A/N: Really short chapter, lol. I've been so freaking busy these past few days / I'm going to California for a while (not sure how long, bought a one-way ticket) and so I've been packing and doing laundry and getting groceries for my husband (he really does not know how to cook when I'm away!) My apologies for the crap chapter, but as soon as I get to California and sink my teeth into a beautiful In-N-Out Double Double, Animal Style, I will have all the motivation needed to write an amazing Chapter Five! :) PROMISE!

"SURPRIIIIISE!" The sudden burst of people in the small Mexican restaurant shocked me. I jumped ten feet in the air, but smiled and relaxed when I saw all the familiar faces. Remind me to slaughter Jacob for doing this when we get home... I thought to myself before walking up to the table with all my anxious guests.

I stopped short when I saw a familiar, yet incredibly unexpected face. "Alice?", I asked incredulously, "what the heck are you doing here?" I was happy and confused.

She laughed, her voice as melodic as ever, before pulling me into a hug and whispering, "I saw that you were having a surprise party, so I figured I'd crash it."

I laughed too. I guess nothing got by Alice..

Halfway through my meal (and my third margarita) I'd noticed that Jacob's leg was bouncing uncontrollably. I rested my hand on it gently. It was weird to me, because I knew that Jacob only did that when he was nervous, scared, or seriously bored. And I didn't like any of those options.

He placed his scorching palm on top of the back of my hand, and I noticed it was slightly damp. So he was nervous or scared? I shook the thoughts out of my head and smiled at him before turning my attention back to my other guests. Charlie was talking to my manager Leina about fishing, a few of my classmates were talking about the Physiology exam coming up, and I had noticed that my coworker Josh was eyeing Alice lustfully. I chuckled to myself. Ohh, if only he knew...

The table grew suddenly quiet and I turned my head to the left, where Jacob had stood up from his chair. All eyes were on him, and so I figured mine should be too. But I couldn't help but look around the table. My eyes stopped at Charlie's face, plastered with the biggest shit eating grin I'd ever seen. That made me nervous. My eyes continued to scan the table, and stopped when a pair of glassy golden eyes met mine. Alice was trying to see. Or she saw something. Or maybe she saw nothing. Whatever it was, I knew her blank look in her eyes meant something was going on with her special abilities. And that made me even more nervous than Charlie's too-happy smile.

Jacob cleared his throat and turned to face me. I felt the heat in my cheeks and wanted to dump my margarita on my head to cool the burn in my face. He pulled my fiery hand into his and bent down on one knee. I gulped. Oh God, oh God, please, please don't tell me this is happening. He cleared his throat again before pulling a small, shiny ring from his pant pocket. Oh shit, ohh shit, please don't do this now!!

"Bella," he started, nearly choking on his words, "ever since that first day in La Push, on the beach, when you flirted shamelessly with me, I've been completely and utterly smitten with you." I winced at the intentions behind the shameless flirting. He ignored it and continued.

"But that puppy-dog crush that I had," Pun intended, I presume? I thought to myself, "That crush developed into something more, so much more. When our friendship started to develop, and we spent every single day together, I quickly realized that I was in love with you. And that the love was powerful, and everlasting. And then I went through a hard time in my life, and it was you I was able to confide in," I nodded, knowing he was talking about his 'transformation' to wolf-boy, and he continued, "and when I knew that you were the one person I could say anything to, it only deepened my feelings for you. And now, here we are, three years later, and I'm overwhelmingly in love with you. So I'd like to ask you, Bella, if you feel the same for me. Will you marry me, Isabella Swan?"

The whole crowd sighed and oohed and aawed, and I felt dizzy. Marriage. I gulped. I was way too young for marriage. And Jacob was even younger! Why did he have to do this now, in front of an audience? What the heck was he thinking? I nearly fainted when I realized what I had to say, what I had to do.

I took the ring, and rested it in his palm. His whole body grew stiff, his face stayed frozen.

"Jake," I whispered, hot tears forming in my eyes, "you know I love you, too. But I'm so sorry to do this to you. I can't, Jake. I'm not ready for marriage, not yet.."

The table was insanely quiet, and I blushed deeply realizing that all eyes were most certainly on me, as well as all ears. After a long minute, Jacob said nothing. I grabbed my purse from the table, threw thirty bucks cash down, and ran out of the restaurant. On the ride home, I almost had to pull over, my tears blurring my vision. But I made it home safely and trudged up the stairs to my apartment. All I wanted right now was some pajamas and some Ben & Jerry's. And a toilet; I was going to puke.