So this next chapter is really late… I know… I am a terrible person with deadlines…. But I did need to think about where I was going to take the story… it just didn't need to take 5 months! Here it is and thanks to everyone who has waited so patiently for it.

Chapter 11

Close call

NPOV

Everything was back to normal. I had gone back straightaway to live with Jake after our make up session and it was as if that little glitch had never happened. Jake was a bit more concerned with how I was feeling than usual and was maybe too much on edge for the first few days, but soon relaxed back into our original routine.

School was… school. We were model students as we had help from our century old family to help with any problems. Jake was doing great on the football team and I was enjoying cheerleading, especially since Leah had been suspended for a certain illegal substance found in her locker and had been forced to resign her post of authority as Head Cheerleader, and I got the job! Our routines were so much more interesting now; with my daring to try new moves and my getting sexier dance move ideas from Rosalie.

Our first opportunity to strut our stuff was at the first home game of the season and I am convinced the boys were spending more time watching my squad than the actual game, but that didn't really matter, we still won.

Having just gotten out of the shower after a particularly… athletic bedtime escapade with Jake, I brushed my washed hair and rubbed lotion into my glistening, clean skin and sang to myself. I was just getting to the end of 'And I am Telling You', singing at the top of my lungs, when Jake came in to find out the source of the commotion.

"Ness, is that you singing?" he asked, probably wanting me to shut the hell up! I have very little awareness of my own volume; a problem my parents faced on a regular basis while I was growing up.

"Um, yeah, sorry, I was too loud. I'm shutting up right now," I replied, suddenly flooded with a wave of self-consciousness.

"No babe, don't stop! You were great! You should try out for the glee club or the choir or something. You're wasting that voice in the bathroom." He came up behind me and wrapped his arms round my towelled waist and nuzzled my neck and jaw. "You will totally up the popularity of the glee kids with you in it, especially if you dress like this," and he bit my earlobe, purposefully trying to get me hot again.

"Well maybe I will, but right now I actually need to get some sleep. You wore me out and I have to be able to stay awake tomorrow if I'm going to make it to the end of the day."

I walked out of the bathroom, followed by a horny Jake, dropped my towel just to frustrate him further, and slipped into some tiny shorts and a tank top.

"You're going to kill me, woman," he growled and I had to fight every urge to give in to him. So instead, I looked back at his smouldering face and gave him a sexy wink before sliding under the comforter. He got in next to me and cuddled up right against my back, wrapping his arms right around my waist and pulling me as close as he could get me to him. Before I fell asleep I ended the day the same as we did every night,

"I love you Jake," and he kissed the back of my neck and whispered,

"I love you more," into my ear, and I slowly drifted into a peaceful slumber.

It had taken me a week to get up the courage to go up to the glee club at lunch and ask to be auditioned. As a half-vampire I was a little disgusted at my lack of courage, but that was the way it went, so I just shrugged it off and went to the choir room after school. I sang 'Firework' by Katy Perry and got a round of applause at the end, followed by an invitation to join the club. I was so buzzed on the way to cheerleading practice I didn't notice Tyler leaning against the bleachers, evidently waiting for me.

"Hey there Ness," he said trying to sound smooth but failing. He was on the football team and the soccer team and was stereotypically expected to have game when it came to girls. Unfortunately stereotypes should not be believed, especially in this case.

"Hey Tyler, what's up?" I asked casually,

"Well I was wondering if you were free Saturday night?" He looked way to confidant and it was really starting to piss me off.

"Tyler, you know full well I am dating Jacob. I personally wouldn't want to piss off someone twice my size by asking out their girlfriend, so I'm not going to tell him about this for your sake. Now I'm late for practice and seeing as I'm the captain, that isn't good. See you round," I blew him off and started to pass him, but he grabbed my arm and held me back.

"Girls don't usually say no to me; even if they do have a boyfriend. I don't want to be breaking my record with you."

"Tyler you have two seconds to get the fuck off me and then you are dead." He kept his grip. I had to concentrate because I could easily take his arm off if I was too rough. I took his arm and twisted it behind his back and took a hunk of his hair in my hand and pulled until his ear was next to my mouth, with him bent over to minimise the pain.

"Touch me again and I will break your arm, 'kay pumpkin?" I asked, internally guffawing.

"Yes, okay, let go!" He almost reached girl tones as he begged his release.

I continued, apologised to my team and began practice.

Tonight Jake and I were invited to the family for dinner. I recalled the story sending everyone into hysterics, except Jacob, who was already plotting ways to make Tyler miserable.

Emmett and I wrestled until I finally admitted defeat at my mother's request. She was still worried after all these years, and I retreated to the piano to play a duet with my father.

