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The New Kids

Summary:
The Cullens start high school for the first time since Bella has been changed and Renesmee has been born. Will Nessie learn to love Jacob the way he wants her to? Or will she meet someone at school and repeat the history that brought her Mom and Dad together? The sequel to this story - Nothing But Time- should be up ASAP! Keep a look out for it!


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15. Chapter 15

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I was seething. Positively Seething. What on earth had possessed my father to be so overbearing and rude? In between shouting profanities at him in my mind, I was thinking about how I could explain the sudden hostility to Owen. If he didn't start avoiding me entirely to keep away from the wrath of my psychotic 'brother'.

Dad waited until he heard Owens car pulling away before he spoke, his voiced raised, "Renesmee Cullen! Where did you learn such language!?"

I shouted back, "Don't you try and reprimand me right now, not after what you just did!" Wow, I was being brave, I never talked back to my father. But, then again, he'd never really done anything that would make me need to.

"What is going on in here?" My mother said as she rushed into the entry way. "I was out back walking with Esme when I heard you shouting. Is something wrong?"

I ran to her and touched her face, replaying the events of the last few minutes. She almost giggled, but when she sensed the embarrassment and anger in me she set her face back into a look of concern. "Edward, love. Was that really necessary? We like Owen, remember?"

"He was about to kiss her!! I heard them both think it! What was I supposed to do?"

"Well, I don't exactly know. But you could have done something that wouldn't have embarrassed her so badly, or frightened him."

The conversation between my parents was definitely not calming me down, if anything it was making me even more angry. How dare they stand right in front of me and discuss my life like I had no say? "I'll tell you what you could have done. You could have done NOTHING! I am a big girl and I can decide if I want to be kissed by someone or not. And if I didn't, I'm more than capable of taking care of myself!"

Aunt Alice skipped down the stairs lightly, "Don't worry, Nessie. He'll try again." She had a delighted smile on her face and her eyes were lit up with excitement. My dad suddenly staggered slightly and went to sit on the bottom step with his head in his hands. What was going on?

"Why, Alice?" he asked softly. My mother and I gazed at them, confused, while Alice silently explained. His expression became pained, but the look of excitement never left Aunt Alice. My mother hated it when they did this, so it didn't take long for her to speak up, "Stop that you two. Tell us what's happening."

"It's Nessie, I can see her. See her clearly! I've never been able to see her like this before, it started this afternoon and it was like flood gates opening."

Well, this was interesting. Alice had a hard time seeing me for several reasons, my being half vampire/half human and the entanglement of Jake in my life. Over time, it became easier for her, if she tried very hard. Jake couldn't be in the way of course, and that's why she only got very basic things, because he was always in the way.

My mother looked horror struck and I didn't understand why until she gripped the banister tightly and began to stutter, "B-but...Jake? Why? Is something going to...happen...to him?"

Panic washed over me as I listened to my mother. If Alice could see me, where was Jake in the future? Was he going to....I began to hyperventilate before I could even think the word.

"Bella! Nessie! No, no, no my loves. Nothing is going to happen to Jake. I'm worried about how he'll take this of course, but I don't think he'll do anything drastic," my father assured us. "From what I can tell, there are still moments where he gets in the way of Alice's vision, its just much more infrequent than it is now."

"But why?" my mother asked, regaining her composure.

Aunt Alice answered, "Well, I think that she's made a decision that takes her life in a different direction than it's been going. She must have decided that she wouldn't end up with Jake after all."

Hadn't I always known that I wouldn't end up with him? I sat for a moment and pondered what had happened today, and how it could have changed my future so drastically. And then it hit me like a ton of bricks. I was in love with Owen. A strange feeling had been swimming around inside of me all afternoon, and I was finally able to put a name to it. Love.

"You think you're in love?" my father asked, his eyes wide with shock.

