Hello loves! Thank you soooo much for the reviews and follows! Sorry I don't update a lot, but I'm pretty busy now…..yeah I know, that excuse is overused -.-'
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Tally Ho!
Chapter 2
Bella's POV
BUMP! I felt a wave of shocks creep up my spine as the plane jolted onto the runway. I never liked flying, always made me feel unstable. I gripped the plastic armrests of my seat tighter. The plane sped down the runway, opening the shutters on the wings to slow down.
"Please stay seated until we come to a complete stop. We hope you've enjoyed your flight! Thank you for choosing Delta air!" an overly cheery voice boomed over the intercom. Jeez do these people work for Disney or are they just high? How can someone be that cheerful?!
The massive MD-83 rolled to a stop and connected to its respective gate. Peering out the window, I was met with gloomy skies. The glass was adorned with large splotchy drops of water, and I could see darker clouds in the distance. Yup, I'm in Forks alright.
Forks Washington, land of soaked. It rained almost non-stop, and the best part was, I HATED rain. So, what was a girl who hated rain doing in the wet, cold region of the US? Why coming to live with her single father! I came from a typical failed marriage. High school sweethearts, girl gets prego, impromptu marriage, the whole shebang. And where are they seventeen years later? Divorced, living on separate ends of the country, and shipping a moody teenager back and forth every summer, i.e. me.
See, I'd always lived with my mom, an artist and kindergarten teacher, down in Arizona. She was a bit of a scatter brain, but I loved her and we got along. Every summer I'd go up to Forks and visit my dad, the chief of police, whom I called Charlie. A few years back Renee, or mother dearest, decided to tie the knot with Phil, my 'step-daddy'. The year that followed their marriage was terrifying! I mean seriously, they're not rabbits and I didn't have sound proof walls! That was reason number one for me, Renee was reason number two.
Phil was nice enough, but as a baseball player had to travel a lot. Renee always wanted to go with him, and I felt I was holding her back. Don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't like baseball, I actually love it, it's just that with school and a part-time job I didn't have time to travel and Renee refused to let me stay alone. I could tell she was unhappy so I did what I had to do, I left. I had felt like a third wheel being there and knowing they wanted to start a family. Despite Renee's many protests, I felt I stood in the way of that. So that's it, no abusive ex, no life changing dramatic story, no need to get away. Just simple, plain, boring old reality.
I robotically unlatched my seatbelt and grabbed my things from the overhead compartments. The passengers shuffled along in single file. Just as I started becoming claustrophobic, the person in front of me moved and I was able to enter the crammed airport. Granted it was still a tight fit, but better than being a Bella sandwich I guess. I rushed passed the greeter's cheesy smile and into the long, open hallway.
I grabbed my luggage from a big roundabout and strode over to the large building map, hanging on a wall. Ok, so if I walk to terminal three and take a right-
"Bells!" and suddenly I was six inches off the ground, wrapped in someone's arms. Aw crap! I'm being kidnapped; I don't have time for this!... The mystery 'kidnapper' set me down and I was eye level with a pair of broad shoulders. Now I'm a tall girl, somewhere around 5'9', so I rarely had to tilt my head up to look someone in the eye; this was one of those occasions.
I slowly tilted my head up and was met with two deep mocha eyes. Oh wow… He had a defined chin, perfect cheekbones, long ebony hair, and sun kissed skin. Danm. "Uhhh," was all I could say, a light blush creeping up my cheeks.
"What you can't even recognize your best friend?" He chuckled.
"Jacob?" No way. This could not be Jacob Black, my best friend since the age of three and partner in crime.
"The one and only! See somthin' you like Bells?" He teased me with a smirk. You have no idea.
Luckily I was saved from answering by yet another, "Bells!" and a bear hug. Is everyone trying to suffocate me? "Wow, you've grown up so much!"
"Hey Dad," I smiled up at Charlie, "What's Jacob doing here?"
"Pack mule"
"Ah"
"Hey!" Jacob pouted. I poked him.
"Sorry, sorry," Charlie look highly amused, "what I meant to say was that he missed you and he wore me down by begging to come along." At that it was my turn to smirk and Jacobs to blush. Ah, how the tables have turned….
"Is that so?" Jacob got redder. "I missed you too Jakey!" I giggled, jumping on his back.
"Bella?"
"yes?"
"Why are you on my back?"
"Well duh, you're the pack mule."
Ok, not my best work, I know, but I needed to get that out of the way. Please comment and tell me what you want to transpire. I'd really like some constructive criticism.
Love and hugs
-Angel
