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The Happily Ever After

Summary:
Ever wonder what happed after breaking dawn. The Cullens move to a small town in Alaska six years after the Volturi leaves them in Forks but will it be the last that the cullens hear from them? Or will Renesmee's new friend bring them back to haunt the Cullens? Join the whole family on this next adventure. *Rated Teen because i'm not exactly sure how this is going to turn out... If you have read this story before...I've gone back and edited...it's the same story only better i think.


Notes:
I do not own anything...this story was inspired by the genius of Stephinie Meyer and the characters and the world that she created. please don't steal my story...i work hard on this and you know plegerisim is wrong, and is stealing...so don't do it.


5. A Debatable Day

Rating 5/5   Word Count 2897   Review this Chapter

Renesmee POV

“Okay…we’ll see you at lunch okay?” mom said to me and she gave me a little push down the hall. I tried not to think of anything. I knew it was hard enough for my dad, to see me all grown up and going to high school. I waited till I was around the corner of the hallway before I started to try to give myself a pep talk. I new that mom would make dad feel better, she always did.

“Don’t be silly,” told myself as I was preparing for my first class. Debate. I wondered what subject they would be talking about today. I was nervous beginning school in the middle of the year. I chuckled thinking about my mother. She had started in the middle of the year at Forks when she met dad. So maybe it wouldn’t be all that bad. Still, everyone else would already have friends and know the rules. I walked into the class room. It was pretty much just like I pictured it. With lecterns in the front of the room facing the seated students, there was no teacher’s desk though, and I couldn’t find the prudish older gentleman I was looking for as the teacher. I saw a man standing with his back to me. He looked about twenty, maybe he was the teaching assistant. “Excuse me?” I asked him.

“Yes?” he asked turning around.

“I’m looking for a Mr. Banman. Do you know where I can find him?”

“You found him. What do you need?”

“Oh sorry, I didn’t think…you are so…” That’s great Ness. Impress him with you dazzling mind. Pull yourself together. “I’m a new student…Cullen, Renesmee Cullen.”

“Oh that’s right they told me to expect you. Please call me Daniel, Mr. Banman is my father, we only use it when the class is being observed by the principle. We are getting ready to do a debate on terrorism prevention. There should be a seat over there, and feel free to jump in when ever. We are pretty relaxed in here.”

“Okay.” I said meekly, knowing that I wouldn’t in my life just jump into a conversation without anything planned.

I sat in the seat that he had indicated while the other students filed in. I looked at my book and kept my gaze there, but I could still hear the whispering. I suppose I would get used to it. It wasn’t long before the class bell rang. I looked up at Mr. Banman…I mean Daniel…he was calling the class to order. “Okay children…settle down…quiet you heathens…” finally the room fell silent. “As you all probably realized we have a new addition to our class. Class this is Ms. Cullen, please make her feel at home.” There were snickers throughout the room. “Now I promise I won’t embarrass you anymore.” He said to me. “Why don’t we begin with our debate of the day?”

A boy sitting near me got up to go to one of the podiums. He wasn’t bad looking by any standards. By the way that the other girls in the class stared I knew that he had to be the cutie in the school. I wondered what points he would make, and if he had a brain under all of that gelled hair. He began his argument. I couldn’t say it wasn’t well formed, however wrong it might be. Most of his plan focused on nothing more but racial profiling. I tried not to think of my friends or the people I had met, during his speech. Finally he was finished. “I doubt any one would disagree with this plan.”

Without even thinking I muttered “I certainly do…”

“What was that Ms. Cullen?” Daniel asked.

Great now I’d done it. I interrupted in the middle of class. I think I have been hanging out with Uncle Emmett too much. “Nothing…I’m sorry…I didn’t mean…”

“No it’s okay, this is a debate class, if you have something to discuss…the floor is yours.” Daniel smiled.

“I’ve never done a debate before.” I admitted my head down.

“Sure you have. If you have parents I’m sure that you’ve had a debate.” He said as he gestured to the podium opposite the boy in the front of the room.

I tried to ignore him, by saying one of our very planned out lies…“I never actually knew my parents…”

“Oh…I’m sorry…I didn’t…”Daniel began to fluster. “I don’t force any of my students. Renesmee to do anything they don’t want to. Though I’m sure we would all like to know your opinion.”

I took a deep breath and made my way up to the podium. I could do this. Maybe if I just imitated all of those old movies that I watched with grandma I could get through this. “Though…” I stopped, I couldn’t remember his name…honestly I hadn’t been paying attention, now I wish I had. “I’m sorry…what’s your name?”

“Michel Radcliff.” He clipped.

