The Twilight Saga

Nessie just turned five and it's starting at a new school, where she'll find new people and have new adventures, while hidding who she really is. She'll find friends, enemys and maybe even a new love. Sequel of "A New Life" but it stands on its own.

 

A New Path


Five years


"Happy birthday," I heard in my ear and my eyes flew open. Jacob. I smiled and he smiled back.

 

"What time is it?" I asked him.

"Time for you to go to school," he said, smiling even wider. "I came here to see you in your uniform and to gave you this," he handed me a little gift bag with a pink ribbon.

 

I opened it and saw a beautiful bracelet inside. I took his arm and showed him my first Christmas, when he gave me a bracelet that looked exactly like this one.

 

"Yeah, you grew too fast so I thought you needed a new one," he said taking the bracelet out of my hand. "Do you like it?" he asked me, a little insecure.

 

"I love it," I told him, stretching my arm so he could clasp it around my wrist and I felt myself blushing instantly at the feeling of his touch.

 

Jacob and I are close, like really close, best friends, to be more specific, but he doesn't know that I want us to be more and I'm scared to tell him 'cause I'm sure he doesn't feels the same about me. He's always been there for me, ever since I was a little girl, he's been like a brother to me, but lately those feelings morphed and now I can't stop thinking about him; his smile is always in my mind, making my head spin and butterflies to fly in my stomach. He is so caring, so understanding and so beautiful that I'm slowly falling for him, not that he notices me, I mean, yeah we're best friends and spend lots of time together, but for him is just that; we are friends and nothing else. That only thought bummed me in a second.

 

"Why the long face?" he asked furrowing his eyebrows, he could read my face so easily. "You should be happy; today is your birthday and you'll get to go to school, isn't that what you have always wanted?"

 

"Yes, it is, I'm just nervous, that's all," I lied to him and smiled. School starts today, actually started a couple of weeks ago but my mother told me I was able to go the moment I turned five, that day being today, so today I'll start school with new people to now and new experiences to live. Even though I'm five I look like I'm fifteen, that's why my parents allowed me to go; I'll start today as a sophomore in a private school here in Seattle. My father insisted in a private school, agreeing with that was the only way he would let me go, so I accepted immediately, the second reason he let me enroll in high school is that my mother we'll be a literature teacher there, so I'll always be protected, and, like my father always says 'protecting you is the most important thing'.

 

Is a good thing no one in the school would now the teacher is my mother, they'll think she's my sister, at least that's our story now; my mom is my sister, she's 22 (actually she's 18, and will always look like one, but she can go by like a 22 years old), she just graduated from Dartmouth (she actually graduated a couple of years ago) and she's my dad girlfriend. My dad is 20 years old (he's really 17) and he's in his second year of medicine in U-Dub. My dad is grandma's brother, she's acting like she's 26, so my dad can't act like her foster kid anymore, grandpa is acting like he's 27 and he will be working in a hospital here in Seattle. Aunt Alice is acting like one of the foster kids; she'll be 18, just graduated from high school and is starting a business with Aunt Rose, she is also pretending to be 18, is the same business as they had in New Hampshire – an event planner company – but they started again so they can act like they are younger and we'll be able to be here for a while. Aunt Rose and uncle Jasper are acting like they're twins and they are relatives of grandpa Carlisle, Uncle Jasper helps with Alice and Rose's business, but only when is extremely urgent. Finally is Uncle Emmett, he's also acting like one of the foster kids, he's 19 and he's Alice's brother, he got a work in a bar downtown.

 

Messy, huh? Well, that's my life, we always have to pretend because we are vampires and we don't get old, well, actually I'm a half-vampire and I do get old, but from Grandpa Carlisle's estimations I'll stop growing when I turn 7 and I will always look like an 18 years old, just like my mom. One of the benefits of being a half-vampire is that I look much more human, my skins isn't that white and my eyes don't change color depending if I'm hungry or not, I have human needs, like going to the bathroom and eating something besides blood, and I get human reactions; I can blush and I can cry, so is easy to hide my real identity.

 

We are not all vampires, Jacob is actually a shape shifter, he can turn into a wolf willingly and won't age if he keeps shifting and that's why he looks like he's 25 ever since he was 16. He looking like a 25 year old since he was 16 is due to the fact that half breeds – like me and Jacob – age really fast, so he aged from 16 to 25 in a matter of months, like I've aged from newborn to 15 in five years.

