Sorry I didn't update for so long!! School is really hectic these days, but my exams just finished so I can update sooner. Anyway, I'll be starting a new story soon, so look out for that!
"Um, sorry, who?" Who was Jacob Black? Rose and Alice looked at me with bewildered expressions. I just shrugged my shoulders in response.
"Jacob Black, Billy Black's son. You used to play with him and his sisters while Billy and I went fishing." I was getting vague flashbacks… A beautiful beach, somewhere near Forks.
"Vaguely, Dad."
"Anyway, he's in L.A. so I told him you would meet him. I don't have much time now to refresh your memory, but once you see him I'm sure you'll remember him. I gave him your number, so he'll be calling you soon. Bye, Bella, take care."
"Bye, Dad." I hung up.
"What was that about?" Rose asked from the bed.
"Apparently, some old friend of mine is in L.A. Dad wants me to meet him."
"Do you want to meet him?"
"I don't know. I don't remember him." That was the truth. I didn't remember Jacob, or Billy Black, or his daughters. "Dad said that he would call me."
"Oh." Alice thought for a moment, and then suddenly brightened up. "We have to get ready for classes! Bella, shower." I sighed and trudged to the bathroom to get ready for my second day here. Hopefully the classes would be more advanced, seeing as yesterday we didn't do much except cover the basics.
I stood under the shower, enjoying the feeling of the mildly warm water on my body. When I was finished, I wrapped a towel around myself and stepped out of the bathroom. Alice rushed past me inside.
"Your clothes are on your bed." Alice had laid out a black polo top and white skirt on the bed. I slipped them on. Rosalie was not in the room; maybe she had already gone for classes or to the boy's room. I sat down on the bed and waited for Alice. She came out a few minutes later, already dressed and ready.
"Here, let me do your makeup." She started to put eyeliner on me, and I opened my mouth to protest but she cut me off. "There's no use complaining," she said matter-of-factly. "I'll get the makeup on you somehow. Anyway, we're running late, and Rose was ready so she went down to Starbucks to get something for us."
"Oh. Okay." That was nice of Rosalie. Just as I was thinking that, Rose walked in with a Starbucks bag in one hand. Alice made us eat quickly, pointing frantically at the clock whenever we stopped to take a breath. We ran to the main building, hoping we would be on time. When I walked into my violin class, I was happy to see I had made it before the teacher came. I took my seat next to Jessica, ignoring Eric's waves to sit next to him.
"Hey Jess," I smiled at her and she smiled back.
"I heard your friends with the Cullen's and Hale's." She commented, trying to keep the accusation out of her voice. She was what I thought, a gossip.
"Yeah, Alice Cullen and Rosalie Hale are my roommates. Who are you rooming with?" I wanted to steer the conversation away from myself, and towards her. It seemed like she was the kind of person who would talk, even if no one was interested in what she was saying.
"Oh, I have Angela Weber and Lauren Mallory. They're nice." She said, and then giggled quietly. "Did you know that Lauren has a crush on Edward Cullen? You know him, right?" I nodded, and then turned my head. I couldn't understand that strange feeling I got when Jessica mentioned Lauren's crush. I felt anger, desire and possessiveness all at the same time. For the rest of the class I ignored Jessica and concentrated on the sonata's we were playing. They were all easy- stuff I had learned before. After the bell rang signalling the end of class, I quickly put my books in my bag and walked away before either Jessica or Eric could talk to me. I reached the vocals class and walked inside and over to where Alice was waiting for me.
"Hey, Bella," She grinned at me.
"Hey Alice. How was your class?"
"Oh, it was good. Easy, actually."
"Same here."
"So do you like it, so far?" Alice asked.
"Oh, um, yeah, it's nice."
"Well it's good to hear that you like the place," a velvety, melodic voice said from behind me. I didn't have to turn to know who it was. I felt my cheeks grow warm, and saw Alice smiling at me.
