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The New Kids

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!


28. Chapter 28

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I took my time running home, but still made it there in a few minutes. The closer I got, the better I felt. As long as I wasn't looking at the devastation in Owen's eyes, I would be okay. But I knew that tomorrow, when all the events of today sunk in, I would feel truly horrible.

Jake was sitting on the front steps waiting for me, he must have left Forks right after we did. A huge smile lit up his face as soon as he saw me, and I couldn't help doing the same. But feeling so happy felt wrong, I needed to mourn for Owen. I knew it would come, the sadness of losing him, but I just couldn't think about anything besides Jake in that moment.

He opened his arms for me and I ran into them, crashing against his solid chest. He tightened his arms around me and kissed the top of my head.

"How did it go?" He asked seriously.

"Not well," I sighed. "Not well at all. I just..I hope he moves on. I know he can, but I don't know if he will. He's quite strong willed, and he really wanted to become a vampire. And not just to be with me either...I think he genuinely wanted to have this life."

Jake snorted.

"As incomprehensible as it may seem to you, immortality, beauty and strength are quite appealing to a lot of humans," I told him.

"Yeah, but the diet? No thanks."

"That's not really the point, the point is...I'm worried he might do something drastic."

"Like what?" Jake said, his eyebrows pulling together.

"I think he might try and find someone to change him, and then come back,” I whispered.

A low growl ripped from Jake's throat. "I will never let him near you."

"Don't be so dramatic, Jake. I won't let you fight him, besides, I told him the he was being crazy...and I think he'll realize that once he calms down."

I heard several footsteps from inside the house, heading towards the front door; a second later it swung open. It was my dad and Aunt Alice, both with worried looks on their faces.

"What were you just telling Jake, Nessie? About Owen still wanting to be changed?" Alice said.

I explained the conversation, and watched as her face turned to horror. "Edward, you were right, that is what he's planning on doing."

"What's going on, Dad?"

His face was more composed, but still strained. "Alice is getting flickers of things in Owens future, but it keeps changing...he can't make up his mind. One second he's in school here, the next he's back in Colorado, then in London, and then...Italy. His thoughts keep going back to Italy."

I didn't catch the significance of my fathers words at first. "He mentioned that he was going to go back to Europe because it would be too hard for...." I gasped. "Oh my God. Italy. But why? Of all the people he could go to, to be changed...he chooses ITALY?!"

"I don't know why either, it doesn't seem to be the most sensible course of action. He's usually very pragmatic, this doesn't make sense. But his thoughts are still changing rapidly, so he might not follow through. Alice? Will you keep a close eye on him, please?"

"Of course," she replied, her features still not relaxed out of their mask of horror.

"Everything will be fine," Dad said. I couldn't tell if it was in response to the look on Aunt Alice's face, or my hectic, panicked thoughts. "We'll see before he does anything, we'll be able to stop him. Don't worry about it anymore, Nessie, you've had enough to deal with today."

Right...like I'd be able to block all the unpleasant things from my mind. Too bad life didn't really work that way, it would have been nice to bask in the glow of my new relationship.

Jake swept my hair back and leaned down to whisper in my ear, "I bet I can make you forget all your worries." His hot breath tickled and gave me goosebumps. I blushed and my thoughts immediately went to a place I was mortified to have my father hear and see.

He cleared his throat and scowled. "Jake, I'm glad it all worked out for you, really, but don't push me." He got up and and turned to walk back into the house, and I heard him muttering to himself under his breath.

I let out a short burst of laughter, but then sighed.

"You're really worried, aren't you?" Jake asked once we were alone again.

"Of course I am. Just because I'm with you now, doesn't mean I all of the sudden stopped caring for Owen. I feel awful for hurting him...you should have seen his face. It was horrible."

"I can imagine," he said bitterly. "I've been in his place, you know. More than once. I understand that you have to be sad for him, but don't be angry if I'm more upbeat than usual. This is my perfect ending...finally."

I smiled at him. "I know, and I am happy. I just need to know that Owen isn't going to do anything stupid before I can totally relax."

