Hello again : ) I don't have much to say this time… oh, except for the fact that I'm not sure if this is the right chapter……so if this chappy seems out of place… notify me and it will be replaced : ) but, I'm pretty sure this is the right one.
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When we arrived at Jacob's house we were welcomed by an irritated Billy, and a quite happy couple that I could only assume to be Rachel and Paul.
As Jake helped me out of his Rabbit, Billy wheeled over to us pretty quickly for an aging man in a wheelchair.
"Hello, Renesmee. It's good to see you again." Billy greeted me with a vibrant smile. Whether he intended it or not, his preference for me over his son was easily seen. I saw Jake's smile falter a little and I held back a giggle before saying anything back.
"Hey, Billy. Thank you so much for letting me stay with you guys. It's nice to be away from my parents for a little while." I politely thanked Billy for his hospitality; but Billy was shaking his head before I was finished.
"The pleasure is all mine, Nessie. You know you are every bit as welcome here as any of my children." Billy explained kindly, and lightened the mood by teasing his daughter and her fiancée. "You two don't understand how grateful I am to have someone, anyone, besides these two for company. Paul was starting to take his toll on me."
Paul and Rachel made their way over to us just as Billy was finishing his comment, and immediately Paul came up with a "witty come back."
"What's the matter, Billy?" Paul retorted, "Still don't like me too much?" Then he started howling in laughter and Rachel smacked the back of his head playfully. Then she turned to say hello.
"Hey," She said warmly, "I'm sorry about that. I'm glad I'll have another female around the house."
"Same here. I'm glad Jake will have someone to vent all that guy stuff on." I agreed with a grin. I knew there was a reason I liked Rachel.
"Why don't we all head inside then. You and Jacob can unpack and relax. Then we'll get lunch started." Rachel suggested.
After a murmur of agreement, we all headed into the house to prepare for our stay.
* * * * *
"So, how are you and Jacob holding up?" asked Rachel. We were now in the kitchen preparing an early lunch for the boys who, according to Rachel will "eat us out of house and home if we don't feed them regularly." I had laughed so hard when she told me that that I was crying. Since I had been living with Jake for so long, you didn't have to tell me that twice for me to believe it.
"Great." I said after a moment. I immediately regretted hesitating in even the slightest with my answer. She noted my hesitation and now I could see concern growing in her expression. I wasn't resenting having to tell her anything; I had already formed a bond with Rachel that was different than from any of my other friendships. It was having her worry that I resented. I tried to keep a blank expression in order to keep her calm. Unfortunately, I hadn't inherited Dad's infamous "poker face" Mom always told me about when she told me about her human days with Dad.
"Come on, Nessie," Rachel pleaded to me while still working on the lunch. "You can't expect me to swallow that one, can you? No new relationship is perfect. You have to start out somewhere."
I bit my lip hard. I didn't know if this was exactly something I should tell my boyfriend's sister about. While I scrambled around in my head for an explanation, Rachel started to get impatient.
"Nessie," she warned me. "If you don't tell me anything then I'll just assume the worst. Like you're pregnant, or have ST-"
Once she said pregnant I had to stop her, she couldn't be more off on the issue.
"Ohmygosh!" I blurted out, putting a hand to my heart. "Oh, gosh, no! Jake and I aren't like that! Why would you say that? We barely got together a few months ago. And, technically, I'm not even five!"
Then I blushed and covered my face with my hands. That was seriously embarrassing. My boyfriend's sister assumed we were having…! At that moment I was insanely glad that the guy's were no where to be seen. That would have been a million times worse.
"Oh. Thank goodness!" I removed my hands from my face for a minute to see Rachel sigh in relief as she leaned onto the cluttered kitchen counter. Once I took in her reaction I put my head in my hands again.
Then a few minutes later I felt her somewhat cooler hands trying to pry my hands off of my face. I decided to help her out and take them off willingly. When I looked up at her I saw her pretty face was contorted in regret.
"I'm so sorry, Nessie!" She rushed to give me her apology. "I didn't mean to make you upset! I just said that stuff to get you to talk! I didn't mean it I swear! I know you and Jake aren't that serious yet, but I blurted it out anyway. Can you forgive me? Look, maybe I should back off. I know I shouldn't have been so nosy! Nessie? Say something, please!"
When she was done blurting out her apology I forgave her quickly.
"Rachel, it's okay. I was just embarrassed that's all. I forgive you. It's just that… Well, it's not something I can explain easily. It's just… Jake and I are sorta in a… stage..." I floundered around my head, trying to figure out a way to put it so she could understand.
It was quiet while Rachel processed this information. Then slowly, a sheepish grin spread over a face and my knees went weak with relief. She understood.
"That's perfectly normal, Nessie." Rachel stated. "In fact, I remember when Paul and I were at that pivotal point in our relationship, too." Then she got that glossed over look in her eyes she always gets when she talks about Paul; and I knew I had to snap her out of it.
"Hello?" I waved my hand in front of her face. "Some girl advice might be useful right about now!"
Then she blinked, snapping out of her reverie, and blushed a deep red visible even through her russet skin.
"Oh, right. Anyway, my advice is do only what you're ready for. When you're ready, you'll know." Then she grinned again, obviously proud of her "wise" advice.
"Gee, Thanks." I remarked sarcastically. I hated when people answered my pleading cries for help with the standard "when you're ready."
Then Rachel broke into a fit of laughter, which caused me to blush.
"I know it might not sound like much now, trust me, I know, but when the time comes you'll be glad I didn't directly tell you what to do." She said simply.
"So how are your parents doing?" She said, with no attempt at being subtle. With that, the subject was closed and I gave her the basic rundown of how things were going for the rest of the Cullens. While I tried to get into the conversation, I knew Jake and I were going to hit a roadblock soon.
Thnx again to meeshell for being extraordinarily helpful and also da small 1 for the support… oh!!!!
NEW STORY: I have this new story idea…. Well, I've already typed some of it and right about now it's just for me and my friends, but basically it's and EXB story from mainly APOV, BPOV and maybe EPOV. I made it so they were younger so ya…. I'll give you a little taste and tell me if you want it posted : )
I sighed in irritation as I waited for the damn period to be over. Choir has got to be more interesting than this horribly made PowerPoint for English. I was also eager to escape the constant whispers and looks for the new kid, Edward Cullen.
Review and tell me if I should post it. If I get enough encouragements, it'll be posted with the next chapter. So let me know. If I post it you'll be informed in the next A/N. Oh, and if you any title ideas-if I post it- please review it or pm me. Love you all lots. -Rosa: )
