Author's Note: I really liked the Jacob-Rosalie banters in Breaking Dawn. This is probably a weird pairing to most people, but I don't know, I think they were cute. :)
(Jacob's POV)
One Year Later.
It was Renesmee's 1st birthday. Technically, she was one year old, but because of her rapid growth, she looked about 5 years old. She was looking more and more like her dad and that was freaking me out. Why couldn't she look more like her mother?
Bella wanted Nessie to have a human birthday and a vampire birthday, after all, she was half and half. Both birthdays were celebrated at the Cullens house, but on different dates. The "vampire birthday" was celebrated first. They invited those bloodsuckers who supported Nessie during that confrontation with the Denali clan. I decided not to attend. I'd rather be outside in my wolf form than smell those reeking vampires the whole day.
The "human birthday" was celebrated the next day. The guests at the "human birthday" included Charlie, Renee and that guy she was dating, my dad, my sister, the Clearwaters and the rest of the pack. There were lots of human foods, which the vampires prepared themselves. They didn't want to hire catering services; Esme wanted to personally do the cooking for their human guests. These vampires could cook! Even better than most humans, I should say. Alice, of course, planned everything, from the food, to the interior. Although there weren't many human guests, the amount of food they prepared could probably feed the whole prison in the state of Washington. Not that I was complaining. With the appetite of my pack, there wouldn't be any wasted food after this.
Everyone's attention was on Nessie, as always. Renee didn't buy the whole Nessie-is-adopted story, but like Charlie, she settled for the need-to-know info. She trusted Bella too much. She didn't want to question her reasoning at all. As long as her daughter was happy, she was happy. Nothing else mattered.
While everyone was busy worshipping Nessie, I decided to go grab something to eat. The buffet table was overflowing with different kinds of food. I noticed the mashed potato tray was almost empty so I decided to go get some more in the kitchen.
When I walked in, Blondie was mixing something in a big casserole. She was all by herself. Where were the others? Where were Esme and Alice? What if this leech put poison in it or something?
I stood at the door and leaned against the doorframe. "Hey, did you hear about the blonde who was a really good cook?" I asked. "She could get pop tarts out of the toaster in one piece!" I laughed.
"You are not helping, so shut up and leave me alone." She replied without looking at me.
"Where's Esme and Alice?"
"Outside, making sure your dog friends are taken care of." She said with sarcasm.
"What are you cooking?" I walked closer to get a glimpse of what's inside the casserole.
She snarled and faced me angrily. "Didn't I tell you to leave?"
"You didn't put poison in it, did you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
She gave me a sharp look. "Are you that stupid? Edward will not trust me here in the kitchen if he knew I was planning to do that." She went back to stirring. "And do you really think I'll kill you by poisoning your food? I'll give you a slow and painful death, you mongrel."
I grinned. "Looking forward to it, beauty queen." There was nothing blondie could say that would intimidate me. I would never be afraid of any vampire, especially a vampire girl with no special powers. Sure, she was really, I mean, really beautiful, this bloodsucker. But other than that, she was basically useless when it comes to real fight.
Blondie gripped the ladle so hard, it broke. "What the hell do you want?" She asked, glaring at me.
I remembered my original intention of coming here. "Mashed potato. Where is it?"
She opened the big oven and pulled out a whole tray of mashed potato. She threw it at me and I caught it with both hands in an instant. Thanks to my fast reflexes or it would've been splattered all over the floor.
"Thanks!" I winked, and then walked out.
.
After everyone left the party that night, I stayed to catch up with Bella. We were sitting on the sofa while Rosalie was on the single chair, and Alice on the floor, absently switching TV channels.
"Did you see that? I tried eating that lasagna in front of Renee! It was horrid! And to think it used to be one of my favorite foods when I was a human." Bella said.
"Too bad, you couldn't enjoy blondie's wonderful cooking." I glanced at Rosalie. "I appreciate the effort, by the way."
"I did not do it for you, mongrel." Rosalie retorted.
"Rose, be nice to Jacob." Alice injected. "He's part of our family now."
Rosalie shook her head in disbelief. "Are you serious? This dog is not a part of our family and he will never be!"
"Rose, please—" Bella whispered.
"Ouch." I chuckled. "You never fail to surprise me, blondie. Just when I thought you cannot be more coldhearted..."
Alice changed the topic to ease the tension. "The weather's really nice today. Who wants to play baseball?" And by "nice," she meant thunderstorm.
"Right. Let's play baseball. I haven't done that since my transformation!" Bella replied, trying to sound excited to lighten up the mood. More than anyone else, she was the one who couldn't stand the tension between me and this blonde leech.
"You coming Rosalie?" Alice asked.
"I'm not in the mood." She said quietly. "Excuse me." She said, and went upstairs to her room.
Alice turned to me. "What about you?"
"No, thanks. " I said. I was tired. I've been running with the pack every night for two weeks. I needed to rest.
"Okay." She stood up in a blink of an eye. "I'll go ask the rest."
.
Everyone went to the baseball game except for me and blondie. I was dead tired. I tried to go home but Bella insisted that I spend the night at the Cullens.
But I didn't want to sleep. I had other things in mind.
I had to do it.
.
I just found myself knocking at her room.
"The nerve of you to get up here and knock at my door! Go away!" I heard from the inside.
"How do you know it's me?"
"You stink so bad, it's not hard to tell you apart, dog!"
I chuckled. "Okay. Can you please open the door?"
"Leave. Me. Alone." She said.
"Blondie, you do realize that I can easily break this door down whether you want to let me in or not, right? I just don't want to upset Esme. She loves the design of this door."
I heard her groan and her footsteps inside. The door opened, revealing the still upset Rosalie.
I grinned. Rosalie scowled.
"Why didn't you go with them?"
I shrugged. "I'm not very good at baseball. Besides, with Edward's presence, I will never win." I lied.
"Well, don't you have patrol or whatever it is you dogs do?"
"Look, I just want to talk."
"We have nothing to talk about."
"Yes, I think we do." I let myself in. She had her mouth hanging open with my bold move.
"You're shameless. I hate you and your guts." She said, crossing her arms.
I chuckled. "That's a shocker."
"Look, dog, I don't have time for your nonsense. Say what you have to say and get the hell out of here."
I studied her face. This bloodsucker was really intoxicatingly beautiful. I was fighting to stay awake although I could feel that my body will collapse anytime.
Before I could stop myself, I muttered. "You're gorgeous…"
Surprised, she furrowed her eyebrows and shook her head. "What are you talking about?!"
I stepped closer to her. "I mean, if you weren't so nasty and cruel, I might actually like you." I said, staring at her eyes.
My eyelids were so heavy, I couldn't fight it anymore. My mind was getting disoriented. I could feel myself slowly slipping into sleep.
Her perfect face stared at me in confusion.
"Is it… okay… if I sleep h-here?" I asked.
Before she could answer, I collapsed on her bed and everything went black.
