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Chapter 6:

Surprise, Surprise-Part One

Jake's Point of View

"Well…uh…actually…Bells, I…I--"

"Jacob, just tell me! You know you can trust me!"

"I imprinted, Bella. Yesterday."

Phew. I finally spit it out. I hope she takes it well…

"Oh. Who is it?"

"Chloe Covington. She's here visiting the university, and she was at Lonesome Creek, and I went down there, after your wedding, and saw her."

"Does she know?"

"Yes. I told her everything."

"When do I get to meet her?! I'm so excited for you, Jacob!"

"Uh…you can meet her, uh, today, I guess? If you can stay here for a little while, until she comes."

"Okay…what's she like, Jake?"

"She's great, Bells. She really is the perfect match for me. She likes cars, and thinks this whole werewolf thing is cool. She wasn't freaked out or anything, she took me right away. I was really surprised about that. Most people should have run screaming…"

Bella giggled.

"What?!" I had to figure out what was so funny.

"You sound like Edward! He said the same thing about me. He kept saying he was waiting for me to go into shock, and run screaming."

"Oh. I guess the-I mean, Edward and I do have something in common. Well, other than you. Wait a second, weren't you supposed to be, well…you know…"

"Uh…yeah, but, I made Edward…promise me something, to do…before the, uh…change…that I wanted to do…as a human…"

"Oh…I get it. Never mind. It was nice though, to see you again before you turned into a bloo--"

"Vampire."

"Yeah."

Bella's Point of View

He imprinted?! I can't believe this! Bella, you should be happy for him! I tried to convince myself of this. He'll finally be off my back for choosing Edward, at least. I just…can't help it! Someone else is going to be occupying his time! Someone else is going to be drinking soda in the garage with him! Someone else is going to be cliff-diving with him! Well, technically I never went cliff-diving with him, but still…

"So, when is she coming over, Jake?"

"Actually, I'm meeting her in Seattle at 11:30. You can come, if you like, or wait until later. We will probably come back here, for a walk on the beach or something."

"Hmm…maybe I should wait. We don't want her to jump to conclusions if you bring another girl."

We both laughed, and I hoped he didn't sense how awkward this was getting. I didn't know if I should leave, and come back later, or just hang out here all day with Billy and the rest of 'the pack' while I wait for Chloe and Jacob to return. I decided it would be best to leave, that way Edward won't worry.

"Uh, I guess I should go, then, so you can get ready. You'll have to leave soon."

"What? What time is it?"

"It's eight. Doesn't it take a few hours to get there?"

"Uh, yeah, I guess so…I'll have to leave in just a few minutes. I better get my act together. I've got to call to make reservations! Damn, why didn't you come wake me up sooner?!"

We laughed again as he scrambled to get dressed. Great, more awkward moments…he had started to pull his pants off, revealing a pair of boxer shorts, and that's when I decided to make a run for it.

"Uh, Jake, you know I'm still in here, right? I know we're best friends and all, but…"
"Oh! Sorry, Bells! I forgot! I'm so sorry! I'll see you later, okay?! I'm just in a hurry! You'll be back down later tonight, am I right?"

"Yeah, Jacob. See ya." I said this as I walked out of the door, shielding my eyes. I chuckled as I went back out to the truck. I waved to Billy as I pulled away; he was looking out the window. He smiled and waved back, out of courtesy. I kept thinking of this girl, Chloe, on my way back to Forks. What I wasn't expecting, though, was what I saw next.

"Emmett?!"

He was standing outside Mike's house, giggling about something. Just standing there, and giggling. So unlike Emmett. Well…sort of. I wondered what he was up to…probably some mindless prank. Again. Last time, he planted condoms in the yard, so Mike's dog dug them up and carried them in the house to Mrs. Newton. I have to say, it was funny, but I feel sorry for poor Mike. His parents put him in therapy, and apparently he was given the sex talk every night for about two weeks. A different approach each time. Emmett, Jasper and Edward still laugh at that every time the words 'condom', 'dog', or 'Mike' are brought up. Even if someone is talking about a microphone, they bust out laughing. Especially Emmett, who has always had the roughest time controlling his outbursts.