"Hi, Edward!" I knew it would be impolite not to look at him, so I took a deep breath and turned around slowly to face him. He was looking down at me from where he stood in front of my desk with a puzzled expression on his face. I just smiled at him, and then turned back to Alice and glared at her. She smiled at me with an innocent expression. I heard Edward sitting down next to me but didn't look towards him. I couldn't concentrate on anything during the next hour. I was aware of Edward sitting next to me, and I couldn't think of anything else other than him. When the bell finally rang, I saw Edward stand up fluidly and walk swiftly out of the class. I stared after him, watching him disappear into the throng of students. I heard Alice talking top-speed about something behind me but I didn't know what it was about. I walked back to our room not paying attention to Alice. I don't know when she realized I wasn't listening anymore, but at some point I noticed the silence. I looked to see what had happened to her, only to see her studying me apprehensively.
"Bella," she said, in a soft, kind tone. "What's wrong?" I sighed. How would I explain this to her?
"It's about Edward. I don't understand him at all- his mood swings, his unexpected aversion to me, when I don't think I even did anything wrong except for what happened at the mall. But we forgave each other for that, anyway." I didn't want to add the last reason, which was that maybe whatever was wrong between Edward and Tanya was being taken out on me. But I didn't believe that. Even though I've only known him for a short time, I didn't believe that he was the kind of person to be rude to one person because of someone else.
"Oh, Bella," She sighed, too. "I'm really sorry you have to go through this. But I promise, I'll explain all of this to you soon- if Edward doesn't do it himself." That was what she told me at the canteen, that she would explain soon, but when was soon? I remembered my promise to myself and tried to keep Edward out of my thoughts. We walked up to the dorm, both of us quiet, and found Rosalie waiting for us in our room.
"Hey guys," she greeted. I gave her a half-hearted smile and sank down on my bed with my eyes closed.
"Bella! The boys are meeting us at Subway in 10 minutes, so get ready quickly." Rosalie said. That caught my attention.
"All the boys?" I croaked out. She looked at me with a weird expression on her face.
"Of course, Bella. Why wouldn't all of them come?" Alice stepped out of the bathroom just that moment to save me the embarrassment of explaining to Rosalie. I went into the bathroom to wash my face and shut the door to block out Alice's voice. I didn't want to have to hear her telling Rose. I splashed the cold water onto my face and then combed my hair. I pressed my ear to the door to make sure Alice had finished talking about it, and when I heard her discussing the pros and cons of wearing high heels, I went out.
"Okay, I'm ready," I said, then sat down to wait for Alice. She chose flat shoes, in the end, claiming that there might be a long line to get our sandwiches and that she wouldn't want to stand for so long in high heels.
We piled into Rose's car, Rose driving; I in the passenger seat and Alice sprawled out in the back seat. I switched the radio on, and the song Who Knew by Pink blared out of the speakers. We started singing along.
If someone said three years from now,
You'd be long gone
I'd stand up and out
Coz they're all wrong
I knew better
Coz you said forever
And ever
Who knew
All of us were singing along at the top of our lungs, Alice mimicking a guitar player in a rock band in the back seat. We stopped at a red light, still singing. Rosalie was shaking her head to the music. A red Mustang pulled up next to us, driven by a few guys that looked our age. The one in the driver seat looked at Rose and whistled loudly. Rose sent him a death glare which he just shook off with a laugh. The light changed to green and Rosalie sped away before the boy even noticed that the light had changed. Alice and I were laughing hysterically seeing Rose's angry face, and after a couple of minutes of trying to stay angry, she too burst out laughing. I had to remind her that she was driving, and the she sobered up.
Rose pulled into a parking space next to a silver, shiny Volvo. We walked into Subway, the boys already waiting for us. Jasper and Alice went to get our orders, while Rose, Emmett, Edward and I stayed at the table. Emmett was hyper. He kept fidgeting with his napkin, with the straw of his coke, anything he could find, till finally, he threw the napkin onto the table.
"I'm sick of this silence! Let's do something. Let's play something." He stared around at the three of us, trying to imitate Alice's pout. It only worked on Rose who leaned across the table and kissed him. I wrinkled my nose and saw Edward reacting in a similar way.
"I agree!" Alice slammed the tray down and sat next to Rose at the edge of the bench like seat. "Let's play something." Emmett instantly dug into his food, but nodded enthusiastically.
"I have an idea!" Rose said, leaning forward, resting her arms on the table. "Each person has to tell us one embarrassing real life incident- something that happened to them. Starting with Bella!" She turned to me, grinning. I swallowed audibly.
"Can't someone else start?" I looked at each of them desperately.
