Hey guys! Do you remember me? I hope so because here's another chapter of that story that I rarely update. I'm sorry this came so late but I was procrastinating because I honestly had no idea how to write this. I think it came out well though and I hope you guys enjoy it.

I own nothing but my characters and plot line.


"This is my room." Bella said with a slight flourish of her hand. After the very awkward dinner, Charlie suggested that Bella take me on a tour of my future home; our first stop was Bella's room. I looked around, taking in the light purple color of the walls and the dark carpet. To be quite honest it sort of resembled a child's room, save the desk littered with random things and the large bed. "I know it's kind of boring but I wasn't really sure what to do with it." I walked further in and looked at the few pictures she had on her walls and her desk. "That's my mom- the lady there." I found where she pointed and saw a pretty woman with wild curly hair.

"She's pretty." Bella nodded and went on her own scan over her room.

"It doesn't usually look like this. It's usually got clothes all over the floor and crap everywhere."

"Same here." Bella smiled a genuine smile- the first time I'd ever sen her do that. My eyes settled on a picture of Bella standing next to an attractive guy with copper hair. I looked closer and noted that neither of them was smiling- more so Bella looked like she was trying but it turned out to be a grimace. I sneaked a glance back at Bella who was still smiling to herself. What was the problem? She had such a pretty smile in person but in this picture...she made even me feel awkward. "Is this your boyfriend?"

"Yeah. Edward." Jacob said something about an Edward once or twice, I think. "Let me show you your room." We left and went right next door to a nice cozy little room. The walls were plain white with a few grey scratches scattered everywhere. "This used to be Charlie's office." The carpet was dark blue which matched the window's shutters. It wasn't small, but it was far from huge. "The bathroom's right down the hall, across from Charlie's room. And that's about it for up here. Oh, and the closet's next to the bathroom." I nodded and went to the window and took a peak outside. The sky was dark and only a sliver of the moon made it's way through the trees of the backyard. I had a nice view.

I turned to look at Bella who seemed to be staring at me. "I love it."

"So you're going on a date with Jacob, right?" Well that took me by surprise. "He called me and told me earlier." She began fidgeting, putting her hands into her pocket and shifting her weight from one foot to the other. I nodded slowly in case it was freak her out and her head exploded.

"Yeah, tomorrow night." Thankfully my aunt called me down, so I excused myself ran as fast as I could to her side.

"We have to go, sweetie. Thank the Swans for dinner."

"Thank you for dinner, Charlie. It was really nice. Thank you too, Bella." She gave a half-hearted smile on the steps and a nod. "I hope we can become really good friends." She mumbled her agreement.

"We'll see you next week, Melanie."


"What do you think of them?" Embry asked the next morning. I was leaning over the counter cracking eggs for breakfast while he watched from a chair at the table. "I mean Jacob says she's cool but whenever I see her she looks...constipated." As much as I wanted to defend Bella, it was true about her looking constipated 24/7. I ignored his comment and went on cooking. "Breakfast smells really good."

"Thanks, but I don't really know what to think of her. She seems nice but-"

"That constipated thing?"

I nodded my agreement and went to finish breakfast. I couldn't believe that in a few short days I'd be living with Bella and her dad Charlie. The atmosphere there was incredibly different from the one here at Aunt Tiffany's house; it went from stifling awkwardness to lightheartedness. "I just hope the face doesn't rub off on me."

"Just come back to the rez and we'll make sure it goes away."

The rest of the day I spent figuring out what I was going to wear on the date. Quite frankly I don't even care that it took me 3 hours to finally pick out what I thought I was going to wear because I was going to look amazing and Jacob wasn't going to be able to take his eyes off me.

It's actually funny now that I think about it because that thought stayed with me for a bout ten seconds before I realized the jeans I was wearing did nothing to flatter my figure. Dozens and dozens of jeans were pulled out of their boxes but all found their way to the ground. "Need any help?"

"Aunt Tiffany you have no idea."

