Teardrops on my Daddy's Piano:
Chapter title- Urgency
(8/18/09) A/N- chapter 3! Thanks for the Reviews!
I do not own the Twilight Saga
I sat on my bed, watching Alice. I had a towel wrapped around my body; my hair was wet and trailing droplets of water down my pale skin.
"This is cute . . ." Alice mumbled to herself, picking up a pink blouse. It was . . . cute?
Why do I even have . . . that?
I shook my head, overdramatically. "Fine, then . . ." Alice pouted, before searching through my clothes again.
Alice pulled a red, strapless dress off the hanger, showing it to me. It's beautiful but, not for school. I would need to wear a sweater with it, and with it being winter . . .
"It's beautiful-
She interrupted me. "I know . . ." Alice signed. "We need to go shopping . . ."
I winced at that. I do enjoy shopping. It's just sometimes, Alice goes overboard.
A few minutes went by; Alice found an outfit for me. Though, the white converses weren't her idea, she wanted me to wear flats with a small heel.
I was wearing a baby blue spaghetti strap shirt, a white sweater and light blue skinny jeans.
I was at my vanity now, opening my jewelry box and putting on diamond earrings.
Alice was downstairs now, where the rest of my family was. Alice and Jasper are in the same grade as me, Jake is too. Though, Jake looks more like a twenty-five year old who failed twelfth grade, a lot.
My mother, father, Rosalie and Emmet are in college. My father didn't like the idea of not being in the same school as me. However, he got over that fact.
I smiled at my appearance in my mirror. Alice wanted to put makeup on me, and style my hair. But, I refused. I didn't need it. My hair was dry and in perfect natural curls, which flowed down my back. I already looked as if I had blush on my cheeks, they were rosy red.
I signed before grabbing my book-bag and walking out my bedroom door to the kitchen.
"Hello, Renesmee." Esme happily greeted me, as I entered the kitchen.
The smells of chocolate pancakes filled the air. My favorite . . .
Jake was here. He was smiling and staring at me. He was sitting on a bench, a plate of pancakes on the counter top, a fork in his hand.
"Good morning," Jake whispered, his eyes following me as I walked towards him.
"Good morning, Jake," I gave him a quick peck on the cheek, before sitting in my seat next to him.
Esme already had another plate of pancakes at my seat; I grabbed my fork and began eating.
"Hello to you too, Esme," Remembering, I never said "Hello," back. Esme turned around, acknowledging me before going back to cleaning. I glanced around the kitchen. "Where's . . ." I trailed off. I was wondering where my parents were.
"Never mind," I mumbled. My parents were probably in the family room. Esme nodded, smiling. "Alright, dear, I'll be in the family room if you need me," then she was gone.
I pocked my fork into the pancakes, multiple times. "So . . . Ness do you want to go out after school is over . . ." Jake nervously said, while taking a bite of his pancake. He was nervous? Why would he been nervous . . . he's asking me out on a date . . . that still doesn't give him a reason to be . . .
A giggle escaped my mouth. He raised an eyebrow, amused by my giddiness.
I covered my mouth with my hand that wasn't holding onto my fork. A blush started to form on my cheeks, embarrass by my out burst.
"Jake, are you asking me out on a date, perhaps?" I made my voice emotionless, to drive him nuts. Now, he has the right to be nervous. Though, I wasn't exactly sure if he understood what I was saying since I was saying it into my hand.
He nodded, slowly. So, he did understand me. His expression was afraid; he thought I was going to say no.
I blissfully nodded, taking my hand off of my mouth. I was about to say something but, his lips captured mine for a kiss.
His hands cupped my face; I dropped my fork onto the counter, stunned by the sudden kiss.
He was always so forceful when he kisses me, urgent as if I was going disappear in a blink of an eye. I never understood why he was . . . was it because of the imprinting? It shouldn't be. Maybe, he just really, really loves me . . . ?
His lips overpowered mine, I gasped for air. I pulled his hands off of me, his face expressed, concern.
His hand went to touch my cheek again but, I stopped him from doing so.
I closed me eyes, thinking of an apology . . . ? Or better yet something to say to him.
"Nessie-
I interrupted him, finally thinking of something. "I'm going to go see where Alice is . . ." I opened my eyes to see his face only inches away from me. My eyes widen, instantly backing away from him.
His dark brown almost black eyes had so many emotions swirling inside of them that I had to turn my head to the direction of the hallway. His jet black hair was wet, now that I took a good look at him. It must be raining.
I signed, roughly exhaling out. I ran my fingers through my side bangs . . .
Then I got up and walked away; leaving my plate of food behind me and a sad Jake.
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