Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight
Dear, diary. There's definetely something Gran's not telling me. Why else would she keep on changing the subject when I bring Paul up?
I met him the other day, by the way. He was with Jared at the shop. I had gone to buy some vegetables and stuff for dinner, and suddenly he just stood there right in front of me. I swear, he was so big that he blocked my way completely.
When Jared saw me he glanced at Paul – who by the way was staring at me – and then kept in the backround. He was obviously trying to seem natural when he took a watermelon and studied it closely. It wasn't very hard to not notice him.
I asked Paul what he wanted, 'cause he was STILL staring at me. He blinked twice, as if he hadn't known he was staring at me.
''Jared and I were going to…uhm…''
''…Buy a watermelon!'' Jared then shouted behind my back.
I still wonder how in the world he had been able to sneak up on me like that.
But anyways, buy a watermelon? Seriously, what were they thinking? How could they possibly think that I would believe that kind of attempt of a lie? They were there for a reason, I'm sure of that. But I still don't know for what reason.
I still feel dragged to Paul. He keeps on popping up in my head all the time – it's really annoying!
It's almost like we've… like we've got this weird connection. Or something.
It feels like he's everywhere I go. The grocery store, the beach…
Maybe he's stalking me! But no… he's not that type. I can tell. Sure, seems to get upset very often, but he's not… bad.
I'm going to try and get some information from Gran again. I don't care if she says that she has no idea what I'm talking about, because I KNOW that she's hiding something…
Later…
As usual, Gran wouldn't tell me ANYTHING. She refused. And now I'm really annoyed. With her, with everything and everyone. I just don't understand why they won't tell me anything! I'm absolutely certain that Billy knows something as well. And if he knows then Jacob knows.
I'm going to see if I can go to his place tomorrow. But if Gran finds out, she will go ballistic – I can surely promise you that. So I will have to figure out a way to sneak out without her noticing… And that is going to be very, very hard – Gran really does know everything that's going on in her house. I will make it, though. I will.
Well, I'd better stop writing now. If I want to get enough sleep, that is. It's already ten thirty, and I have to walk Hubble in the morning. I heard some wolfs earlier. Hopefully they won't come near the house. I love wolfs, they're my favourite animal, but I know how dangerous they can be.
Um… goodnight then. I guess. What else do I write?
Well…eh. That was a kinda short chapter. But I had to figure out something to put in between the last chapter and the upcoming one. I'll update as soon as I can.
