2. Problems
The cloche, bell rang to lunch. Jacob sprinted to the cafeteria doors. I sprinted to the wall. Only a few minutes. Gotta make it quick. I desguised myself as Jacob and ran to Renesmee. There she was, looking like a goddess, her hair twisting freely in the autumn breeze.
"Boo," I whispered romantically in her ear. She jumped and started to laugh. Then she grabbed my hair and started s’embrasser me. It was perfect. I removed the flask from my pocket and placed the potion in my fingers. Then I wove them through her silky hair. She pulled away and I took off my desguise. She gasped.
"You're not Jacob! Where's my boyfriend?" she asked, then she fell off the mur as the potion kicked in. I felt a hot hand grab my leather veste and pull me away. I was flying through the air and landed on my feet. Losing balance, I fell onto someone. Their body was rock solid. I looked up to see furious golden eyes staring back.
"What were toi doing to Renesmee?" the bronze haired boy interrogated. Five other golden eyed seniors joined him, staring at me angrily. Then the bronze haired boy, probably their posse leader, dragged me to Renesmee. She looked shaken and confused.
"D-Dad? What- What're toi doing to my boyfriend?" she asked. Yes! The potion worked. Wait, dad?
"What potion?" the bronze haired boy asked suddenly. Alice looked confused.
"What? How'd-" I asked.
"Edward, what's going on?" Jacob asked. Edward CULLEN? Oh, no. I ran into the Cullens. This was Edward, and the brunette that looked at him protectively must be Bella Swan, the large one Emmett, and the blondes were the twins, Jasper and Rosalie Hale. Alice was standing suivant to Jacob and Renesmee. All of them were together. I learned this from seeing my future. Too bad I didn't see this far. I jumped when Edward growled.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"M-Mark Sepia," I stammered. I hope he doesn't find out I'm a witch.
"You're a WHAT?" he roared. Did he just read my mind?
"I'm a, well, I'm a... Witch."
Are these people what I think they are? Their skin was pale and hard, their strength was incredible. Everyone except for Jacob was cold. Could they really be a strozzino, ou Italian vampire?
"Yes, how'd toi know?" Edward asked. I detected a fearful tone in his voice.
"Are toi lire my mind?" I asked.
"Yes. And toi need to explain what's going on around here."
"Not now!" I yelled, and forced Edward to let me go. I shapeshifted and turned into a hawk, flying away. All the while I thought, is Renesmee half-human? It's impossible to have a kid when you're a vampire...
The cloche, bell rang to lunch. Jacob sprinted to the cafeteria doors. I sprinted to the wall. Only a few minutes. Gotta make it quick. I desguised myself as Jacob and ran to Renesmee. There she was, looking like a goddess, her hair twisting freely in the autumn breeze.
"Boo," I whispered romantically in her ear. She jumped and started to laugh. Then she grabbed my hair and started s’embrasser me. It was perfect. I removed the flask from my pocket and placed the potion in my fingers. Then I wove them through her silky hair. She pulled away and I took off my desguise. She gasped.
"You're not Jacob! Where's my boyfriend?" she asked, then she fell off the mur as the potion kicked in. I felt a hot hand grab my leather veste and pull me away. I was flying through the air and landed on my feet. Losing balance, I fell onto someone. Their body was rock solid. I looked up to see furious golden eyes staring back.
"What were toi doing to Renesmee?" the bronze haired boy interrogated. Five other golden eyed seniors joined him, staring at me angrily. Then the bronze haired boy, probably their posse leader, dragged me to Renesmee. She looked shaken and confused.
"D-Dad? What- What're toi doing to my boyfriend?" she asked. Yes! The potion worked. Wait, dad?
"What potion?" the bronze haired boy asked suddenly. Alice looked confused.
"What? How'd-" I asked.
"Edward, what's going on?" Jacob asked. Edward CULLEN? Oh, no. I ran into the Cullens. This was Edward, and the brunette that looked at him protectively must be Bella Swan, the large one Emmett, and the blondes were the twins, Jasper and Rosalie Hale. Alice was standing suivant to Jacob and Renesmee. All of them were together. I learned this from seeing my future. Too bad I didn't see this far. I jumped when Edward growled.
"Who are you?" he asked.
"M-Mark Sepia," I stammered. I hope he doesn't find out I'm a witch.
"You're a WHAT?" he roared. Did he just read my mind?
"I'm a, well, I'm a... Witch."
Are these people what I think they are? Their skin was pale and hard, their strength was incredible. Everyone except for Jacob was cold. Could they really be a strozzino, ou Italian vampire?
"Yes, how'd toi know?" Edward asked. I detected a fearful tone in his voice.
"Are toi lire my mind?" I asked.
"Yes. And toi need to explain what's going on around here."
"Not now!" I yelled, and forced Edward to let me go. I shapeshifted and turned into a hawk, flying away. All the while I thought, is Renesmee half-human? It's impossible to have a kid when you're a vampire...
-Renesmee-
par the time we landed for THE LAST TIME, I was really tired, despite sleeping like a rock the entire time.
"Emmett is going to personally ensure your permanent skin tone becomes bright red," Jacob remarked.
I scowled at him; I hated that I blushed so frequently.
"But I like it," he grinned. "It makes toi look cute."
"Are toi on his side ou mine?" I almost growled at him. I was NOT in the mood for this.
"Yours," he said, still grinning.
"Great. Then please be plus supportive."
"Yes, ma'am," he said, saluting me.
"Whatever," I mumbled as we stepped into the cab.
* * *
par the time we reached Forks, I was still incredibly tired.
The last thing I remembered was steeping out of the cab, and making it eight steps before my legs folded underneath me and Jacob's warm arms catching me before I fell.
I blinked my eyes closed, too exhausted to move.
par the time we landed for THE LAST TIME, I was really tired, despite sleeping like a rock the entire time.
"Emmett is going to personally ensure your permanent skin tone becomes bright red," Jacob remarked.
I scowled at him; I hated that I blushed so frequently.
"But I like it," he grinned. "It makes toi look cute."
"Are toi on his side ou mine?" I almost growled at him. I was NOT in the mood for this.
"Yours," he said, still grinning.
"Great. Then please be plus supportive."
"Yes, ma'am," he said, saluting me.
"Whatever," I mumbled as we stepped into the cab.
* * *
par the time we reached Forks, I was still incredibly tired.
The last thing I remembered was steeping out of the cab, and making it eight steps before my legs folded underneath me and Jacob's warm arms catching me before I fell.
I blinked my eyes closed, too exhausted to move.