Unless Stephenie Meyer decided to hand the ownership of Twilight to me, I don't own Twilight, Stephenie does.

A Girl's Game

Chapter 4

A Wolf at the Computer

After the strange events at his house, Edward was more than happy to be speeding away from that insane asylum.

He wanted to get to Bella's hose and defeat that silly game. Pronto.

But as he stepped out of his silver Volvo his sensitive nose was assailed by the revolting stench of werewolf.

Jacob.

Edward grumbled. "Not the best turn of events." He thought.

He knocked on the door and then let himself in.

"Bella, I'm here to beat that silly game of yours and convert your attention back to me!" he called.

But when he made it into the living room, the wolf was sitting at the computer desk.

"What's up, leech." Jacob said nonchalantly and turned to face Edward. "I could smell you from a mile away."

"That's wonderful. Where's Bella?" asked Edward, eyes, nose, and ears still searching for her.

"Oh, she went to the grocery store to get some stuff she needed for Charlie's dinner tonight. Before she left, Bella showed me this really girly, and strangely fun, game." Jacob explained, turning back toward the computer screen.

Edward was upset to be stuck at Bella's with Jacob, but his comment about a computer game had Edward on edge. Did Bella show Jacob the Nancy Drew game? And if so, how bad was Jacob doing?

"What's the name of this game Bella showed you?" Edward asked, curiosity getting the better of him.

"Nancy Drew: The Curse of Black-something House, or something like that." Jacob replied, his eyes already glued back onto the screen.

That was it! That was the very title Edward had been suspecting!

"Sounds interesting." Said Edward, and it was good Jacob couldn't see the excited glint in his eyes. "May I see what you're doing on the game?"

"Hell, no. Bella told me about your little contest and there's no way I'm gonna help you!" he said, turning back to face Edward again.

"Please, Jacob, you must understand what it would be like to be in my position!" Edward pleaded, already begging on his knees.

Jacob looked thoughtful for a moment and Edward allowed a little sliver of hope to start to form.

"Nope. I don't have to understand anything. Now go do something else; the game is just starting to get good." Jacob said, his attention already back on the computer, waving his hand up and down in a shooing motion.

Crushed. That sliver of hope had been crushed like an unfortunate snail underneath someone's shoe.

So much for that idea.

Author's note: You're probably thinking, "Ohmigosh! She FINALLY posted!" for this story. Yes, I'm sorry I haven't been posting for this story very often, but it just hadn't been thrilling me for a while. I hope you liked this chapter! Please tell me what you think! ^^