Here is Chapter 4! Hopefully I did well on it. And thank you Kady4, vampiregirl1654,obsessedwithedward, and sunnyshinybaby for reviewing. And keep the reviews coming guys, I love to hear what you think!
"The best part of life is when your family becomes your friends, and your friends become your family."
Quote by: Danica Whitfield
Bella POV
I pulled into the driveway of Alice's and Jasper's house. Emmett's Jeep was already there so it was safe to say him, Rosalie, and their daughter Nikki were already here. I got out of my car and walked up to the porch. Alice's house was like my second home so I didn't knock. I just walked in and yelled "I'm here," to announce my presence.
"Aunty Belly!" Tyler cried excitedly when he saw me enter. He ran up to me and hugged my leg tightly before I could respond. I laughed as I ruffled his wavy blond hair.
"Hey there, Tyler." I smiled, amused by his greeting. Even though I wasn't technically his aunt, he still addressed me as one. I had a suspicion that Emmett told him and Nikki to call me Aunt Belly instead of Bella. Of course, he never admitted it.
Next to greet me was Nikki (Nicole), Emmett's and Rosalie's daughter. She and Tyler looked a lot of like. Many people mistake them for siblings instead of cousins since they both have blonde, wavy hair and bright, blue eyes.
Usually the kids join us on Family Nights unless we are watching an inappropriate movie. If that's the case, Charlie babysits them. They adore Charlie as Charlie adores them so it's not a problem. Tyler, a history buff like his father, loves to listen to Charlie's stories. Nikki, however, loves to watch basketball, football, or baseball on TV with him. She takes after her dad and grandpa in that department. Nikki is very tomboyish. She even told Alice that she didn't like to shop. You should have seen Alice's face when she heard that.
As I put Tyler down, I felt someone lift me up. And that someone was my dear brother.
"Bella!" Emmett greeted me, squeezing me into one of his famous bear hugs.
"Hey, Emmett, nice to see you, too," I said between big gulps of air. And it was. I loved Emmett; he was my big personal teddy bear. He had dark, curly hair and bright, brown eyes that always either held mischief or amusement. He is very muscular; when people first see him they are naturally intimidated. But if you get to know him you soon find out that he is a big softie at heart.
"Emmett, put the girl down. Can't you see she can barely breathe?" Rosalie demanded, appearing next to him. Rosalie was Emmett's wife and Jasper's little sister. She is gorgeous; the type of person who can just walk into a room and make every occupant's self-esteem drop severely. Rosalie has honey blonde hair and twinkling violet eyes. She is also the only one who can keep Emmett under control. Rose is stubborn, tough, and independent. She's fiercely loyal and will protect any one she loves. You can't help but to love her.
"Sorry, Bells," Emmett apologized cheerfully, dropping me so that my feet were planted firmly on the ground once again. "Guess I don't know my own strength," he joked, flexing his well-defined muscles.
I rolled my eyes at him and soon after I received hugs from Alice and Jasper we all agreed to play Go Fish. Everyone played except for Nikki, Alice, and Rose. Rose and Alice were talking about fashion and whatnot while Nikki chose to sit on Emmett's lap.
"Uncle Emmy, do you have any fours?" Tyler asked. I got Emmett back for the whole Aunty Belly incident by making Tyler call him Uncle Emmy.
"Go fish," Emmett replied easily.
"But, Daddy, you have a four right there," Nikki cried, pointing at a card in Emmett's hand.
"Uncle Emmy?" Tyler's blue eyes widened in shock and amazement at the fact that his strong uncle could ever do something bad such as lying. Jasper and I stayed silent, trying to hold back our laughter.
"I d-don't have a four," Emmett lied.
"Emmett, don't lie in front of the kids. For whatever reason, they look up to you," Rosalie scolded from the couch.
"I'm not lying," Emmett insisted sternly, his brown eyes serious. Everyone looked at him dubiously.
"Wait! Did you say four?" Emmett asked in a feigned surprised tone. "I thought you said five. Well, of course, I have a four!" No one believed him.
"Emmett, just admit you cheated," I said, getting tired of this argument.