 

"Nessie, you have to get dress or you'll be late to school," my father told me from the first floor. Jacob stood up from my bed and offered me his hand; I took it and got up for school. I went to my bathroom and he got out of my room. I took a short shower, I tried to get the knots out of my hair while I was there; my curly hair becomes a wild mess if I don't brush it constantly. I got out of the shower and dressed with my new uniform, it's a deep blue tartan pleated skirt with a white blouse, a deep blue tie and cardigan, with the school logo in the chest. I went down stairs and everyone was waiting for me in the kitchen.

 

"Ohhh, you look so cute," Aunt Alice squeaked and went to hug me. Everyone hugged me, telling me I looked beautiful, wishing me a happy birthday and giving me gifts. Aunt Alice and uncle Jasper gave me like ten new outfits I could wear when I was with my friends out of school (of course this was Alice's idea), aunt Rose and uncle Emmett gave me an iPhone, they said I could do a lot of fun stuff with it, but more importantly I could call them whenever I needed and they'll be there in a heart bit, all the important numbers where already on the phone. Grandpa Carlisle and grandma Esme gave me a brown leather diary, so I could write every exciting moment of the new adventure that I was heading and finally, my mom and dad gave me a simple silver necklace with a big R.

 

"If I could produce tears I'll be crying now," my mother said hugging me again. She kissed the top of my head and held me a little tighter.

 

"You grew so fast," my father added, joining the hug. "I can't believe you are already five and you are going to school!"

 

"I'm fifteen," I whined.

 

"You may look like you are fifteen, but you are only five," he replied. Jeez, if they all keep treating me like I'm five Jake would never take me seriously. I felt my father stiffen and I rolled my eyes. That's what happens when you hear another people's thoughts, I added in my mind.

 

"You know I can't help it," he said sighing. "I wish I could."

 

Everyone looked at us funny, but then understood that I was having a silent conversation with my father, something we do a lot. My father new before I do that I was falling for Jacob, he tried to get me distracted, he did his best effort of keeping me away from him, but he could pick from my mind that that wasn't helping matters. I was falling for him irrevocably and no one could do anything about it, not even me.

 

Then they sang "happy birthday" with a cupcake, saying they'll have a real cake in the afternoon; I thanked everybody, ate the cupcake and drank a cup of tea. My mother always says that I should drink milk, but I don't like the smell of it and the flavor is even worse, so she stop trying to persuade me when I was four. At least I eat more food now that back then, but I drew the line in milk.

 

"Okay, are you ready to go?" My mom asked me. My father was going to give us a ride, something I'm not particularly excited about; no one wants to be seen with her parents on the first day of school.

 

"You won't be seen with your father, you'll be seen with your sister and her boyfriend," my father reminded me and I winced at the word 'boyfriend', that was plain creepy.

 

"I can give you a ride if you want," Jacob said smiling at me, obviously sensing my discomfort. My dad growled softy and I smacked him on the arm and warned him with my eyes.

 

"That's actually great," I answered smiling. My father was going to protest but my mother spoke first.

 

"Edward, is already too embarrassing for her that I'll be a teacher in her school, maybe it'll be less embarrassing if she doesn't show up with us on her first day," she said, stroking his face. My father melted instantaneously at her touch and I knew he wasn't going to argue anything after that. I touched my mother and thanked her silently; she winked at me and smiled.

 

"Okay," my father agreed, "but you'll go behind us at all moments. Are we clear?"

 

"Sir, yes, sir," Jacob and I said at the same time and laughed afterwards. They all looked at us and rolled their eyes; coincidences like this were common with me and Jake.

 

We went outside and everyone went to the door and said goodbye. We were living in two secluded houses near Lake Union; my father's house and my grandparent's house. In my house it's only me and my parents; in the other house is everyone else. Jake is sharing an apartment downtown with Seth, Seth is also at the U-Dub – studying business management – and Jake is working at a restaurant; he's taking a couple of classes to be a chef.

 

My parents went to my father's black Volvo; he used to have a grey one but changed before we got to Seattle, saying it was way too updated. I went to Jacob's truck, he used to have a rabbit but changed a couple of years ago for a new shiny silver ford; it was big and it was manly and I loved the stupid thing.

 

We were already on the road when I started nibbling my bottom lip nervously and shaking my leg furiously.

 

"Don't be nervous, you'll do great," Jacob told me, patting my hand.

