Hello there :)
I'm new to writing Twilight fanfiction. This isn't really a big thing; I'm just trying it out. It's kind of an in-between-two-other-stories project. This is about Jacob & Bella and their friendship. Mostly on the beach. But sometimes not on the beach. Most of them won't be connected to one another, unless I specifically say that they are. :)
Oh! And if you're a Maximum Ride fan, I have a finished fic for that one. I'm writing a sequel soon. . . :S
So, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight in any way, shape, or form.
Pacing helped. Pacing helped her forget that he was late. That he might not come at all.
Bella sat on one of the gnarled roots of the driftwood tree that they loved. She traced the white bark; it was soft under her fingers.
Another minute passed, and it seemed like a year to Bella. Had he forgotten? If he didn't come in five minutes, she'd go down to Billy's and drag him out. Well, unless he was out running around as a giant wolf. Then she'd be out of luck. She still kind of marveled at how her best friend was a werewolf. It kind of depressed her to think about how horribly she connected to humans. Her best friend was a werewolf. She'd been friends with Jessica, but that hadn't worked out too well; as far as Jessica was concerned, Bella was totally out of it. And in a way, she was.
But she was getting better. Being with Jake kept her whole and happy. And if he didn't show, she'd probably end up getting depressed again.
She was startled out of her thoughts as she felt a hand on her shoulder. She twisted around, fright on her face. She instantly relaxed once she saw Jake's familiar face.
"Jacob," she breathed. "You scared me."
"Sorry," he muttered.
"It's okay," Bella said quickly. "Just clatter a rock or cough or something next time, okay?"
"Sure, sure." He sat down on the tree next to her. The silence engulfed both of them. "So, um, how are your, dare I say, human friends?" He raised his thick eyebrows.
Bella chuckled; a dry, humorless laugh. "Oh, just dandy."
Jacob nodded, getting that Bella didn't want to talk about it anymore. There was always that connection with them, that they could guess what the other was thinking, without actually having to voice anything. It reminded Bella a lot of. . .someone she knew, actually. Emphasis on the past tense.
Because not even Jacob could keep that pain away.
Pleeeeeease tell me what you think? This chapter is pretty boring. . . I'll have another up soon. This is introductory.
Please do tell me if I should even attempt to continue this, please. :)
Stay gold, Ponyboy :)