The Star crossed Hilarity

Jacob Black stared at the laughing Juliet Capulet-I mean Edward Cullen. He seemed to drive insanely fast to arrive there. Given the not long car ride (Alice drove at a human speed to not frighten him) but he couldn't shake off the feeling that something was out of place, and it wasn't for men to be insanely beautiful, especially this stranger. Then again, he badly wished that he had never went to the play, even though perfectly acted.

Bella smiled, tinted a light pink. Although it wasn't so uplifting anymore. A little tedious, and something guilty inside nagged at his thoughts. As if it was a crime to fall in love with your best friend's crush. He uneventfully followed the rebuffed backs of Jasper and Emmett, brawny and Romeo. If they were angry they could have said so. We seemed to be-by popular vote, eating with the elusive Cullen's. Bella didn't gossip, her and Alice were quite good friends.

His thoughts cut off as things gradually got sharper, his mind reeled, adjusting to the change. On que, his senses heightened. Once a dull hunger, grew to the point as if he hadn't eaten in days. His hearing skyrocketed, hearing things I couldn't hear before.

'Why do we have to invite the human and werewolf?' he picked up the smooth voice of Emmett.

'He hasn't evolved yet . We can tolerate him until then.' Jasper muttered.

'He can hear what your saying.' Edward whispered strained.

It sounded like rubbish, he couldn't decipher what they meant. What was that an insult, being sarcastic? It sounded genuine, and it didn't appear to be an inside joke if the Quilette could hear it. His felt a current temperature of heat run over my skin. He didn't recall having this kind of reaction to irritation.

'So stop insulting him. He's not a werewolf' Edward seemed to add hastily. He quickly relaxed. His skin still felt hot on the outside. Was he blushing. Bella's shoelace caught a pebble and sharp branch, she stumbled before Emmett, and I caught her arm reflexively. I would usually would laugh at her if I would help her in previous of that. She widened her eyes, her face cute but lacked appeal.

Edward laughed. I looked in his direction to glare, but almost caught my breathe. I had crushed before, my heart swell in surprise to newfound affection. Everything within me became new. I invited it, wanting badly to ditch my jacket. It was a sweltering thing. Ignoring the option of being sick, I pulled it off. Edward stopped his humorous laughing, it became nervous from my glare/fond look after I averted my makeshift glare.

I tasted hormones and doubt. It wasn't authentic. He felt more, and could feel he wasn't in denial but so oddly tempting. Even with the new senses I didn't register that we were at the dinner table, or that the doctor and his wife smiled and greeted me until I was standing before an exquisite chair. Bella's lighter brown eyes stared sarcastically in mine, I caught the hint to clumsily fold myself to sit on the fine seating. Conveniently I sat across from my newfound crush. My thoughts scrambled into a mess, so I concentrated on the dark blue fine patterns. In my peripheral vision, I saw a tight unpleasant smile on his lips. Did his family dislike my presence that much.

'No. No they don't. Don't take it like that, it's unjust.' I caught, the whisper of his voice, beautiful and clearly Edwards'. I barely had time to react as my head came up, forming a reply with the quirk of my lips-but food was set in front of me, and I remembered my stomach.

Bella stared at me in her peripheral vision with the slightest roll of her eyes if I hadn't heightened my senses and we weren't in the obscenely rich house of the Cullen's. I faintly wished I was being more polite, forced cause I never usually pigged out at the 18th century mannered family. Edward chuckled quietly. Bella didn't seem to notice it, so it was just me. The plate of food once full, was empty. I looked up embarrassingly to see the children of polite parents literally play with their food, as if expensive cuisine didn't fascinate them. Edward picked up a rotini, dirtying his hands with sauce, ruining it between perfect fingers. I imagined something-it wasn't dirty at first, but sent shivers down my back.

I was trying to piece it together, no food,beautiful,smart,rich. These things people work their whole lives for, and they obtained it within a century, I imagined the gold eyes of Edward, staring down at his prey with a sexy predatory stare, biting down at what seemed an appetizing neck the image changed based on nightmares. When my mother died, I believed it was vampires at first. The image did get down and dirty almost immediately.

When I mean down, I mean somewhere uncomfortable,sweaty, and being pulled. When I mean dirty I mean being pulled, it would result in pleasure-and guess who was doing it! Damn hormones! I hit my head on the table, but the plate got in the way and my head made a huge crack on it. I looked up feebly and apologetic. Gold eyes held humor as Edward bit into the grainy pasta like delight. I blushed, madly so. Alice looked at me strangely, Emmett cracked a tight smile, Jasper was turned away, I could hear his resonating laugh that no many could pick up. The blond woman-(could've played Juliet, would save me one less person to being me out of the closet)-Rosalie looked at me with indiscreet distaste at my action of non gentry, Carlisle and Esme shared a look with Alice, and they were usually knowing.