 

"I don't know," I said looking through the window. "What if no one likes me?" I asked him and he snorted the moment the words came out of my mind.

 

"What's not to like?" Jacob argued and gave me a reassuring smile. "You are funny, smart and beautiful; everyone will like you, just wait and see."

 

"Yeah right," it was my time to snort. "You only say that 'cause you're my best friend."

 

"I only say that because is truth," he said stopping at my school's parking lot. We saw my dad getting out of his car and walking to open my mom's door, he extended his hand to help her and she came out in a fluid movement. Everyone in the school was watching them; the girls were clearly talking about my dad, whispering who knows what in other girl's ears and the boys were elbowing each other and pointing at my mom. It was always like this with this two; the worst of it is that they both get jealous every time someone of the other sex notices them and that's why my dad kissed my mother thoroughly in front of everyone. I shivered and screamed 'stop it!' in my head, so my dad stopped and laughed, he obviously heard me in his mind, he told something to my mom, kissed her one more time and let her go. When he was getting to his door he looked at me and gave me a little wave, I say 'bye, I love you,' in my head and he smiled, he got in the car and drove away.

 

I took a cleansing breath and shivered when I was exhaling. Jacob put his hand on my shoulder and I turned around to look at him.

 

"Everything is going to be fine, stop worrying, call me if anything goes wrong and I'll be here before you hang up, okay?"

 

"Okay," I said with a shaky voice.

 

"I'll come to pick you up in the afternoon; I don't have to work in the restaurant today and I want to know how everything went. Relax you'll do great."

 

"Okay," I said a little more forcefully, knowing that Jacob we'll be here when all of this is done is something to look forward. I smiled and he smiled back.

 

"Now, go kick some asses," he said and his smile grew wider.

 

"Here we go," I said and came out of the car, ready to start my newest adventure.

 

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Chapters:

CH 2: http://thetwilightsaga.com/group/fanfiction/forum/topics/a-new-path...

CH 3: http://thetwilightsaga.com/group/fanfiction/forum/topics/a-new-path...

CH 4: http://thetwilightsaga.com/group/fanfiction/forum/topics/a-new-path...

CH 5: http://thetwilightsaga.com/group/fanfiction/forum/topics/a-new-path...

CH 6: http://thetwilightsaga.com/group/fanfiction/forum/topics/a-new-path...

 

Haven't read A New Life? Here's the link: http://thetwilightsaga.com/group/fanfiction/forum/topics/a-new-life...

 

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I think Josh know about his sister being a vampire and probably she smelled either Bella or Ness on him so she told him to stay away from them, I could tell by the way he said no when it was clear he wanted to say yes. ALos for the fact he said "as long as you don't bite me………" that was a big gave away from his part.

I wonder who his sister is.

I loved the chapter!!!!

Thanks for the reply! And I already said who his sister was, in the last chapter, her name is Shelly, remember?
love it :)))) the ' won't bite me' part made me laugh , can't wait for the next chapy :))

HE KNOWS SOMETHING...

and awwww jake doesn't want to fight with ness

--KITKAT

this. is. awesome!  Please update soon! i'll beg if i have too! Pwease?
I will! I swear!
you better! lol
when will you post more? keep me updated pwease!
I will! The next chapter will be up in a couple of days :)

A/N: I told you I was going to write faster this time :)


The truth

 

"Ready to go?" I asked Josh the moment he appeared outside the school.

 

"Sure," he answered. "Let's do this."

 

"You sound like this is punishment," I replied frowning and he chuckled.

 

"Sorry, is not a punishment, I swear," he told me and started walking, making me follow after him, a lot of people from school were looking at us with curiosity. "You want to go to the coffee shop is a couple of blocks away, right?"

 

"That's the idea," I said, falling into a slow pace next to him.

 

"What do you want to talk about?" he asked, he had his hands deep in his pocket where he was playing with what sounded like keys.

 

"Nothing in particular, just wanted to get to know you," I said biting my lip, surprised that he blushed a little about my answer.

 

"What do you want to know?" he said, looking straight ahead.

 

"Uhmm," I pondered, "how old are you?"

 

"Fifteen," he said with a half-smile. "I'll turn sixteen in December."

 

"Cool, I just turned fifteen a couple of days ago."

 

"Yeah? When was that?" he inquired.

 

"My first day of classes," I told him and he looked at me surprised.

