DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS THEY ARE ALL PROPERTY OF THE GENIUS STEPHENIE MEYER!!
Chapter 4
The rest of the week went by pretty fast. Alice and I have a shopping date tonight because 'bad ass training' – as Emmett called it- starts tomorrow. Edward hasn't said a word to me since Monday but he keeps throwing me 'sad' glances in my direction. He's such a girl. I laughed mentally at my extremely lame joke. Charlie and Renee don't speak to me much to me either, only if it necessary. I couldn't help but fell slightly guilty, but then again no one asked them to ignore me. They could just except the fact I've changed.
We pulled into the parking lot of the shopping center. We were in Seattle and got there in about an hour thanks to Alice's insane driving, not that I minded.
"What store do we hit first?" I asked, slamming my door shut. She pressed the lock button on small keypad, making the car beep. We started toward the mall before she answered.
"Well, first will be hot topic, obviously. Then Stitches , complex clothing- where we can find you some band T's- and the last store will be a surprise." she smiled slyly and opened the door for me.
I've never been to this mall before but fuck it was huge! Well, smaller then most malls , but still very big. We linked arms and headed for the first store.
3 hours and hundreds of dollars later we were done in every store, except the surprise one. So far I've gotten 8 shirts, 6 hoodies, 3 pairs of shoes, 5 pairs of skinny jeans, 5 skirts, 2 studded belts, 2 checkered belts, and 6 band T's. Most of the bands on the t-shirts I didn't really like, but Alice bought them anyway saying they were very 'hardcore'. She led me through the mall, passing store after store until we came to the surprise one. I looked into the store, then up at the sign and gulped loudly.
Victoria's Secret.
I backed away slowly waving my hands in front of me. I love shopping for everything, except lingerie.
"Nu-uh, no way. I-don't-think-so." I said slowly trying to make her understand. She put her hands on her hips.
"I do think so. Now get in there!" her voice was so full of authority I nearly saluted but instead just picked back up my bags and practically marched into the store.
"Now that I'm in here what could I possibly buy?"
"Izzy. What do you see in here?" she asked. That was really random.
"Bras, underwear, pajamas, and tracksuits." I stated suspiciously.
"Then that's what we're here to buy." she smiled and skipped over to a wall with push-up bras hanging up. Someone who didn't know Alice would think she'd never hurt a fly. Good thing I knew better not to mess with her..
"Hey Iz," she yelled. "what's your size?" she did not just ask me that out loud. I started at the floor as the heat rose to my cheeks and mumbled "B 36"
"What? I couldn't hear you!" she said back. So I said it a bit louder.
"What?"
"I said B thirty fucking six are you deaf? Holy shit!" I bit my bottom lip and ran over to Alice who as laughing her ass off. I looked around to see people staring at me amused. I smacked her arm.
"Shut up." I scolded.
"I'm sorry... that was TOO funny! Here... try... these on." she handed me a pink plaid push-up bra and a small pair of matching panties. I took them and went over to the changing area.
GAH! Did she purposely get me a bra size too small? Well, It wouldn't surprise me if she did... Despite that little issue the matching undergarments looked hot. I've got a nice body...
"Are you done yet Izzy?" she called from outside the change room door.
"Yea, I'm coming out. Are you ready?" no answer. Okay, she's probably waiting. I stepped out of the stall to find the change room empty. I checked in all the stalls, empty. Where'd she go? This change room in pretty big, so she could be anywhere. Or she could've left.
I walked around the corner to the hallway and smacked into a wall. Waite, what's a wall doing in the middle of a hall? I rubbed my head and opened my eyes to come face to chest with a tall boy, or man... I looked up to see -definitely a man- looking back at me. He had slightly long silk black hair and russet colored skin. He had a broad chest with obvious muscles under his tight pink shirt. He was also wearing faded blue cut off jeans with sandals. I found myself staring at his beautiful body and immediately blushed. I looked back up at his face to see he had a big grin on his face, showing all his perfect white teeth.
