CHAPTER FOUR: Scrap Metal

I do not own anything.

After my little run in with slut face bitch queen, also known as lauren, my afternoon was shall we say boring as hell. I attended each class, sitting of course with Angela, my now trusty sidekick. She seemed to be in slight awe of me and me being me, really had no clue as to why this was the case. My head drooped on several occasions as I listened to each teacher drone on and on and on about whatever it was that they taught, I had lost interest and was currently contemplating other things. When I say things, I mean person and when I say person, I actually mean Jacob Black. He was the son of my dad's best friend, Billy Black, resident chief of the la push reservation. Charlie, my dad and billy went way back, I'm talking old school way back, they went to school together, hung out together and to this day, went fishing together any chance they got. In some way, you could possibly class them brothers in a way, they were that close. I remember when I received my truck, that was the day that I had re-met Jacob Black. He and his dad had brought over the truck which Jacob had kindly reconditioned for me after Charlie had bought it for me.

Jacob had introduced himself, stating we used to make mud pies together as children, it was a childhood memory of happier times before the divorce of Charlie and my mom renee. It was a nice memory and thinking of it now, makes ne smile. Jacob is sixteen, exactly two years younger than me, he is tall with an athletic build, long raven black hair, eyes that are as black as night and a smile that could light up an entire auditorium. When Jacob smiled, the world smiled with him. The boy was as sweet as candy and as nice as you could get. But the best thing about him was that he was loyal, he even came to see me the night of my prom, allbeit his dad billy had ordered him too, but thats besides the point, he had come that night to warn me about Edward. You have to laugh at that one, I should have listened to Jacob there and then, but I thought I knew better, obviously I did'nt. I was totally for Edward at that point, glad I wasnt now though.

Jacob was into fixing things and I had made a decision to try and renew our fledgling relationship if it killed me. I liked Jacob, I liked him alot actually. He was the kind of person I wanted in my life. As I had been driving to school this morning, I had passed a scrap yard. There was a sign outside it stating, Scrap Bikes for sale and as I had passed, I thought this was the perfect way to get back involved with Jacob. So my plan was that I would go after school and get at least two if I could afford it.

The end of the day could'nt come quick enough. The final bell rang and everyone dispersed from the school to their chosen destination. I bid Angela farewell, saying I would meet her in the morning at the entryway. Walking to my truck, I spotted Slut one and two Bitching as usual, sneaking peaks in my direction. God, they must have really boring lives if they feel the need to gossip about me. I got in my truck and headed to the scrap yard.

Once I arrived at Denny's, the scrap yard, I bought and paid for two bikes, they were in a complete state but in the exact conditions I needed them to be for me to give to Jake. Two of Denny's workers loaded them up in the back of my truck and wished me good luck with them. I think they had thought me a madwoman for my purchases. I then headed straight for the La Push reservation. It was a ten minute drive away, the rain had started yet again, typical.

As I arrived, parking my trusty truck at the side of the black residence, I saw a figure running toward me. It was Jacob, had he grown again? He looked to be at least another six inches taller, Christ, he had filled out to. His once athletic build is now filled with toned muscles, how the fucking hell had he changed so much in such a short time? He looked edible, no bad bella, I chastised myself. Jacob grabbed me into his arms, as if I weighed nothing more than a feather.

"Hey girl, where have you been hiding? I missed you loca!" said Jacob smiling his brilliant white smile of his. He placed me back on the ground and looked down at me.

"Hey Jacob, I've missed you too, I've just been busy that's all, I take it you heard about me and Cullen breaking up? or has the forks gossip not reached here yet!" I enquired casually.

"Your dad actually told my dad and my dad told me!" stated Jacob looking serious. "Are you ok about it?" he asked rubbing my arm.

"Honestly, it was weird at first but now I cant beleive I wasted all that time with him and his stupid family, I am honestly doing great Jake, never better actually" I said smiling at him.

"Glad to hear it, I can tell you now, I never trusted Cullen or his family, there was something really weird about him and his family" stated Jacob matter of factly.

"You have no idea how right you are" I muttered under my breath, hoping in vain he didnt hear me.

"Anyway, I bring you gifts" I said walking round the back of my truck and pulling the tarpaulin off the bikes.

Jacob looked at them, regarding them with his mechanic eyes.

"Gee bella, I am honoured, I have always wanted junk!" said Jacob laughing.

"Its not junk you dick, this is our new project" I stated smiling.

Jacob looked flummoxed.

I sighed, "You and I are gonna fix them up, then we are gonna ride them, then sell them!".

"Since when have you been into this?" asked Jacob.

"Since I want to spend more time with you, is that ok or do I take them back to the scrapyard?" I said cheekily.

"C'mon then, lets get them off and into the garage then!" said Jacob laughing again.

I was just about to get geared up to help Jacob when he lifted the bikes off the back of the truck with ease. Seriously, this guy had to either be taking steroids or working out to the extreme. It was hot to watch.

We spent the afternoon chatting and ordered pizza. It was a great afternoon, and It was going to be a regular thing for me and Jacob.

Fun times were ahead of me and I was ready and raring to go.