"Nope," Jasper leaned back, his eyebrows raised at me. "You have to start Bella... it's a little rule in our group. Once one person nominates someone to do something, they have to do it, even if someone else wants to go first." I groaned.
"Fine. But let me think. There are too many of them… I have to choose one." I thought back to all the embarrassing things that have happened to my, and found myself with only a medium sized list. While I was thinking of sharing a certain story with them, one that happened to me when I was 14, my cell phone rang. The ring tone was She Will Be Loved by Maroon 5, one of my favourite bands, the tone I kept for unknown callers. I pulled the phone out of my pocket and flipped it open.
"Hello?"
"Isabella Swan?" A deep voice asked from the other end. I frowned, trying to recognise the voice. I drew up a blank.
"Yes, may I know who's calling?" I shrugged at the others who were looking at me questioningly.
"This is Jacob Black." I felt my face change to one of understanding, and the others looked even more clueless. I got up and squeezed my way past Rose and Alice.
"Hi, Jacob." I walked outside the crowded Subway and into the parking lot where it was comparatively quieter.
"Hey. I was wondering, even though you may not remember me that much, do you want to meet later today?" I was a little interested in meeting him, so I decided I would agree.
"Sure. When do you want to meet?"
"How about 5? At the mall near your music institute?"
"Sounds good! See you then."
"Bye."
I slipped the phone back into my pocket and walked inside. Rose and Alice scooted inside when they saw me coming and I sat down on the edge.
"Who was that?" Rose asked.
"Oh, it was Jacob."
"Ah," was all they said, understanding immediately. Jasper, Emmett and Edward still looked confused, though I though I noticed Edward's eyes narrowing infinitesimally.
"Jacob is an old friend from Forks," I explained. "Hey, do you guys know him? He lives in La Push." All of them shook their heads, and I looked down, a little disappointed. I wanted to know a little about Jacob before I went to meet him.
"Well, Bella, we're finished eating so we'll just have to postpone our little game for later." Jasper said, his eyes twinkling. I glared at him. We walked out to the car in silence, and I muttered a quick goodbye to everyone before sliding into the backseat to wait for Alice and Rose to finish saying bye to their boyfriends.
The ride back to the dorm was quiet. I didn't bother going up to the room, I walked over to the main building and found the computer lab. I wanted to look for some pieces to practice for the summer ending concert. I went to my favourite search engine and typed in 'violin pieces.' Lots of results turned up, but I chose the most promising looking one. After looking through quite a few, I found one that looked a little challenging, yet interesting to play. It was Prelude No. 2 in C minor by Bach. I printed out the sheets of music, and then walked down the long hallways to my practice room. It was small, but enough for a violin player. There were 5 chairs and 2 music stands arranged haphazardly. I sat down on one of the chairs and arranged the stand in front of me and set my music on it. Although I wasn't going to play, since I had forgotten my violin, I wanted to sit like I would be had I been playing and read the music. I hummed the notes as I read through them, imagining the sounds of a violin playing. Once I started playing, singing or listening to music, I would get lost in it. I hummed through the entire piece, and when I finally noticed my surrounding, I checked the time and realised it was already 4:30. I jumped up and ran outside the room, slamming the door shut behind me. People gave me weird looks as I ran through the hallways, outside, then to the dorm.
"There you are!" Alice shrieked, the second I ran through the door. "I thought you were going straight to the mall, and believe me you would not want to go looking like that." I looked at the mirror. My face was red from the running and had sweat dripping down the sides. I went into the bathroom and washed my face. When I came outside, Alice was standing near the chair with her makeup bag in one hand. She pointed to the chair without a word.
Thankfully, she only put a little bit of eyeliner and lip gloss, so I was free to leave in a few minutes. I went downstairs to the car park and got into my '53 Chevy. The engine roared to life with a deafening sound, but no one was in the parking lot to hear it.
I drove slowly to the mall, humming my violin piece the whole way, but with less enthusiasm. I didn't want to zone out now and make scrap metal out of another car. That was the good thing about my car- it was the kind you would see at an accident site with minor damage, but with metal of the other car it destroyed around it.
I parked my truck in the underground parking and made my way up to the food court. It wasn't very crowded, being a weekday. When I reached the food court, I scanned the entire area, not sure who to look for. Then I caught sight of a copper skinned black haired boy waving at me frantically, and recognised him as Jacob.
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