I could hear Jake telling my mom the good news about glee and her praising me unnecessarily.

"Well done, baby," Dad whispered as we began the second movement of our favourite duet. We had composed many over the years.

"I had thought about trying to make it further, but I would have to fake my death or something. Famous people don't stay looking the same forever and everyone really would notice." I chuckled quietly to myself.

"I know the feeling," he muttered. This made me so sad. Both of us in love with something we couldn't pursue, when so many people were unfortunate enough not to be blessed with an sort of talent, or a hundred years to perfect one.

"It's okay though, Dad, I am going to help the glee club get to Nationals this year. It is going to be spectacular. And the cheerleading squad has competitions. I can be the girl who has it all in high school and then disappear, because even then I will still have Jake."

We stopped playing and Dad put his arm round me and I leaned against his shoulder. We were so close, since I was little. We had always connected more than Mom and I. Mom was great for the girl stuff and the boy stuff and for just being a mom, but Dad and I had something very rare. We understood each other and we had so much in common in our views and emotions that it was almost like I could read his mind as well as he could literally read mine.

Jake drove us home and he had to carry me bridal-style into the house and he laid me down on the couch. We sat and talked about nothing in particular for as long as I could remember before I fell soundly asleep.

The next morning at school, I passed Tyler in the hallway and he looked away as soon as we made eye contact. I caught sight of some of my friends from the cheerleading squad, Lauren and Angela.

"Hey Ness, so, is it true you joined the gleek club?" She snickered and Angela gave me an apologetic look, meaning to say she didn't agree with Lauren.

"Yeah it's true. I love to sing and I think I'm pretty good so I wanted to be part of a group that will appreciate that." That shut her up right away. Just in time, Jake came up behind me and locked his muscular arms around my waist, kissing along my jaw.

"Ready to go to English, gorgeous?" He resumed kissing along my jaw line and then smiled at Lauren and Angela, whom he had apparently not noticed.

"Ready as I will ever be!" I exclaimed with false enthusiasm, when suddenly I felt an uncomfortable nausea. I ran straight to the bathroom and got to the safety of a stall just in time before vomiting violently. Lauren and Angela were knocking on the stall, trying to help and I could hear the occasional call from outside from Jake.

"Tell Jake to go to class and I will see him later," I said in the moment's break my stomach gave me. I heard someone open the bathroom door and some muttering and then Jake's raised voice.

"He's gone," I heard one of my friends say, through the door.

Finally I had emptied my stomach of everything possible, I believe my stomach also came out, and I opened the stall door. Angela and Lauren helped me clean myself up. They are such good friends. I know that Angela has serious issues with vomit but she still helped me.

"Jake said to tell you to go to the nurse and he will come and see you after class." Lauren informed me, sounding worried. Then Angela piped up,

"Ness, are you and Jake having sex?" Just as she asked, the thought blared across my mind in big red neon letters, YOU'RE PREGNANT!

"Oh my God! I'm pregnant! I mean, we take precautions, but they always tell us in sex ed that they aren't 100% affective. Oh shit. What am I going to tell Jake? What am I going to tell my parents? Are the school going to kick me out? Are you guys going to kick me out the cheerleading squad?" I was going through all the things that this would ruin in my life.

"Nessie, take a breath! You don't even know if you're pregnant for sure!" Typical Angela, always stating the obvious that no one has considered. I loved having her around in a crisis.

"I will go get you a test at lunch and you just go lie down in the nurse's office 'til I come and find you. Don't let them send you home. Just play the 'I can't miss a half day of school' crap that they would totally believe coming from you and don't let Jake take you home. Ange, are you free at lunch too?" Angela nodded and we all agreed on the plan.

I went to the nurse's office and she let me lie down. I pleaded it was just from eating bad food from the night before and a rest would be enough for me to go back to class after lunch. Jake almost ran into my bed as soon as the bell rang. He stroked my forehead and kissed me all over my face. He had obviously been waiting impatiently for the whole hour to come and see if I was okay. I put him at ease and he insisted on bringing his lunch and a little something for me from the cafeteria. Eating was the last thing on my mind but he came and sat next to me and we chatted until Lauren came in, but smoothly left the room before Jake noticed her. I excused myself from the office and assured Jake I was fine before heading to the bathroom.

"Smooth moves in there, Lauren, he didn't even see you," I said as I walked in. She held two boxes in her hand with the optimistic pictures of babies and stick on them. I took one into the stall. The second was intended as an affirmative. We waited the minute and thirty seconds worried and not making eye contact. I couldn't look I was so nervous. Angela peeked,

"It's negative!" She exclaimed and we hugged and jumped about with glee and excitement. I wasn't pregnant and I didn't have to tell Jake. Or did I?