He didn't say anything, he just pulled me closer to him and rested his cheek on my head. We sat like that for a while, looking out into the dark gardens. A momentary break in the clouds even made it possible to see the stars, a welcome and rare sight in this cloudy place.

As we watched the glittery sky, I thought about the saying 'it was written in the stars'. I was never one for superstitions, and had always dismissed the whole 'it was meant to be' thing. I had always believed in choosing my own destiny, my own future. But for the first time I felt that it might all be true. Some things are just meant to be, no one knows why.

Over the last several years I had spent much effort proving to those around me that I was capable of making my own choices. I'm stubborn, just like my parents, and I wanted them all to know that my life would not be dictated by others. Though I'd come full circle, I still felt that I'd accomplished that goal. I chose Jake. I had other options, good ones, but in the end he was what I wanted. The imprint was just one faucet in our relationship, and if it were to break tomorrow, I would still want him.

The clouds closed ranks again, obscuring the tiny dots of light and bringing me back to the present.

"We should go inside," I said. "I've hardly seen Garrett, Kate and Tanya at all, and I'm sure the rest of the family has quite a few opinions about todays events."

Jake just laughed and pulled me to my feet. We held hands as we walked through the house to the living room, where everyone was gathered. I could tell by the looks on their faces how they felt about my new status with Jake. They were happy. Even Aunt Rose looked happy...well, not happy...but not scowling either. That was as good as her being happy if it was something Jake was involved in.

They had liked Owen, but they loved Jake. He had been a part of this family since the day I was born, I'm sure seeing him so miserable hadn't been easy.

Grandma Esme rushed up to me then, taking my head in her hands and looking in my eyes. "Oh, Renesmee, we are so glad for you and Jacob. We all love you both so much." She kissed my forehead and beamed at Jake, who beamed right back.

"So much has changed since we spoke yesterday!" Tanya exclaimed. "What on earth happened, I'm dying to know!"

"I don't even really know what happened." I told her. "Jake kissed me and that was just kind of it. I found out what I've been missing." I shrugged, not really wanting to share any details with the entire family. It was bad enough that my father already knew absolutely everything. I wished that Jake and I could have some moments that were just ours, but I knew that would never happen. Dad looked at me sympathetically.

Uncle Emmett spoke up then, always one to say what no one else would, his words made me tense up. "So, not to upset you or anything, Ness, but what are we going to do about this whole Owen situation?"

"Is this really the time for that Emmett?" Grandma Esme said to him.

"No, it's okay," I told her. "It's a valid concern, and it affects us all. I'm sure you heard he was thinking of going to Italy, and honestly I have no idea what to do. I'm hoping that you all do."

"I told you already, don't worry," my father said gently. "Alice will see his plans, and we'll stop him before he makes it out his front door. None of us have anything to worry about." He directed his last comment pointedly toward Uncle Emmett.

"Whatever you say, bro," he replied.

They could all tell that the subject was closed, and moved on to other topics. They reminisced about old times, times that happened decades before I, and even my mother, had been born. Then Tanya and my mother started talking about their first meeting, at my parents wedding, and how intimidated my mother was of her then. It was impossible for me to imagine my mother being intimidated by anyone. She had always seemed invincible to me.

"Were you at my parents wedding, Jake?" I said through a yawn. I'd never thought to ask before, having always just assumed that he was, though he wasn't in any pictures.

"Er...no. I wasn't there."

My parents and Jake all grimaced slightly. Interesting. I stored the intrigue away for future questioning, not pressing the subject tonight. I had eternity to get every secret imaginable out of Jake.

That idea made me smile, but then I felt a slight burn in my throat and groaned. Everyone looked at me, alarmed. "I went hunting a few days ago, but only found one tiny deer. It was so cold that nothing else was out. I think I'm going to need to go before bed or its going to drive me crazy," I explained.

"Would you like us to go with you?" My mother asked.

"No, that's alright, Jake will go."

"Sure!" He said enthusiastically, obviously as eager to be alone with me as I was with him. I really was thirsty, but it was also a very convenient excuse to get out of the house for awhile.

"Be good," my father said under his breath as we headed toward the back door. I blushed and Uncle Emmett laughed boisterously, making me blush even more.