 

"Your parents made you go to your first day of classes on your birthday? That's lame!"

 

"Actually, it was my sister and his husband who gave me that gift – my parents died a long time ago – and I actually thought it was a neat present, this is my first time in a school, you know?"

 

"Oh, I'm sorry," he said, really looking at me for the first time since we started walking, his green eyes held so much emotion inside of them, they were so deep that you could easily get lost in them, I felt myself blushing slightly. We were already outside the coffee shop; he opened the door and indicated me to enter first.

 

"Are you sorry because my parents died or because this is my first time in a school?" I asked, clearly teasing him and he snorted. We got on line to get our coffee.

 

"For your parents, how did that happened?" he asked with real interest.

 

"It happened five years ago, in a car accident," I told him with a shrug. I practiced this story a lot before going to school, my dad told me it was good to have a backup story if someone asked me about my parents, he also told me not to give too much details, because too much details made people wonder if you were actually telling the truth 'cause you were trying too hard to make them believe.

 

"Didn't you and your sister end up in a foster home?" he asked after asking for two lattes, I paid the cashier, telling him it was my idea to go and he would get the next one and he just smiled, took the cups and led me to a little table on a corner.

 

"No, actually my sister was eighteen at the time, so she was old enough to take care of us," I answered, taking a sip of my coffee only to discover that alatte has milk on it and I hate milk. This happens when you prefer blood above every food; you don't know anything about coffee or other kinds of drinks or meals…

 

"Did you like it?" Josh asked with concern after looking at me shoving away the cup.

 

"Didn't know that a latte had milk on it," I answered honestly and turned a deep red when I saw the surprised look in Josh's face.

 

"You have never had a latte before?" he asked with his eyebrows raised high.

 

"No," I mumbled, turning even redder. "I'm not a big fan for coffee."

 

"Then why did you asked me to come?"

 

"I already told you, to get to know you," I answered and he smiled; his teeth perfectly straight and amazingly white.

 

"You could have asked me to go somewhere else with you Renesmee, I'd said yes," he told me, flashing another smile and making me blush all over again.What's up with that?

 

"You are a terrible liar; I almost had to beg you for you to come here," I replied and he laughed lightly.

 

"I guess you're right, but this is turning out much better than I thought," he said, blushing a little at the end of the statement.

 

"What did you think I was going to do?" I asked him and his looks changed, looking somber rather than cheerful, like he was just a second ago.

 

"I think we both know what your intentions are, Renesmee," he said seriously, his face showed no signs of a joke.

 

"My intentions?" I asked and blushed deeply. "You are talking like I'm some evil mastermind or something…"

 

"Aren't you?" he inquired, taking a sip from his coffee and looking at me through his long lashes.

 

"Do you think I'm an evil mastermind?" I asked him back and the corner of his lip twitched.

 

"Not at all, that's why I believe this is going better than I thought," he said, leaving his empty cup aside.

 

"Ask me what you want so bad to ask me Renesmee," he told me looking at me deeply into my eyes, something told me that he would tell me the truth, no matter how little he knows me or how it could put his sister in danger.

 

"It's Nessie," I told him, instead of asking the question I wanted so bad to ask, and I knew that I startled him by the look on his face.

 

"Wh-what?" he stuttered.

 

"I prefer to be called Nessie," I said with a smile. "Now give me your hand."

 

"You are very straightforward with your flirting," he said, making me blush again. The blushing thing is getting a little old…

 

"I'm not flirting," I stated. "I just want to ask you the question."

 

"And why do you need my hand if is not an excuse to touch me?" he inquired, with a dazzling smile that made me wonder how come a guy as cute and funny as him was always alone and I shove that line of thought to the back of my mind, it was not a good idea to be thinking how cute he was before touching his hand.

 

"Are you going to give me your hand or not?" I asked, stretching mine, he gave me his but before I touched him I warned him that what I was about to do may be a little shocking at first and he nodded gulping loudly.

 

He put his hand on mine and I let my thoughts inundate his mind; is your sister a vampire?

 

He jerked his hand back the moment he heard me and looked at me with wide eyes, nodding slowly and caressing the hand that I touched, like I just hurt him or something.

 

"How did you do that?" he asked me and smiled, trying to calm him a bit, mostly for my own sake.

 

"I'll tell you but you have to relax first," I said, pushing my cup of coffee toward him, he took it, breathed slowly and drank slowly, closing his eyes and relaxing notoriously.

