My father has been picking me up from school recently and Jacob has been sitting in the back seat, pissed off at the fact that he can't drive his awesome car. Knowing his paranoid nature and what happened the previous week, I didn't blame him.
I closed the door behind me as I entered the silver Volvo, rolling my eyes at the girls swooning about my "hot brothers" in the car.
My dad noticed the situation and chuckled.
"So how was your day today?" He asked, turning to look at me although the car was going at at least 200 miles per hour.
"It was…normal" I hesitated but I figured my dad would pick it out of my mind as soon as I thought it anyway. My dad was like my 'speed dial' my ability to send thoughts to people and his to read thoughts ultimately results in him being able to read me the easiest and me to send my thoughts to him the fastest.
"Well…there's this boy who really acts kinda weird. He stares…a lot." I muttered, the whole experience in the hallway coming back to me.
I knew he would be able to hear me even without me making a sound but I had a feeling my dad wanted me to say it out loud.
"Maybe he likes you." My dad said, his lips fighting a smile, knowing Jake was behind, "Already, three-quarters of the male population in Forks High School find you irresistibly attractive"
I heard Jake growl quietly from the backseat and I started chuckling too.
It wasn't like I did not understand the whole imprinting thing. Its just that at this point of time, I do not feel that way for Jacob and neither does he.
We passed La Push as I was staring out the window and was suddenly reminded of the camp.
"When is it?" my father asked even before I could turn to face him.
"This weekend. Can I go?"
I saw his eyebrows furrowing for a split second before he rearranged his expression such that it was smug again.
"I thought you didn't like school?" he asked, amused.
"Well I thought maybe I should give it a chance, it's not so bad. I kinda like observing humans. It's interesting"
I chuckled as I saw my father nod and his topaz eyes look like they were looking far ahead, he was probably thinking of how my mother was when she was human.
"Time passes like a bullet train huh?" I added, attempting to end the silence.
He simply laughed and leaned over to ruffle my bronze locks and kiss me on the forehead as we pulled into the Cullen driveway.
