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Edward
The ride was silent. And it was because of me. I could sense the boy was uncomfortable due to his thoughts, but I didn't know what to do here. When Alice told me my future had gaps in it because he would turn into a wolf I didn't know what to do. I'd watched our friendship unfold in her mind, and I'd saw the end. Something I wish I didn't know. It was something I wished dearly to prevent, even at the cost of pushing what could be my only companion away.
"So... nice car," the male beside me stated as a way to try to break the awkward silence. I glanced at him, to see his form shifted as far away from me as possible. 'Seems he doesn't really want to be here as well,' I noted silently, turning my eyes back to the road to look like I needed to pay attention. In his mind he kept asking what he'd done to make me dislike him so much. He wasn't particularly distressed about it but curiosity burned behind every thought. To this I wanted to reply with how wrong he was. It wasn't that I didn't like him, in fact I knew we had the capacity to very good friends, but I was confused as to why he showed up, or didn't show up so many times in the visions I'd gotten from Alice. It bothered me to say the least. When I first saw myself disappearing with him every once in a while I thought nothing of it figuring we would be doing whatever friends did. But how my whole future disappeared scared me some. Who was this wolf and what role does he play in my future? It especially bothered him because he didn't know what that had to do with the already delicate treaty. Having a wolf around me 24/7 couldn't mean something good.
I felt a rush of air hit me from the left making me rouse myself from thought to see he'd let the window down and had his head nearly out of the window. 'Like a dog,' the irony of the moment was not lost on me. I stifled a laugh that threatened to push past my lips, 'I cannot give the impression we might ever be able to get along.' The drive was relatively quick, due to my excellent driving skills, and also due to the fact that there were the few cars on the roads. When we pulled up to Chief Swans house Jacob couldn't seem to get out of the car fast enough. I can't say that didn't hurt. I knew in reality I was being quite rude to him, I also knew we weren't even close to acquaintances, but as I'd seen all of Alice's visions, the images of what could be wanted to intermingle with what is, making me a tad bit confused at times. Even with all of the "space" inside my head.
"Thanks, and yea, um, bye." The teen said to me before nearly sprinting into the house. -most awkward car ride ever, I caught the end of his thought, and couldn't help but agree, knowing it was my fault. 'Sorry Jake,' calling him by a familiar name was something I was already used to in my head, something I anticipated calling him someday, until everything disappeared. It wasn't until I was out on the open road, alone, that a thought struck me. Why did my future disappearing matter so much? It shouldn't. Maybe it was because Jacob and I would become so close that they'd hang out so often the future gave up on showing a spotty future. There could be many reason for the sudden change. Plus that was a few years, which in all honesty was like nothing to me, to figure out why things were the way they were.
By the time I'd reached the house my mind was made up. I'd be polite to Jacob tomorrow, but before I could even make my decision set in stone my face was full of a livid Rosalie. "Edward Cullen," the blonde tempest seethed, eyes narrowed dangerously contorting her beautiful features into pure menace.
"Rosalie," I sighed, preparing myself for was to follow.
"He's the first person to potentially become a non-dead," we both mentally flinched at that, "friend of yours that you don't have to hide from and you treat him like that. Alice has already seen what she's seen therefore all you're doing now is prolonging it and probably making it harder for yourself to obtain the best friend you know he's going to be. He perfect, he's a wolf so you don't need to hide. And he's immortal so you don't have to go through his death. Seriously Edward, I don't know what goes through that thick head of yours sometimes. If you're worried because he's a wolf then you are just being stupid. We have a treaty and a serious friendship can do nothing but strengthen our barely tangible trust." I listened to my adoptive sister, recognizing every point she made as true. "Now you will stop over thinking whatever you are over thinking and tomorrow you will go talk to him nicely." I opened my mouth to tell her that was what I was going to do but Emmett, playing the mind reader, appeared behind her shaking his head. 'Dude, just agree or she'll go ballistic asking why it had taken you a whole day to come to that conclusion.' I kept my eyes on Rose while listening to Emmett; it amazed me how sensible he could be at times.