 

"How did you know I wanted to ask you that?" I asked him before explaining anything.

 

"My sister told me there were people from her kind in my school, she told me she could smell them on me," he answered honestly.

 

"But you are not one of them," he added. "You're warm, when my sister's touch is like ice, and you can blush and I've seen you eat at the cafeteria, I've been watching you."

 

"You have?" I asked, raising my eyebrows. "Then why did you think I was going to ask you?"

 

"Because I believe your sister is like my sister," he told me sincerely. "And the scent was on me the moment you two came to the school."

 

"Your sister felt only a scent like hers in you?" I inquired.

 

"No," he said, looking surprised and shaking his head. "She felt a smell she couldn't recognize."

 

"That would be me," I stated, pointing a finger for emphasis. He opened his mouth to say something but apparently words failed him, so I offered my hand and he took it and I showed him everything – well at least everything I could to explain him how I was born, how I was a hybrid between a human and a vampire and how fast I grow. I also showed him my family, I showed him the way we fed ourselves, I showed him everything he needed to know, leaving behind the gifts some of my family members have and leaving behind the werewolves too.

 

"That's incredible," he said with awe. "You are one of a kind."

 

"Hardly," I said with a shrug; I didn't show him our little confrontation with the Volturi, so he didn't get to see Nahuel, another half breed like me. "There's a couple more like me out there."

 

"You didn't explain to me how come you can show me these things with a simple touch," he pushed.

 

"It's a gift, I have it since the moment I was born, there's nothing to explain," I said and he finished my cup of coffee as well. "Are you ready to leave?"

 

"I don't want to go," he said, biting his lip and looking at me intensely. "I'm having fun and it's nice to know someone that knows about my sister. Hey, how did you figure out it was my sister the one that was like your sister?"

 

"You mean my mother," I corrected him and he nodded. "We did a little background research, we were being cautious."

 

I stood up and he begged me with his eyes for me to stay and I offered him my hand.

 

"I need to go, but that doesn't mean we have to stop talking," I said and he took my hand and we went back to school, were my dad must already be waiting for me.

 

Tell me about your sister, I told him through my mind and he squeezed my hand.

 

"She was turned a couple of years ago here in Seattle, I was like ten when it happened," he began. "We all thought she was dead, my mom went to the cops and they told her she was probably death and that her body will appear eventually, but it never did..."

 

"That's a cruel thing to say to a person that's looking for someone they love," I told him and he just shrugged.

 

"We all thought they were probably right, my sister wasn't a bad person, but she used to spend a lot of time with the wrong people… She eventually started using drugs and get caught a couple of times shoplifting," he released my hand and looked at me with sad eyes. "You have a very vivid imagination."

 

"I'm sorry," I said, really ashamed, he must saw everything I was picturing in my mind, a faceless girl doing the wrong things... "I still don't know how to block my power."

 

"It's cool," he said, gulping and looking away. "It just hard to relive all those memories, you know?"

 

"I can imagine," I replied and squeezed his shoulder. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

 

"I want to, Nessie, I really do," he looked at me, still wearing a sad smile. "But you are the first person I've ever told this and it's not so easy."

 

"Tell you what," I told him when I noticed we were already in the school's parking lot. "You can leave your story there and finish it tomorrow, okay?"

 

"Okay," he lifted his hand and put a lock of my hair behind my ear, leaving his hand there longer than needed. "I'm glad you asked."

 

"I'm glad you answered," I replied, blushing for what felt the hundred times in an hour. "You won't tell anyone about me, right?" I asked, panic setting in realizing what I've done. I told – scratch that, showed – someone I barely know about my truth nature, not knowing the consequences it may bring. Maybe Jacob was right, I shouldn't have done this.

 

"Why would I want to do that? I promise I won't tell," he reached down and kissed my cheek, turning around and walking away, leaving me there with my hand on the spot he kissed and wishing tomorrow could come any faster.

 

A/N: So, the truth is out, let me know what you think! :)

Oh uh, I think she likes him and its obvious he likes her!!!!!!

I loved it !

Hmm, I think telling Josh was ok, but he will tell his sister about the new vamps in town and might tell about Nessie. And who knows if you'll bring another kind of Lillian back hahahaha.

But at the same time was dangerous, because Josh might get the wrong impression and obviously Nessie won't feel the same way he will or will she....?

 

I can't wait for the next chapter

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