(A/N: Hey! Wow, I am on a roll lately! Haha sorry... =P Okay so, I didn't write this! One of my best friends, Nichole, wrote it! We were bored during STAR testing and, well... this was born! Omg has anybody seen 17 Again?! Haha "I think our hands just made a baby..." classic... Anyways... please Review! Thanks!)
Bella got home from school Friday, tired but excited at the prospect of seeing Edward that night. He was going to come over for dinner and then take her somewhere quiet and private. Where-she didn't know, and she really didn't care.
She opened her car door and stepped out. Almost falling flat on her face, she slipped and slid to her front door. Charlie wasn't home yet, so she unlocked the door and went in.
She went into the kitchen, dumped her bag on the table, and started to prepare dinner. As she slid the pork chops into the oven, she heard a loud clunk from upstairs.
Quickly and quietly she shut the door to the oven and headed for the stairs. She heard a pained moan come from her room. She had locked the door this morning, although she didn't know why.
Trembling, she wiped her sweaty hands on her pants and reached for the doorknob. She took a cautious step inside and saw an enormous mound on her floor.
She picked up the chair at her desk, intending to hit the intruder with it. The mound moved to sit up.
With an ear-piercing shriek, Bella brought the chair down on top of the intruder's back. It tensed and then fell limply to the floor.
Breathing hard, and wide-eyed, Bella struggled to turn the heap over. When she finally did turn the person over, she almost cried with relief.
There, grinning up at her, was her best friend, Jacob.
"Gotcha!"
(A/N: Well, there it is! I think she did an amazing job! Don't you?! I think she should make her own FanFiction account haha :) Please Review!)