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I sit in the passenger seat of the Rabbit, Jacob had opened the car door for me and Bella so we wouldn't have to sit on the floor, sure it's a tight squeeze for Bella and I, but I am guessing that the floor is worse.

"How do you know all of this stuff?" I ask looking down at, Jacob.

He looks up at me and says "I work on a lot of things with my friends, Quil and Embry, so I kind of learned as I went along with it. We'd messed up a lot of stuff before..."

"Quil and Embry?" Bella interrupts him, there it is that name again, I'm happy that, Bella said something; I don't know how much longer I could hold out not making a joke. "They're odd names."

"Yeah, Quil is a hand-me-down name, and I think, Embry is named after some soap star."

"There has to be more to it than that." I say.

"What do you mean?" Jacob asks, he turns to face me.

"I am just saying, you don't just name you're kid after some soap star, not a name like that anyway."

"I guess," he chuckles "Just don't say anything to them; if you start on their name's they'll tag team you."

"Great friends," Bella says sardonically.

"No, they are, just don't mock their names."

At that moment, a voice rings out in the distance. "Jacob!"

"Oh my god, is it Billy?" Bella asks, I look at Jacob my eyes wide with panic.

"No," Jacob says shaking his head "But if you speak of the devil he will come."

I furrow my brow in confusion at him, but then I catch on, feeling more than a little stupid for not knowing what he meant.

"Jake, are you out there?"

"Yeah!" Jacob replies.

We don't wait long before two boys walk into the shed, they have the same skin tone as Jacob, one is almost the same size as him, and is thin, he has black hair that comes to his chin, he has one side tucked behind his ear while the other swings free.

The other boy is shorter but burlier. He has short hair, almost a buzz cut, and his white shirt is stretched over his chest and arms, he seems proudly conscious of this fact.

"Hey, guys." Jake greats them halfheartedly, I watch as the two boys look around the garage and then their eye's find me and Bella, they look between us for a while before they speak, and decide where they want to look.

"Hey, Jake," the short one says, he keeps his eyes on, Bella. I smile at the boy, who looks at my cousin with an impish smile stamped across his face.

"Quil, Embry. This is Bella and her cousin, Grace," I notice that, Jacob has a sly smile on his face when he speaks to them.

I still don't know which Quil is, and which Embry is. "You're Charlie's daughter right?" the brawny boys asks, Bella holding out his hand. She nods "Which makes you his niece."

I nod "Yeah, that's me." I say. I shake his hand, and unlike when I shook, Jacobs I feel nothing however; he does appear to be flexing slightly.

the same boy smiles and says "I've heard a lot about you, from Charlie," he smiles at me. "I'm Quil Ateara," he announces gladly before letting go of my hand.

"Nice to meet you," I say.

"Hey, Grace, I'm Embry, Embry Call," the other boy says to me when he is done introducing himself to Bella "But, you probably figured that out." He smiles at me shyly.

"And it's nice to meet you too." I say.

I can tell straight away, that Embry is the timid one out of the three friends. He places his hands in his pockets and seems to stand quite awkwardly, while Quil stands with a lot of confidence.

"So what are you doing out here?" Quil asks, still his eyes remain on Bella.

"Well, we are going to fix up these bikes." Jacob says. He emphasises the word 'we' and points to me and Bella as he says it.

"Awesome!" the two boys say. The word 'Bikes' seems like a trigger word, because now the three boys all gather round the broken down body of 'Bella's bike'

I guess you'd really have to be a boy, or a mechanic to understand the jargon they we're using when talking about the bikes.

I watch them for a while, they all enthuse about the bike that is destined for Jacob, the Harley Sprint-I think.

Bella slides out of the rabbit, and I follow suit. The boys were still immersed in their conversation when, Jake looks up at us, he looks apologetic "We aren't boring you are we?" He asks.

"No," Bella shakes her head "I just need to feed, Charlie." She admits.

"Yeah, and Bella is my ride home, if I don't go now I'll be stranded." I joke.

"Well, you could stay. I could take you home I don't mind." Jacob says, sounding a little enthusiastic at the thought of me staying.

I bend down and grab my jacket, I fold it over one arm and smile at him "As much as I would love to stay"- and I really would, I had been enjoying myself "I have to get home; my sister's been with Charlie so she'll need feeding too, and my mum's at work, thanks for the offer though. Bye, Jacob."

"Oh, okay," he says his eyes grow sad. "So when do you two want to work on these again?" Jake asks.

"Well I can come back tomorrow," Bella says. I notice Quil nudge Embry

"Yeah sure," Jacob agrees "Grace, will you be here?" Jacob asks.

I shake my head "I can't" I say "I have to work tomorrow, nine till five."

