Chapter 4
Edward's POV
With disgust, I stared at Jacob. Bella is really going mad if she stands this vile, mediocre…person.
Cullen, I'm bored.
I rolled my eyes and got back to my book. I assumed a library would be a nice place to go. Jacob would have an excuse to keep quiet. But I forgot about the whole, mind reading stuff.
"Get a book." I whispered to him.
I don't like to read.
"Or you don't know how…" I mumbled under my breath, half wanting him to hear, half just not wanting to make a scene.
I wanna go to the state fair.
I sighed. The state fair was indeed in town today, and Jacob's been rambling on about it. He's just so childish sometimes. Wait, excuse me, he's childish all the time.
"No." I growled.
PLEASE
"No."
PLEASE
"No."
PLEASE
"No."
PLEASE
"FINE!" I growled. The librarian turned to me and shushed me.
Okay
Now I was mentally banging my head on the table in front of me as hard as I could.
As we arrived in Port Angeles for the fair, I growled, but Jacob was too busy throwing balls at bottles to get a prize I could buy at the store for a penny.
Oh yeah! I am so amazing.
He won a stuffed giraffe.
But just when I thought that it couldn't get much worse, he looked forward in amazement.
"OH God!" He laughed.
I looked to where he was and groaned.
An enormous Ferris wheel was what he was fawning over.
"We're not going on it."
PLEASE
"No."
PLEASE
"No."
PLEASE
"No."
PLEASE
"FINE!" I growled.
We walked up to it, and got on one of the seats. I rolled my eyes numerous times as our seat rose to the top. And soon, when we got to the very top, it stopped. I snapped my head all around.
"What's happening?" I barked.
Jacob looked down and then back at me.
It looks like there are some technical difficulties.
I twitched. "What do you mean? Technical difficulties?"
I zeroed into the mind of the people below.
Dang it. The wires short circuited. We're going to have to call an electrician
"UGH!" I squeezed the bar in front of us so tightly in frustration that it turned to dust. Jacob watched annoyed.
"What happened?"
"Wires short circuited."
He looked back over the seat. "Well, at least we've got a great view."
I snarled at him.
"What? I'm just saying."
"The view is disgusting and chaotic."
"Well, I guess that you're a glass half empty kind of person."
I snorted. "This was your idea to come up here, so you better hope that they let us down quickly."
What's that supposed to mean, bloodsucker? Do you have an appointment, or something that you're late to? Do you have some kind of growth that needs to be removed?
"Jacob, don't be a nuisance," I paused, "or more of a nuisance that you already are."
I resent that.
Rolling my eyes, I looked back over the seat. The people on the ground's thoughts jumbled.
I hope anyone doesn't get too mad . . .
It looks like these kids are going to be stuck up here for a couple hours
Will they sue?
"Ugh, two hours," I mumbled to Jacob.
"Two hours. Dang."
"This is all your fault, Jacob!"
Well, God, it's not like I was the one that made the wires go nuts.
"Yeah, well you did make me come up here."
I did not! I asked you to, you could've said no.
"I did!"
Yeah, but you said yes, too.
"You were bugging me."
You didn't have to listen.
"It was hard not to." I shivered. "It's such an annoying voice."
I wonder what Bella's doing . . .
"Hey, stop that."
What? I'm just saying that she's probably thinking of me. But you wouldn't know, would you?
I elbowed him in the ribs, unsure at how hard it was…
"ARGH!" He squealed.
Now he put his face in his hands and made whimpering sounds.
Ow . . .
Hoping that I didn't make him cry, I sighed and tried to get a look at his face. But he kept it covered. "Jacob, are you alright?" I started, strictly out of courtesy.
That really . . . really hurt, bloodsucker.
"I'm sorry." God, it's painful to say that.
Ow . . .
"Jacob, I . . ."
There was a sniffling sound.
It's . . . ow . . .
"I'm sorry; you were just making me mad."
So what? You-you elbow me? Violence doesn't s-solve anything.
There was a louder sniffle sound.
"C'mon, Jacob, I'm sorry."
There was a pause.
For what?
I ground my teeth. "For elbowing you."
Another pause.
And?
"And what? I didn't do anything else!"
You took my love away from me!
"Oh, Jacob." I growled, annoyed.
What? It hurts. I mean, what if you just moved here, and you met Bella, but she was already with me, huh? How'd you feel?"
I tightened my grip on the side of the seat, making it crunch, but I ignored it, and looked behind us. "Not good, I suppose."
Thank you.
There was another sniffling sound, but this one was louder than all the other ones. With my free hand, I pulled Jacob's hand away to reveal and huge grin.
"He he, you fell for it." Jacob smiled.
"You are so obnoxious, mongrel."
"But the elbow hurt. It was really mean, and I'm telling my dad."
"Oh my God, you are such a child."
Well you're a fart face.
I rolled my eyes and slumped in my chair, zoning in once again to the minds of those below us.
Sweet, we got it fixed. A couple more adjustments and . . .
The Ferris wheel began again, and we went down.
Finally.
"Thank you, good Lord." I looked up heavenward.
Um, I don't think the Lord wants to talk to you, bloodsucker.
"Shut up, Scooby."
