One Week Later
The infuriating girl was still crying!
Sat in exactly the same place, Bella Swan was doing just that. Tears cascaded down her cheeks as she sobbed quietly into her hands. Rosalie's face was filled with contempt - she had the urge to go over to the stupid girl and show her something to cry about - but no, she couldn't do that.
It was evident that Jacob Black had told her his decision. Rosalie had expected Bella to get over him fairly quickly - but a week had gone by, and Bella was still bawling her heart out, breaking Edward's heart in the process. Sometimes, Rosalie wondered why he loved her so much.
At this thought, Edward's head snapped up, his golden eyes hardening, turning solid black as he glared at his Vampire sister. Rosalie rolled her eyes, examining her flawless nails, eyes cast down.
Jeez, somebody's got something stuck up their ass. Is it sideways, Edward? Rose smirked, her eyes meeting Edward's. He let out a low growl, turning back towards his 'soul mate' and wishing he could comfort her.
Rosalie rolled her eyes.
First Beach was a very popular destination for tourists in La Push. Lots of teenaged girls hung around the beach, swimming, laughing, even just tanning. It was the ideal place to look for a possible girlfriend.
Jacob Black wandered down the surf, water splashing his feet occasionally, his eyes always cast upwards. He, of course, was searching for his special someone. Rosalie's words had really changed the young wolf, and it was definitely going to save him a lot of heartbreak.
"Excuse me?" a young girl's voice asked.
Jacob looked up, and the whole world suddenly changed around him.
No longer held by gravity, he stared into the chocolate brown eyes of the stranger before him, and everything inside him disconnected instantly, suddenly attracted towards the young girl before him. The dull ache in his chest from Bella was suddenly gone, and he smiled gleefully.
She was Quileute, with ebony hair cut into a sharp bob. Her eyes were chocolate brown, like Bella's, and her skin was dark russet. She smiled, her face open and friendly as she extended a hand.
"You looked a little lonely," she told Jacob. "My name's Vanessa, but everybody calls me Nessie."
Jacob grinned stupidly, shaking her hand back with enthusiasm as he stared at his true other half.
Nessie.