The next time I opened my eyes it was sunny outside and I could hear Jake and Esme in the kitchen. Esme was preparing breakfast for Jake, as she always did on Saturday's. I got out of my bed and saw that I was dressed in my blue and red polka-dotted PJ's but still had my camera shirt on. I got out of my bed and walked downstairs to find that Jake had already scarfed down a half a stack of pancakes and was onto the other half. I shook my head, rolling my eyes. He was such a pig. Sometimes I secretly wondered if he should phase into a pig and not a wolf. I laughed to myself and Esme and Jake now both had their eyes on me.
"Good morning sweetie." Esme said as she finished washing the dishes. She came over to me after drying her hands and gave me a hug. "Good morning. Umm, I was in my PJ's… who-"Before I could say anymore Esme cut me off. "Don't worry dear; it was me, not Carlisle." I sighed out of relief and right on queue Carlisle walked through the kitchen doorway, looking flustered. I assumed he heard what I had asked and was taken aback. I didn't think he had but I wanted to be sure. He quickly kissed Esme and was out the door. If I had human eyes there was no way I would have been able to see him. Esme chuckled and served Jake a plate of bacon and eggs. The only time they ever used the kitchen was if Jake was coming over, or if my friends were coming over.
"Hey shrimp." Jake said with a smirk. My head snapped in his direction and I glared. "I'm not in the mood for you today. What do you want?" I asked, annoyed, I was feeling awful today, headache and a sick stomach. "Ohh, nothing really, I just was gonna dare you to eat this juicy, fat, greasy piece of bacon…" He dangled the bacon in front of my face and I pushed him away, disgusted. "Jake, really. The adjectives you chose to describe that slice of bacon were horrible. If you want me to eat it, say things like yummy, scrumptious, and magnificent. Not greasy and fatty. Moron." I muttered the last part and got a look of disapproval from Esme. Jake looked at me and smiled deviously. "Bailey, I dare you to eat this 'magnificent, yummy, scrumptious' piece of bacon." He said mockingly. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the piece of bacon from his hands and shoved it into my mouth before Esme could stop me. I was feeling sick that morning and Jake knew it, but I would get him back. I smirked at him as I chewed and I knew he could see the look of disgust on my face. But wait, I could feel it coming back up my throat. Yes! My plan was working! As I felt it come up into my mouth I opened it and pointed it in Jake's direction, hurling all over him. Though I felt like crap for eating it, and then throwing it up, it was all worth it when I saw the look of disgust now clearly showing upon his face. "BAILEY! WHAT THE HECK!" He yelled at me and was stalking towards me. Esme pushed him aside and told me to go into the living room. I did as I was told because the look on Esme's face was far from amused. After about 20 minutes Esme and Jake came into the room. Jake was wearing some of Emmett's clothes which consisted of a G-Unit sweater and some baggy jeans. I couldn't help but laugh.
"Bailey. I want you to apologize to Jake for throwing up on him." She looked at me sternly and I groaned. "But he dared me!" Esme wasn't having any of this nonsense today. "I don't care, Bailey. You didn't have to eat it and then throw up on him!" I sighed in defeat and apologized to Jake. "Jake, I'm sorry you dared me to eat that piece of bacon even though I'm and I'm also sorry for your slow reflexes. How could you not have seen through my plan?!" I was laughing loudly now and had to sit on the couch so I wouldn't fall over. "Bailey. Gianna. Cullen. Apologize now." Esme looked furious so I decided to apologize for real this time. "Jake, I'm sorry." I mumbled. He ruffled my hair. "Awe its okay shrimp. I forgive ya." Ugh. Jake was so annoying!