RENESMEE'S P.O.V
It's now been a week since school started, and it's going great. apart from the continuous stares from everyone, especially Tom, It's so much fun.
I haven't made any friends yet, daddy says it's because they're not used to new students but maybe it's because they think I am weird... I am, I'm a half vampire. I'm not human or vampire, I'm slap bang right in the middle.
A monster.
That's my nickname for myself, I wish I could be human, to live my life with Jake, to grow old and have children, but in three years I will be immortal. Frozen forever.
I push those thoughts to the back of my head and concentrate on driving to school in my new car with Jacob on my right, holding my hand as it grips to the steering wheel.
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I open my locker before heading off to lunch when a note falls from the top of it.
With my monster reflexes I am able to catch it before it falls to the ground. I look at it for a second before opening it and reading:
Ness,
Sorry I wont be at lunch, I kinda fell asleep in class so Miss gave me a detention. I'll be in gym with you though.
Your Jacob xxx
I smile at the words 'your Jacob'.
Yes, my Jacob, as in, nobody else's.
Mine.
I close my locker with the note in my jean pocket and start walking to the cafeteria when a bitterly familiar muscular hand grabs my uper arm and pulls me into a dim room.
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I frantically look around to see that I am in a janitors closet or something like that. I stand up from the concrete floor and run to the door. I am able to pull it open but it is immidiatly shut by a foot.
The one and only Thomas Meechan steps in front of the door, blocking it from me.
"Ahh Renesmee, going somewhere?" He asks in fake innocence
My heart sinks to the floor. In class I have to hear his pleads for me to leave Jacob for him.
Over my dead body.
"Thomas, let me leave." I try to sound scary but I am hopeless, he is like a foot taller than me.
"Why would I want to do that?" he asks in fake confusion, his eyebrows pushed together as his eyes narrow.
He smirks evilly before I hear a 'click' come from the door.
Thomas pushes me against the curtained door and kisses me aggressively. The kiss wasn't like it was with Jake, Jake's kisses were soft and sweet and loveable and intoxicating.
Thomas's kissed were just plain horrible.
I try to hit his chest but it is no use, he barely even notices it. Next he shoves his tongue into my mouth, it had a sour sort of tang to it, like alcohol. I have come across teenagers who have been drunk, the smell of liquor drips off them.
He pulls away for air so I take this as my chance to try and get away.
"Thomas get of-" I was cut off when his cold hand clasped onto my mouth.
"Listen to me, we can do this two ways. One: the fun way or two: the hard way. What's it gonna be, beautiful?" He asks whilst stroking his first finger down my cheek.
"Please Thomas," I try begging but it is helpless.
"Ok, i'll choose, let's go with the fun way. If you just do as I say, nobody will get hurt and you and me can have a little fun. Yeah?" He whispers in me ear with a husky voice, thoroughly disgusting me.
