I Saw Her Standing There

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Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight Saga or any characters associated with it. I do, however, own Scarlett Hunter, the Hunter family, and her friends. Anything you don't recognize is mine! :D

Title Song The Beatles Chapter Song The Rolling Stones.

Chapter One Start Me Up.

Scarlett POV.

"Scar, get up. Now."

I groaned as I felt the covers of my bed being ripped away, throwing me on the floor in the process.

"Five more minutes." I mumbled, lying still. I heard footsteps approach slowly. I opened my eyes in time to see the bucket. I started to shuffle under my bed, as fast as a could.

"Scarlett!" She put it down and tried to grab my arms, but (like the ninja I am) I got to a safe zone. She moved to the end of my bed and started trying to reach my feet.

"Hey! My cellphone!" I grinned and grabbed it, before allowing my mother to pull me out by my feet. "Thanks!"

"You've got fifteen minutes, kiddo." She left, taking the bucket, but not before turning upside down to reveal a lack of water.

"You were lying? Ugh!" I got up, feigning offence, before running to get change.

I threw on a pair of skinny jeans, two sizes too big, a plain white t-shirt and a white knitted sweater. Sure, Forks says it's sunny, but, c'mon, its 40 degrees out there.

My hair was a whole new challenge, however, as my short, dark blond hair decided that today was a day of 'height' and 'volume'. After what seemed like eternity, it was flat. I didn't bother with make up. It's school. If I went to that reservation school, maybe, but no. I went to regular school with all of those people.

It was twenty minutes later when I left my room to find a post-it on my kitchen counter stuck to a plate with a piece of toast sitting on it.

Sorry, sweetie, I had to go! RUN! - Mama

I groaned and swore and ran out the house holding the toast in one hand and my backpack in the other. Late again. Perfect.

I was running as fast as I could, when I came to a red light. Sure, it was for the cars, but I needed the rest. I was incredibly unfit for such a slim person. Genes, I guess. I was holding my side, waiting for the stitch to stop, when the window in the car wound down.

"Scarlett? You need a ride?"

"NESSIE!" I climbed in the back, not even bothering to be polite. I'd been told to hand in a chemistry test before home room started. I did not want that detention. Again.

"Um... hey?" The guy in the front said. I could only smile, he must be that guy she's been seeing- Jack? John? Nigel? Tony? Mark?

"Scarlett, this is Jacob, my... boyfriend!" She grinned and grabbed his arm. I smiled an awkward smile. I wasn't that touchy-feely girl who was too involved in their kind-of-maybe-best-friend's relationships.

Besides, I was jealous. Jacob was reservation boy. He was buff. He was sexy. He was tall, dark and handsome.

"Hello, thanks for the ride."

"It's fine." He sat still and turned to Nessie.

"What? Oh! And Jake, this is Scarlett. She's my..."

"Better half." I finished. She giggled.

"Well... we're best friends, right?"

I nodded. I could've cried. I know that I said that I'm not touchy-feely, but my best friend was a Cullen!

"Yeah, duh." I played it cool. Jacob scoffed and caught my eye in the mirror. "What?"

Nessie smirked and nudged him slightly, "I heard it too." She smiled at me. I didn't bother asking what. I'd heard Ness talking to her brother a couple of times and they'd said freaky things like that so I only assumed she did it with Jacob too.

"Why isn't your brother driving you?" I lent forward, being the 'nosy' person everyone says I am.

I had an excuse this time though. The Cullens were fascinating- like something on the Discovery Channel. Everyone was curious about them and I had a small incite into their lives. I felt like it was my duty to ask nosy-ass questions.

"He's... running late." She went red. Jacob laughed.

"Don't be embarrassed, Ness," he would've sounded more convincing if he wasn't laughing his head off at whatever was going on.

"What about the rest of your family?" I asked again.

"Again... running late." She turned from sitting sideways in her seat to straight forward, as red as a tomato. Jacob laughed again, loudly.