"Oh," Jacob says, his voice grows sullen "Okay then." at this Quil and Embry grin at each other like mad men.

I furrow my brow at them in confusion.

Bella sighs and says "So Jake, if you make a list of the things we need, we can get them tomorrow, I'll bring the money."

"That's perfect." Jacob grins. He looks down at the bikes and then back up to Bella, "But I feel really bad making you pay, shouldn't, Grace chip some in too?" he asks, he looks at me and winks playfully.

I nudge him lightly with the toe of my shoe; he smiles at me.

"No," Bella says "If I were to take these to a garage it would cost me so much more. Besides, you're working on them, and you are going to teach us how to ride them. So I'm paying, and it was my idea, so, Grace doesn't have to worry about anything."

"Okay, then, deal." Jacob says. I see Quil whisper something to Embry, but I can't make out what is said, Jacob raises his hand and clips Quil around the back of his head. "Okay, that's it get out." He says.

"No, it's fine Grace and I were just leaving." Bella says.

"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow, Bella." He says.

"Great, I'll see you then." She replies.

I wave once at Jacob, and then wave at Quil and Embry. Bella grabs my wrist and pulls me out of the garage a little more harshly than what is needed.

As soon as Bella and I leave sight I hear Quil and Embry chorus "Whooo!"

Followed by a sound of scuffling and a, "Hey," followed by and "Ouch!"

Then I hear Jacob say "If either of you two set a toe on my land tomorrow…" his voice is lost as Bella and I walk through the trees.

I hear giggling, and then Bella and I stop, I look at her with wide eyes, she was laughing. Bell was actually laughing at something, maybe Jacob really was a gift from above.

I smile at her, and then she laughs a little again. It's great to hear her laugh again.

In the truck on the way home, it was decided by, Bella that Faith and I would have dinner with her and Uncle Charlie, by now my mum would most likely be on her way to work, and Uncle Charlie could be home, Bella and I had lost track of time.

As expected when we walk into the house, Faith and Uncle Charlie sit at the kitchen table. "Hey, dad, Faith," Bella greets them with a grin; Uncle Charlie widens his eyes in shock. And then glances at me, I shrug my shoulders and smile.

I sit down next to, faith, who is just finishing a glass of coke.

"So did you two girls have fun with, Jacob?" He asks.

"Yeah," I say at the same time as Bella. We both exchange a glance and a small grin.

"Good, what did you do?" Uncle Charlie asks. Bella starts to make the food, she clangs pots and pans together, I can see that this is a question I will have to answer.

"We watched him re-build a car; did you know he has literally remodelled a Volkswagen Rabbit?"

"Yeah, Billy mentioned that." He says "And that's really all you did?" He asks.

I nod my head "Yup, it was really interesting."

"Who's Jacob," Faith asks.

"He's Billy Back's kid, do you remember Billy?" I ask, the last time we were here- before we made the move- Faith had only been nine, so chances were she didn't remember much about them. She shakes her head, "Well, Bella and I were friends with, Jacob, when we were younger, and then we stopped talking, when the visiting became less frequent, and now, we are talking again." I explain to her.

"Oh," she says. "And you really just watched some guy rebuild a car?"

"Yeah, is that so hard to believe?" I ask.

"Well, you must really like him," Faith says, in a suggestive manner, Uncle Charlie looks at me and widens his eyes.

"You, know, it's not like that." I say, "We are honestly just friends." I find it weird that I am calling him a friend already, but I feel the need to.

I am thankful when, Bella put's dinner on the table, it stops Faith, and Uncle Charlie talking, I swear they could be the same person.

After dinner I help Bella wash the dishes, she had been happy for the most part of the afternoon, but now her brown eyes seemed dull and glazed over, as they had been for moths, she moves slowly, and when it's time for Faith and I to leave.

She smiles weakly, and waves halfheartedly, No I think to myself, no way is she slipping back.

I potter around my own house while, Faith watches a film. I sit down beside her, and watch whatever it is that she has on, some lame comedy that isn't even funny.

It gets late- I have failed to do my homework yet again, and I can feel my eyes threatening to close at any minute, after the late night yesterday and busy day I have had today, I see no reason why I shouldn't fall straight to sleep.

That is until I get into bed, and wait to see how Bella will react, another dreamless sleep for her. I smile as I think that she is finally getting better, finally getting over him.

I wake next morning to the sound of my alarm clock buzzing, I sit up slowly and turn to face my window a dim light is being cast through the drawn curtains.

I jump out of my bed, feeling more energetic than I have in a while. I open the curtains, and see the sun is out in full force- well for Forks- I shut my curtains again quickly, I grab my towel and run to the bathroom.