"Hey, Bells! What'cha doin'?"

"I was wondering the same thing about you! Please tell me you're not going to plant more condoms. I don't think Mike could live through that again."

Here comes the laughter. His outburst rumbled through the street, and vibrated my 'big clunker', as Emmett himself calls it.

"Emmett, shut up! Mike's gonna hear you and come outside!"

"No he won't. They're gone."

With this, his face took a truly evil expression. He reminded me of the way Victoria looked when she smiled. Thank God Edward killed her, or that may have frightened me.

"So, what are you doing?"

"Oh, nothing. Just came to check up on Sparky. I volunteered to housesit, you know."

"Oh, God. How did you manage that?"

"Silly Bella. You know I can manage anything."

I laughed at his idiocy. I was getting bored, so I decided to leave him to whatever he was planning.

"I'm going to go, Emmett. Don't humiliate him too much, please?"

"Whatever. See ya, Bella."

I floored the gas pedal, as if it would do any good. I love this truck so much, but sometimes it does annoy me how slow it is. Although I would never admit it to Edward, or any of the Cullens for that matter. They'd probably custom-order me a one-of-kind foreign sports car, and have it mailed directly to Charlie's house. If a car can be mailed. It would be pretty difficult to fit in a mailbox. I chuckled at my insanity, although I knew that if I asked for it, Edward or Alice at least would try to make something like that happen. Of course, I never would ask for it, because a nice car would not be a good thing for me. I would become even more clumsy-if that's possible-because I would be trying too hard to take care of my car. I can see it now, I'd open the door right into my face, and get a big slash on my forehead, spilling blood all over the shiny paint of the car. I'd have to fork over a few hundred dollars to get the paint job fixed.

I pulled onto the long driveway leading to the Cullen manor, and Emmett raced by the driver's side door.

"I beat you!" He yelled as he passed by. I laughed at his idiocy once again.

Edward walked up to my door, a confused expression painting his face.

"What was that about?"

"Nothing. I just…ran into Emmett on my way here. Apparently he wanted to race."

"Idiot. Whatever. So, what would you like to do today?"

I chuckled at Edward's reference to 'the idiot', and decided that today I wanted to go along with whatever Edward wanted to do. Usually, he didn't ask me what I wanted to do unless he already had something planned. Strange, I know, but true.

"I don't know. I'm going back to La Push later, though. Jacob wants me to…meet someone."

"Oh. Who does he want you to meet?"

He was mocking me. Just great. I laughed, all the same, but I didn't think it was my right to tell him about Jake. God, I don't know what to do! If I don't tell Edward, then he'll just go snooping around in Jacob's head, but if I do tell him, Jake might get mad at me. Whatever, I'm going to tell him anyway. That way I can tell somebody how I really feel about it. Edward may not like it, me being jealous and all, but he'll get over it.

"Uh…he imprinted. On a girl named Chloe. He's going to bring her down to the beach later, and wanted me to meet her."

"Oh. And you're willing?"

"I want to make sure she's good enough for him. She better not be a snob or anything, or just a downright bitch. Excuse my language, Edward dear. At least it wasn't someone from school…like Lauren or something. God, I don't know what I'd do if he imprinted on her."

Edward unexpectedly started belting out a rampage of laughter, and then Emmett and Jasper entered the room, giggling again. I guessed it was something to do with whatever attack they had planned for Mike. Usually, Edward would condemn them as 'immature' or something like that, but I think he…dislikes Mike Newton enough to be up for this one. I hope it's not too bad. I sighed, hoping Edward would tell me what it was they had planned.

"I'll tell you later." He said, still stifling a few chuckles here and there. "Come with me."

I followed him, and was more and more wary as we got closer to out destination. We arrived at Alice's closet, with everyone but Alice, Carlisle, and Esme in tow behind us.

