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"Yo Jacob." A familiar voice called to us from behind. I figured it was Quil.
"Hey Quil." Bingo.
"Renesmee, lookin' fine." He said winking and making Jacob pull me closer.
I blushed, "Thanks?"
"Ha, look Jacob I made her blush."
Jacob just shook his head. "I can see that. Anyways where are the others?"
"Well, Seth and Leah are off finding their classes and Embry is occupied with being hit on. Me, I'm talking to you." He smiled.
"Jake, I'm going to go and look for my class. You and Quil just talk."
"Are you sure? I'll come with you."
I only nodded. Before I did go I managed to jump up and sneak a kiss on his cheek. I wish that I could of seen his facial expression when I did that. It probably would have been a nervous or achieved look. Either way it would just make me melt to see it. On my way to finding my first class I saw a group of people; not like before; staring at me as if, as if they wanted to murder me. A familiar situation which my mother was once stuck in, which led to falling in love with my father, which then lead to creating me. This group was much more, different. There were three of them only, but they looked fierce and ready to strike.
After about a minute I shook off the feeling of being sought out as a victim and continued my walk down the halls of Forks High. My arms folded and my vision kept straight forward. I couldn't be distracted right now or I'd forget what I was doing. Head's turned to see me as I passed, reading minds would have been great right now. Just to hear all of the envious and hopeless romantic comments from those I passed would have been the topping on the most interesting day of the year.
When I did indeed find the room I was to start in, I felt the presence of the others from before. They were in the room together. I always thought that the classrooms were locked whenever the teachers weren't there. The teacher was there alright, and now I knew that he or she was part of the little group that wanted to end me. When I peeked in I could see them more clearly than before.
There were two females and two males. One looked a little older than the rest, and had tied up silky, brown hair that was long from the looks of it. Her oval shaped face supported two diamond-shaped eyes with a tint of violet in each one. Her brows were clean and arched which gave her eyes great volume, while her nose was not too big nor too small. Her lips were full and colored over with what seemed to be lipstick that matched the color of a rose. Her cheeks were prominent and had a small shade of pink; blush probably; while further down her roundish chin had finished her off to be a very beautiful woman in my book. Her choice of clothing seemed to be a red wavy top that flowed at her hips, and black slacks, which were followed by black pointed toes dress shoes. She was the first I heard speak when I got there.
"I know you are all a little irratated by the fact that the Cullens are back."
A tall black haired male raised up from his seat with hatred in his eyes, "You're damn as hell right we are. That Halfbreed is here to ruin us!"
I whined as I heard the disgust in his voice as he said. Halfbreed. I never liked that word. I've heard it many times before. Then the other female stood up. She had a slight english accent.
"Brian Ashford I never would of thought you'd sound so cruel. Sure her presence here is, well the least to say, indescribably bothersome. However we musn't be upset by her appearance. It is after all the first day and we have not formally met her."
Brian, as I now knew him as scoffed at her ideas.
"There is no way that I would ever befriend a...a mutt."
Then the last of the males stood, he chuckled at all of the craziness that seemed to be drawn to his group. I knew I would like what he was going to say.
"Now, now Brian. Half , mixed, or not she is still our kind. Like Amelia said, we have not formally met her. So please no more talk of hatred towards her?"
"Isn't it always you Caleb who is a complete doll?" Amelia whispered before kissing his pale cheeks.
"Ugh get a room."
"Oh calm down," Caleb began, "It's not my fault you're so picky. Isn't that right Venetia?"
Venetia must be my teachers name.
This Caleb seemed to be a pretty decent guy. He had no judgemental opinions unlike the Brain character. Amelia seemed to be Caleb's mate. I was very curious about them, and wanted so much to meet them face to face. It was too hard to tell what they looked like really, since the light was off aside from a lamp at the teachers desk which 'Venetia' was sitting at. They sounded beautiful, but were they as beautiful as they seemed? Before I could step in, I felt the very presence that made me feel completely safe, pull me back against him. It was my Jacob.
"Hey there beautiful."
I giggled, "Hey Jake. I thought I told you to go and talk to Quil?
He placed a hand on the top of my head.
"And I thought you were going to class. So I guess we're on the same boat here, Nessie."
"Yup we sure are Jakie. The bell for class should be ringing, so you better go. Mine is right here in case you need me." I said pointing to the class where the group had been. I noticed that they had dispersed from the room, leaving Venetia to her role as teacher. Jacob nudged me to get my attention, causing me to twitch my eyes a little.
"Is something bothering you?" He asked in such a caring tone that made me die of happiness inside; if that was possible.
"N-no." Crap, I studdard! He'll know I'm lying!
"Renesmee." He never used my name unless he was concerned. Which I'm sure he was.
"Oh Jake, I'm fine. Quit worrying, I'm a big girl now. That is if you call living for only four years so far a big girl. Anyways, Just go on to class."
He shook his head in disagreement. He folded his arms and leaned against the wall, staring directly into my eyes. He was just being a little annoying now. He didn't look as if he were to give in to my demand for him to go, but once the bell rang, he would leave. He had to...at least while there were authority figures patrolling the halls. Which there were.
He sighed, "Fine. I'll go. Let me walk you to your seat at least before I do."
I gave a nod. He followed me in and we read the seating chart that was posted on the wall next to the door. I sat all the way in the back corner next to...Amelia? This had to be some set up seeing as how a little earlier Amelia was eager to meet me.