RENESMEE

Today was my first day at high school. Yesterday my parents told me what they had been hiding from me. I had to be very careful with the people I spoke to today. If anyone seemed out of the ordinary I had to stay away. The school had sent a map and my timetable to the house. My dad dropped me off at school and wished me luck before he drove off. I slowly walked past the sign saying 'Welcome to Forks High School' I was very aware this was where my parents met, so I was excited to go in. I entered the school and followed the signs until I found my first class; History. I opened the door and as I walked in my bracelet caught on the door handle. I fiddled with it until I was free and walked to a spare desk. A few students looked up at me as I sat down. Some of them looked like they were in shock. I blushed and looked down at my wrist. I fiddled with the bracelet Jacob had given me when I was young until they stopped staring. The teacher called the class's attention and my first ever high school lesson started.

After my first class ended I rushed out the room and to my next class. There was a lot of eyes on me; all I wanted to do was get through the day. I already didn't like it here; I couldn't wait to find Zac at Lunch. I was just about to go into my English class when I was stopped.

"Hello," a girl said from behind me. I turned around to see a petite girl with dark long black hair. She was in a pair of jeans and an 'I heart NYC' top. She smiled timidly at me. I smiled back with the same enthusiasm.

"Hi," I said to her.

"My name is Chloe, I was wondering if we could hang out, I have no one else to talk to," she said and looked down at her feet. I could tell she plucked up a lot of courage to ask me.

"Sure, neither do I. My name is Renesmee," I said to her.

"Wow that's a pretty name," she said and looked up to me.

"Yeah, its long too… you can just call me Nessie," I said to her with a smile. "Are you in Miss Sweet's English?"

"Yeah I am," she said returning my smile with a little bit more effort than before.

"Great, I'll have someone to sit next to then," I said to her. She laughed a little and we made our way into the class. Miss Sweet was really nice and allowed us to spend the whole lesson getting to know each other. She said we were going to work on our communicating skills and the task was just to talk about our lives with each other and make friends. I was very happy I had found Chloe because I had no idea who I would have spoken to otherwise. We chatted about our brothers and sisters, pets, birthdays, houses, countries we had been to, our hobbies and interests and our parents and their jobs. I kept up the façade about my parents dying when I was younger and being adopted by Carlisle and Esme and I told her about my adoptive brothers and sisters. She was an only child and her dad left her when she was very young. It was just her and her mom but she loved it like that. I told her about my horse and she told me she loved horses too. We also found out we both took Spanish and would be in the same class as each other. I found doing Spanish was pointless for me. My father had taught me it only a year or two ago and I could speak it fluently; but the school required us to take a language –not including English- and that was the only one I could bare doing. Chloe and I bonded pretty quickly, she was shy when we first met but after we had talked a bit more about ourselves it was like we'd known each other for days rather than hour. We became friends instantly and decided to meet up at lunch. I knew Zac wouldn't mind so I invited her to sit with us.

After English was Biology. I said goodbye to Chloe and made my way to the biology labs as quickly as I could. My parents told me that Biology was the lesson they used to have together. I was strangely excited to see the room where my mom spent so much of her human life. Sadly I wasn't in the same lab as they were, but I did get a peak in the room they told me they were in; it was just like any normal school laboratory. Biology was just like History. All the students stared at me like I was a doll in a museum. I didn't understand fully why they stared, my dad warned me I would probably attract a lot of boys but I thought he was over exaggerating. I knew a lot of people -humans in particular- thought I was pretty but this was a little too much. They had never seen my mother or my aunts.

I went quickly to Spanish where I saw Chloe sitting on an empty desk. She smiled and waved when she saw me come through the door and I quickly made my way over to the desk.

"How was biology?" she asked.

"It was ok. People don't stop staring at me though," I said to her. She laughed.

"Doesn't surprise me."

"Why?"

"You're the most beautiful person here," she said with a smile. "Not to sound gay at all," she laughed. I laughed with her. Was this really going to affect me that much? Why did people have to stare? I don't know how my dad and uncles and aunts ever got used to this.

"Buenas dias!" the teacher called from the front. "Me llamo senor gusto." The class remained silent as if they had no idea what he just said.

"quien sabe nada de espanol?" the teacher asked. I could tell none of the children knew what he had said. I raised my hand.

"Ahh, bueno bueno. Cuanto?"

"Mucho," I replied. He had asked the class if anyone knew any Spanish, when I had raised my hand, he asked how much I knew and I replied with a lot. The whole class had turned to stare at me.

"Hmmm," he replied and a smile started to form on his lips. "Le puede lo habla con fluidez?"

"Ci," I said. He asked me if I could speak Spanish fluently.

"Entonces por que esta usted en esta clase?"

"Porque era el unico que me gustaba," I replied. He laughed and continued to talk to the rest of the class. He asked why I had taken this class and I told him that it was because I liked it. Chloe was staring at me as if I had just turned into a unicorn or something. I smiled at her.

"You didn't say you spoke Spanish," she whispered. I didn't reply, I just started copying the work Senor Gusto was writing on the board. Happy that this class was going to be the most fun out of them all. "Ness!" she hissed. I turned to look at her.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Why are you taking Spanish when you can speak it like that?" she asked.

"Because I like it," I said and smiled at her.

"Oh, well at least I'm not failing Spanish with you as my friend," she laughed quietly. I laughed with her and turned my attention back to the lesson.

When Spanish was over I packed up quickly and grabbed Chloe's hand. I dragged her to the cafeteria and scanned the room for Zac.

"How did you know where the cafeteria was?"

