Thank you so much for the wonderful reviews! This was supposed to be a one-shot but I am turning it into a mini-one-shot series. The one-shots will all relate to each other, sort of like a mini-story. I was going to attempt to write each one-shot from a different viewpoint, but that didn't turn out well. I think my strongest viewpoint is Leah's I relate to her more. So here is chapter two, hope you enjoy!
I do not own Twilight or the characters! I wish I owned Taylor Lautner (not in a possessive way lol), did ya'll see him in that tux at the Oscars, oh hot damn. My grandma even has the hots for him now. Ha ha! Ok enough of my rambling.
Being horny sucks major cow ass. Being horny with a whole pack of horny boys in your brain, priceless. So you have seen the ways that these guys practically ruin my life daily. Any girl would probably love to be in a pack of half naked boys any day, but I absolutely it. If they weren't talking about how much they wanted to bang Megan Fox, they would be comparing her body to mines. I in no way should be compared to Megan Fox, she had way more sex appeal. If you call short tangled jet black hair, short Soffe shorts, and a tank sexy, well you would be talking about me. And in my opinion you are crazy. Anyways, here I am sitting in my room, relaxing for a change. Ugh, why do they have to show these major, over exaggerated make-out scenes on daytime television? Why did the guy that this average looking girl was sucking lips with have to be so hot? I rolled my eyes and turned off the soft porn.
" Leah, do you have any more cookies n cream ice cream," I heard Seth call out behind my door. What did he mean any more ice cream? I know those little cunt licking crumb snatchers didn't eat my ice cream. Ahhh!
" What do you mean any more," I asked as I opened my door. I spotted my tub of cookies n cream ice cream on coffee table, empty. " Who the fuck ate my ice cream?" I walked into the living room and snatched up the empty container. Paul snickered and hid a wooden spoon behind his back. Embry and Quil covered their mouths while Jacob had a dumb expression on his face.
" Ok, somebody is about to die," I said taking a deep breath. " Who is the suspect." They all just sat silent. " Someone better step up or I'm swinging on the person that is closest to me." Paul just so happened to be the one right beside me. Good, I wanted to knock the living daylights out of him anyway.
" Don't even think about it Clearwater. I wasn't the only one, they all helped," Paul pointed to everyone around the room.
" But you have the biggest spoon you douche. You all are going to buy me some more ice cream. I didn't even get any," I said plopping on the couch.
" Are you wearing a bra," Quil asked me looking down at my boobs. I turned and glared at him, my look probably burning holes in his skin.
" Why do you ask," I asked through closed teeth.
" Your chest bounced really high when you plopped down like that," Quil replied. The room filled with annoying howls of laughter. I hit Quil across the face with a closed fist.
" Hey I was just wondering."
" Watch it Quil or my fist will be meeting your face," Seth warned.
" Why must you all always talk about my body? What if I told you that you had a small penis," I pointed at Paul that was licking the wooden spoon.
" Hey ask Rachel-"
" Paul this will be your dying day if you finish that sentence," Jacob warned. I smiled and noticed that Sam was gone.
" Where did Sam run off to," I asked Jacob
" Oh he ran home to see Emily. She called again," Jacob replied. Emily was calling Sam more and more when he was away from her. I don't know if she didn't like the idea of him being at my place or what, she would just keep calling and calling. What the imprint wants the imprint gets, so of course Sam went running to her side. He was never that way with me; if I called as many times as she did, he would stop answering. I wouldn't blame him though, there is nothing more annoying than a person that suffocates you.
" Wow, she just doesn't stop huh." I said.
" We are going to get you more ice cream," Embry said standing up.
" Don't get that off brand crap either, I want real oreos in my ice cream," I exclaimed. They all nodded and walked out the door, leaving me and Jacob alone.
" You must be so difficult all the time," Jacob said flipping the channel. He stopped on some action show with crappy acting.
" Well you ate my ice cream. I'm not difficult, I just have good taste," I said.
" Humph." I glared at Jacob and playfully punched his arm.
" You should have went with them. I would like to spend time alone sometimes," I said snatching the remote from Jacob.
" You know you would miss me terribly." Jacob snatched the remote back from me.
" You know it's my house and my television douche," I replied taking the remote back. I flipped to a soap opera, something with decent acting.
" I never understand why people kiss like that one TV. It's so fake looking, they don't even look passionate," Jacob said referring to the young couple swapping spit.
" I know and look he's not even a good kisser. He's practically sucking her face off."
" Shut up Clearwater, you act like you are the kissing expert."
" Oh so just grabbing people and kissing them is the right thing to do? And oh wait then you get punched in the face. Yep that's how you do it," I laughed.
" Trust me I'm a good kisser."
" Pleeease Jake, you have a lot to learn," I replied.
" You are acting like you have kissed me before or something."
" I don't have to in order to know how naïve your kisses are." Jacob glared at me.
" Just because I'm young doesn't mean anything."
" Yea wh-" My words were cut off by Jacob's lips. His lips were soft and the kiss was rough. What the hell, why am I kissing him back? We finally broke away from each other.
" Damn," I said turning back to the TV.
" That's an understatement," Jacob replied.
" We will act like that never happened." Jacob nodded his head and we went back to watching soap operas.
A little Blackwater action for you! I just had to throw that random kiss in there. I think if the books continued Jacob and Leah would have this type of relationship. One of those friendships where it is okay to do things like kiss (and never tell) even if he imprinted on Nessie. But I am not going to link them romantically in this story. Reviews are lovely! Thanks for reading!
