A/N: OK, here is the chapter that was originally posted as chapter 10, but is really chapter 11. Everyone confused yet? Me too.

Chapter Eleven

At least pretty boy was on time to pick me up when Saturday arrived. He didn't even flinch when I chastised him, bringing up the fact that he was late the previous night. He just managed to make me feel worse than I already did, and I still didn't have any answers for his tardiness. I really needed to find a way to make sure pretty boy couldn't affect me anymore. That was probably only like the four hundredth time I'd told myself that same thing. Of course, he picked me up first, so I had to endure his inane chatter while we made our way to pick up Angela and Ben. I really tried not to be interested in anything he had to say, but dude was discussing things like he knew exactly what to say to get my attention. It was really starting to freak me out a bit.

We were about half way to the beach before I realized he had gone a roundabout way to pick up Angela. It would have made more sense for him to pick Ben up first. I wondered if he planned it that way on purpose. Once there, I opted not to worry about any of that and just have a good time. I liked most of the people there, and Jake had promised he would be around at some point. He had something to take care of first thing that morning but planned to join us after that was finished. The boys wanted to play a game of football while the girls talked about making the trek to the tide pools. I was all about getting away from pretty boy for a little while, so I enthusiastically encouraged my new gal pals to head off on our little journey.

Unfortunately, pretty boy decided to tag along with the girls after one of the boys stated his concern regarding us going off on our own. I tried not to groan out loud at how chauvinistic that sounded. Right as our group was disappearing into the trees, a group of familiar faces walked around the bend just down the beach from us. I smiled widely when I noticed Jake was with them. We closed the distance quickly, and Jake pulled me into a warm hug. He swung me around a few times before finally placing me back on the ground. Jake gave the best hugs. Pretty boy didn't seem to think so, though, because he was scowling at my friend.

"Oh, um, Jake, this is Edward. Edward, this is Jake. He's one of my oldest and dearest friends," I stated in an effort to clear the noticeable tension between them.

"Hi, Edward. Your dad's the head doc over at the hospital, right?" Jake asked with a weird expression. I arched my eyebrow at him in question but he just shook his head at me. I was definitely going to ask him about that later.

"Yep, that's him," Edward answered as he fisted his hands at his sides.

"OK, boys, why don't we catch up with the girls?" I offered as a distraction. I also really did want to see the tide pools again. They had always been one of my favorite things about visiting my dad during the summers.

The three of us headed in that direction while the rest of the boys that arrived with Jake headed over to join the football game already in progress. Part of me wanted to stay and see that. Jake and his friends were huge, especially when compared to the other boys that were playing. I wondered if there was something in the drinking water on the reservation that made the males grow so much bigger than other guys their age. I hadn't really noticed the disparity until I first saw all the guys together. I'd spent so much of my summers in La Push that, until this last summer, I hadn't made many friends in town, so I'd never noticed the differences until then. Of course, pretty boy was the exception to every rule, so he was to this one too. He and Jake seemed to be similar in size and stature, although Jake had a more muscular physique than pretty boy. I briefly thought about asking Jake to use his obvious advantage to convince pretty boy to leave me alone. The idea that he might actually listen, however, bothered me for some crazy reason. I refused to pursue that line of thinking any further after that.

Reluctantly, I led the way toward the path that would take us to the tidal pools. I really hoped I didn't trip and make a fool of myself, although, doing so was very likely. Somehow, I managed to make it halfway down the trail before anything tragic happened. Who would make a path right over a large root, anyway? Seemed stupid to me. Predictably, my toes found the edge of the darn thing, and I went tumbling down. I closed my eyes tight and waited for impact. Instead of meeting the hard earth, though, I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist and catch me.

With cheeks likely the color of cherry tomatoes, I thanked pretty boy for saving me from a certain ER visit and tried to continue on our path as if nothing had happened.

"Remember that time I had to save you from falling headfirst into one of the pools?" Jake asked as he laughed at the memory.

"Shut up, Jacob Black!" I demanded in my most menacing voice. Apparently, it wasn't all that terrifying because he just continued.

"You thought you were going to be sucked down into it and drown," he snorted out through his laughter.

I reacted on instinct and hit him in the shoulder as hard as I could in an effort to get him to stop talking. Naturally, I was the one to get hurt. I could swear that boy's body was made out of lead or something. Without having to wait for it to start swelling, I knew my hand was hurt pretty badly, although I was almost certain it wasn't broken. Jacob immediately started chastising me for being stupid enough to hit him in the first place, telling me I deserved to suffer for trying to hurt him. His joking at my pain, more so than the actual pain itself, brought tears to my eyes. I fought to keep them from falling, but pretty boy noticed anyway. Before I could stop him, Edward was attacking Jake, telling him to apologize to me for being such an insensitive jerk. Obviously, the size advantage wasn't leaning in Jake's favor as I had thought it would because pretty boy was basically kicking Jacob's ass.

Like pretty boy needed another opportunity to play the role of my knight in shinning armor.

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A/N: Again, I'm so sorry about the confusion. Chapter 10 is as it should be and now chapter 11 is in its proper place.

Thanks so much for sticking with me despite my silliness!

~SP