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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!


6. Chapter 6

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"Let's go hunt, Ness. Emmett and Blondie are going to be home soon and I'd rather not be around when they get here."

Were Jake and Aunt Rose ever going to get along? I doubted it. I walked out the back door with Jake and into the woods. I loved Grandma Esme for being able to find a house that backed right up to a state park. She had a knack for that. I paused and turned to look at the stately old mansion, giving Jake some privacy so he could phase.

The house was 2 stories and built with large gray stones. The doorways and windows were all over sized and arched, with huge, heavy, dark wood doors and thick tinted window panes. Though only two stories tall, our house in Forks would have fit inside it at least 3 times over. The grounds were large with an intricate, black, wrought iron fence surrounding it. It had fallen into disrepair over the years, but my grandmother had worked tirelessly on it over the summer. The gardens were now trimmed and full of late summer blooms, the grounds immaculately kept. The old place now radiated happiness from the inside out.

Something softly nudged my back. "You ready?" I asked. The huge wolf nodded and started running full speed into the woods. I followed until I picked up the scent of something appealing a few miles out. Jake continued on to find his own prey.

After we had our fill, we met up and ran back toward the house. About a mile out, Jake stopped and whirled around to face me.

"Geeze, Jake...you gotta give me some warning!" I grumbled after I slammed into his hulking form, pulling bits of fur off my clothes. He laughed his barking laugh and pushed my shoulder, telling me to turn around so he could phase. I turned and waited until he grabbed my hand and pulled me around to face him.

"Ness, I have to talk to you while we're away from the house."

This wasn't going to be a pleasant conversation, I could already tell. I just stood there and waited for him to start.

"Renesmee, we've beat around the bush for years now, and I'm tired of it. I love you, you know that. You also know that I'm meant for you...that we're meant for each other. I'm sure you love me too. Why are you making this so hard? It's killing me."

This is exactly what I'd been afraid of. I knew that everything he said was true, but I had my reasons. "I know all of that," I began, "but I don't really know how to tell you why I want what I do."

"Try. I want to know why you think something so right and so perfect shouldn't happen, why you think that the magic, history, and legends aren't a good enough reason to believe that this is right. I was made for you, Nessie. Why don't you care about that?"

He deserved the honest answer, so I decided to give it to him. "That's just it, Jake! Magic and legends..that's my whole life. Nothing is ever normal or simple. It's like my entire life was planned out from the moment I was born. I have to take control of what I can. I don't know what I'll want a year from now, or 10 years, or 100 years for that matter. We have all that time! Why do I need to rush into anything when I have eternity? I want to live first, as normal as possible."

He stared at me with sad eyes for a moment. "I guess I understand that," he sighed and then continued under his breath, "so like your mother, but still so different."

"Okay, enough! Now it's your turn to explain. Why do you keep muttering about Mom?"

"I guess I own you an explanation for that," he looked like he really didn't want to continue, "you know she and I were close before you were born. I loved her, not like I love you of course, but I thought she was the one for me. She chose your dad, obviously. It tore me up for a long time. I couldn't understand why Bella kept running towards something that would take her humanity."

I wasn't really shocked. I had always suspected that something had gone on with them before I was born.

He continued, "That's why you two are so similar, but still so different...she ran toward immortality with a vengeance, and couldn't wait to start her 'forever'. You want nothing more than to be normal and to take your time with everything."

I'd never thought of it that way. "So how are we similar?"

"You are both stubborn," he said, but then added very quietly, "and you are both very good at breaking my heart."

How could I be doing this to him? How could I cause my best friend so much pain? It was too much, I started sobbing. There had to be a way to make this better. I knew how, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. It just didn't feel right. I couldn't love him that way.

"Jake, please forgive me!" I cried into his shirt.

"There's nothing to forgive, sweetie. The good part about this whole imprint thing is that as long as you're happy, I'm happy. Yes, there is part of my heart that aches for you that way, but as long as I know you're happy, I'll be just fine. So that's all I can ask of you, make yourself happy."

I smiled through my tears. I was lucky to have such a wonderful friend. "I promise, Jake." He grabbed my hand and we started the walk back to the house.

"Nessie has a boyfriend! Nessie has a boyfriend! Nessie has a boyfriend"

Lovely. Someone must have filled Uncle Emmett in on my day. I looked at Jake before we walked in the door to face my certain humiliation. "You okay?" I asked.

"If you are, I am," he grinned, "I'm actually kind of eager to see what your family has to say about all this."

He pulled me through the door as I groaned loudly. Uncle Emmett started making smooching noises while Aunt Rose snickered from the couch.

"I didn't tell them a thing, baby!" Dad said from his piano bench. He pointed to where I should turn my murderous glare.

"MOM! How could you?" I shrieked at her.

"Don't be so upset, I only told them that you seemed to make a new friend. They guessed the rest rather quickly."

"Only a kid of Edwards would fall for a human on their first day of school!" Emmett roared with laughter.

Dad was giving me a strange look. His eyes were slightly squinted and his head was cocked to the side....he was zeroing in on my thoughts. Unfortunately right as Uncle Emmett had said the words 'fall for a human' my mind flashed with images of Owen. Before I could worry too much about what he was thinking, Aunt Alice danced lightly into the room and sank down onto the thick rug.