Not only did she help me find an outfit, she did my hair in a nice braid. She didn't even mind when I changed my mind and said that I wanted it curly instead; she only glared and left me and my single braid alone. I ended up keeping the braid, much to her happiness. "So do I look okay? I mean, it's not too much is it?I shouldn't wear the tights, should I? God, what am I thinking? I need to wear the tights. It pulls everything together. Am I right?" Alice shook her head at me with a grin on her pretty face. I called her on Skype to help me with my pre-date jitters. "What? It's the shirt, isn't it?" I began to think that the reason she wasn't answering me was because she was still upset with me. Apparently as soon as I found out that Jacob wanted to go on an official date with me, I was supposed to phone her and tell her all of the details. "Are you still upset with me?"

"No. And I wasn't really upset, hun. Calm down." I nodded and began to fidget with the end of my short black skirt. "You look hot. Jacob is going to love you in that." My outfit consisted of the black skirt and a loose blue shirt with plain black flats. "If he doesn't he's a mad man."

I snickered and adjusted my shoes. "I hope so."

"Where are the two love birds going?"

"To the movies. I don't know what we're going to see. Then we're going out to eat for a bit." She nodded in approval then went on about how she wished me luck. I didn't pay her much attention seeing as how my mind was on over drive planning for every possible thing that could happen. To be honest I still couldn't believe that I was going on a date with Jacob Black. All the while Alice spoke, I nodded and smiled when I needed to. Ten minutes passed and Alice had given me the total run down on how most first dates go; she was sure not to leave anything out.

"Don't let him pressure you into doing anything, not that he will. Oh, and the most important part: if you want to kiss him, go for it. I mean, like, unless he doesn't want you to. You get it?" I shook my head and she bit her lip in thought. "Okay. So, like unless he holds his hand up in your face and says 'eww, don't kiss me you stinky girl', or something like that, go for it." I nodded and she smiled at me. "But, have fun. And be safe, okay? Give me another twirl." I stood and gave a grand turn for her. She squealed and told me how proud of me she was.

"Thanks mom, but I have to go. Need to add on the finishing touches." After the chat with Alice, I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth for the fourth time that night then went to the living room to wait for Jacob.

"When is he coming to pick you up?" Aunt Tiffany asked from the kitchen.

"7:30, I've got 10 more minutes."

"Do you have everything?"

I gave my chest a quick check; push up bra was there. My shoes were comfortable so that was good. "I'm talking about your purse, dear." I shouted a thanks to her then ran back to my room and grabbed the black purse that laid on the bed. Everything was there, and as the door bell rang I realized Jacob was there too. "Jacob, it's nice to see you. Melanie, Jacob's here!" I walked to the front and found Jacob smiling at me. He was wearing jeans with a button up and a jacket; I knew he could make anything look good. Hell, he could probably make a fig leaf sexy.

"Well don't you two look nice together?" No force in this universe could've kept my sighs in. Leave it to Embry to be the Bitter Brenda right before I went on my date. "Watch your hands tonight, Jacob." He seemed to ignore the glare I was giving him and went on with his bitter little rant. "And you too, Mel. I might just make a little stop at this movie theatre and check in on you two, ya know."

"You will do no such thing." Aunt Tiffany said then looked at Jacob and I and let us leave the house. Even with the door closed I could hear Embry talking to his mom about how this whole thing was wrong.

"Sorry about him. He just doesn't know when to stop." I said once we were in the car.

"It's nothing. I've seen worse." He turned the car on and so began our drive out of La Push. At first neither of us said a thing. I was too preoccupied with wondering if I wore the right thing and if my hair looked nice. Jacob seemed to have a death grip on the wheel instead of his usual relaxed grip; he was as scared as I was. That right there was enough to take away the jitters that I had. "So," He started.

"So."

"What movie do you want to see?"

"Something funny." I answered, earning a smile and nod from him. "I'm not one for scary movies."

"I figured as much" He snickered.

"And what's that supposed to me? Are you implying something?"

