sorry, i'm not that good a writer, but i thought i might put it on anyway, lol. Please read, but no hate commentaires :) thanks;

“Don’t worry Mom, I l’amour you,” I a dit as I kissed my beautiful mother’s forehead. I was so blessed; I had the most stunning family in the whole world, never mind neighborhood! I have gorgeous parents, Edward and Bella Cullen, Grandpa Carlisle and Grandma Esme, Aunt Alice and Uncle Jasper, and Aunt Rosalie and Uncle Emmett. They’re vampires too, of course, but still amazingly attractive. My family is different from most; we’re a family, not a coven, and we only drink the blood of animals. A ‘vegetarian’ family toi could say.
I was conceived par my vampire father, and then-human mother, who carried me while still human. I was such a strong child that my birth broke her spine and almost killed her, though my father injected his own pure venom into her cœur, coeur and welcomed her to a whole new life as vampire Bella. So I’m a traverser, croix breed; half human and half vampire, and ehave only been alive for five years. However, we half-breeds grow incredibly fast, and I have mastered college degrees already, and grown to the psyche of a sixteen an old girl. In two years, on my seventh ou ‘eighteenth’ birthday, I will become fully immortal and La Reine des Neiges forever like the rest of my family. Well, if toi can’t beat them, rejoindre them!
So today is my first jour of high school and I’m panicking. Although I look the part, I feel sick with nerves. What if they don’t like me? What if I’m too clever? I asked myself. I tried to keep the conversation light, as I wasn’t in the mood for anything too insightful.
“Well, Mom, how do I look?” I quizzed as I combed my already straight hair and smoothed out my dress. This morning, my Aunt Alice had helped me to get ready. She was really into fashion and came into my room very early to make sure I looked the part. Of course, I’m already a very pretty girl, with my pale, silky skin, long caramel hair to my waist, tall, slim figure, and dark, chocolat coloured eyes. Although, whenever there is a big occasion, Alice likes to dress us all up. Today she had put me in a slash-necked, turquoise chiffon dress, which went in tightly at the waist and billowed out to just a few inches above the knee. It looked great against my ‘cream and roses’ skin. I had also been put into high, suede ‘Jimmy Choo’ heels, and had my hair done. Alice had recently invested in some GHD hair straightners, and had spent most of her time this morning straightening my naturally curly hair, clipping the rest back in an aqua papillon grip. I had a new school bag too, and it all looked perfect together.
“You look beautiful, as always. I l’amour that dress on toi though, it makes toi look absolutely fantastic. Alice?” my mother smiled at me.
“Of course! She’s been running round like a lunatic this morning just trying to straighten my hair!”
After having a glass of water to wash away the nerves, I had gone upstairs to finish packing. Just as I was applying my lip gloss and putting my last school text book in my bag, my phone buzzed. I checked caller ID. Jacob. As in Jacob; my very best friend in the whole world.
“Hey Jake! How are you?” I couldn’t help smiling into the phone; Jacob often has such a calming affect on me.
“Hey, Nessie. I’m good thanks. Listen, do toi want a lift accueil from school today?” he asked.
“As in a ride accueil on your Harley ou a ride accueil on your loup back?” I laughed.
My darling best friend Jacob is also a traverser, croix breed. However, Jake is a werewolf, ou plus technically, a shape shifter.
“As in on my bike. I thought maybe we could ride out into the deepest part of the forest, to the trail edge, and go hunting. Then maybe we could come back to mine and chill out for the night?”
“Sure, sounds great. Later, Jake.” I said, and hung up. I was busy, and going to be late if I didn’t déplacer fast. I leaped down the stairs, and found my father at the foot.
“Hey Dad,” I smiled as I embraced him. He smiled back his crooked smile and looked me up and down.
“Amazing, as usual. My little girl, all grown up!” he a dit cheerfully, but his eyes looked sad.
“I know Dad. But look, I have to go now; Mum’s waiting in the car. I’ll see toi later. I l’amour you.” I a dit as I turned to go.
“Wait, Renesmee. I expect you’re going out after school with Jacob? Hunting, I presume?” he asked.
