Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight...so.... yeah... Thanks Stephenie Meyer

A/N: This chapter is dedicated to alexnash95, rencygirl13, and xxKenzieCheerxx for the awesome reviews and the grat guesses. I had to filter a couple of PM's on guesses for what Renesmee would do to thank Jacob, they were pretty explicit. Here are ome examples.

"Pleazzzzze tell meh she sux hiz dick"

"Do they have sex?"

"He should just get her pregnant and f*** her in the butt already."

Yeah, none of those are correct so, thanks for the corrupting PM's guys.

ENJOY!

Renesmee

"Alright class, you can go to lunch." Mr. Kenneth-Jones announced and I gathered my books in to my bag and tried swiftly to make it out of class before Jacob caught up to me. My sneaker lace got caught in the door and I stumbled forward. Jacob grabbed my arm and smiled at me.

"Gotcha." Jacob smiled again and I gave the best smile I could back. "So what do you say? You can pick the date." Jacob was charming, I'll give him that.

"I-I'm going to be late for lunch." I tried to wriggle out of his grasp but he shook his head.

"Can't be late for lunch." Jacob countered.

"Yes I can." I argued helplessly.

"Look, it won't hurt. Just one date." Jacob pleaded. Of course I felt bad! I mean, how was I supposed to say yes to Jacob?

Just open your mouth and form the words.

Ever just wanted to punch the voice inside your head?

"Jacob, I have a boyfriend." I sighed. Jacob's face fell but he covered it up before I could detect what he was thinking.

"So?" His answer shocked me.

"So?" I repeated. "So he's my boyfriend, which means I can't go around going on dates with other guys!" I very nearly shouted.

"That's not what I meant." Jacob rolled his eyes.

"Oh? Then what did you mean?" I put my hands on my hips once he finally let me go so he could explain.

"I mean, we're not going to, like, make out on the first date. You have more morals than that." Jacob winked.

"The first date? As in there'll be more? No, no, no, no. Look, I appreciate the offer, but I'm sorry, I'm going to have to check 'no' on that box." I ended the conversation and stomped down the hallway towards the cafeteria.

I didn't look back at Jacob because, quite frankly, I would've turned around to comfort him. I knew it must've stung when I said what I did. But, he knows I have a boyfriend, what was I supposed to do? I mean, what if Bryan saw us on a date? Or someone from school and then rumors would be making their way around about how Renesmee Cullen is a backstabbing hoe.

No thank you.

"Hey gorgeous." Someone wrapped their arms around me from behind and I quickly realized it was Bryan.

"Bryan!" I cheered.

"The one and only." He winked. I pressed my lips to his for a second and he smiled.

"I thought I wasn't going to see you for another week with the way you were Friday night." I smiled and I could see Jacob frowning from the corner of my eye.

"I'm better now though, the doctor said that I just ate some bad soup." Bryan shrugged. I'd never heard of soup going bad. I thought it was a non perishable…

"Oh, well it doesn't matter. You're better now, and that's what counts." I smiled. Bryan kissed my cheek and motioned towards his teacher who had a rather angry expression on his face.

"Alright, alright." I smiled. I kissed Bryan again, this time on the mouth and he seemed hesitant for a moment before he kissed me back.

"See you." Bryan waved.

"Love you." I called after him.

No answer.

That's okay, maybe he didn't hear me.

I made my way into the cafeteria. Unfortunately, I didn't have the same lunch hour as Bryan. But, I did have Funds and Economics class with him. I took a place in line, about three people behind Mr. Jacob Black. I tired to hide my face, but it didn't work. Jacob saw me because he waved. I pretended not to notice and he fell for it. He turned around to talk to his group of tall, dark, muscular friends.

Today's lunch was some kind of imitation pizza and I sighed. The lunch here was almost always something inedible.

I could see some table full of ghetto kids. Pants sagging, caps with different cities printed on them, shiny Nike's, and flashy chains. I could see them staring in my direction, but there was tons of kids; they could've been looking at anyone.

I picked out a normal-looking slice of pizza and when I got to the register I pulled out a five dollar bill from my pocket and the lunch lady just shook her head.

"You see that boy over there," She pointed to Jacob, sitting with his friends at a table towards the door. "He paid for your lunch." She smiled like it was the sweetest thing she's ever heard.

"Oh." Was all I said. She hurried me along with her hands and I stumbled out of the line and outside to the hallway by the vending machine on a bench strategically placed there some two or three years ago. I shoved my pizza around on my tray. Why did Jacob pay for my lunch when I've been rejecting him like old milk since Thursday?

He was watching me, I could feel it. Y'know that feeling when someone's staring at you? That self-conscious feeling that makes you want to cover your face in blankets. Yeah, I was getting that big-time. I turned my head to look at him but found a huge surprise -literally- when a huge Hispanic boy from the table before stepped in front of me.

"Uh, hello." I spoke softly, wanting to reach out and take my words back.

"Hey there, Mami, why you sitting here all by yourself?" He had a heavy Latin accent and it was alluring beyond control.

"Uh." I breathed. He sat next to me and I felt the need to slide down the bench I was sitting on and put a distance between me and Daddy Yankee over here.

