Ok, so heres da scoop, my BFF Neematoad and i hv teamed up. you see i come up wit these great ideas, i just cant put them down on paper. She can write, she just doesn't hv any ideas, so my ideas her writing, except da 1st couple of chaps mainly her. but the plot is mine and most of the funny things. Oh yeah she can write really fast and we hv the 1st like 7 ch.s done, but if u want to read them u hv to review. O and the chaps are a lot longer on paper. but they're good right?
"Edward! Can't you refrain yourself from destroying everything Bells wears? You ruined the best silk I have! And Bella, stop wearing expensive clothes when you use the cottage!" I tried to tune out Alice's scolding and fixed my eyes out the window. Why couldn't they argue somewhere else? It wasn't my fault Mom came back every morning in rags after her and Dad had "used" the cottage. "Sorry Alice, but I want to look my best." Mom shrugged.
Dad kissed her forehead. Blech! They're so mushy everywhere, it makes me sick! At least Jake and I didn't kiss every second. As if on cue, a howl erupted from the trees. "Nessie, go shut Jacob up-" Dad started to say, but I was already running.
What took you so long? I've been howling for ten minutes!" Jake took me in his arms and bent his head to kiss me. "What is it this time?" I asked. He cocked his head to the side and looked inquiringly at me. "Don't you want to hunt? It's been a week." Jake always knew when I was thirsty. I had just eaten breakfast, but my throat burned at the thought of blood. Seeing the look on my face, Jake phased and barked at me, clearly impatient. Sighing, I followed him as he sprinted towards our favorite spot.
We hunted four hours. I brought down three elk in swift movements and sucked them dry in seconds. Leaving the meant for Jake, I sat down next to a tree. I felt warm, my stomach churning with blood. "Feeling better?" Jake asked as he pulled on his shorts and flopped down next to me. Cuddling deep into his chest, I wrapped my arms around his body.
Gripping me tightly, he stood up and pulled me to my feet. We started back towards the house, walking slowly. As we reached Mom and Dad's cottage, I stopped walking. "What is it?" Jake asked, looking worried. "Nothing, I just had an idea." Looking at the little house, I wondered why I hadn't thought of it before. Mom never said it was off limits, and Jake had imprinted on me. We were perfect for each other, so Dad couldn't object. And were tired of being forced to hide while we… well... you know!
My parents' cottage was made for the very action. So why should Jake and I be deprived of the very thing that we needed? Jake, do you think Mom and Dad would mind if we borrowed their cottage?" His expression, a second ago looking concerned, brightened instantly. His eyes danced and an evil grin was plastered on his face. Still grinning stupidly, he rushed to the door, jerked it open, and ran inside. Laughing silently, I walked through the open door and closed it.
Did you like it? tell me or i won't update and the story will be for Neematoad's and my amusement. Ha Ha Ha!