"It just seems silly, your getting a ride to the school he doesn't even go too so he's gonna have to turn around and-"

Something in my head clicked.

"OH MY GOD!" I started laughing, setting Jacob off again.

"SHUT UP!" She yelled.

"Sorry, Nessie," Jacob grabbed her hand, she started to calm down, she didn't even seem to mind that we were still laughing.

"I can't believe that he'd do it before school-"

"How would you like it if I talked about your parents?"

"Ew. No. Never. We're discussing siblings." I smirked. She breathed through her nose, inflating her nostrils with frustration.

"Shut up."

"Your big brother, Eddie Cullen-"

"Eddie?"

"Yes Jacob-"

"Does Edward know you call him Eddie?"

"Why would he? We've never spoken. Anyway, Eddie-darling is off doing Bella Swan-"

"Please don't."

"Even I feel sick now." Jacob said.

"And your siblings, well! The pixie who's name I don't remember, and the meathead whom I've never met-!"

"Alice and Emmett."

"-Alice and Emmett, are busy getting busy with the blonde twins who I'm more than a little afraid of-"

"Rose and Jasper?! How can you be scared of-?"

"I love your families' names."

"You're weird." Jacob chipped in, I'd almost forgotten he was there for a second.

"You're weird." I scoffed.

"Get out of my car."

"I was only kidding! I love you?"

"We're at school, Scar, he's just being silly."

"Oh. Thanks for the ride, dude." I jumped out, tripping on my own feet and falling flat on my face. I got up and dusted myself off, turning to yell at Nessie for not helping me, when I saw why.

She was busy being swallowed by Jacob, simultaneously managing to swallow him back.

"Ew!" I heard a voice say behind me, just as I opened my mouth the say the same.

"Jake!" Bella, the girlfriend of Nessie's brother, walked over and pulled Nessie off of him. She was way too overprotective, but I guess she just looks at Nessie like a daughter.

I said a quick goodbye to Nessie and started walking inside to hand in my chemistry homework. It was awkward being around the Cullen's. They didn't like me. I wasn't part of their group, I guess. Waiting outside the classroom for my teacher to finish up with a different student. The Cullen's passed. I swear to god, I felt a chill.

"Hey, Ness," I smiled. She waved. I didn't fail to catch the glare I received from the blonde girl... Rose, did she say? Whatever she was called, she was extremely intimidating.

People thought it was weird that I was close to Nessie, despite the fact that'd we'd been friends since the start of freshman year.

I was nervous. It was hard not to be. It was the fourth week of my freshman year. I was a loser in junior high, but my braces were off and my nose had finally caught up to my face. Damn, was that thing small last year. I'd had an alright start to school, but right now, I was in biology, a class I'd never excelled at and I was worried my lab partner would hate me for it.

"...Hunter, Cullen..." My head snapped up. I walked to the seat I'd been assigned and waited for my partner. I was shaking. This was a Cullen! She wouldn't want me as a partner. She was super smart and a Cullen!

I don't think you quite understand what this meant! I was working with the new popular girl at school. Sure, I didn't care about becoming popular, and sure, everyone assumed the Cullen's were snobby and full of themselves, but, I don't know... Baby-Cullen seemed sweet.

"Hello?" She said, waving a hand in front of my face.

"What? Oh, sorry. I spaced out." With my internal monologue rambling away, I'd managed to completely ignore everything she'd said.

"It's okay, hello!" She waved slightly.

"Hi." I couldn't help but smile when she did.

"I'm Renesmee."

My eyes widened, "you're gonna have to run that by me once more."

She laughed, "Ren-ez-may, Renesmee."

I remained silent, staring at her with wide eyes.

"You can call me Nessie."

"Oh... perfect," I smiled, "like the lochness monster!"

"Don't say that in front of my mother!" She laughed. "Or Bella."