“Thanks…Though Mr. Radcliff makes a good point, it seems to me that his plan focuses mainly on racial profiling.” I saw Benjamin and Tia in my mind, and plunged right into my argument. “It’s not right to assume that every man of middle eastern descent needs to be searched and or detained. That is only slightly better than what Hitler did to the Jews, or for that matter what we did to the Japanese during the World War Two.” I was beginning to pick up speed. “not only are there factors in your plan that are morally unsound, many of them are not economically feasible, or will not be taken by society well. In order for you to have armed “camps” or what ever you want to call them, you’ll need more soldiers. You will have a hard time convincing the public that they are needed. Not only that but, with the U.S. economy in such a disarray…then how do intend to get the money to build and run the…oh lets just call them what they are…concentration camps?”

“Then what is your plan?” Michel asked.

“I don’t know if I really have one, I don’t honestly think that there is a way to stop it. In order to stop anything you have to identify it’s cause, it’s impossible to do that here. There are so many different ones. That, I think, is what makes it so scary. That you never know. You can’t really tie it to one type of person, one religion, one race…you can’t do it.”

“But you have no solution either.”

“No. I don’t think that anyone can find a solution…until we fix the problems that cause the way of thinking…then terrorism will never go away. Unlike many people believe it’s not just bred into religion or race, anyone can be a terrorist. It’s a hated the fuels it…not anything else, but also there is more than one kind of terrorism out there.”

“So we are supposed to just continue to arrest these people until the end of time?”

“What else can we do? Well I suppose since the president is closing down, in my opinion, the only safe place to put them…I’m not sure what will happen, but unless we just stop all together…which isn’t a good plan at all…then I think that we have no choice other than to arrest.”

“Well…” Daniel broke in. “Good job to both of you, and congratulations to our new student Ms. Cullen.” I saw the boy next to me looking at me skeptically.

I smiled and went back to my seat. After class the boy came up to me. “Good job out there…are you sure this is your first time debating?”

“Yeah.” I said sweetly and smiled. The look in his eyes when I did made me stop smiling. I didn’t want the questions to start. I didn’t want to have make excuses.“Thanks.” I said and tried to walk away, but he kept up with me. Curse this school and not being able to run at an abnormal speed. I sighed and continued the conversation. “You did a good job too.”

“Do you really mean that, or are you just saying it.”

I stopped and turn to look at him. I wanted to tell him that I was just saying it to be nice, but when I looked at him I couldn’t be mean to him. So I lied. “No. I mean it. You argument was well formed…um…and I believed that you thought it would work. That’s always a good thing.”

“I believed it? But it wasn’t right? … Thanks.” We turned around and started walking again. “Say, what grade are you in?”

“I’m a freshman.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“I thought you would be at least as old as me.”

We had reached my locker so I turned around and opened the lock and started to retrieve my books for my next class. English. “And how old is that?”

“15 I’m a sophomore.”

“Oh my…” I almost said father out of habit. “My brother is in that grade.”

“Oh so you have a brother?”

“Yeah…Edward…he’s really been like a father to me though.” I said with a smile.

“Oh.” Was all he could say, probably thinking of the awkward incident before class.

“Yeah.” I said turning around.

“Well…um…”he was struggling to find his words. “I was wondering if maybe you wanted to sit with me at lunch. I could introduce you to some people.”

“Um…sure...that’d be really nice.” I said and then the bell rang.

He waved awkwardly “Okay I’ll see you then.”

“Okay,” was all I could manage to say. He seemed nice enough. Maybe I would have one friend after all. Who knows maybe more than one by the end of the day? I thought about that all through the boring English class and most of my equally dull Government class. However in French I had to pay attention, Spanish no problem, Italian a synch, but French not so much. And of course Dad wouldn’t let me take one of the languages that I already knew. He said he didn’t want me to get bored. But I kept reminding myself that after this was lunch. Why was I so excited? Human food had never been my favorite, and from everything I’ve seen on movies school food is usually more disgusting than most. Then I realized it was because of Michel. I was excited to have a new friend. The bell rang for the end of the class period. When I got out of the class room mom and dad were there. “Oh. I have a question.” I said when I saw them.

“Of course it’s fine Ness.” Dad answered the question that I hadn’t even voiced.

“What’s fine?” my mother asked looking at dad.

“I was wondering if I could eat with some kids that I met in class today.”

“Oh. Of course.” Mom smiled, and I walked with them to the lunch room.

When we entered the cafeteria Michel came up to me. “Oh. Hi.”

“Hi.” He responded.

“Michel this is my brother Edward…and Bella…my…sister?” I said questioningly. He didn’t seem to notice.

“Yeah I think you are both in my math class.” Michel said.