Warmth and contentment spread through me as I silently answered his question. Yes, I loved Owen. I nearly laughed out loud, I felt so light all of the sudden. My parents both looked stunned and slightly ill, not an easy feat for a vampire. My father could hear the happiness in my thoughts, but my mother couldn't, so I reached up to touch her face again. I showed her all of the things that I loved about him; his kindness and calming nature, the quiet intelligence that made him seem much older than his 16 years, his patience, the way he loved his family, his fierce loyalty to his friends.

When I dropped my hand, she smiled a sad looking smile. "He does have many wonderful qualities worth loving, sweetie. I of all people know that you can't help who you fall in love with. But you have to cut your father and I some slack, you are so young and this isn't at all the path we thought your life would follow. Just give us some time to adjust and we will be happy for you eventually."

That was fair. I'm sure this was a bit shocking, and I didn't even really care that they weren't happy for me yet. I was happy enough for everyone in the entire house. Unfortunately, what my mother said next was the only thing that could pull the good feelings right out of me.

"Where's Jake? We need to figure out how to tell him."

"He's hunting," Aunt Alice said, "He told Jasper that he was going pretty far out and wouldn't be home until late."

"Mom, you aren't telling Jake anything," I told her forcefully.

"Don't you think he deserves to know?"

"Yes, but it's my place to tell him, and I don't think doing it right now is a good idea. It's all so new. I promise I will tell him when the time is right."

She bit her lip, nodded and walked into the living room with Dad.

What a day, I thought as I headed to my room. My whole life had just turned down a new path, and I couldn't wait to get started. Aunt Alice had pestered me for hours, wanting to tell me what she was seeing. What fun would life be if I knew how it was all going to turn out? Even if it was incredibly subjective and could change at the drop of a hat, I still didn't want to know.

The next day came quickly and I soon realized that the rest of my family had been told of the new developments. They were looking at me differently, sadly almost. I realized that they were thinking about me as the baby, all grown up much too soon for their liking. Jake was oblivious, thankfully.

When we got to the school, I rushed in ahead of everyone else, making my way to Owen's locker. I was hoping to catch him before 1st period so I could try and repair the damage that I was sure my father had done.

I saw a huge smile spread across his face when he turned the corner and saw me standing there. "Hey Nessie! What's up?" he said when he got closer.

"Hey...I uh..I want to apologize for my brother last night."

"Don't worry about it, Ness. I'm a big brother too, so I know how it is. No hard feelings."

"I promise Edward won't behave that way again. We had a little talk last night.."

He laughed and shook his head, "I'm sure you set him straight."

"Hey! I'm pretty strong willed and intimidating when I need to be."

"I wasn't being sarcastic, I have no doubt that you set him straight."

The bell for first period rang and I knew I needed to rush, I had to get all the way across the school in 2 minutes. "So all is forgiven?"

"Of course."

"Thanks, Owen. You're the best." I leaned up, gave him a quick peck on the cheek and then darted down the hall toward my class. Right before I turned the corner, I glanced back and saw him standing in the same spot staring with hazy eyes at the place where I'd been before. Huh, I guess I'd inherited some of that Cullen 'dazzling' gene after all.

Even though nothing was 'official', Owen and I became more and more like a couple everyday. He started walking me to class, holding my hand as we weaved through the crowd of students who never gave us a second glance. He came over every afternoon to hang out, or to pick me up and take me to hang out at his house. I admired his bravery for continuing to come over, even though he still got the occasional menacing glare from my father.

It didn't take long for his house to feel like a second home to me. His mother and I were becoming quite good friends, and his father often asked for my opinion on various pieces of artwork he created or came across. At first I could tell he did it just to make me feel welcome and involved, but after awhile he seemed to really value my honesty and what I had to say. Only Amanda was still a little put off by me, and I knew it was because I was monopolizing so much of her brothers time.

Other than that minor blip, my life was blissful. I was in a constant state of happiness. Until the week before the hospital benefit anyway. We were sitting at lunch with our crowd, as always, when the subject of our Halloween plans came up.

"Hey, do you guys want to come over next week for Halloween?" Wren asked everyone at the table. "We'll have a scary movie marathon and make ourselves sick with candy."