"I didn't," Emmett stated stubbornly.
"It doesn't matter you guys," Jasper said, always the peacemaker.
"Yeah. Let's just watch Finding Nemo." Alice jumped in, trying to change the subject.
At the mention of Finding Nemo Tyler and Nikki jumped up excitingly and screamed "Yes!" while high fiving each other.
So we all ended up in the couch watching the movie. I personally love Finding Nemo, but Emmett, Jasper, Rosalie, and Alice didn't look entertained. Even when Dori kept forgetting what Marlin's name was they didn't laugh but instead looked grave.
Eventually, during the movie, I fell into a deep slumber. The last thing I remember before allowing sleep to overtake me was that I had to remember to tell Alice and Rosalie that I had a date tomorrow!
The Next Day
A bright light woke me up. I allowed my eyes to adjust to the light before fully opening them. I looked around to pinpoint where the illumination was coming from. It turns out the brightness was from the sun shining down through the huge window, signaling a new day. Wait! There were two things wrong with that sentence. First off, it was never sunny in Forks. Secondly, and more importantly, there is no huge window in my room. I looked around the room, confused and still half asleep. It didn't take me long to realize that I, indeed, was not in my room, but in Alice's and Jasper's living room. How did I get here? Before I could search my mind for answers, Jasper walked in.
He smiled at me. "Good morning, Bella," Jasper greeted me.
"Morning," I replied back, rubbing my eyes groggily. "Hey, um Jasper, how did I end up sleeping here?" I questioned, feeling stupid for asking.
"Don't you remember Bella?" Jasper asked. He didn't give me time to answer his question, however, but continued like he already knew the answer. "You came over last night and Tyler begged you to watch Finding Nemo with him. You fell asleep halfway, but Alice didn't want us to wake you up," Jasper continued easily. That seemed realistic; the only problem was that I didn't understand why I was not recalling any of this. But I let it go, thinking that I'll probably remember it sometime later today
"Right, so do you want me to cook up some breakfast?" I questioned.
"If you want to, but knowing you, you probably do." Jasper smiled knowingly at me, his blue eyes filled with warmth.
I grinned back. It was true, I loved cooking. "Do you want waffles or pancakes?" I asked, getting up from the couch I had slept in.
"Pancakes," he said like it was the most obvious choice. I prefer waffles, personally, but hey, it was his kitchen.
So I made pancakes. As I finished my last batch, Tyler ran in.
"Aunty Belly!" Tyler yelled.
"Tyler!" I yelled back as I hugged him tightly.
"How are you this sunny morning?" I asked, pulling away.
"Goodio, how about you?" He's so polite; he probably gets it from Jasper.
"I'm fine," I replied. I wasn't going to tell him that that I didn't remember a thing that supposedly happened last night. "Now what do you want? I have blueberry, banana, plain, chocolate chip, and cinnamon pancakes."
"May I have chocolate chip, please?" Tyler asked, looking at the brown pancakes ravenously.
"Yes, you may." I replied easily, turning around to grab a plate from him.
I served Tyler and later Alice and Jasper came in and ate their share. After eating myself I left for the bookstore.
Soon I arrived and got myself situated at my regular spot. A big comfy chair, which is right in front of the window. Every Sunday morning I come to this bookstore to read or sketch. Yes, I took a drawing class in high school and now I love to sketch people, places, and objects just for fun. I think I suck, but Alice, the only one who has seen my drawings—she looked at it while I was in the shower—said I was really good. If I'm not drawing, I'm reading. All in all, I could spend hours in here without getting bored. And that is exactly what I did. At about 2:30, an hour and a half after I arrived, my cell phone blared. I blushed a deep red, remembering that I was at a bookstore. I mouthed sorry to the people around me, who, might I add, were glaring rather rudely. I considered just hitting the ignore button, especially when I saw Emmet's name flashing on the screen, but at the last second I answered his call.
"What?" I hissed quietly, annoyed.
"Hey, Bells." Emmett's voice came through the phone.
"Emmett," I greeted shortly.
"Listen, um," he cleared his throat, "can you babysit Nicky and Tyler for me?" Emmett questioned.