"You know, it really is a shame that I can't see Nessie very well. I have a feeling that this is all going to be quite interesting."

"I'm glad you can't," I stated, "I know you try not to affect the future with your visions, but you always seem to. I want my life to play out with out knowing what will happen."

She huffed and gave me a look of pure annoyance. Carlisle and Esme came to sit down on either side of me. They were so comforting. Even though they both looked about 25, they definitely had the spirit of grandparents.

"I'm glad you had a good day, honey." Grandma Esme purred, "Don't let them keep you from being friends with anyone." She lovingly ran her fingers through my hair and it calmed me instantly.

"Good day?" Jacob snorted. "I thought her day was just awful." He put his hand across his brow like he was about to faint.

"Cut out the dramatics, Jacob. You're irritating the hell out of her." Uncle Jasper snapped at him as he sent a calming wave toward me. I sighed contentedly.

"What happened?" Grandpa Carlisle asked with mild concern. My irritation flared up again.

"Jake almost fought a boy in gym class. It got broken up before it started, but still. It's only going to cause problems for us." I explained to him.

"You know I don't approve of fighting," he said to Jacob in a very stern tone.

"Let me guess! A guy came on to Nessie and you tried to beat him to a pulp, Romeo broke it up and now Ness is a smitten kitten." No one said a word. "So I'm right?!" Emmett exclaimed with glee. "I knew it!" he yelled when no one responded again.

My dad sighed heavily, "Renesmee, you know having secrets in this family is impossible. I know from first hand experience. Please just get it all out in the open. It will be much easier for everyone, you included."

"DAD!" I was horrified, "I can't talk to you all about this."

"I already know everything, and you know I'll tell your mother. I can promise not to tell anyone else...but I can't promise that they won't bug you to death trying to get information." He looked directly at Uncle Emmett, a slight smile turning up the corners of his mouth.

"So I like a guy? So what? I swear this is torture. I can't even like someone without a full on interrogation! We've only had one conversation, ONE, and you people act like I'm going to marry him!" I could see Aunt Alice bouncing up and down out of the corner of my eye, "Before you ask Aunt Alice, his name is Owen, he's 16, and I don't know if he likes me too!"

Dad and Uncle Jasper laughed out loud.

"WHAT!?!" I yelled at them.

Dad nodded at Jasper, letting him know that it was okay to explain, "Every guy in that school who's seen you, likes you. Like I told you this morning in the parking lot, it's going to be a challenge to for me to tolerate it everyday."

"Even Owen?" I asked hopefully before I could think about what I was saying.

"Even Owen," my dad said quietly.

I blushed harder than I ever had. Everyone stared at me, except Jacob. His face was half smiling/half wincing at the floor. He loved my blush, just not the reason for it, I guessed. After a moment everyone went on about their business and I sat daydreaming about English class.

Later that night, everyone had gone their separate ways. Dad, Jasper, Emmett, Rose and Carlisle were hunting. Alice was upstairs going through my mothers closet. Jake was phased so he could talk to Leah and Seth about an upcoming visit to Forks. My mother and grandmother were walking through the gardens, like they often did in the evenings. I stopped by the back door that stood open, letting the warm evening breeze blow through the house. A snippet of conversation caught my attention.

"I know Edward promised not to say anything, Esme, but I didn't. I know you won't mention it to her and I really need to talk about it."

I sat down on the tile surrounding the door and listened harder.

"You can talk to me about anything, Bella. I know you're worried about her, and I share some of your concerns, I'm sure."

My mother let everything pour out in a rush, "The boy, Owen, he does like her. A great deal more than the other simple boys at school. And he likes her for the right reasons, that's what scares me. The boys who are just lusting after her, she'd never go for that and Edward would never allow it. But this boy, he seems to really get her. After only one conversation! She feels the same way, Edward says. She's so young, and I thought this experience would make her see that human boys are wrong for her and that Jake is the right choice, but it seems to be backfiring."

Who did my mother think she was?! She, who had fallen in love with a vampire was distraught about my choices? What a hypocrite. I was so busy fuming that I almost missed Grandma Esme's question.

"How is Jacob holding up?"

"Edward says he's doing okay. He really does just want her to be happy, even if it goes against what he wants. But he's been through so much Esme, I hurt him horribly. I don't know if I can watch him go through that again. Edward said he'd tell me if it gets too bad."

"Have you ever wondered if Jake is really right for her, Bella? I know that imprinting is a strong thing and that it means she is right for him, but what if he's not right for her?"

Hum, I thought, interesting theory. I'd wondered the same many times, but Jake had always assured me that it's not the case. He would become whatever was right for me. But what if he couldn't, no matter how much he wanted to?

It was getting late and I was tired from my long day. I dragged myself upstairs and into my bedroom. I could think better here, this room relaxed me. It was sage green, with brown accents, and streamlined dark wood furniture. Aunt Alice had bought a wonderful fountain that hung on the wall over my bed to remind me of the river that ran by our home in Forks. I curled up under my covers to wait for Jake to come and tell me goodnight. He didn't. I fell asleep to the sound of the fountain wondering how things had changed so much in one day.