Yes, this one is a little shorter than usual, but I got the point made with a little LOL's here, too. Well, I hope you LOL. If not, go to the doctor, sit upside down on the table with the itchy paper, sing Barney, and watch Big Bang Theory. If you don't laugh then, well, you're a lost cause.....

I'm going to call Jacob. It's going to be great. I thought to myself as I sat, steamed, in Alice's pink and brown bedroom.

"Hello?" The person at the other end groggily answered.

"Hi. It's Bella."

"Oh, hey, I…didn't expect you to call. I thought it would be that whole, 'wait three days to make him more interested' kind of deal." Jacob softly chuckled as I heard him groan and sit up.

There's no way…"Were you sleeping?"

"Yeah, but it's no problem. Um…I don't mean to pry, but are you okay? You seem a little agitated." He treaded carefully, knowing by my voice my attitude wasn't in tip top shape.

"I'm fine," I lied, a little harsher than necessary.

"You don't want to talk about it," he stated to no one in particular.

I needed to talk to someone. Anyone. And he was captive. He brought this on himself…"Yeah, actually I do. You know what I hate?"

"Wh—"

I cut him off. The blood was rushing to every part of my head as I hung upside down off of Alice's bed. "I hate it when people are so…" I struggled for the right word, "Stupid!"

"Stupid?" he said and I knew a smile spread across his features.

"Yeah, stupid," I said defiantly.

"I hate those stupid people, too," he laughed out loud.

My eyes were beginning to feel the pressure of my inverted position, so I raised my head up. "How is that funny?" I resisted the urge to hang up on him. He hadn't changed. Personality wise that is. Looks were another story. Focus on hotness. Focus on hotness…

"You sound childish." He continued chuckling.

I remembered calling Edward the same name, and suddenly felt some remorse, feeling how much of an insult that was. But I told the truth. "How?" I screamed. It was entirely meant to be that loud in my mind, but it just came out like that. "Sorry, I," well, I can't say I wanted to scream in my head, "Sorry."

"It's fine. You hate it when people are stupid. That's understandable, but everyone isn't going to meet the Bella standards. People will get under your skin. That's how it works."

I felt chided by a father figure. "You sound like Charlie."

I could tell he felt he accomplished some breakthrough. "He's a smart man."

"Are you in trouble with the law or something?"

"No, I'm perfectly legal. It's just that people are stupid. I'm stupid. You're stupid. We're all a little stupid. You can't get so worked up about it."

"I'm not worked up," I said before I could think about my honesty.

"You're stupid."

"Am not," I defended.

"Do you even know what stupid means?" he asked.

According to Webster, it was the definition of Edward, but I couldn't say that. "Yes."

"What?"

Edward. "It's when someone is…"

"You can't use the word," he instructed.

I was glad he couldn't see me trying to Google "stupid." It's a simple word. None of the definitions were what I wanted to see. "It's…you know, when someone is…"

"Dull, boring, uninteresting, foolish. Yeah, I know you Googled it."

"Did not."

"I heard you typing."

Crap. "Okay," I exaggerated, trying to make it seem I was lying. Reverse psychology. Yeah, that'll work.

"Stupid means…someone that doesn't agree with you. Someone who has different methods or reasons than you do. Someone you don't get. They do things differently. Yeah, maybe you think they should do the same things you do, so you subconsciously call them stupid."

That was mean. I'm not mean. Mean people call people stupid.

I got it…"I have to go."

"Now?"

"Yes now."

"Why?"

"I just do."

"But—"

"Bye, Jake. I'll call you later."

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