"Um... okay-"

"She's my... brother's girlfriend." She seemed to be unsure of it. I smirked.

"You sure?"

"Um... yes? What's your name?"

"Oh, of course. Can't forget that." I rolled my eyes at my stupidity. "Hi. I'm Scarlett Hunter."

"Nice to meet you." She held her hand out. I shook it and took mine back. I went to talk again, but she turned to the teacher to listen to her.

Smart people were weird.

"Miss Hunter?" My chemistry teacher called me into the room.

"Here's my work," I handed him a sheet and slowly backed out of the room.

"Hurry now, Miss Hunter, before I begin grading it."

I ran out of the classroom, slowing to a walking pace when I got out.

I went to my homeroom, hating every second. People stared at me, mostly, because I was last in, but also, because I'm the freak of the school. I like that, though. People are too afraid to annoy me and even more afraid of arguing with me. Not to brag, but, I'm pretty gutsy, in a falls-down-when-storming-away-from-winning-an-argument kind of way.

"Scar!" Lexi waved from her seat. She was one of my best friends, since kindergarten. She was pretty... annoying and had a new boyfriend every week. You couldn't blame them for liking her, though. She was tall, pretty, had the most beautiful milk chocolate skin and perfect shoulder-length dark chocolate ringlets. What got the boys going, however, was her short skirts, midriff baring shirts and willingness to date anyone she deemed 'hot'.

I waved back and smiled as Logan, my close friend, turned around and grinned. He was cute. He had pale skin and blonde hair that generally never failed to have a quiff in it. He was a football, basketball, baseball, etc. star and his body showed it. He wasn't my type, though.

No, your type isn't a hot, awesome guy who would totally date you if you asked. No, no, your type is shirtless reservation boys who'd laugh in your face if you asked them out.

Shut up, internal me. Jeez.

Ah, math class. You angel, you! I love math. There's only one answer to every problem. Except quadratic equations...

It was nice to have something I found easy-ish as opposed to my last class. Chemistry. Though, Professor Smith had decided to destroy this class too. Evidently, my homework had all been wrong and my teacher decided that I was to be made an example of.

"Miss Hunter, regrettably got a twenty-one out of a hundred on the homework she handed in late. She clearly didn't pay attention the day the work was handed out or the day when we marked the papers together as a class, as she scored marks on the equations, and only the equations."

"I still got twenty-one! I usually get ten to sixteen-"

"Thank goodness you're pretty, Miss Hunter."

"It's only chem-"

"It's not only chemistry, Miss Hunter! This is an important class and the men want to learn!"

"Sexist."

"That's it, Miss Hunter! Principle's office, this instant!" The bell rang out. "You can miss the beginning of your next class."

I held the note from my teacher and wandered to the office. I'd be late, but Nancy Norris of the principle's office was a sweetheart who'd say she was running late.

"Oh, hello, Scarlett!" She grinned from behind the desk. She was an elderly woman who lived on the reservation beside my house. She was only half-indian, on her mother's side, but she knew all the legends and all the stories and entertained me every time I'd been stuck waiting an hour for the principle.

"Hey, Miss N." She was probably a Mrs. but we all just cut the end off because we're the 'lazy generation'.

"And why aren't you in class, honey?" She smiled, her wrinkles becoming more defined. She pushed her long black hair off of her face and stood up, getting myself and her cups of tea.

I held up the note from Smith and read it aloud, "Scarlett Hunter is a problem student who causes trouble in my classroom and makes rude comments about myself and others. Today she called me sexist and back-chatted many times." I scoffed.

Miss N stood up and walked to me, she sighed, handed me tea, took my note and sat back down.

"Professor Smith again?"

"He's out to get me-!"

"Scarlett, come inside." Principle Mitchell came outside his office. He didn't like me much. He sighed when he spoke to me, because he knew that I knew what he was going to say.

Principle Mitchell was around thirty years old and pretty new to the school. He'd come here three months into my freshman year and apparently 'expected more from me' from the first day I met him.

