Kina Grannis - The fire

You let the fire out, and it's right in front of me
You let the fire out, and it's right in front of me

You stood tall the fire began to let out,
I trusted you'd refrain and keep closed your mouth

You let the fire out, and it's right in front of me
You let the fire out, and it's right in front of me

Words crashing through the flames smoke spreading far
And I thought we'd remain free from it's harm

You let the fire out, and it's right in front of me
You let the fire out, and it's right in front of me

Will we burn
Will we burn
From the fire will we learn,
To be mindful and keep away from the words that ignite the flame
Our words will ignite the flame

You let the fire out, and it's right in front of me
You let the fire out, and it's right in front of me
You let the fire out, and it's right in front of me
You let the fire out, and it's right in front of me
Right in front of me
Face it don't turn around, there's no running from the heat

Anna's POV:

I woke up early the next day, blinking I sat up in the bed and looked around. The little room felt so big with the gaping empty bed that were across the room and I could feel a knot in my stomach.

Wow, he wasn't home yet?

Wait! Maybe he has a girlfriend?

Of course he has a girlfriend! Did you not SEE him?

How stupid I felt now, obviously he was to horny to even recognise me standing there right in front of the door as he was off, getting laid. Maybe he didn't want my whole aura to ruin his boner.

What a douche bag!

Remember that this is only your own stupid theories.

My own stupid theories that are probably correct. Boning some chick is more important than saying hello to your new freaking stepsister?

Now I was mad, it all seemed to fit into place in my crazy mind and the thought got me upset. Was I jealous?

No-no, you can't be jealous. Remember, you don't know him! You don't even know what his voice sounds like!

Oh god, what if it's very nasal and high pitched?

Serves him right.

The thought of him with that voice made me laugh out loud as I was on my way to the kitchen but then I completely froze when I heard a completely different voice than I had just imagined.

"Morning."

He just sat there so casually by the kitchen table, eating cereal out of a fruit bowl. It looked as if he had fit one or two whole boxes of cereal in there and probably a whole jug of milk.

Cereals had been muffling his voice but it was still one of the sexiest voices I've heard. Then he swallowed and flashed me an infectious grin.

I had totally forgot that he was THAT gorgeous!

So had I..

Wait, you do know that you and I, that we are.. you know? The same.

Yes, yes I'm not going crazy. Not yet anyway, but look.

So big that he takes up half the damn kitchen, I'd say. Steroids?

Yup, think so.

Why couldn't he have a weird voice? It'd make it so much easier to not focus on his..hotness.

"Hi, did you have a fuck.. I mean a fun night?"

What did you just say? What in tarnation was that?

'Tarnation'? Really?

'Have a fuck night'? Really?

Touché.

He looked at me, narrowing his eyes slightly as if he didn't quite understand my question.

"Fun is far from it," he said and chuckled as he shook his head and looked away, it seemed as if he didn't enjoy the subject of yesterday.

"Magical, wonderful or sexy might work a bit better for you maybe?"

Anna, what the fuck? Bitter much? Are you TRYING to create an awkward mood?

Now he looked utterly confused.

"Try lonely, confusing and tiring," he countered me and then I could see the dark rings underneath his eyes as he looked at me again. I felt a wave of shame wash over me. Maybe he had some issues? He could've had a very long, hard night and here I came along, some stranger with accusations, ruining his mood even more.

"I'm so sorry," I said softly as I blushed.

"Don't apologise," he said and pulled out a chair for me next to him. "Breakfast? There are still some cereal left." He chuckled and shook the box of cereal to prove that it scrambled inside.

"Yes," I smiled towards him as I took a bowl and sat down next to him, "I'd love some."

His eyes followed me as I moved around and once I sat down he grinned widely towards me and poured up the cereal.

"Would you like to come with me today? I'm heading over to the beach, I could show you around this place if you'd like?"

I decided not to ask anymore about yesterday, it had clearly all been in my head and it seemed to bother him a lot when I brought it up. He seemed to really want to get to know me as well so it couldn't have had something with me to do anyway.

"Of course I do." Going with him to the beach? Just me and him? Oh God, what would I ware? Why was I getting nervous? This wasn't a date, it was.. I didn't know what it was but it sure as hell wasn't a date. I wanted it to be a date. Why couldn't it be? Why did we have to meet like this?

I took a bite as I looked over at him, his brown eyes met mine. He looked so innocent, so pure as the morning sun shown in on him through the window next to the table. His hair was a complete hot mess and he had pulled on a red, plaid dress-shirt over a black tank-top and the same loose fitting jeans from yesterday.

"Looks like we are getting a sunny day for once. It only happens once in a blue moon here in Forks so we should soak it in while we can," he said happily and drank up the last of his milk from the bowl. It had turned purple from all the sugary, flakes he had had soaking in there earlier.

The sun thing worried me. No sun? The entire summer? Freezing was one of my biggest pet peeves. And was he really talking to me about the weather?

"Not such a smooth talker, eh?" I arched a brow.

He laughed softly and shook his head,

"No, I don't seem to have that luck around you."

"But around everyone else you're like a risen Shakespeare?"

Now his laugh got louder and he looked at me in a very peculiar way, as if he truly admired my whole being. I had to look away so that I wouldn't blush too hard and faint.

"You're funny," he said once his laugh had faded. One of the most melodic laughs I had ever heard.

"Funny how? Funny like I'm a clown? I amuse you?" I said, waving my hands as if I were in the Italian mafia or something.

Anna! Seriously, did you just become Italian? What's the matter with you?

What? What?! That was a spot on Joe Pesci impression, and you know it!

"Oh. You like Goodfellas? That's one of my favourite movies!" Jacob exclaimed and his whole face lit up.

See, he gets it!

Well, that's a relief. Someone who finally appreciate your extremely odd sense of humor. I mean I don't, you know? But what can you do?

"Of course I do, it's a classic, come on. 'Never rat on yor friends, and always keep your mouth shut!'" I let out a giggle as I quoted Robert De Niro from the same movie but he didn't laugh anymore.

Now he was the one who turned his face away. Something about what I said had affected him, I could tell.

"Is something wrong? Did I.."

"No, it's just.. It's very complicated but I'll explain it all in time, I promise." The seriousness in his voice took me by surprise. Maybe this DID have something to do with me after all. Why did he have to be so freaking mysterious? Alright it does give off a sexy vibe, but come on! Why did he have to say that now? Couldn't he have waited until he actually could give me some facts? Couldn't he just have kept his mouth shut?

Thanks for the love and appreciation, here is yet another update which I hope you'll like! Jake is trying to act all cool but will he be able to keep that up around Anna? As you might've noticed I've added some music now as well that I hope will set your mood! :D