"Oh my- I'm sorry." I said taking a step back. I noticed he wasn't staring at my face, but at my body. I looked down to see I was still in my matching lingerie set. I scowled while covering myself up the best I could with my hands and mumbled "Perv".
This caused him to laugh. I narrowed my eyes.
"No, no. I'm sorry. Also, no offense but you're not my type."
I raised an eyebrow and said. "Oh really, and why not? Am I ugly?" his laughing stopped and he looked at the ground.
"No, you're really pretty and all, it's just.. I'm gay.." he admitted. I stood there and stared at him while his words clicked in one by one.
"oh- OH! Yea.. that makes sense as to why... you uh.. are like that." I pointed to his shirt. He smiled at my observation and I found myself smiling too. His grin was oddly contagious. I extended my arm, offering my hand which he gladly shook. His enormous hand swallowed my small one.
"I'm Isabella Swan, but my friends call me Izzy"
"Jacob Black. Did you say your last name was Swan?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Are you from Forks?" he ignored my question.
"Yea. Why?" I asked again.
"My dad, Billy, knows your dad. He bought that red truck from us. I'm sure my dad would like to see Charlie again."
"Really? Hm, small world," we shared a short laugh." and yes, I bet Charlie would love to see Billy again. Um, just a random question.. why are you here?"
"It's a mall..." he said not quite understanding. I rolled my eyes.
"Yes, I know that. But why are here, in Victoria's Secret, In the change room section of Victoria's Secret..." I crossed my arms and stared at him accusingly.
"Riiiight... um, I'm here with my sister Rachel. I though maybe she might be changing."
"Oh, I see."
"And maybe you should be changing too?" he now had an accusing eyebrow raised. I blushed deep red.
"I should be. I was suppose to be 'modeling' this for my friend. But I guess since she's not here..." I turned around and walked away, swaying my hips from side to side, then turning around I 'cat' walked back to Jacob. "How does it look?" he checked over my body which made me feel slightly self conscious. After having me do about three turns he gave me a nod of approval.
"Very, very nice" he said. I laughed.
"You're fun you shop with. We'd definitely have to get together again and come back." I told him.
"Most definitely. We can go guy scoping." he gave me a wink.
Just then I heard feet walking towards the change room and a voice calling my name. It was Alice.
"Izzy, Izzy, Iz- Oh! Hi, I'm sorry and I interrupting something?" she asked shooting glances between Jacob and I.
"No Alice, you weren't"
"Riiiiight. So, you're not going to introduce me to your new friend?" she feigned a hurt expression. I rolled my eyes.
"Alice this is Jacob, a family friend. Jacob this is Alice, my bitch." I said playfully elbowing her in the ribs.
"Mhm. Now Iz, go put some clothes on you skank." she laughed and after pretending to glare I joined in.
"Okay okay. Here Jake give me your phone." I held out my hand and he placed a small black phone into my palm. I punched in the numbers to my phone and hit save. I closed the phone and handed it back to him.
"I put my number in there. Call anytime." I smiled as I walked toward the stall I was in before.
"You'll be hearing from me. Now where's my sister..." he mumbled the last part as he walked away. I liked Jake. He seemed like somebody I could easily befriend.
"You're in your underwear, you just gave that incredibly fine boy you're number and you're telling me nothings going on?"
"Yes Alice. He's just an old family friend. Besides I'm not his type.. He's gay." I said like it wasn't important. Alice, of course, thought differently.
"GAY?! That's so hot. I wonder if he'd... and if Jasper would... never mind. What was he doing here?" she asked, changing whatever her mind was leading her to. I shuddered at the thought of what she was probably thinking.
"Umm, looking for his sister." I answered, stepping out of the room. Alice was leaning against the wall beside the door looking deep in thought.
"Alice? You okay?" I asked moving to stand beside her.
"Huh? Oh ya, I'm fine. He looked kinda familiar, that's all." her eyebrows furrowed together like she was thinking about something again. But she immediately perked up. "So, how did they fit?" she asked, nodding to the set in my hand.