"What are we--"

"Just come on. You're going to love this."

"Somehow I doubt it."

Although I very strongly doubted I would enjoy this at all, when Jasper and Rosalie started holding articles up to Emmett, I couldn't help to laugh as well. I wondered if they were actually going to try and fit Alice's clothes onto Emmett. I laughed again just at the thought. I ran over to a rack of extremely skimpy, and extra-girly clothing, and brought some over for Emmett to 'try on'. Rose squealed in delight, and I remembered that I was the only one that didn't know why we were deciding on an outfit for Emmett. We decided on a magenta dress, that fell about mid-calf. It was a Donna Karan original, and had embroidered roses streaming down the front, diagonally. It was really a very beautiful dress, but once again, I wondered how on earth Emmett was going to get it on…without ripping it to shreds.

"Oooh! We've got to pick out some shoes!" Rosalie, squealing again.

I giggled at the thought of Emmett in a pair of stiletto heels, and it turns out that that's what they ended up picking out. They were silver, and the essence of 'stiletto'. One problem, though. They were a dainty size six, while Emmett must require at least a 12 or 13.

"Hey, how on earth is this stuff going to fit on him?"

"We're going to get the dress altered, and another pair of the shoes in his size! What did you think, silly? We aren't going to ruin Alice's clothes." Rose again. I can't believe I didn't think of that! Duh! Oh well.

"Anyone want to tell me why Emmett is going to wear this?"

"No, silly, it's a surprise!"

"Then why does everyone else know what's going on?!"

"Bella, you know it's hard for us to keep secrets in this house. It's nearly impossible. Another reason you're lucky to be human." I should have expected a response like that from Rosalie. I sighed in defeat.

It was almost time to head out to La Push, so I readied myself to leave. After all, it does take humans a little longer to get ready. I walked to the door, Edward with both arms around my waist, walking clumsily-if that's possible for him-along, slightly behind me. His face was buried in my hair, and I heard him breathe in sharply. He smiled, before turning me around and kissing me full on. I gave in, of course, but I really needed to get going. I pushed him away reluctantly.

"Edward, I've got to go. I'll see you a little later."

"Okay, dear. Farewell to thee."

I chuckled at his abnormal goodbye, and waved as I headed out to the truck. He simply stood at the door, smiling.

On my way to the Blacks', I saw Emmett at Mike's house again. I barely recognized him. He looked like a very large Rosalie. He had been fitted into a blonde wig, and was wearing a certain Donna Karan dress, the one from earlier. The heels were secured on his feet, and I was surprised that they could support his weight. I began to ask what the hell he was doing, but then I saw him throw a small rock up at Mike's window. I was shocked that the window didn't shatter. Emmett started to sing-he was better than I would have thought, although he did sound like a girl. I suppose that's what he was aiming for.

It's something in the way she moves me;

Attracts me like no other lover;

Mike's dog, Sparky, walked up to Emmett, and he/she turned to the dog.

Something in the way she woos me;

I shook my head at his stupidity, and then I saw Mike look out his window. 'Rosalie' motioned for Mike to come down, and asked if 'she' could come in. Of course, Mike says yes. He hurries downstairs, and meets 'Rose' at the door. 'She' slips something from her bra, and slips it into Mike's hand. I can barely see, but it looks a lot like a condom. Strawberry, and glow-in-the-dark. Terrific, I thought. I hear 'her' whisper,

"My favorite."

I laughed insanely, and then noticed that all of the Cullen 'children' were positioned around Mike's house. The only reason I saw them is because I saw a bush move, and then Edward's face popped out. He smiled at me, and I continued to laugh. I would never expect Edward, or Jasper, for that matter to participate in something like this. Emmett, definitely, but not the other two. They always seemed much more calm and collected. Emmett walked into Mike's house, and I decided to go on. I would allow, no, scratch that, force Edward to relay the story to me later. If force is the correct word. I knew very well that I couldn't actually force him to do anything. I drove on to La Push, the butterflies in my stomach becoming more pronounced.