Jake ran across the lawn and into the forest ahead of me, phasing just inside the cover of the trees. I caught up to him, and followed him deep into the dark green hazy woods. We were nearly 50 miles out before I caught the scent of something appealing. A bear in its den, an easy kill. Jake stood back and watched patiently while I did what I needed to do. I stood up, without a single drop of blood on my cream sweater, and saw that he had phased back to his human form.

"I'll never get tired of watching you do that," he said lovingly.

I laughed, "You know, that's kind of weird, Jake. Do you find it so fascinating when I eat human food, too?"

"No, but watching you hunt is fun. You're not thinking about anything else except what is right in front of you. Nothing but books ever gets your undivided attention that way, which is why I also love to watch you read."

"You have my undivided attention," I told him, walking the short distance between us and wrapping my arms around his waist.

"Do I?" he asked, his smile crinkling the corner of his eyes.

"Mmmhum," I mumbled and stretched up on my tiptoes to kiss his chin. He leaned his face down, giving me access to his lips. For the next many, many moments my mind was only on him, reveling in our second real kiss. Though I was tired from my long day, I could have stood in the trees kissing him for hours, days even.

After a while he must have realized my fatigue, because he scooped me and walked a short distance to a small river. Right in the center a large, flat boulder sat, with water flowing quickly around it. He jumped lightly, with me still in his arms, and landed on the rock. He laid me down and then stretched out next to me, one of his hands wrapped around mine and the other dipped into the river, letting the cool water run around it.

"Are you happy?" he asked.

"Undoubtedly, why?"

"Well, there's something...something I gave you a long time ago. I was wondering if maybe you wanted to wear it again."

I instantly knew what he was talking about, before he even pulled it from his pocket. The promise bracelet.

"Of course! Yes, I want to wear it again." I gushed.

He smiled, clearly relieved. Did he really expect me to refuse it now? I held out my wrist, the same one with the wolf carving and diamond heart dangling from a silver chain, and let him tie it there.

"Thank you," he said, turning my hand palm up in his and kissing my wrist. "I'd marry you tomorrow, if I didn't think your parents would kill me."

"Why would they kill you? It's obviously going to happen now, I doubt the timing is of too much concern." My stomach did flips at his mention of marriage, and it took me a moment to figure out that they were good flips. I could picture myself marrying Jacob on First Beach, with all our family and friends there.

"You're young, Ness. They want to keep you their little girl for as long as possible." He held his hand up to stop my interruption. "I know, I know...You're grown up, mentally, emotionally, and definitely physically," He grinned. "When the timing feels right, we'll do whatever you want, but right now lets just enjoy being boyfriend and girlfriend for awhile, okay?"

"Okay," I pouted. He laughed and rolled over until my body was trapped underneath his, the warmth and weight felt nice. When he looked down in my eyes, his were burning. I'd never seen him look so fierce. It wasn't a frightening kind of look, but intense in its passion.

"There are a lot of advantages in my being your boyfriend," he breathed into my ear and then kissed it lightly. "We can do this..." He made his was slowly from my ear to my neck with his lips, and then back up. "And we can do this..." He pressed his lips to mine softly, kissing me. I got goosebumps again and the shiver that ran through me caused him to deepen his kiss.

I had been intensely focused on Jake all evening, but at that moment a small thing broke through my mind; I was beyond grateful that I hadn't gone overboard with Owen last week. I couldn't imagine telling Jake. Honestly, I couldn't imagine wanting to be that close to anyone except Jake, even though I knew that I had wanted exactly that only a week ago.

He felt me tense up under him and pulled back, looking questioningly into my eyes. "What's the matter? Did I do something I shouldn't have?" He quickly moved his hand from where it had traveled to my thigh.

"Nothing is wrong at all, the opposite actually," I smiled, reaching to put his hand back where he had taken it from.

"Nessie..." he said warningly.

"Oh calm down, Jake. I know that we've got nothing but time, I'm in no rush. Promise."

"Say that again," he said gently.

"Calm down, Jake?"

“No...keep going."

Then I understood. "We've got nothing but time."

"Nothing but time," he repeated, a smile lighting up his face.