"Good actually, I think I'll get them."
"Knew they would. That's why I picked out more... in different colors of course." She added the last part as if that made up for it. I smiled and shook my head, but didn't argue. Alice will be Alice, no need to crush her 'fun'.
We didn't get back to Forks until 6ish and I know Charlie and Renee would be serving dinner soon. She dropped me off at the house and I waved good bye as she pulled out of the drive way.
When I stepped into the house my nose was filled with a delicious scent of tomatoes. Mom made lasagna. This scared me a bit. Renee only ever took time to cook something like that if there was something important to talk about. Though maybe it wasn't about me. I mean I haven't done anything wrong, yet.
I trudged into the kitchen and saw Renee just pulling it out of the oven. I cleared my throat and she jumped, turning around and almost dropped the pan.
"Oh Bella! You nearly gave me a heart attack!" she gasped.
"Riiiight." I mumbled.
"Well, good think you're home, I just finished supper." I nodded and went back into the front hall to take my shoes off.
I sat at the dinner table with my parents who were watching my every move. Every time I'd cut a piece with my knife, their eyes would flicker to me. And when I'd shove that piece in my mouth they'd be watching. It was kinda creepy.
After I had my second helping of lasagna I gave up and broke the silence.
"So what's the occasion?" I asked, motioning to the lasagna on my plate. Renee set her fork down and folded her hands together on the table while Charlie squirmed obviously uncomfortable. Renee of course, spoke first.
"We needed to talk to you because we're... worried about you, about the people you've chosen to hang out with." somehow I knew where this was headed, but I pretended to be oblivious.
"Umm, I don't get it."
"You know, the Cullen and Hale kids..." I could tell this topic made her slightly uncomfortable.
"Oh them! They're really cool. But I don't get why you're worried about them..."
"We're not worried about them. We're worried about you, about your... safety" she seemed to be choosing her words carefully.
"My, safety? Is this about the stuff you've heard about them? Well they're actually really great people, great friends. Better then some people i've chosen to befriend before." Referring to a certain bronze-haired prick.
"I see. Just promise me you'll be careful. Don't get pressured into doing something you don't want to do" she said, her voice fully sincere. I rolled my eyes.
"Heaven forbid I should do anything I don't want to." Renee visibly relaxed and picked her fork back up and began eating her lasagna again. I didn't mention about how I was very open minded about what I wanted to do right now. No need to give them both a heart attack.
"So," I began thinking of a different topic to talk about. "I ran into Jacob Black today at the mall. He said how Billy would love to hear from you Dad." I saw Charlie's face brighten as I said this.
"Really? Maybe I'll give him a call him, go fishing. Haven't seen him in years, since his wife died." his voice dropped as he said that. I felt a pang of sympathy for both Billy and Jake.
"Yes, well I'll probably be hanging with Jacob more. He seemed pretty cool." I added. I saw Charlie make a face at Jacob's name, but he didn't seem displeased.
"That seems like a good idea. Jake's always been a good kid" I nodded in agreement, but picked out something he said.
"Kid? Why, how old is he?" I asked, remembering how he towered over me, and those muscles...
"He's 16."
"Seriously? But he's so.. big" I emphasized the word 'big'.
"Most of the La Push kids are. They just grow and grow!"
I finished my piece and rinsed my plate, setting it in the dishwasher. I checked the clock on the stove which read eight thirty.
I went upstairs and grabbed my bag of toiletries for a shower. I spent extra long in the shower, letting the how water calm my pulse, which was racing for the kind of day I was going to have tomorrow.
A/N Not one of my best chapters, i know, sorry. Also sorry it took so long to post, i haven't had alot of extra time. So... i added Jacob into this story. i didn't mean to offend anymore by making him gay... i like gay people, that's why he is. So anyways... Hope you liked it!! R&R!!
OH OH!! AND BEFORE I FORGET... HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO EDWARD!! RAWR!
