After the fight between Rosalie and Jacob, I didn't know what to do. The baseball game wasn't until tomorrow. I walked listlessly around in a circle, Nahuel following behind as he had attached himself to my hand, trying to decide what to do. Mostly everyone had went back to their previous tasks. Then I realized that I was hungry. Edward, who was taking a breather with Alice and Jasper (why did he need a breather? He doesn't even need to breathe!) immediately sprinted to my side. "Are you hungry, Leah, Nahuel? Do you want me to get you all something to eat?"

Rosalie was still standing near us she stepped up next to Edward. "Why don't you take Nahuel hunting, show him what's fair game and what isn't? I'll find some food for Leah."

"Um, okay?" Edward said, reading her mind. "We'll be back in a couple of hours, Leah. By midnight at latest."

"Actually, I want to stay here for now. Maybe some other time Edward? I don't want to leave Leah yet." Nahuel said.

"Nahuel, I'll be fine, so long as I know that you're coming back and that you need this, it's fine! Go eat with Edward." I told him.

"No. You told me your story, I want to tell you mine."

"Later is cool Nahuel. We can go whenever, just tell me when you're ready." Edward said.

We followed Rosalie in the kitchen and she fixed us spaghetti. I couldn't let all her kindness for me slip by. "Hey Rose? Thanks for the grub. It's really good!"

"Thanks. Not many people know I like to cook. Esme does too so I just let her take over." Rosalie said with a small smile, watching me eat. Nahuel just stared at his food putting it on his fork and sniffing it slightly. I decided to ignore it.

"Thanks for sticking up for me with Jacob. Not that I needed it, not at all!" I added hastily. But I didn't want to sound ungrateful so I said "I'm just glad to know someone is on my side, even if it is a leech, no offence."

"Well, you've been dealt a really shit life and I don't think you need any more." She said, leaning on her elbows against the table. They really have the "human" thing down.

"I like to tell the Dealer, 'You hit me again, I'm-a gonna hit you.' But I think he's deaf 'cause he doesn't listen." I said with a shrug. Rosalie gave a small smile while Nahuel continued to sniff his food. "It's spaghetti, Nahuel. An Italian dish. Just eat it."

"But it smells like plants. Tomato, durum wheat, and oregano." He said incredulously.

"That's because that's what spaghetti is made out of. That and you have parmesan cheese on the top. That's about it."

"You want me to eat plants?" He asked, looking disgusted.

"Woah, I eat plants all the time, what's your problem with it?" I asked.

"Obviously you've never listened to the first half of Disgustipated by Tool (lyrics on my page). If you want I'll repeat it to you."

"Dude," Rosalie said, exasperated "It's just a stupid song. It's not true. Don't you think Edward would have shared that little bit of information with us, just for kicks? And then there would be an awful lot of dead vegetarians out there if they thought carrots and other plants could actually think." She smirked.

"Rosalie, Edward can't speak the language of the plants! They think and talk in a completely different language, and even if you could understand the language none of you have hearing good enough to hear them!"

"Oh, and I suppose it's your gift, to be able to talk to trees and such?" She asked snidely.

"Yes."

"Looks like you got dealt a shit hand too!" Blondie laughed.

"No knocking my imprints talent!" I said, then went in for the kill shot. "At least he got a talent, as you guys call it! It's not like super beauty is a talent, and evidently your scull is thick but not enough to keep Edward out."

"Girls-"

"Yeah, well- well- well at least I have a man who isn't scared to eat plants!" Blondie said.

"Girls!

"Yes Emmett is! The other day he wouldn't eat pizza because he didn't want to have to puke it up!" I countered, ignoring the strangled shout from Emmett

"Girls!"

"That's not fear! We are not able to digest plant cells! Something with the cell wall. We have to puke it back up! And no one likes seeing vampire puke!"

"GIRLS!" Nahuel yelled, successfully gaining our attention. "I can't actually talk to trees! That's not my talent! I was just joking because I have never eaten human food before really. Why have human food when I could have the humans that are cooking it? And Rosalie, I'm sorry but I'm not eating something that looks like your hair with blood all over it! I don't actually believe in Disgustipated! Cheese-n-crackers!" Everyone was laughing outside. Even little Renesmee. Rose and I started laughing at how silly we had been acting.

"Cheese-n-crackers? What the heck is that?" I asked.

"Sensitive ears are all around." He said, pointing to Renesmee through the window.

"Oh… So, what does Vampire puke look like, Rosalie?" I asked, hoping to get on her good side.

"Well, The last time I saw it was like, three years ago, when Bella forced Edward to eat pizza. Puking that stuff up is not pretty, but it's pretty funny to watch!" She laughed at the memory.

"Ugh… Rosalie! Stop envisioning it! It's ugly!" Edward shouted.

"Quit reading my mind!"

"I wish I could!"

I decided to sneak off while those two were arguing. Nahuel followed me out the door. I waved goodbye to Jacob and walked into the woods, Nahuel following behind like a little lost puppy dog. I smiled at the irony of it. Just a couple of days ago, I was the little lost puppy, although I never would've admitted it.