"I have the map memorized," I answered her, still looking for Zac. I decided to rely on a different sense instead. As my singer, I could smell Zac anywhere. If there was a crowd of a thousand people I'd be able to get to him in seconds. I stood there and closed my eyes briefly. I took a deep breath in and separated the scents on my tongue. Zac wasn't in the room, but he was close.

"Wow. You never stop amazing me Nessie. Really." She laughed.

"Zac's on his way," I said to her.

"Huh, I'm not even going to ask how you know that," she laughed again. I smiled widely at her and dragged her to the line for food. I wasn't in the mood for nasty school food but I knew Chloe would be hungry. As Chloe picked out her food I noticed Zac come in the giant doors. He was alone and was looking round the room for me.

"I'll be right back," I said to Chloe.

"What about your food?" she asked.

"I'm not hungry," I answered her and started making my way to Zac. I heard her huff and mumble something behind me. I made my way over to Zac and moved in front of him.

"Jeez Ness, you just appeared out of nowhere," he said with a smile.

"You know me," I said with a shrug. He laughed and took my hand. We walked over to the line to get food. Chloe was just paying for hers as Zac was getting his.

"By the way, I made a friend," I said to him.

"That's great Ness!" he said as he grabbed a juice box from the shelf and put it on his tray.

"Yeah I invited her to come sit with us," I said warily. "Is that ok?"

"Of course! I want to meet her, is she pretty?" he asked. I laughed and hit him on the arm. Once Zac had paid for his lunch I led him over to where Chloe was sitting.

"Sorry I left you, I saw Zac come into the room," I told Chloe.

"That's fine," she replied. Zac and I sat down on the table.

"I'm Zac," Zac said with a wide smile and extended his hand out to Chloe.

"I'm Chloe," she said timidly and shook his hand. She blushed and looked down to her food. Zac turned to me and nodded. I rolled my eyes at him. He obviously thought she was pretty. Zac stuffed his mouth with pizza and looked back at Chloe. I shook my head lightly and let out a small laugh.

"So Chloe. What lesson are you in with our Renesmee?" he asked. I looked at him and my eyes widened. He smiled his signature Zac grin widely at me.

"English and Spanish," she said quietly.

"Ah. You're pretty shy aren't you?" he asked. I slapped him on his back for being rude and it caused him to choke on his food.

"Sorry," I muttered. He waved me off and took a gulp of his juice.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Was I being rude?" he asked. I nodded at him and he turned back to Chloe. "Sorry, I'm like that unfortunately. Ness here tries to teach me to be a good boy but she isn't getting very far," he said with another grin. Chloe let out a small laugh.

"He also likes to be funny. You'll get used to that though. He likes you to give him a reaction to his jokes; an eye roll normally does it," I said to her. She laughed a little harder and continued to eat.

"Who is the funny one now?" Zac said and wobbled his head towards me like an idiot. Chloe and I just laughed at him. One thing I loved about Zac was he always made me laugh.

"How long have you two been friends?" she asked.

"Since the 4th grade," I replied.

"Are you dating?" she asked.

"No way," I said shaking my head. I loved Zac but I never saw him that way. Zac also shook his head.

"I'm free as a bird," he said to her. She giggled and took a bite of a cookie. "Don't get me wrong. Nessie is a very attractive girl, she's beautiful in fact, but I see her more as my sister than as a girlfriend," Zac said. I blushed when he called me beautiful. Chloe nodded.

"All the boys keep looking at her, and even the girls. I think they're jealous," she said.

"What? What boys?" he asked and looked around. Sure enough a few boys turned the heads away when Zac scanned the room. I could hear the protective tone in Zac's voice. This was a new part of Zac that I had only experienced once before. In the 6th grade a boy came up to me and asked my on a date. I said no but Zac didn't catch the conversation because he was across the playground at the time; he stormed over to me to see if I was ok with the boy talking to me. He reminded me of Eddie a lot. Eddie is just as protective over me, if not more. My Uncle Emmett often teased me saying that I was surrounded by a bunch of men that are never going to let me have a proper boyfriend. In all honestly, I didn't mind having my brother, best friend, father, grandfather and uncles looking out for me; it made me feel safe.

"All of them," Chloe laughed.

"That's rude," he muttered and continued to eat. "If a boy ever comes on to you that isn't Jacob, you tell me and I'll rip his head off," he said to me and patted my leg. I laughed nervously when he mentioned Jacob.

"Yeah yeah," I said.

"Who is Jacob?" Chloe asked. I opened my mouth to tell her he was no one but Zac interrupted.

"The love of her life," he said with a smirk. Her eyes widened and I blushed.

"He's kidding," I said.

"No I'm not," he said louder. I shook my head at him. Zac didn't know about who I or my family was, or the bond me and Jacob shared with our imprint but he did know my feelings. Not having a girl best friend led me to tell Zac everything. I always wanted to tell Chantelle them but most of the time she was too young and I knew my dad would get a bigger insight into my head then he already did. So I told Zac when I was in school. He knew every little thing about me. At least everything he was allowed to know. I hated hiding my true self from him but it was to keep him out of danger and since he was already in danger everyday with me being near him, I didn't want him to be in danger of the Volturi as well.

Lunch was the best part of the day. Chloe, Zac and I talked most of the time, it came to our next lesson and Zac and I both had PE. At Forks it was compulsory to do it. I don't know how Chloe got out of it but her mom had rang up and insisted she did extra classes instead of PE. I made a mental note to ask Chloe about it sometime. I hated doing PE just as much as my mother did. I wasn't as clumsy as she was, but it didn't mean I had the perfect grace and precision my dad had.