My father has a gift. Actually, a few of us Cullen’s do. With just the touch of my hands, I can place my thoughts into peoples heads, my father can pick out those thoughts just as easily with his mind lire skills, my mother has a protective shield, which she can expand to protect those around her from those who use the powers of their mind, Aunt Alice can see uncannily accurate visions of the future, though not when Jake and I are around, as we traverser, croix breeds cause havoc with her sight, and Uncle Jasper has the power to tamper with peoples moods.
“Yes dad. Now, I must go. Bye,” I shouted as I ran for the door.
“Bye darling. Have a great day. l’amour you,” my father shouted after me.
Once outside, I ran to the garage. My mother was already there in her wonderful Ferrari, waiting patiently. We drove in silence until we pulled into Forks High.
“You’re going to l’amour high school honey. It’s great. Just relax, and have fun,” my mother told me. par now, everyone’s eyes were on us. It was to be expected, as we were in an extremely posh car, and both exceptionally good looking. My dearest mom squeezed my hand.
“Go get them, gorgeous. I l’amour you,” she whispered.
“More than my own life,” I replied.
Mom laughed, blew me a kiss, and then reversed away. People were blatantly staring now.
There were whispers, which people didn’t know I could hear; “That’s Renesmee Cullen. Her Grandfather is the haut, retour au début doctor here.” “She’s so pale!” “Oh my God; she’s so hot!”
I laughed, calming myself, and stalked into school.
On my way in, boys loup whistled whilst their mouths hung open, and girls stared at me with envious eyes. I had to restrain myself from laughing.
One girl; a pretty, junior student with short blonde hair and bright blue eyes came right up to me and said; “You’re Renesmee Cullen, right?” I nodded.
“Oh my gosh. toi really are superiorly stunning! I’m Tauri par the way, Tauri Newton, and I’m in your suivant class, which I think is English Lit. Want me to montrer toi around?”
“Sure,” I say, exasperated. Tauri smiled back at me, and we walked to class together chatting idly, getting introduced to new people all along the way. The jour passes surprisingly quickly when toi have a new bunch of Friends to chat with.
When the end of jour cloche, bell rang, I felt great. I went into the parking lot to find my Jacob waiting; looking cool in his black shades, bare, muscled chest, and baggy shorts. He was on his Harley, grinning like an idiot and holding out a silver helmet. I grinned back, ran over to him and kissed him swiftly on the cheek.
“For me then?” I asked as I reached out for the helmet.
“Yeah. So, how was school? Meet anyone?”
“Ohmigod, yeah it was good thanks. Much better than I expected. I met a girl called Tauri, and got to hang around with her mates too.”
“Tauri, huh?” Jake says casually, but I can’t help noticing a flash of something in his nice, dark eyes.
***

The rest of the way was fun, and we got to the trail-head quickly. We disembarked from the bike carefully, and then raced each other into the vegetation. Jake went into the bushes to phase, so I just ran in circles, letting the wind whip through my hair. When he came back, my smile returned. My loup man, Jacob. We ran further into the greenery until I suddenly stopped dead still. Seven frantic, pounding hearts near the stream in the distance, their tangy, nut like aroma wafting over and making my throat burn dully. Jake caught the scent too, as he smiled down at me.
“Seven elk. Four par the stream, three near the trees I think. toi coming?” I shouted as I raced off. He howled in a strange way that I can only guess was laughter, then ran after me; paws thudding quietly.
Soon, we were there. I climbed up a arbre and pounced on the largest, holding it beneath my strong hands and snapped its neck with my razor teeth. The warm, wet blood on my tongue tasted wonderful, and before long my elk was drained and my thirst quenched.
Jacob had taken down two smaller elk, and was cleaning off in the shallow stream. I waited as he went off to phase back, and when he returned he sat beside me.
“Nessie, I need to talk to toi about something very important.” Jacob said.
“What is it, Jake?”
“Well, this is very difficult for me to tell you. However when you-“
A long, demanding howl in the distance interrupted him.
“Carry on Jake.”
“I can’t. I’ll have to do it later? Will toi be okay running home?”
“Why?”
“Wolf business,” he sighed.
I sighed too.