A sigh, that sounded a lot like my mother, trailed off and turned into a song tune I didn't recognize. I swear I heard my mother skip into the back door.

"It's hot here, "Jake complained.

I looked over at him. He was already sweating. "Sorry," I apologized. "I didn't think about that."

We rushed into the house and set our belongings down on the couch. The living room was the first room in the house. It had a cheery sky blue carpet and white walls. I appreciated the air conditioner.

"Bella! I've missed you so much! I'm so glad you're here! "Renee gushed. I walked over to her and bear hugged her. She pulled back to look at me. "You haven't changed much. Who's the boy?"

"That's Jacob. He's my best bud, so I decided to bring him along." I smiled at Jake. He answered me with my smile.

He stuck his handout to Renee. "It's nice to meet you Renee. I've heard a lot about you. I'm Jacob Black."

She took his hand and shook it. Her eyes flicked to his hand. "It's so warm, "she blurted. Her cheeks turned pink.

Jake kept the smile on his face. "It's a Quileute thing." He pulled his hand away.

Mom's eyes trailed down Jake's long body. I could already see a question in her eyes before she spoke. "How old are you Jacob? "She asked.

"Sixteen. Height is another quality in Quileute men." Jake smiled a little bit.

"OH," Renee said. She obviously knew normal sixteen-year-old boys were not that tall. Jacob looked uncomfortable.

"Mom, how many guest rooms do you have?" I briskly asked.

"One. That'll be a problem. The house only has two bedrooms." Her eyes looked faraway, in thought.

"I can sleep on the couch," Jacob offered.
"But the couch is small, like me. You should be in the bedroom," I said.

"Yes, but I'm the extra," Jacob retorted.

"I don't see you as an extra," I countered.

"Do we really need all the arguing?" Renee cut in before Jake could say anything.

"Fine you get the couch. Are you happy?" I said.

"Yes." He smiled.

I went to my room and dumped all my stuff on the floor. There was a bathroom connected to the room. I quickly changed into my sweats and shirt. It was late and around the time I usually go to bed. I flitted into the living room and sat on Jake's make-shift bed. Jacob was talking to Renee in the kitchen.

"Bella got busted for riding motorcycles. Really? Charlie's really strict about them," I heard Renee say.

"Yeah. I was the lucky one. He can't ground me and Billy's really easy going." Jacob had a smile in his voice.

I went into the kitchen to join the conversation. "Jake caused it. He totally completely betrayed me. All because I wouldn't go out with him." I looked at him. "You still owe me."

"No I don't. I came here with you. This is my favor."

"Do you two fight all the time?" Renee asked.

"Mostly," both Jake and I said at the same time.

"I'm going to bed," I announced.

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