"Alright," I sighed pretending to grudgingly agree to "her idea." Emmet smiled at me in relief then went to his wife to distract her so I can escape. I silently thanked him, before rushing to my room to plan out an apology to my soon-to-be friend. 'If I hadn't been so stupid in the first place...'
Rosalie
'Finally, he sees reason.' I sank into my mate's arms happily while my brain was pulling an Edward; over thinking every and any thing. 'I don't see why he just didn't accept the friendship in the first place. It's not like the whole worlds going to end because a mutt and a blood-happy became friends. I think he just doesn't want to be happy. He has a family that loves him. He's moody. He has a great friendship waiting to be formed. He doesn't want it. He has a future with a girl he's going to marry. He's gloom and doom. It's like noting makes him excited. But no matter what he wants I'm going to make him be an active member of this friendship, Edward's going to be happy. He'll thank me someday.'
I was drawn out of my thoughts by the wandering hands running over my hips in slow, erotic motions. Looking at him I saw undisguised lust in his eyes. 'So my monkey man is horny,' I smiled at him seductively, pulling him inside the house. "Upstairs," I whispered in his ear.
Jacob
Today was another school day. Something kids just couldn't look forward to. My first four periods were agonizingly boring. Earlier I noticed that I had Spanish II, my advanced class other than Geometry, with an Edward Cullen. I walked in just when the bell rung therefore I didn't have the chance to even give him a sparing glance before class started, then I made sure to rush out of class just before the bell rung so I didn't have any possibility of running into him again. I avoided him like the plague and figured I'd gotten pretty good at it until he came to me at lunch.
I was sitting next to Lola, more like leaning away from the creepy glances she was giving me, when the ivory sight of Cullen suddenly came into my line of vision. I looked at him with an unamused expression while the rest of my table, and a few tables around us, stared in wonder. 'The hell does he want?' I thought I saw a quick flash of a frown cross his face, but discarded the thoughts upon seeing a half smile gracing his lips. "Jacob, I want to formally apologize for yesterday and introduce myself as Edward Cullen." He looked at me with deep amber, expectant eyes.
"And?" Was my brilliant response. Every person who had been paying attention looked at me with large, disbelieving eyes. Yet I couldn't find it within myself to care, his actions yesterday were rude and unnecessary. I hoped he didn't think I would forgive and forget overnight.
"And, um," he looked at a lost force words. His grin had faded leaving his knitted eyebrows, clouded eyes, and hard expression in its wake.
"Is there anything you wanted?" I asked in a bored tone wanting to get to the point. Wasting time wasn't my forte so I wanted him to hurry on with it.
"I want us to be friends." The statement was said so quickly I almost missed it. 'Friends,' the mean, grudge holding part of me wanted to laugh sending him on his way, but my dad had always taught me better than that.
"Yea sure, whatever." I said, 'But you're on a trial basis. One slip and friendship terminated,' I added mentally. Deciding on being all the way polite I stuck my hand out to him. The male eyed my hand warily for a moment seeming as though he didn't want to touch it. 'I don't bite,' my mind grumbled displeased. Cautiously he took my hand and I felt me eyebrows furrow. His hands were cold, ice cold actually, but that wasn't what made me confused. It's that I almost missed the deadly cold he seemed to possess. It was like I was immune to it, or at least I was the right temperature to match his. That was something I knew couldn't be true though, because that would mean I was more than several degrees above average temperature. We held onto one another's hand starring at each other until the bell for lunch rung making us jump apart almost guiltily.
"See you later," slowly left my mouth for him to nod still staring at me oddly. Hurriedly I grabbed my belongings then exited the cafeteria with my friends hot on my trail. Mike had a -what's-going-on look, Eric looked a bit sad, Tyler was going to make a joke, Jessica appeared angry, Lauren's face held disinterest, Angela gave me a questioning glance, and Lola's expression was closed off. I stopped in my tracks turning to look at them. "Don't ask, because I don't know." I said swiftly then began trek to class again. What happened in the lunch room had taken up so much space in my head that I hadn't noticed a person walking towards me until I'd ran into them. "Oh, I'm sorry." I exclaimed looking up into the pale face of a blonde I could only assume was a Cullen from her insanely beautiful face. "I'm Rosalie. Edward's sister."
"I'm Jacob."
