Just to clarify: They faught when they were in the forest, and thats when they changed places. When Bella woke up the next day, Alice was there. Edward (Jake is in his body) came in through the window and stole her. Jacob (Who is Edward) brought her back. They ate breakfast.

"I must be out of my mind." I was sure this was the only logical explanation.

"And since when is anything related to you logical?" He teased from accross the table.

"I really wish you'd stop that." I spat at him.

"No way. This is too much fun!" he had a smug smile on his face and Alice was giggling from across the table.

"Join the club," Alice smirked, "Don't worry, after about five decades you get used to having him know everything." She paused for a moment, before emphasizing, "Everything."

"Oh joy." I said sarcastically, then composed my face. "Anyways, what are we doing today?" I asked with genuine interest. Then I was receiving death glares from the both of them. Alice's eyes were a scorching golden, and Jacob's were the familiar brown. All four of their brows were creased together. I opened my mouth in question, but then realised they would answer in their own time.

"As much as I love being inside your head, I kind of want mine back." He suggested sternly.

"Oh, yeah," I murmured. Then I remembered how they switched in the first place, and was terrified of how he planned on getting back.

"No, no, no," he shook his head violently from across the table. "No way."

"But I-"

"No." He picked himself clumsily out of his chair and stormed off out the back door. I watched his back as he walked away, shocked at how unfamiliar he seemed to be, how clumsy his step was. I missed the way he glided through the air. I missed the way he didn't hesitate in anything. I missed the way he couldn't read my thoughts. All the one-sided conversation was obviously very irritating to Alice, whose soft features were pulled into a tight frown. Her glistening eyes were scorchingly hard as she watched me, her glare intense. I didn't know what to say.

"What?!" And with that he was storming back into the room, fists scrunched into tight balls and jaw set in place.

"That's not what I meant." I quickly reasoned.

"I should hope not," he growled. "Truth be told, I don't know what I'm going to do. I thought assessing the situation with him first woul-"

"He'll never listen."

"Maybe not. But I have a few tricks for capturing my own body."

"And if they don't work?"

"Rage."

"Rage?"

"Rage. Because that's how we changed in the first place."

"Rage?" My voice was high with shock. "Are you crazy. How-"

He cut me off, "I'll just aggitate him until he wants to fight me."

"When you say aggitate..."

"Bella, Bella, Bella. Always worrying."

"Damn right! Rage? I have every right to worry!"

"You know thats unessicary worry. Worry about Charlie in the other room instead. I mean, he just saw you thrown out a two story window and then come back to eat breakfast. You should be in shock . . .yet here you sit, making me eggs for breakfast." He made a good argument.

"Well . . ."

"I can hear him... um, me? He's close."

Then the door came flying open and Jacob stood in all his glory. Well, in all Edward's glory. It somehow didn't feel right. It wasn't the same. I wanted Edward to be Edward and Jacob to be Jacob. "You!" he screamed, pointing his index finger and shooting death glares. "What did you do?!"

"I feel the same way." He rebutted. Then Charlie suddenly appeared in the door frame. Why? Why today? The scene was very close to the one this morning. I hoped he didn't plan on throwing me out the door.