"Scarlett, we both know that you're not a good person."

"Mitch-"

"My name isn't even Mitch, Scarlett. It's Daniel. It says clearly on my name plate. That's right there, in front of you."

"Principle Mitch-" I stopped, he sighed but stayed silent, "I didn't do anything wrong. Smith was being sexist and rude and-"

"Professor Smith, please, Scarlett."

"Can I leave now?"

"I'll call home." He rolled his eyes.

"Awesome. See ya!" I ran out of the office, failing to see the brick wall someone had built when I wasn't looking.

"Woah, are you okay?"

"Just perfect." I muttered sarcastically, I looked up and gasped. HOT RESERVATION BOY! I REPEAT, HOT RESERVATION BOY!

"Then, move." He pushed me aside slightly, I fell into the door frame which led me to stumble and fall flat on my face by the waiting area. I didn't miss the laughter coming from the guy who'd pushed me.

You're lucky you're hot, dude.

I walked out of school, looking everywhere for my mom's car. It wasn't there- the joys of walking home in Forks' rain. Yay. Thank god it's Friday, huh?

I started to leave the car park when I felt a tap on my shoulder.

"Scarlett!"

"Hi Nessie!"

"I was wondering if you wanted to come over to my house tonight? We can work on bio if you want?" She smiled. I smiled back.

"Um... I guess, but, I don't have my bio book-"

"We'll drop by yours on the way, if your mom says it's okay, you can sleep over, too."

"Awesome." I grinned. I'd never been to Nessie's house, despite knowing her for nearly two years. She'd come to mine, for school projects and stuff, but I didn't even know where she lived.

"Come on then! Dad's taking us but we have to walk from yours to mine, because, apparently 'he can't be away from mom for that long'."

"Aw, how cute." I had a bit of venom in my voice, not on purpose, but I couldn't help it. I'm cynical and I hate corniness.

"Come on!" She pulled my arm, and I swear for such a skinny, skinny girl, she nearly dislocated it.

"Owie."

"Did you just say 'owie'?"

"Yes-"

"How cute!" She beamed and pulled me into a volvo.

I looked to see Edward in the front seat. Funny, I thought she said her dad was coming to pick us up.

"Um... dad said I should drop you off and that you'd walk afterwards."

"What?" She looked confused. "Oh... Oh! Of course! Yes, yes. Hello Edward."

"Why'd you say it like that?" Geez, I am nosy, aren't I?

"I didn't. You're a psycho-"

"Renesmee." Edward warned. Okay, dad. Geez. He cleared his throat. It made me feel bad... I don't know why... But, of course he's like her dad- he's her blood relation, despite having been adopted into the Cullen family. That's probably why Bella acts like her mom, too.

"It's a left here, then three houses down." I pointed, despite the fact that he couldn't see me in the backseat of the car. Real smart, Scar.

"Is that in the reservation?" Edward almost slowed into a complete stop before turning into the street.

"Nope. We're, like, bordering it. It's awesome." They're always running around shirtless on the beach and I have the best view of it.

"Don't tell Renesmee."

"What?" Me and Nessie said at the same time. His eyes flickered in the mirror and he winked at me. Oh my god, he's totally reading my mind. Awesome. I always wanted a super power. Yes. I'm one of those people. I love X-Men, and the Avengers and all of that. It sucks that Edward has one and I don't. Thanks, universe.

Edward chuckled, "Okay, I'll see you two later?" He asked.

"Yeah, see ya'." I jumped out and grabbed my back pack.

"Love you!" Nessie kissed his cheek and climbed out.

"Love you too." Edward grinned.

"Love you three." I butted in. I can't help it. I think I'm really funny, don't you know?

"Bye, girls." He pulled away and Nessie grabbed my hand, pulling me to my front door.

"Come on!" She knocked on the door.

"Ness, it's my house." I opened the door. "Momma!"

