“Jacob, what’s wrong?” A little, pixie-like girl with wispy, short hair came running up towards us and asked the segundo tan boy, Jacob, in a worried tone.
    Jacob looked like he had just watched his best friend die in front of him. Seth continued to stare at me, and I had absolutely no idea what was going on.
    “Seth imprinted.”
    The pixie-like girl looked mortified. “What?”
    Jacob growled, “Seth imprinted, Alice. Seth imprinted on this thing.
    Rosalie walked in the room with everyone else following. “She’s not a thing!” Rose screamed, angrily. “She’s Charlotte; she’s just like the rest of us.”
    “You’re all things too.”
    Rosalie looked furious, and Edward started laughing. “Rose, cool it, we don’t need another Bella situation,” he said, gently elbowing Bella in the side. She growled.
    Finally, Seth snapped back into reality. “I’m Seth.”
    Everyone began laughing, and if it was possible, my cheeks would be flushing. Luckily for me, he was blushing enough for both of us.
    “You’re a little late, Seth,” Jacob said, no longer laughing. “How could you imprint on a newborn? She can’t even stand being around you without wanting to sink her teeth into your neck. She almost killed you back there.”
    “Excuse me?” I piped up. My voice cracked as I tried to be loud.
    Jacob looked at me, “What, bloodsucker?”
    Before I could even open my mouth, a 14-year-old girl walked out of the room. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, with auburn hair like Edward and eyes like deep leite chocolate “Jake, don’t call them that. You know I don’t like it.” Jacob immediately shut up.
    “Sorry, Ness, but Seth imprinted on the new girl Rosalie stupidly brought into our lives.”
    The girl, who I assumed was the daughter of Bella and Edward, Renesmee, smiled at me. Everyone was on edge as she began walking towards me, and Bella even called out for her to come back over to Edward. She kept walking towards me, and smiled.
    “I’m Renesmee. What’s your name?” She asked, and as I got an even better look at her, she was even mais beautiful than I thought. I suddenly felt a stab of jealousy, but was overcome por the smell of her blood. I tried to hold myself back, and concentrated on her outfit to distract myself. I choked to get my words out, “I’m Charlotte.”
    “That’s an interesting name,” Renesmee said, “Can I call you Charry?”
    I smiled, finally being able to ignore my thirst. “You can call me whatever you want.”
    She giggled. “Seth has a crush on you!”
    Everyone began to laugh again. But suddenly, the overpowering sting of thirst got to me. I couldn’t hurt this girl, and I knew that.
    “Rose, take me outside, please. I need to get away.”
    Renesmee didn’t look frightened, although her parents and Jacob looked like they were about to die. Jacob picked her up and walked away as Rosalie and Emmett dragged me out to the woods.

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