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "I thought you were supposed to babysit them." Alice and Jasper have been planning on going to dinner today and asked Emmett if he could babysit Tyler for them a few days ago. Emmett had agreed.
"I was but then I realized that I already made plans with Rosalie. So I need someone to look after them for me. And since you're sooo sweet, giving, selfless, amaz—"
"Emmett, I'll do it. Don't worry," I interrupted his rant, knowing he could continue sucking up forever.
"Great! Can I drop them off at three?"
"Make it four and you have a deal."
"Alrighty then, and thanks Bella!"
As planned, at 4 o'clock the doorbell rang. I answered quickly and was greeted by a bear hug from Emmett. Nikki and Tyler ran in and situated themselves in front of Charlie's TV with a quick "hi" behind their shoulders.
"Thanks for doing this, Bella," Rosalie said after Emmett put me down.
"It's no problem." I replied honestly. I really did love both Nikki and Tyler and babysitting them was not a chore for me. "Now, come in, you don't have to leave right this second," I held the door wide open and gestured for them to come in. Emmett didn't need to be told twice. He ran in and also got in front of the TV. Rosalie and I followed at a more reasonable pace. But as soon as I made a move to sit the doorbell rang again.
"I wonder who that is," I wondered out loud. Once again, I answered the door. On the other side of the door there stood a very attractive man. He had untidy bronze colored hair and bright emerald eyes. I stared at him, dazed for a few moments before I realized he was also staring right back at me. I blushed at being caught ogling this stranger. Then I noticed he had daffodils in his hands.
Wow. He is one hot delivery man. But I wonder who sent me flowers.
Oh no, I hope it wasn't from Mike. Mike Newton has always liked me and has been trying to get me to go out with him for ten years now. He cannot get a clue. But wait—the flowers couldn't be from Mike. How would he know I loved Daffodils? Hmm, they are probably from Jacob or Seth; two friends of mine who lived down in La Push.
As I contemplated, the hot delivery man was staring strangely at me. I blushed, realizing he probably wanted me to take the dang flowers already so he could leave. So I grabbed the bouquet of flowers from his extended hand.
"Daffodils are my favorite," I commented while sniffing them. I don't know why I said that, but for some reason I wanted to start a conversion with this guy.
"I know," he replied. I became puzzled. How did he know? He must have seen the confusion on my face, because he continued."You told me yesterday, at Jasper's house," he prompted. Okay, I know I don't remember last night that well, but come on! I think I would remember a face like his.
"I'm sorry, you must have me confused me for someone else," I said. Yeah, that was it. I mean, there are lots of Jasper's in the world and tons of people who have plain brown hair and brown-eyes. "I have never met you in my life," I continued. The man looked lost and confused. But that quickly turned into anger and hurt.
"If you don't want to go out with me that's fine," he said in a pained voice. He didn't sound like he meant a thing he said. "You don't have to pretend you don't know me just to get rid of me."
Seriously is this guy a psycho-path or something? Are all the cute guys either taken or mentally unstable? Or is it just me?
"Look, I don't know who you are," I replied slowly, hoping it would sink in and he would leave.
"Really," he said disbelievingly. "Then tell me how I know that you live with your dad, your favorite book is Wuthering Heights, you have a brother, and that your favorite color is green," he challenged, his tone getting angrier by the second.
"Ha! My favorite color is not green, it's brown." Take that Mr. Know-it-all! Though there was no need to mention I had considered changing it to green once I gazed into his bright green eyes. Wait, how did he know all these things about me?
Oh My God!
"Emmett, help! There is a STALKER at the door!" I shrieked. Okay, Bella, remember what you learned in Karate class. Oh crap! I didn't learn anything. When I walked into the door of the classroom, I kinda fell and hit my head on the tiled floor. I had to get stitches. Safe to say I never went back there again.
Ugh, this is no time to be reminiscing, Bella! I chided myself mentally.
Thank god I heard Emmett's footsteps getting closer and closer to me. I almost had a panic attack, but I don't have to worry anymore. Emmett will save me. He always does.
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Until Next Time,
Valgal95
