AN: Okay. I had to go to church and I didn't have as much time on it as the others. I did the disclaimer once, and I don't plan on doing it again. Once is enough, right? So you know it's not mine or my name wouldn't be Aislinn Night, it would be Stephaney Something-or-other.
The heat; the steam, ugh, Jake's shower rocks! It's not too big, and… well for me, he must be squeezing to get through the bathroom door! But the shower is awesome. Better than mine. Better than Edward's, the only loss is Jake has to do my gauss again; I probably shouldn't have had him do that right then and there. I should have waited.
I didn't want to use all the hot water, where as I would have hadn't it been the burning of the water on my already hot skin, not to mention my back. I turned off the water and I looked down and was shocked. There was blood, coating the floor, from my back. I sighed and turned the water on.
After the blood was rinsed off and down the drain, I turned the water off once again. I didn't want to wear my clothes so I walked into Jake's room in the towel. When I passed the door way into the living room, they stopped talking, and I could feel there stares. I chuckled, "You all need girlfriends… minus you Sam."
I got to Jacob's room and I found my clothes on the bed.
After I changed, I walked out and pointed to my outfit, looking at Jacob. "I own over 6 pairs of pants, 3 caprices, and you bring me one of my only shorts? Then, a midriff, my only midriff?" I asked.
Jake still wouldn't look me in the eye; he just nodded. I sighed and walked over and sat next to him, I put my arms over the edge of the couch.
"I really hate that," I spoke up.
That got everyone's attention.
"What?" Jake asked me.
"You don't notice it? I sure as hell do. It's pissin' me off," I hedged.
"Well?" Seth's innocence got the better of him.
I sighed. "I either walk by—you guys stare either way—and everything stops. The talking, the joking… everything. Talk, please. It's too quiet."
"What do you guys want us to say?" Sam asked me.
"I would rather ask a couple questions, but those can wait. Umm, do you want to go for a run?" I asked after a little thought.
"Why? We could just sit and talk," Paul huffed, angry.
"You just have a stick up your butt because you got beaten by a young one," Quill said.
"Is anyone hungry?" I asked.
Everyone ended up wither raising their hand or saying yes.
As soon as I got this, I jumped up. Everyone was staring at me.
"Get up, all of you," I ordered.
I walked out of the truck and into the night air. I hopped into the truck, rolled out the window, and hollered to them who were standing outside just looking at me, "Two in the front, the rest in the back."
"Where are we going?" Quill asked.
"My house."