“Yeah.” Mom said softly. “We’ll see you later, Ness.”

“Okay.” I said smiling as they walked over to where the rest of the family was sitting. “So…”

“Yeah…over here.” He said gesturing to a table at which several people sat at. I recognized two of them from my debate class, but the others were new faces. “Guys this is Renesmee. Renesmee this is Kyle, Jason, Paul, Shannon, Marie, Jannet, and Elizabeth.” He said gesturing to everyone in turn.

“It’s nice to meet you all.”

“So this is the girl?” Kyle said eyeing me.

“Kyle shut up!” Michel snapped under his breath.

“The girl?” I asked slightly confused.

“Yeah the girl who beat his ass in debate class.” Kyle continued.

“Oh.” I said looking down at the floor.

“Sorry about him. Kyle has no shut up filter.” Shannon said glaring at Kyle when she did.

“That’s why you love me.” He said as he put his arm around her.

“No. That’s why you embarrass the hell out of me and you’ve never met my parents.” She said shoving his arm off of her. Okay…so they were together. “Again…sorry.”

“No it’s okay.” I said chuckling once. I noticed one of the other girls staring at me. I sat down in the seat next to Michel and looked down at my tray.

“You’re really pretty.” She said suddenly…in the middle of a conversation about the lunch that they were serving. I would have been flattered but the way that she said made it sound like an insult rather than a complement.

“Elizabeth…what are you…” Michel started to say in a harsh tone.

“What? I was just saying…she is really pretty, when you told us you didn’t mention that she was pretty.”

“Will you stop? Please.”

The rest of lunch was interesting we talked about nothing, but a lot of it. They told me about everything happening at the school, what teachers were the best and the worst. When all of the dances and big games were and…of course…my family came up.

“So…” Kyle began. “What’s the deal?”

“With?” I asked.

“Your family…what’s the deal?”

“Um…I don’t think I know what you mean.”

“We heard that they are all together?” Elizabeth asked suddenly with obvious disgust in her voice.

I don’t know what came over me but at hearing her tone of voice I immediately became defensive. “You aren’t a big fan of tact are you?” I stood up to take my tray to the trash. I saw my dad starting to walk over here with my mother trailing behind. “Let me give you a little hint. If you want to find out information…usually it’s a good plan to at least treat the person you want it from with a small amount of kindness. Ever heard the saying you catch more flies with honey rather than vinegar…learn from it.”

By that time my parents were there by my side. “Is everything okay Ness?” my mother asked softly.

“Yeah everything is fine. Thanks for letting me sit with you today Michel. I’ll talk to you later okay.”

“Yeah…” He said still shocked as I walked away from the table.

“Are you okay, baby?” mom asked once we left the cafeteria.

“Yeah. I just hope I didn’t ruin my chances at a friend.”

Dad smiled and spoke up. “I don’t think you’ll have to worry.”

“What are you talking about?” Then I heard him call my name.

“Hey Renesmee! Wait up!” It was Michel. I turned around to face him. “Listen I want to apologize for the way that Elizabeth behaved back there, that was totally unexceptional and that the way you stood up to her was incredible.”

“Thanks…I just get a little touchy when people talk about my family.” I indicated to my mother and father standing discreetly by the lockers talking. “So what’s the deal with her anyway? Why does she hate me so much?”

“She…well with her it’s a little complicated.”

“I think I can keep up.” I turn as we started walking down the hallway. I hadn’t realized that both of my parents were gone.

“Well…she…I think she likes me.” I laughed. “What?”

“I’m sorry it’s just that…I’ve only seen her for a very short amount of time and I can tell you that she likes you.”

“I know…It’s just…I don’t like her that way you know, but she just won’t take a hint.” I smiled this story sounded vaguely familiar. “I’ve even told her that I don’t want to date her and that I don’t like her that way…but she’s so stubborn.”

“I know what you are talking about. My boyfriend is quite possibly the most stubborn person on this planet.” I don’t know why I brought up Jake it just came out before I could stop it.

“Your…boyfriend?”

“Yeah. He doesn’t go here…he’s…” I had to think of a quick lie…. “He’s home schooled.”

“Oh. Well he’s a very lucky guy, to have you as a girlfriend.”

“Thanks. You know…I should be thanking you…I really needed a friend.”

“That’s what I’m here for.”

“Well I really got to get to class…I’ll talk to you later though okay?”

“Yeah…sure…bye.” He said as I walked away toward my next class. I couldn’t help but notice his face when I walked way it almost looked rejected…is that why I brought up Jake because some part of me felt like Michel liked me…I don’t know…but I would find out…right after I got out of this school. Only three more periods to go hopefully the rest of my day wouldn’t be bad because of this.