Uhm, this is my first story, so its probably going to suck... Anyway, just review so I know how I'm doing...
Anyway, im in the middle of yet another lousy day in this poor excuse of a life.
"Jacob, you lazy git, get your arse over here and sit with me," yelled Emmett from the other side of the cafeteria. This resulted in Jasper giving him the glare of death.
"Why did you call the jerkwad here??"
"What did you call Jacob? He isn't a jerkwad, and he's my friend," retorted Emmet in his shut-up-and-leave-me-alone voice.
"Here we go again," I muttered under my breath, as I unwillingly made his way to Emmett's table, which was full of love-struck girls, again. Just like yesterday, and the day before, and the day before, and--
"Move over, Rosalie," he said to a pesky blonde beside him, "Jacob sitting beside me." She moved unwillingly and I sat beside Emmett.
"So," Emmett started, "how's life?"
"Same old," I said, picking at my food, "same old."
"Any girls you like?" he asked, nudging me repeatedly like a giddy little girl.
'No, just the same as yesterday, and the day before, and the--'
"He-llo! Earth to Jacob, answer the question!"
"Huh? Oh yeah, sorry about that. Uh, no. How 'bout you?" I countered.
"Oh me? Uh... Hey! What are YOU looking at??" he shouted at the girls who were now listening intently.
"Nothing," Rosalie mumbled, returning to their, ugh, salads.
"Good. Now where was I? Oh yeah. So what did you eat for lunch, Jacob?" I stared at him like he just lost his mind.
"We are eating lunch."
"We are? Oh yeah, yeah we are. I was talking about breakfast. Yes, breakfast, that's the word."
'It's gonna be another looong day...' I sighed inwardly.
