Renesmee's POV

Breath. Do not hyperventilate.

Attempt one, failed.

"You're not the person I believed you were!"

Improvising in front of a class full of students is not my thing. Neither is anything else. This whole scenario isn't my thing.

After that awkward moment in the hallway, it was only fate that I was destined to have more of those moments. When we arrived at drama, everyone was already paired up of course. Oh, and to top it off, the topic of improv was "trouble with relationships". I didn't really need t make anything up to create a good topic.

"But I never pretended to be anything. If you really want to know who I am, I can show you. Tonight, in the forest beside the school parking lot." He looked at me in a way that it was clear we weren't making the conversation up.

"And how should I trust you now?" I asked.

"You're hiding a few things yourself. Why don't we do a trade of information? Midnight." Gotcha.

The bell rang, which I was thankful for. I asked myself if I was really going to go. But I had to. I had to get to the bottom of this. But how would I hide this from my Father?

I began to walk off to lunch, when someone grabbed my wrist.

"You're going to be there tonight, right?" Zeff asked.

I nodded, but I was lost for words.

"Good. You'll probably laugh. Not really." And he walked off.

I entered the cafeteria where my family was sitting and pushed drama class completely from my mind. When Jacob saw me, his face lit up, until only a few seconds later. It turned into a scowl. I looked behind me and saw Zeff. I sighed.

"Hey," I said, not quite as loud and confident as I'd hoped.

School passed a little too slowly for my tastes, and my nerves were dancing the river-dance. I wanted to die. Finally, we broke out from school, and Jacob and I decided to walk home.

"What happened?" Jacob asked, his voice sounded like he was trying to hide frustration.

"What do you mean?"

"I saw what happened in the hallway. That creep was looking at you like you were his new Barbie." He barked out a laugh, and my face turned red. I hadn't realized Jacob was still there. I thought her left for his next class.

"But seriously. What happened?" He asked. I contemplated whether I should tell him about midnight or not. I decided against it. I wouldn't be able to handle it if he got hurt because of me.

"Nothing, really." I lied, trying to sound nonchalant, but it didn't work. "Drama wasn't all that fun."

He rolled his eyes. "Sure, sure."

The conversation stopped, except for a few comments on the weather.

I tried to be as productive as possible that evening, to keep my mind off of midnight. So when I heard that the family was going out hunting that evening, I was thrilled.

"Are you sure, you don't want to come?" My Mom asked.

"Yes Mom." I said with a stupid grin smacked on my face.

She sighed, "Jacob, do you mind staying with her, then?"

"Of course not." He said, and rolled his eyes. The family left, and my smile faded. I started getting butterflies in my stomach. Wait- no. Birds. Ostriches! I sat on the couch for what seemed like forever. I read random books, until the clock struck 11:30. I got up and headed for the door, but again, someone grabbed my wrist. Not quite as rough, though.

"Where are you going?" Jacob asked. I turned around, and instead of seeing what I expected was a pissed Where-the-hell-do-you-think-you're-going face, I saw a worried Are-you-sure-you-want-to-leave face. I pulled my wrist away from his grasp a little too quickly, and his hand dropped to his side. I decided to use today's drama class to actually learn something- I was going to improvise.

"I think a book dropped from my bag on the way here. I have to go pick it up, I'll be back in a few." Hours.

He nodded, to my intense surprise, but with a look that haunted his face. I couldn't exactly read it. I walked out the door. I had chills, they were multiplying. Travolta put it perfectly.

As I walked through the thick canopy of trees, and started to shuter as I heard the noises of rustling bushes. I tried to remember- This was a forest. Animals live here. But it still sent chills up my spine. When I finally arrived at the school parking lot, I saw a figure walk out of the forest opposite.

"Renesmee?" They semi-whispered. I was only Zeff. I nodded.

"Wow. You actually came!" he said. "As you've figure out right now, that's probably not a good thing." I shook my head. "Then let's get straight to it."

I opened my mouth and tried to force my voice out. "Who are you really?"

"I'm still Zeff. I've always been me. I've never really been anyone else, but I will be tonight." He said, "But first off, I know something about you. Ready for the trade off?" I nodded.

"Okay. What do you want to know first? What I know about you or what I am?" He asked.

"What do you know about me?" I asked.

"You and you're family. Plus that Jacob guy. None of you are human." I stiffened, and inhaled deeply.

"I know. What do you know?" I asked, sounding much more confident than I felt.

"It sounds sort of stupid, especially if I were to be wrong. Even thought I know I'm not." He smirked. "Vampires? I mean, just you're family. Jacob is-"

"Jacob is my family." I blurted out in a semi-snarl. I had no clue where it came from, but it just bursted into my mind. I heard more rustling in the bushes, but paid no attention to it.

Zeff's eyes narrowed, and then he shook his head. "And Jacob is- this is going to sound stupid too- a Shapeshifter? Or werewolf, whatever."

My eyes widened, and my knees felt weak. "How d-do you know about... about-"

"That will make sense once you find out what I am. You ready?" I didn't answer "Now promise you won't laugh, okay? Besides it doesn't sound so out of place when you're talking about vampires and werewolves." He inhaled deeply, and his eyed became more serious. He slipped off the shirt that he was wearing and turned his back toward me, once again showing the tattoos of wings on his back.

"Pixie."