I get changed into my work clothes, and once I have dried my hair I tie it up into a loose bun on the top of my head. I don't put any make-up on, I'm only going to work, I'm not trying to impress anyone there.

"Morning," I reply with a smile on my lips.

"You seem happy," she says.

"I am. Have you been in long?" I ask.

"Good," she says "And no, about fifteen minutes, I'm just having a cup of coffee and then, I'm having a nap, it's my day off but I do have to work again tomorrow morning."

"I don't know how you do it, swapping and changing shifts all the time," I say. "I'm glad I only work during the day."

"Well, you only have a part time job, and you have worked night shifts before." My mum says.

"Yeah, but only once or twice, they don't expect me to do it all the time, only if someone else can't work, and I get more pay for working unsociable hours and doing over time."

"Well, aren't you the lucky one," my mum says sardonically.

I sit and talk with her until she finishes her coffee, and at that point I have to set off for work anyway.

"I'll see you later mum, at about six," I call out to her as I leave the house.

"Okay, sweetie, I'll see you later." She replies.

I walk out to the car, hating that my work uniform is black; it soaks up way to much heat. I drive to work with the top down on the convertible; it's far too warm to have it up today.

I get to work with only a few minutes to spare, I hate rush hour, but I love living in Forks, because the town is so small it is never as busy as it was in LA and that is something I can cope with.

I walk in to see that it's empty, I hate working early morning, but it's better than working at night. I walk over to the bar where one of my closet friends, Justin Albright, stands cleaning a glass. "Hey," he says as I walk over to where he stands.

"Hi," I reply.

Justin is a dark haired boy, with blue-grey eyes, and a slight bit of stubble on his chin, and he's really good looking. "So what have you been up to since we last spoke?" he asks me.

I shrug "Not much," I say. I look around and sigh "Why is this place open so early, I know they do breakfasts, but no one bothers to come until at the earliest eleven." I complain.

Justin shrugs "I don't know, I can't really tell you," he says "But, I am not complaining like you said, no one turns up for hours, yet we are still getting paid." He smiles at me.

I nod "I guess, that's true."

"So what are you doing after work?" he asks.

I shrug "I don't know, it's a Sunday, and I haven't done any homework so probably that," I say.

"I forgot, you're still in school." He says.

"Hmm, and you're a drop out." I joke.

"No," he says "I didn't drop out, I graduated, and then I didn't get accepted into any colleges."

"Tough break," I say.

He nods in agreement, Justin is nineteen, and graduated a year ago. "Well," He says "We should probably do some work," he changes his tone to a sardonic one, "I mean, business is booming, look at it."

I turn and look around the empty room, and then glare at him "Are you just trying to get rid of me, because I can go," I say in a joking tone.

He shakes his head "Nah, I'd never want to get rid of you." His face reddens slightly "I-I uhh."

I smile at him "Thanks," I say. "Well, I've got to set the tables for the day." I walk away from him and begin to place menus and salt and pepper shakers on all of the tables along with pots that have knives and forks and napkins in them.

When I am done I walk back over to the bar and talk to Justin again, he starts talking about football, which I do have a vague interest in, I nod along, and talk about it with as much enthusiasm as I can.

The work day drags, it must have something to do with the weather, not many people want to sit inside a restaurant and eat on a day like this, I can't say I blame them in all honesty. All I want to do is go home.

I make a small amount of tips, but still its money I didn't have this morning. I take off my apron and hang it over my arm "Well, It's time for me to go." I say to Justin.

"Lucky you," he says. "I have to work, for another couple of hours yet."

"At least you're making money." I say.

He smiles at me "Yeah, I guess." He says. "Well, I'll see you next week, Marilyn," he says. I scowl at him in a joking manner, he is one of the only people who call me this, and all because my last name is Monroe.

"Yeah, I'll see you Albright," I reply.

I walk out of the building, and the air is starting to cool down slightly, it's still warm but there is a light breeze in that air that takes away the stickiness of the warm weather.

I drive down the road listening to the radio, something I can't do when I am in a car with Bella, I love driving alone, because I can do this if I want to.

I drum along on my steering wheel as the song Sunday Girl by Blondie starts to play on the radio, this is one of my all-time favourite songs, I turn the radio up until my ears can't stand the volume going any louder.

I pull up outside my house after around fifty minutes of driving time, I shut off the radio, and then the engine, I walk into the house, and see Jacob, Bella, and my mum all sat at the kitchen table.

I suddenly regret not wearing any make-up, and it's all because of, Jacob.

"Hey," my mum says as she catches sight of me.

Jacob is the first one to turn around "Hey, Grace," he says with a smile on his lips.

"Hi, Jake." I reply, before asking "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, well, my dad wanted to invite you and your mum and Faith over for dinner."

