RENESMEE
I wander through the woods. It starts lightly snowing and my bare feet are freezing, but I keep walking. I just crashed Alice's perfect yellow Porsche. Everyone told me it was no big deal, but I still felt really bad. I'd gone to my room, and after they'd all finally left me alone, I went through my window and into the woods for my own pity party.
I reach my favorite place. It's a small clearing with a small creek running through the middle, rocks the size of a Jeep surrounding it. I climb on top of the biggest rock and pull my knees up to my chest. I focus on the calming sound of the running water and watch the snowflakes get carried away down the creek bed. I shiver a bit, but clench my teeth to keep them from chattering. Probably if I stay perfectly still, it'll keep them from finding me, at least for a while.
"Hey."
I spin around to see Jacob. His bare chest is a big contrast to the stark white snowy back drop. I can't help but take a second to just stare at him.
"I'm not in the mood to talk right now." I say, turning back around.
"Okay." He sits beside me. I feel myself warming up just by being near him. Shivers still shake my body though, and he must've noticed, because he scoots closer and wraps an arm around my waist. I want to struggle a bit, to plead my case, but it's irresistible. I lean into his warmth and he drops a kiss on my head.
"So I hear you wrecked Alice's Porsche." He flashes a wry grin. I groan and drop my head into my hands.
"Don't remind me.:
"Hey, its no big deal. It's not like they can't just buy another one." He sounds a little confused, but I still don't look at him. "Really Nessie."
"I know that, I know! But still! I feel so bad! She loved that perfect little car." My voice is muffled a bit. Another shiver runs down my spine, and he pulls me a little closer.
"You don't even have a jacket on, you dork!" He nuzzles my hair, pulling me into his lap.
"Stop trying to make me feel better." I mumble.
"You want me to just leave you to wallow in misery forever?" He asks, jostling me a bit on his laps.
"Yes." I grumble.
"That's no fun." I can picture the playful sour look on his face without even looking up.
He stands up abruptly, and I find myself nestled against his chest. He bounces up and down, bumping me around. I hide my face in his shoulder, so he can't see my almost smile. "Quit it!" I argue.
He jumps off the rock and sets me on a smaller and bolts of into the trees. I cross my arms and glare after him.
Minute later, he comes galloping back as a wolf. He wags his tail and pants like a little puppy who wants to play. He bounces around, flinging snow everywhere. Some snow covers his snout and he crosses his eyes to look at it, before shaking his head violently.
I can't hold it anymore.
My giggles echo through the quiet glade, and his dog face splits into a weird grin as he flings more snow around. Then he lowers himself like he's going to pounce, and launches ten pounds of snow at me. I land on my butt, almost covered in snow. "Oh no you didn't!" I yell, standing up and throwing and enormous snowball at him. It hits him square in the snout, and for a second, he just looks stunned. Then a playful growl rumbles in his chest as he crouches again before leaping and showering me in snow.
He bolts into the woods to escape my wrath, and I chase after him.