"S'okay. You ain't gotta say nothin'. I'll do all the talking." He whispered and his breath raised goose bumps on my neck.

"I don't-" I tried to say something, anything but my words wouldn't come out. It was like there was someone inside of me, holding the words in my throat like a million balloons, only letting words go when my little person lost their grip and random letters scrambled together into nothing.

"Shhh." He soothed and put his finger underneath my chin. I shook my head and turned away, ready to get up at any moment. But his friend, Vanilla Ice was on the other side of me and Lil Wayne wasn't too far behind.

"Let go." I snapped when Latin Lover put his hands on me. He forcefully put his arm around my waist and pulled me in closer to him as the other two formed a barricade for anyone else to see what was about to happen.

"Stop." I cautioned. He put his lips at my ear and I jerked my elbow back -a knee-jerk reaction. He grunted in shock as my elbow made contact with his ribcage.

"Sean, grab her hands." He gasped. The white guy braced my hands, his fingers grasping my wrists. That would leave bruises for weeks.

"NO!" I screamed. The other one put his hand over my mouth and I bit him. He grunted and I tried to wriggle out of grasp from these boys. Lil Wayne put a rag in my mouth and tied it at the back of my head.

"Take her pants." Sean ordered.

"Paco, this girl is vicious." Lil Wayne pointed out.

"Nah Trevor, I got this. Just relax." Paco whispered in my ear.

"Sssssp!" I mumbled through the cloth in my mouth.

"Shut up already!" Trevor complained. I kicked my feet and felt warm tears run down my cheeks. I didn't want this to be the way I would lose my virginity. To three guys by a vending machine at school. I didn't even know who these people were.

"Let go of her." A throaty voice ordered from somewhere beyond the human barricade.

"Ay, back off Black." Sean snapped.

"You back off Sean." He growled.

"What the fu-" But before he had a chance to say anything else a fist popped out and landed directly in between Sean's eyes.

Jacob.

"Get off." Jacob snapped. He reminded me of a wild dog, the way his lips curled up, almost into a snarl. Trevor backed up with his hands in the air and Paco just chuckled wickedly.

"Or what?" Paco challenged. Jacob sneered and grabbed Paco by the front of his shirt.

"Or I'll have to beat the living shit out of you." Jacob threatened. I was sitting next to Paco and staring up at Jacob in utter shock.

"Ay man, take it easy." Paco put his hands out in front of him.

"Get your hands off of her." Jacob challenged. Paco let go of my waist and I stared at Jacob. He shook Paco by the front of his shirt before dropping him. Sean, Paco, and Trevor scuttled off into the deep confines and crevices of the dangerous hallway that had once seemed so innocent.

"Are you okay?" Jacob crouched on his feet to meet me on my level, eye-to-eye.

"Uh huh." I mumbled. I was at a loss for words.

"Those guys are sick. I'm sorry." Jacob sounded so much sweeter than he had looked when he threatened Paco.

"Uh huh." I repeated.

"Did I- Oh my God. Did I scare you? Renesmee, I'm not like that you have to understand-"

"No! No, it's okay. I'm just… I can't believe that almost happened." I sighed and put my head in my hands.

"It's okay. It's over now." Jacob sat down next to me on the bench and put his arm around my shoulders.

"No, I didn't even know how to defend myself. If- if it wasn't for you I would've… they would've…" I stopped and sighed shakily.

"Don't think like that. I owe you anyway, for staying with me." Jacob soothed.

"You don't owe me anything Jacob," I shook my head, "I did it because I couldn't leave you there. And as much as I hate to admit it, I wanted you to owe me something. But now I feel terrible." I sighed.

"Renesmee, you think I wanted Paco and those guys to ra- uh… touch you?" Jacob's voice cracked and I looked up at him.

"I didn't think you would care after I wouldn't go on a date with you." I whispered sheepishly.

"Renesmee!" Jacob shouted incredulously, "What kind of guy do you think I am?" Jacob looked angry, but then again, I barely knew him, I wouldn't be able to tell.

"I don't know. Everyone always talks about you and I just…" I stopped because I didn't know what to say.

"Why don't you get to know me then?" Jacob gained his composure and looked at me levelly.

"I just…" I looked away to avoid his honest gaze and he put his hand under my chin, turning my head towards him.

I looked at him right in the eyes and I saw my reflection in them. I saw my face and I looked… happy? I remember looking into Bryan's eyes and seeing my face but never feeling right. But sitting here with Jacob -whom I barely knew- I felt like a real person.

"Hey! You two kids! Get to where you need to be!" A security guard, roaming the halls called from the end of the hall.

"Sorry!" I called automatically. Jacob shook his head and laughed.

"I'll see you around, Cullen." Jacob winked.

"Bye." I smiled.

Jacob smiled the just about dreamiest smile I'd ever seen and I smiled the smile that gets my dad to buy me things constantly. Jacob just kind-of stared and I waved my fingers at him. I turned and walked down the hall. The bell rang and people filled in behind us. Jacob smiled and turned to walk away. My heart ached with the absence of his gaze.

Yeah, maybe Jacob and I weren't friends yet, but there was something there; no denying that.


A/N: Okay, so, some major fluffage in this chapter but, hey, we needed Jacob to be the hero for once.

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