"Oh, cool," I say "Yeah, I'll just go get changed, mum are you coming?"

She shakes her head "No, Faith went out, so I am waiting for her to come in."

"Oh, okay, well I'll be down in a minute… Hi, Bella," I add on as a last minute thought.

I run upstairs and change out of my work clothes; I pull on a pair of skinny jeans and a black tank top with a red plaid shirt over the top that I leave unfastened.

I put on a small amount of make up and run down stairs "Hey, you ready to go?" Bella asks as I make my way into the kitchen. I nod and smile.

"Yeah," I say "I'll see you later mum."

"Okay, don't be home too late, you have homework to do don't forget." She says.

I nod "Yeah, I know." I say. It's very rare that I hand in my homework on time, because I always leave it 'till the last minute to do it, but I always pass my assignments, so I'm not worried.

Bella, Jacob and I all climb into Bella's truck, I get in after Jacob and sit by the window, it's a nice drive to La Push, because Jacob keeps up talking about things, he talks about his friends, and school.

We arrive at Jacob's house, and I see that there are a few people there, there's Billy, Jacob, Uncle Charlie, and a man who I am told is Harry Clearwater, he's here with his wife Sue, his daughter Leah, and his son Seth.

Seth is fourteen, and hangs on Jacobs every word, he idolises him, or at least it appears that I would too, if I was younger and a boy. I mean, he's tall, muscular- kind of- good looking, and he can fix cars and bikes, yeah, he's definitely the type of guy most teenaged boy's would look up to.

Leah is a senior like me and Bella, but she is one year older, and she is beautiful, in an exotic way, she is by far one of the prettiest girls I have ever has sleek black hair, and perfect copper skin.

Seth talks excitedly to us, he's a funny kid, Leah on the other hand stays quieter, she will add small things into conversation, and mainly talks to me.

There isn't enough room for us all at the table, so instead Sue makes Harry and Uncle Charlie, carry chairs outside, and we all sit in the garden eating pasta off of plates on our laps, it's nice, the air is breeze and warm.

And the sky is clear, a dark blue canvas that stretches out over La Push and the moon is a thin crescent in the sky, it looks amazing.

Everyone sits talking among themselves. Jokes are interrupted by the laughter at a punch line that belonged to another joke.

"Yeah, I'm up for a fishing trip," my Uncle Charlie says to Harry. "We should go crabbing," he says.

"Yeah, just remember to keep it away from me," I say.

My Uncle Charlie grins at me and says "Well, you'll just have to eat my other food."

"Why?" Harry asks.

"Oh, I'm allergic to Shellfish." I say.

"How bad is it?" Jacob asks. "Like, what happens if you eat crab?"

"Well," I begin. "When I was younger it wasn't so bad, I didn't even know I was allergic to it until I was five, and even then all I ever got was a rash." I take a breath, and start talking again "So I used to eat it in little bits because it was only a rash, and then one day, when I was ten I had some crab, that Uncle Charlie had bought, we were visiting him. And my tongue swelled up, and my throat got tight."

They all stare at me with wide eyes, "So, I was taken to the hospital, and they gave me this shot, of something- possibly adrenalin- I'm not sure what it was." I say "And then I was okay."

"I remember that day." Bella says. "I was really scared, I had no idea what was happening."

"Neither did I," I admit "I was ten."

"I still feel bad about that day." Uncle Charlie says. "If I hadn't fed you it, that wouldn't have happened."

I shake my head "Don't." I say, "Because had you not have fed me it, I'd have probably eaten it when I was alone. And I couldn't talk that day, so I wouldn't have been able to do anything, plus I was only ten."

He smiles at me halfheartedly. "I guess," he says.

"But you do like sea food?" Harry asks.

I nod my head "Yeah, but I have to watch out what I'm eating, in case it contains shellfish."

"Good," Harry says "Not liking fish should be a sin." He says in a joking manner.

Sue laughs quietly and then tries unsuccessfully to make Harry eat something green and leafy as she warns him about his cholesterol.

Talk changes subject, and again people start their own discussions again. Jacob whispers to me "Remind me, not to ever let you eat shellfish."

I smile at him and continue to talk to Seth about his school friends.

That is until it starts to drizzle. The weather has been fine all day, and now it has to rain? "Well, I guess we'd better get going." Uncle Charlie says.

We all bid our goodbyes before walking away to Bella's car. Me, Bella and Uncle Charlie, all go home in Bella's truck, since Harry had brought Uncle Charlie here.

I take the window seat; I rest my head against the cool glass, and watch as the rain hits the window and runs down it, leaving streaks on the glass.

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P.S; I apologise if this chapter was boring.