"Girlie-whirley!" She skipped into the room.

"Mom, I'm staying at the Cullen's house tonight, we're working on a project too, so don't think I'm slacking."

"I won't." Mom laughed. She said hello to Nessie and the two started chatting about trees and what-not, so I ran upstairs.

I went into my plain, blue, messy-as-hell bedroom. I packed a bag, grabbed my bio work and ran to the window.

"Yes, run little shirtless men, run." I whispered to myself and laughed at my creepiness. I nearly screamed when I heard the floorboard creek.

"Creep." Nessie came to the window. She started looking too.

"I could say the same about you!"

"I'm looking for Jacob."

"Oh, yeah. He lives in La Push. Duh."

"Yeah. They're setting up a bonfire."

"Okay, La Push-expert." I pulled my eyes away from the very attractive men and grabbed her arm. "Come on."

"Alright, mother! We're leaving!"

"Your principle called."

"No... no, he didn't?"

"Yes, he did."

"Nessie has to be home in ten minutes. Right, Nessie?"

"What? No... I mean... y-yes?"

"Fine. We'll talk tomorrow."

"Awesome." We ran out the door.

We were walked for around twenty minutes. Thank god she was lying about the ten minute curfew thing.

"You do know where you're going, right?"

"Of course. We just live really far from the reservation."

"Oh. Well... can you carry me?"

"No way."

"And to think, I thought we were best friends."

"We are!" She kept walking, faster than me, who was being overtaken by snails, but stopped and walked back to me, crouching ever so slightly.

"Aw, Ness." I jumped up, she flinched, but seemed to be fine with my weight. Awesome, we'd definitely do this again. "Run, Renesmee. I'm bored."

"Ugh. You're a slave driver."

"Yeah, but I'm awesome, so, that makes up for it."

That night was awesome. Me and Ness had the best time, like we'd had sleepovers a thousand times before. We played monopoly (I lost), 20 Questions (I lost), Grand Theft Auto (I won) and stayed up all night chatting. Her family had 'gone to dinner' for hours and came back in messy clothes that made them look like they'd been running in the forest all night. I laughed at the twigs in her mother's (Esme) hair. They'd apparently gotten into a play fight on the way back.

Why can't my family be that awesome?!

Seth POV.

"Ness?" Jacob and I walked into the ridiculously clean bedroom of Renesmee. It was white and innocent, with pictures of Nessie, the Cullens and even some of us. Mostly Jake, but I stole the show in one of them.

"I missed you!" She threw her arms around Jake and everything got a little bit... Over PG-13.

"Hello?"

"Oh... Seth... I forgot you were there." Jacob said.

I rolled my eyes but smiled anyway. They were in love. I couldn't blame them. I just... really wanted an imprint.

The two went back to kissing and hugging and recovering from being away from each other for a whole eight hours (and we all know that Jacob was here all night).

I stared at the photos on the wall, looking at a selection of five in particular. The girl was someone I didn't recognise, but, DAMN, could Paul make an inappropriate comment about her.

Not only that, she was... well, I don't like to talk about girls that way... but she was... really, really hot.

She had this... charm to her. She was mocking the camera and mocking the person looking at the photo.

"Hey, Ness, who's this girl?"

"Oh, my friend. Well... I think she's my friend. I hope she is."

"She's..."

"Really 'hot'? I know. She acts like she's not and doesn't really bother trying much, though. She's convinced she's 'fugly' though."

"Why haven't you introduced her to us?"

"Paul."

"Oh. Introduce me."

"She's not much of a people person-"

"Nessie, please."

"Okay, for you, Seth."

"Ness! You're gonna be late." Jacob practically pulled her out of the door to leave.

Thanks for reading. I know that romance hasn't happened yet, but it will next chapter. I was just introducing Scarlett and her relationship with the Cullen's, before she met the wolves.

Also, a special sneak preview to anyone who guesses who Scarlett bumped into in the office!