"We'll be at the benefit," Owen told her.

"Oh, I know that the three of you won't be able to come," she said, gesturing to Owen, Jake and I, "I was talking about everyone else."

"I'm not going to the hospital thing, so I can come to your house Wren." Jake said.

"You're not? Why? Your whole family is going!"

"I'm not really into that sort of thing, getting all dressed up and stuff."

I kicked Wren under the table and raised my eyebrows in her direction, trying to tell her to drop it. She didn't, of course.

"Ohhh, I see now. You don't have a date!"

Oh dear God. This was going to be bad. Jake cleared his throat and tried to busy himself with the slice of pizza sitting on his plate. I remembered the conversation my dad and I had about Rory liking Jake...I knew what Wren was going to do next. Of course my dad wasn't here when I needed him, he was out hunting with Uncle Emmett for the day.

"Ow, Nessie. Stop kicking me!" She said densely as I continued nudging her with my leg under the table. "You know Jake, I don't think Rory has any plans for Halloween."

"Um, yes I do. I just said that I'd come to your house." Her face had turned so red that it looked like it was about to burst into flames.

"I'm really not into the whole dancing thing, and Carlisle has already RSVPed. I doubt there's enough time to add two more to their table. It's really okay Wren, Rory and I will have more fun at your house anyway," Jake said rather firmly.

I eyed him apologetically, and he smiled a half smile at me. Wren looked satisfied that at least the two of them would be together at her house. I had a feeling that poor Jake would be pushed toward Rory at every opportunity.

As soon as I got home from school, I called Wren. "What was all that about?"

"What?" she asked innocently.

"You know what! You embarrassed the hell out of poor Rory, not to mention Jake."

"Rory totally has a thing for him, and I just thought that maybe he needs a distraction, you know..to get over you. Unless...is that why you and Owen haven't made it official yet? You have a thing for Jake?!"

"NO!! I don't know why we haven't made it official, we just haven't talked about it. I don't have a thing for Jake, but I can tell you for sure that he's not interested in Rory."

What else could I say that would make her see? 'Jake will never love anyone but me, so don't even try' would definitely make me sound crazy. "Wren, please just trust me on this one. If Jake likes Rory he will make a move, he's not shy. So just let them be, okay?"

"Fine. Whatever you say." She said with mild disappointment.

We talked for a while more about random school things, and then I told her I needed to go, Owen would be over soon.

"Have fun," she said slyly, "come over later if you want, I think Allen, Luke and Rory are."

"Yeah, we might. Later, Wren."

I still had a little bit of time to kill before he arrived. I thought about starting on my homework or reading a collection of short stories that had been sitting on my desk untouched, but neither of those seemed to appeal to me at the moment. I decided to go sit at the piano, and see if I felt like playing. As soon as I sat on the smooth black bench, my fingers started flying across the keys. I was hardly conscious of the movement, it was just as natural as walking or even breathing. I'm not sure how long I sat there, totally lost in the sound of a song I'd never heard before. But when I looked up, Owen was standing at the door. I nearly had a heart attack, it wasn't easy to surprise a vampire.

"Don't stop." he said, moving into the room and sitting in one of the big armchairs nearest to me.

When the sky started to darken, and the room with it, I finally quit playing. I glanced at him and he moved from the chair onto the bench next to me.

"I could listen to you play for hours."

"You just did." I smiled, not sure if he could see me clearly in the dark room.

I could see him, and the indecision that flickered across his face as he reached up and put his hand in my hair. I leaned a little bit closer. He wrapped his other arm around my waist, sliding me on the bench so that I was even closer. Slowly, he tilted his head down and pressed his lips onto mine. I'd often heard about 'fireworks' and 'sparks flying' when you shared a good kiss with someone, but I wasn't expecting a full on light show and the feeling that I could faint or fly at any moment. Much, much too soon he pulled back slightly and looked at me. His eyes, which normally looked hazel in the darkness, were a bright and clear green tonight. They were gazing at me in a way that left little doubt in my mind that he loved me too.