"Just don't go overboard, Rose." Emmet warned. "You have a tendency to be vindictive, and remember the last time we let a human sit with us? We all almost got killed, a couple of times." He said, too fast for normal people to hear. He then looked at me and smiled. "Sorry Bells, but you know it's true." I smiled

"I know Emmet."

"At least no one is thinking about joining us at the table." Edward mumbled.

"I don't see anyone joining us today." Alice confirmed.

Other than lunch, and my 6th hour drama class, (Renesmee and Alice's idea) 7th hour gym was the most stressful. Why did I always get 7th hour gym? At least when I was human, if I got hurt I didn't miss any other classes. Now, I just hoped that I wouldn't hurt any one else. Unfortunately this was my one and only class with Emmet and Rosalie.

"Just don't kill everyone, Bells." Emmet enjoyed reminiscing about my clumsy beginnings, and using a nickname.

"Ignore him." Edward said, as he walked out beside me. "You'll do fine."

"Only twenty percent, right?" I smiled. He nodded and laughed.

"It's just volleyball. Don't aim for their heads and don't get too competitive, you'll do great." I took a deep breath. Gym was the only class where we jumped right into the lessons. Since our gym clothes were given to us by the school, we didn't have to worry about dressing out. Just bringing shoes to wear. We were separated into groups and the matches were being started. My group consisted of Edward, myself, one of Carol's friends, and a few other kids that I didn't catch the name of. Our group did great against the other groups, until we got to Rosalie and Emmet's group. They slaughtered us. Luckily, they were the last match of the day. We were then allowed to get dressed and head home.

Kind of an abrubt stop. Sorry about that. I will have Chapter seven out shortly. Oh Remember guys! REVIEW! I LOVE REVIEWS!