NESSIE POV

As I pedaled my bike to the new school, I couldn't help feeling nervous. What if they didn't like me? What if I didn't have any friends? An uneasy feeling had crept into the pit of my stomach and stubbornly remained, refusing to leave. I missed my old school in Forks, where I had friends, but despite my complaints, Mom and Dad had moved the whole family to Oregon, on account of my strange rate of growing.

Uncle Emmett, Uncle Jazz, Aunt Alice and Aunt Rose were being very positive about the whole thing, being used to this kind of moving. Of course, Jake had moved with us too. Jake was my best friend, though he was older than me, we had somehow connected, and were almost always together. Unfortunately, school was one of the few things that we wouldn't be doing together. My ratty old yellow converse pushed down on the pedals of my blue vintage bike that my dad had bought me for my 5th birthday, I was almost there, and the uneasy feeling grew larger, swirling and pulsing in my abdomen.

Although I was only five, I lived in the body of a 14 year old, and had the I.Q of a 40 year old, which worked to my advantage sometimes, putting me in special placement classes.

As I pulled into the large parking lot of the biggest school I had ever seen, and locked up my bike at one of the busy bike racks, I noticed that everyone was staring at me. 'Great' I thought dully, 'Attention..just what I need.' According to Edward, my dad, I had inherited my mother's low self esteem, and sure enough, I felt a faint blush color my face as I entered the school office and approached the desk.

LUCAS POV

The first thing I noticed was that she was gorgeous. Her shiny bronze ringlets fell in delicate patterns around her round face, highlighting her big brown eyes. Her pale peach skin seemed to glow with a luminescence, and a light blush made her full shell pink lips more noticeable. I had never seen a girl as pretty as her. She looked extremely nervous as she dismounted from her bike, in a pretty white lace top and Bermuda shorts, and locked it up with shaking fingers. I looked around and noticed that all my friends were staring at her too, how could they help it? But they did look a little stupid with their mouths hanging open like that.

She walked gracefully into the office and approached the secretary, asking questions. My friends had stopped staring, now that she was almost out of view, and were now discussing her animatedly. I took one look at them, they seemed to be pretty absorbed by their conversation. So I snuck off, rounded the corner and went into the office. I could see her with her back to me, receiving her schedule, her delicate shoulders were speckled with goosebumps, probably the nerves. She thanked the secretary and turned around. Immediately, I was staring into the face of an angel. "Oh..umm hi" I said nervously.

EDWARD POV

Renesmee's first day at a new school, a momentous occasion in my opinion. She had looked so scared when she left this morning, I couldn't help myself but to follow her, stealthily through the woods beside the path she biked along. My fatherly instincts overpowered me, and as she arrived at the school, her hands shaking, I hid in a nearby bush, unseen as always.

I had experience with hiding in plants…I smiled as I remembered my Bella's human days, and how I used to watch her sleep through the window, perched in a tree.

Returning to reality, I watched my daughter walk into the school, and sighed. Bella was right, she was growing up too fast. I glanced around the crowded parking lot, and what did I see? A group of about 6 teenage boys gawking at Nessie. Who did they think they were? I wanted to tear their throats out for thinking about her like that, they reminded me of Jacob. A growl almost ripped through my throat, but I restrained myself, restoring myself to calm. She couldn't get hurt, she was a million times stronger than them anyways, I thought to myself, proud of Nessie. As I watched her through the large glass office windows, she reminded me of Bella on her first day at Forks High School, she was every bit as beautiful, and every bit as nervous. I chuckled to myself, laughing at the memories. Eventually, as the bell rang, I tore my eyes off her, feeling extremely protective, and headed home, glancing back until I couldn't see the school anymore.