Hello! I had posted this story as Complete, since I was going through a tough time and I felt I wasnt going to post in a while, but the story wasnt meant to end like that :) enjoy!
BPOV.
Monday morning... back to school, again.
After my morning routine, I ran downstairs to join Charlie for breakfast. Our days were filled with joy, lately, and I wouldn't change these mornings with my dad for anything.
"So," said Charlie "I'm thinking on having a BBQ this weekend."
This was good, since my dad was the quiet but friendly type.
"I like the idea. Little old Forks' town, gathered around their beloved Chief of Police for some Sunday steak" I answered.
"You can invite the Cullens if you want to. Billy's helping me so Jacob's already invited."
I was very excited about having all my loved ones gathered around.
We cleaned up the table and he offered me a ride to school.
Once at my locker, someone stood beside me.
"Hey, Bella"
"Hey, Mike" I greeted.
I closed my locker and walked beside him towards our English class.
"I heard your dad is having a BBQ this weekend. He invited my parents so I guess Im invited too?"
"Sure, Mike. You can bring anyone you want."
"Cool, well..." he hid his hands on his pockets and shrugged. I haven't noticed how good his shirt fitted him, but I shook it off my mind. "After you" he offered, after opening the door for me.
We sat in our seats as the class started. I was happy to be back in school. I havent noticed how friendly everyone is, not just with me, but with each other. Just before class ended, Mike stretched his hand to me with a note inside. I grabbed it, hoping it was nothing that would compromise our friendship (or whatever we were. Good acquaintances?)
"I just wanted to let you know that I'm very happy that you're back. We missed you and honestly, you scared the shit out of us. I'm glad we get to celebrate your life this weekend. Even though it's a small BBQ."
I thought the gesture was sweet, but I was in no condition to respond to flirting... but on another hand, I did almost die. Its almost narcisistic of me to believe his good wishes are a form of winning me over.
"Thanks, Mike." I whispered over my shoulder. He smiled back as the bell rang.
He jumped out of his seat and waved over at me as he took off.
As he walked through the door, Edward walked in.
"Hey" Mike said dryly.
"Hey" Edward replied in the same tone as they crossed each other.
As I finished keeping my things on my bag, Edward offered his hand to carry it. Not thinking too much about it, I handed over my bag, and walked beside him.
"So... Mike seems friendly today" he mumbles.
I rolled over my eyes. "Yeah... but it's understandable, right? I mean I did almost die."
I saw from my rear view that Edward's face fell, but he regained his posture.
"Yes, I understand." He said under his breath. We walked quietly towards the cafeteria and, just before we crossed the doors, he sighed heavely.
"Bella! Over here!" Alice exclaimed from over the table me and my friends usually sit, but now with two more seats. Mike, Jessica, Alice, Jasper, Eric and Angela were chatting happily as Edward and I sat with them. I wondered if Emmett and Rosalie would've sit with us, if they haven't graduated.
It felt odd at first, having another pair of different worlds of mine colliding. But I appretiated it. It was natural, they all got along quite well.
"I'm going to get you something to eat" Edward said, as he stood up and leaned over to kiss my forehead.
I backed up, trying not to be too obvious in front of the others. "Thank you." I said under my voice.
I thought I'd see his face drop, but he managed a polite smile. "Sorry" he said, "old habits die hard."
Luckily, nobody saw that. Except for the vampires, I'm sure; I felt like I was going to regret doing that, but I wasn't ready for those gestures.
As everyone exchanged jokes and personal stories.
Saturday.
By 8am, Billy and Jacob had already arrived. In no time, all three of them were turning on the grill and drinking beer. Shortly after, the Mike Newtons (father and son) arrived with tables and chairs.
By noon, all of Forks' habitants were in our house. All of them, except for the Cullen family.
