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Chapter Three.

BPOV

"Damn! Bella, that was kick ass!" Tyler roared over our lunch table. The whole cafeteria was excited with new gossip of the little showdown between the schools rightful queen 'me' and the one who wants to steal her crown 'Lauren'.

I rolled my eyes.

"That was nothing. Remember when Bella threw a can of worms at her at the freshmen homecoming? Now that was kick ass!" Quil and Tyler kept babbling about all the times I embarrassed Lauren Mallory.

I couldn't help but think back to a time when Lauren and I were best friends.

Flashback

It was eighth grade, the eighth grade formal. Our first and last formal dance in Forks middle school. Kind of like a going away prom. Lauren and I had been best friends since we were in 3rd grade. We met in Mrs. Roy's class and we were inseparable ever since. Everyone made a big deal about the dance. Lauren and I had bought our dresses two months before and we had both gotten ready at my house. We looked hot! We waited at my house for our dates to show up. It was a 'girls ask guys' dance and we both kept who we asked a secret from one another.

We both recieved a texts from our dates telling us to meet them at the dance since they were running late. I remember thinking it was wierd that BOTH of our dates were running late but I pushed it aside. We were both so excited we couldn't wait to surprise each other with who we got as dates.

I remember getting to the dance and holding hands as we walked in, searching for our dates. When we found them we both squealed and pointed.

"Look Bell's there's my date!" Lauren giggled happily. All I saw was my date Ryan Thompson the hottest guy in school. I thought her date was behind him.

"Where? I can't see past my date, Ryan." She pulled her hand away from mine.

"Ryan's your date?" Her voice was high, it got like that when she was really pissed.

"Yeah... Where's your date?"

"Ryan IS my date!" She growled.

End flashback.

You could probably guess how bad the cat fight was now that we hate each other.

"Hey Bella are you okay?" Angela poked my arm to get my attention.

I smiled a little. "Yeah, sure thanks Ang."

"Anytime, you looked a little spaced out."

The bell rang signaling that lunch was over. I grabbed my things and headed out of the cafeteria with Angela to my left and my boys to my right.

-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-

"Yo Bells!" Jake's voice boomed through the crowded hallway. I stopped and waited for him to catch up to me. He lazily swung his arm around me as we made our way toward the gym. We both had gym last period.

"Hey Jakey." I winked at him. He laughed.

"So--" We stopped in front of the gym doors. "Do you really want to go to Gym today?" He read my mind.

"Nope not really, but what did you have in mind?"

"Getting into trouble?"

"Definitely." I laughed as we ran in the opposite direction of the gym towards the parking lot.

Since Charlie gave me a ride to school that morning we both hopped on Jake's bike and headed in the direction of my house. Once we got there he followed me inside.

"Hungry?" I asked as I dropped my jacket on the couch.

"Nope, I'm good." He dropped his massive body onto the same couch.

"JAKE!" I ran over and pushed him off of the sofa.

"Jeez, Bell's! What was that for?" He sat up on the floor rubbing his head. I picked up my leather jacket and smoothed it out before hanging it in a nearby closet.

"You would've ruined my new leather." I said simply.

"Seriously?" He asked getting up.

"Duh."

"Wow Bella, so since you pushed me off the couch... I was thinking...-" Oh no. I started backing away slowly and he started walking foward at the same pace.

"Jacob..." I warned.

"Bella..." He smirked.

I quickly turned and sprinted for the stairs. But he was too fast for me, he grabbed me by the waist and lifted me like I was a little rag doll. He dropped the two of us on the couch and hovered over me like a man made cage. There was little space between our faces.

He stared hard into my eyes and for the first time in my life I noticed how truly beautiful my best friend was. I always knew he was attractive and he could probably have any girl he wanted but at this moment the way his long hair fell in front of his face and the way his dark eyes appraised me as f I was god's gift to the world I actually felt something other than friendship.

Something that had been gnawing at the edges of my mind for years but I've been to oblivious to sense it. It all hit me at that moment.

"Bella..." He said again. But this time it sounded as if he was asking permission.

"Jacob..." He took that as permission.

His mouth slammed down on mine. His lips were smooth and moist. But at the same time the kiss was hot and passionate. It didn't feel like kissing my brother anymore it felt like kissing someone I've been in love with for years.

And it scared the hell out of me.

I pushed as hard as I could against his chest. He parted from me confused.

"What?" His voice was soft, I could tell he felt what I was just feeling. Only problem was it didn't seem to scare him. I could see it in his eyes. He liked it.

"I..I can't. Let me up." My voice was shaky.

He stared at me. His black eyes went hard. Apparently I looked as scared as I felt.

He stood up and sat on my father recliner. I sat up on the couch and put my head on my knees.

We sat together in silence for a few minutes.

Jake never took rejection well. Even though he was probably rejected only one time in his life and it coming from me probably only made it worse.

"You know we have to talk about it." I whispered. My voice was calmer now that I could control myself.

He looked up at me. And the hardness in his face disappeared he masked it with happiness.

It was fake, I knew and He knew.

"Later 'kay? Lets go have some fun." He got up and got my jacket. I met him at the door and we both headed outside together. We both got on his bike and we sped down my road, my arms tightly latched around his waist and his eyes focused on the road.

And even though I just had one of the weirdest and scariest moments of my life the U-HAUL moving truck that was coming down my street still seemed oddly important. Just another nosy trait that comes from living in a small town.


Authors note: Hope you liked it!!!!!! Edward comes in the next chapter. Read and Review please!

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