He nearly choked on a chuckle. "I'm only saying that you don't seem like the type of girl who would like scary movies." When he saw the shocked look on my face, he picked up the shovel and kept digging a deeper hole for himself. "I mean like you don't seem like you like scary things. Dude, you almost died because a spider was on your hand."

"Hey!" At my objection he went into fits of laughter. "That's different, okay? Just because I don't like eight legged monsters doesn't mean a thing. I had no idea you had to like spiders to be a fan of scary movies. Thank you for enlightening me, Jacob Black."

"Any time." Thankfully the theatre had no scary movies playing, and no funny movies either. "Oh this is some shit." Jacob said while running his fingers over his face. "Leave it to Port Angeles to have the only the movie theater for miles and have shity films." Personally I didn't think the movies sounded that bad, I just didn't want to interrupt his little rant. "I mean we can always watch that one," He pointed up to a name of a film I'd never heard of. "But I heard it wasn't very good. What do you think? Anything you have in mind?" My eyes wandered to the other side of the street where a desolate looking foreign film theater sat. Complete with a few scattered papers out front and a worldly looking couple chain smoking at the door, it looked like some place completely new.

"We could always go there. It looks nice."

The snicker I earned didn't go unheard. "A foreign film? Seriously?" I nodded as we both stared up at the billboard with foreign words. After looking back to the regular theater board, Jacob sighed and led me across the street. The couple gave us a look before stomping out their cigarettes and heading inside. "I don't know, Mel. We could always just go to eat."

"Come on, Jake. Think about it. We can sit in the back and make up words for them; it'll be fun." I gave his side a few bumps and the best smile I could muster til finally he gave in.

"This better be a good movie or next time I'm picking and you'll have to sit through it." The sound of him saying next time made me smile so hard my cheeks hurt. In the dark theatre, after we bought stale popcorn, Jacob and I sat in the back behind about 7 other people. He kicked his feet up on the seat before looking to me with a smile. "Do you even know what language this movie is in?"

"Not at all." We never even settled on what we thought the language was- we were stuck between German and Dutch. It was funny how quick Jacob was on his feet with his comedy; he was able to go on and on about something completely off topic and make me laugh so hard the couples up front would turn around and glare. I'm still not even sure what the actual movie was about, all I know is that Jacob Black is hilarious.

Our next place was a small restaurant right next to a bookstore. It was cozy with it's wooden floors and tiny fire in the corner. Jacob and I were sat at a nice table near the warmth of the fire by an angsty waitress. "The service here is amazing." I said to him with a ridiculously fake smile. "I think she's getting a big tip."

"I'll be sure to give her manager nothing but the best comments." We kept our voices low so she wouldn't hear us and spit in our food. When the laughter died down Jacob and I looked down at the menus and fell into a silence. We ordered and the silence that was once comfortable turned painfully awkward. I would try not to look at him but when I did he would look back and we'd smile awkwardly then look away.

Our dinner finally came, which in a way relieved some of the tension; Jacob dug right into his food while I sipped on my watered down cola. Thankfully he broke the silence. "So how are you? Anything interesting happen?" I shook my head and Jacob nodded in acknowledgment.

"I mean, stuff has happened I guess." He began to slow his eating and raised an eyebrow. "I talked to both of my parents and they're really going through with the divorce. I mean I tried talking them out of it but they said it was bound to happen. That's about it." Jacob said nothing, only nodded when I finished. Earlier that day I got a call from my mom about how she was looking for real estate up here in Washington because she couldn't stand being in the same state as my dad. Not even ten minutes later my dad was calling telling me about how he was glad to finally be apart from my mom. Now I'm not a specialist but I'm fairly sure that talking shit about your ex to your child isn't very good. "Sorry, I didn't mean to bring down the mood." I smiled.

"Don't be sorry, it's fine. I'm sorry, Melanie." My fingers clenched at the sound of my name; he rarely ever called me by my full name. "They shouldn't be bringing you into it. When's your mom coming up?"

"I'm not sure yet. She's sending one of the people who work for her up to look around. She probably won't move up till next year. But let's talk about something else." I was tired of hogging the conversation and, quite frankly, talking about the divorce was making me feel down.