'Ow.' The family as well as Bella laughed in impulse, merry and gay with the turn of events. Isn't homosexuality a big word?

Despite the eyes, I couldn't catch the speed of Alice as she had taken my plate. She danced gracefully to me with a humorous quirked mouth. I couldn't help but smile back.

"You can leave you know, or hang out with lamo Ed there." I blinked in confusion.

"Edward?" I nodded very noticeably and Bella smiled again. We both got up and I looked to Bella, she chatted idly with Alice and I nudged her, she waved me off with a smile. I was beyond guilty now, she wasn't aware what I might do...as if my guilt showed, she smiled a little fakely to encourage me, I hated her for it but smiled back as I followed the bronze god up the winding stairs.

"Get along' she whispered. I blushed, taking it the other way.

He didn't bother introducing rooms-I found that strange, he seemed the 'polite-suck-up' type, but I was mostly wrong about those things. Like Alice, he was fast and beautiful in a way I never could be. There was a hard expression on his face I couldn't decipher, but it was furtive. Anticipation recoiled in my stomach, what if he wasn't what Bella thought he was? What if he was thinking of fighting Jacob right this moment?

'My room' he muttered. I prepared myself for whatever mental or physical onslaught there was to come. Why was I disliked so much? He kicked the door open , and I thought I saw a white nearly invisible crack form on the white drywall door. I saw him flinch, probably in pain from doing that. As I prepared, my body felt hot, a little hotter as the atmosphere grew thicker.

"It's killing me." he confessed agonizingly. The heat started to evaporate as I grew confused.

"Pardon?" Edward had turned away, his back to me. I realized he had no bed, with millions of rows of CD's. I found that odd. Must have rooms to spare.

"No, I don't." It felt like gibberish to me. What was he answering?

"You. It's killing me because you don't know what we are and you're taking advantage of that." I pondered the plural. I was fitting the early imagination plus the superstitious tales my father told me.

"When you mean 'we'..." I couldn't finish, there were other tales but I didn't want to acknowledge it.

"In this case, I mean you and I, but putting it that way-my whole coven versus your pack." he spoke so bluntly. I felt my face drain and my face hot, my mind scape swam with my acquired knowledge....Why else had he answered my thoughts? The reason he'd been laughing-at my expense.

"You bastard." was all I could speak. He showed his face now, entirely hurt, begging for forgiveness. I steeled myself to bitter thoughts.

"Is that why you keep Bella around? Is that why you tolerate me?" Something shattered within me, I hope he heard it.

"No."

"Why Then?! Why does a sicko like you have to plague my mind?!-" My voice started to raise, and I knew that they would be able to hear me.

"I don't know! In these past two days, I didn't know what would happen. Now all I worry about is you. When you look at me-I don't know, something shifted! I knew who you were, what you would become-why it was so wrong, but when you can live forever, what can you live for Jacob Black?"

My throat got thick. Whatever smart rich insult I had thought of dissipated, but how would I know that he wasn't lying? My mind was my safe haven, and he could invade it and tell me what I wanted to hear.

He stepped to me, I hadn't realized our arguing distance, my face burned. He pressed lips to mine, and it was rude to stare, but I got lost in his ochre eyes, as I soon gave in, I leaned, and our lashes curled. My knees gave weak beneath me and we were into each other on his long leather couch, I breathed in through my nose, drinking in his Honey and lilac scent, my erection grew heat on his stomach and he reached down to relive it. His icy cold hand brought noises to my busy lips. The door creaked and I should have pulled away but we didn't. I heard the sounds of emotion to rich to be a stranger.

Bella witnessed us.

A.N: this will be bad news for some who read this story-I am going on vacation to Bangladesh for a month starting on the 22nd and not coming back till the twelfth of January, so I don't know if I can update between this week and the next because I have so many exams and projects to complete! So more good fics will develop I am sure, but don't forget mine. I also hated the Twilight movie-Rob is just not our Edward. Some may disagree but R&R, If you all take the time to review, maybe authors would update sooner! I like getting alerts and all for this story, (My average is six per day on this story)but reviews help and give us proof we are popular, iF I get 18 reviews by the time I get back from Bangladesh, 5 chapters will be immediately typed! So tell your friends and fans!

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