Thank you all who have read ch.1 of my fanfic and thank you for your comments.I promised you the next chapter,so here it is.Please enjoy

Ch.2: These Violent Delights

As I made my way toward Bella,I didn't see what the big deal of turning 18 was.I would never be eighteen.I shake my head at the little smile playing at her lips."Happy Birthday,"I say to her when I finally reach her.She looks at me and says,"Don't remind me".I am incredulous that she thinks turning eighteen is like a death sentence or the end of the world.Rosalie would trade places with her in a heartbeat,as would the rest of my family,including myself.But if I had remained human,I would have died in 1918 and never would have met Bella.So I should be grateful to Carlisle for changing me,because I am with my angel,my salvation,the reason for my existence,my Bella."Bella,your birth is definitely something to celebrate,"I say to her.It is true,her birth is definitely something to celebrate.If she didn't exist,I'd cease to exist."Yeah,but my aging is not,"Bella replies back to me.I give her a small smile and say,"Your aging? I think eighteen is a little young to be worrying about that."She looks at me and says,"It's one year older than you".We have had this discussion so many times with neither of us giving in."No,it isn't.I'm 109,"I jokingly reply."Well,maybe I shouldn't be dating such an old man.It's gross.I should be thoroughly repulsed,"she replies back to me.I nod my head and say,"Mm-hmm,"and lean my head down to kiss Bella.I love kissing her.I wish I could kiss her the way I want to,but I have to remind myself to be careful with her.She is a delicate flower and I could easily break her if I lost my control,not to mention I am still overcome by the scent of her blood.Why does her blood appeal to me so?My thoughts are interrupted by Jacob Black.I almost growl at his thoughts about my Bella and want to tear him limb from limb and tell him she is mine,but I restrain myself."We have to go to class," I say to her."Okay,"Bella says reluctantly.She is about to head inside the school,unaware that Jacob wants to see her,so I tell her."Wait a second,someone wants you," I say.She looks and sees him as he finally approaches.She is surprised to see him here,since he goes to school on the reservation at La Push."I'll leave you two to talk," I say as I walk a few feet away,still within hearing distance.I can't help but listen to their conversation and feel a little hurt as she easily accepts a gift from him,but refuses to accept any from me.When he finally leaves and we are in the hallway toward our English class,I ask her,"So how come Jacob Black gets to give you a gift and I don't." She looks at me and says,"Because I have nothing to give back to you".Is she serious?Nothing to give back to me?"Bella,you give me everything just by breathing."She gives me a small smile and says,"See?That's all I want.Well it's not all I want.I internally groan knowing where this conversation is leading to.Luckily,my sister,Alice arrives along with Jasper.After receiving her present from Alice and agreeing to go to the house tonight,thanks to Alice's persuasion skills and Jasper's manipulation of Bella's emotions,we head to our English class.Our teacher,Mr.Berty,tells us we are going to watch Romeo and Juliet.Ugh,I can't stand Romeo.I do however envy him one thing,and that is how easily he can die.I watch as Romeo is about to recite "These violent delights have violent ends" speech.I tell Bella I envy Romeo,because he can so easily die,which leads to a conversation about James and if I hadn't gotten to her in time,how I would have gone to the Volturi.Before I can go any further,Mr.Berty,interrupts our conversation to ask if I can recite a passage from Romeo and Juliet,which I do from memory.Little does Mr.Berty know that I have been repeating high school since before he was born.