"Are you sure? I don't mind it if you don't."

"Thanks but I'm sure." He nodded and began to eat into his dinner. "You're very nice, Jacob."

The rest of dinner went without a hitch or mention of my parents; Jacob did a very nice job of keeping my mind off of them. Any time he noticed me not speaking or just nodding, he'd say something funny and bring my attention back to him. We made jokes about how his hair looked better than half the girls on the wait staff, and about how the food wasn't very good. We ended up being asked to leave by one of the waitresses who over heard our conversation about her lack luster hair. I hadn't even noticed that most of the customers had gone home and people were cleaning up. "We don't need them, Mel. We've got the night life of Port Angeles to keep us company." Jacob put his arm over my shoulder and held me close to her person. "Where do you want to go now?"

"Where can we go? Every place looks closed." Jacob shrugged and squinted as we looked for a place to go.

"How does cart racing at the super market sound?"

"It sounds like a good time but something we should save for another date, possibly." He looked down at me and grinned.

"You want to go on another date?"

"And you don't?"

"Oh I do." Jacob said. That was the end of our date, but it ended with the hint of promise for another. Unlike the ride up to Port Angeles, there was almost no silence. Jacob was sure to tell me again, how nice I looked, and I returned the compliment by telling them the same. A few times we'd throw out the lines from the foreign film which would make both of us laugh, or talk about the dinner we just left. "We should make this habit."

"What?"

"Going to foreign films and out to eat. It's nice." I nodded and immediately thought about what Alice told me earlier: 'If you want to kiss him, kiss him'. I really wanted to kiss him, like, really wanted to. Whenever he looked at me he would smile and whenever he was beside me, he would pt his arm around me. Those were the clues to him wanting to kiss me right? Shit. Alice never told me what the clues were. I was on my own and didn't know if I should kiss him or not. This little thought led to the mini freak out I had the rest of the ride home. He kept trying to get me to talk to him but I was to preoccupied with thinking of if I was going to kiss him or not. I could only bet that he was thinking that I was the most moody person he'd ever been on a date with.

We got to my house a while later and Jacob walked me up to the front door. Every step I took made my heart beat a little faster till finally I was facing him. "So."

"So." I repeated. My hands were behind my back fidgeting to keep me from grabbing the door handle and leaving him outside by himself. "Tonight was a lot of fun." He nodded and his eyes darted down to my mouth. Was that it? Was that the signal?

"Yeah. It was." With courage as my adrenaline I stood up on the tips of my toes and pressed my lips to his. They were soft just like I knew they'd be. Slowly I started to lower myself back to the ground; the look on his face was one that I was expecting but wasn't sure how to respond to. "Oh."

"I'm sorry." That's when he smiled and I swear the world started spinning. Only Jacob Black would smile at me after I embarrassed myself and didn't know what to do. "I shouldn't have done that, huh?" Jacob brought his palm to my face and ran his thumb over my cheek. It was enough to give me courage to kiss him again, this time with feeling. He began to suck on my bottom lip, which threw me for a loop and made me stop all together.

"Sorry."

"Don't be." The next time we kissed we met in the middle, and when he sucked on my lip I didn't stop or push him away. All was perfect until Embry opened the front door.

"I'm pretty sure I said to watch your hands, Jacob." I was pulled into the house and Jacob was left out on the stoop. "What the hell was that?"

"What the hell was THAT?" I shouted back. "How dare you? I told you before our date might end in kissing but you didn't believe me!" Aunt Tiffany peaked her head from inside the kitchen. "Seriously, if you ever pull that shit I will rip your balls off!"

"Mom!" Embry shouted before he made for the kitchen. "Please talk to your niece."

"Aunt Tiffany please talk to your Devil spawn! Now I have to go smooth things over with Jacob. Gosh, your'e such a dick." I walked back to the room, slamming the door for effect, and smiled as hard as my face would allow it. I kissed Jacob Black. That's all that mattered. Embry could have his hissy fit because Jacob Black's lips were soft and he liked the taste of my chap stick.


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