The only person who would have been able to make my mother smile right now was her best friend. I wasn't talking about Alice or me or even her soul mate and my father Edward. It was Jake.

He came rushing, surprisingly in human form, to us. He had on a scruffy t-shirt and shorts, so obviously he had not came all the way as a human. He wasted no time and immediately asked what was wrong.

"I was going to your house, you know, to ask about your day at school," he told me. "But before I got in there I didn't smell an ounce of human in your house, just the stink of bloodsucker." Normally Bella would have made Jake pay for using that word but she just sniffed, not moving from her position. Jake noticed this too and his face filled with confusion and even fear.

"What did they do, Nessie?" Jake demanded to know. "What did he do?" By he, Jake meant Edward. He looked at me expectantly then turned to Bella. "Bella?" he asked her, she didn't move. He crouched down so we were around the same height.

"Bella?" he spoke louder. "BELLA! CAN YOU HEAR ME?"

She raised her head and looked deeply into Jake's eyes. For a second I thought she was going to break down again but then she screamed, "YES I CAN HEAR YOU JAKE, I'M NOT DEAF!" Jake started howling with laughter, me joining him; Bella smiled slightly. I knew Jake could make her smile.

"Tell me what happened," Jacob said as soon as he stopped laughing. I sighed and placed m hand on his burning hot cheek, letting the afternoon events fill his mind. At first he was scowling but by the end of it he looked just as furious as Edward.

"How dare that filthy bloodsucker say that to you!" he was outraged. "And to Bella! If only I could-" He stopped in thought and looked at Bella expectantly.

"No you can not!" she told him fiercely.

"Sure, stick up for the monster," Jake grumbled.

"I stook up for this little monster and she turned out perfectly," Bella replied squeezing me fondly.

"Better than perfect," Jake smiled at me.

Jake sat at the other side of Bella, one hand over her shoulder. The heat of his skin kept me warm but must have been burning Bella but she never said a word.

Then she jumped up. I'm guessing she had tried to jump onto her feet but with my arm and Jake's over her she only jumped up and inch.

"Crap, I forget to give you your medicine," she told me and started fumblin

Chapter 4: Arguments

The last bell rang loudly in my ears. I practically ran out of the classroom to the front office. I handed my slip in to Mrs Cope and rushed outside and into my car. I was desperate to go home and tell my parents about my first day of school. I put the car in drive and speeded through the highway going 90mph.

I had really enjoyed today. I had made quite a lot of friends - if you could call them that - and had become best friends with Ryan. He told me to come early the next day and to bring my guitar so I could audition for the orchestra.

I was thrilled by this and only hoped to get. Though I had studied music notes for a long time and could learn thing quickly there was no ignoring the fact I had just gotten the guitar the day before.

I was back at our little cottage in less than 15 minutes. Bella stood on the porch steps waiting for me. I ran to her and flung my arms around her. I then quickly let go in case she thought I had had a bad day of school and was upset.

I put my warm hand against her cold skin and 'showed' her how my day went.

"Orchestra, yeah?" She asked raising an eyebrow. I nodded.

"At least you're fitting in. Not much has changed there has it? Pretty much like my first day there." We walked into our cream-coloured cottage together.

I had loved the house ever since I saw it. It was quite small of course with no second floor but as Bella had once said, it was magical. I was mad when they put in another floor and remodelled the house. But Edward had told me it was because they wanted me to have a bigger room. "And closet," Alice had piped in. And yes there was a door in my room that led me to a magical place filled with clothes from all over the world.

"Hey Nessie," Edward greeted me. He was sitting on the leather couch with Uncle Emmett watching the flat screen t.v of football. I never understood what was so interesting about the sport, you must need a Y chromosome to understand.

"Hey Ness," Emmett said, not taking his eyes of the t.v, not wanting to miss one bit of the action. He must have more Y chromosone's than usual, I thought, if he's so interested in sports and is that muscular.

Thinking of that I remembered Tom from lunch. He was very similar to Emmett: arrogant, strong, sports fan. But unlike Emmett, Tom was quite, well, dumb. And not that imaginative if he was the one who came up with the band

I don't own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does. My first Fan-Fiction

Chapter 1: It

I was running away from It. I didn't know what it was but I knew I was terrified.

I stopped briefly and took in my surroundings: tall oak trees towered over me, it's branches stretched long and high over the midnight sky so there was only darkness. I realised I was in our usual forest, the one where my family and I hunt. I suddenly started running again because I heard It behind me. I was running at top speed, the way my father had taught me, but It was still gaining on me.
What kind of creature is able to nearly outrun the daughter of the fastest vampire out there? Unless It was a vampire too?

I shivered at the idea. But if it was a vampire then why was it coming me? I was half-vampire after all. I lost my train of thought when I heard It start growling at me. I didn't turn around but kept running, the forest racing past my eyes. I must have been going over 100mph but yet It was still behind me. All of a sudden I didn't hear It's rapid footsteps behind me. The creature had leapt off the wet grass and was flying past my head, ready to pounce like a cheetah on its prey. I closed my eyes and waited for the pain to begin-

"Good morning sleepy head!" my mother's voice rang like bells. I forced myself to open my eyes.
The scenery had changed, I was in my bedroom that was bright with light shining from the window above my bed. My mother Bella was sitting at the edge of my bed beaming.

"Are you going to stay in bed all day or celebrate your birthday?" she asked teasing me.
I quickly sat up in bed. I glanced at the calender on the left side of my wall. It was true! It was the 10th of September. I then looked at the clock: 6am.

"Why didn't you wake me at midnight?" I demanded. "I just lost 6 hours to celebrate!" And maybe I wouldn't have had that dream too, I thought.
Bella suddenly looked like she was going to cry. I felt so upset of doing that to my mother, watching her beautiful pale face turn into a a frown, her golden eyes looked guilty. Hadn't I caused enough trouble already when she conceived me, or rather me conceiving myself?

I pressed my hand against her cool cheek. My talent was that I could show anyone (werewolves, vampires, humans) what I was thinking by putting my hand to their face (I had now learned to project it to their arms) . I showed my mother how sorry I felt