Authors note: I'd just like to say I really do understand every ones constructive criticism and I really do appreciate it. I am aware of my plot holes and the fact of having scattered ideas. I'll try to re read more carefully before posting just to make sure I don't write something out of no where and put in some more detail and vocabulary words. Though I do have to say if anyone goes back to my first story and compares it to this one there really is quite a lot improvement. I used to not put detail anywhere and just have a bunch of stupid dialog with tons more misspellings. I'll seriously try to fill some holes and not make new ones anything else anyone would like to add in comments would be appreciated because I'm willing to improve. Still love you all and I'm gonna try this again (=
(Charlie's POV)
"Um ok, what the hell is going on here?" I asked, dropping my half empty beer, and muting the television as I watched my daughter come down our stairwell, wearing a…shirt…dress….thing and fancy shoes, with her face caked in makeup (well not caked exactly but for her even a little was a lot) and curls in her hair.
"What are you talking about Dad?" Bella asked through her teeth, I guess trying to que me to shut up. She was above age, so I couldn't really tell her what to do anymore…though it wasn't like I wouldn't be reporting this one to her mother later. Getting off topic though, seeing my daughter like this was really quite odd. After all, Bella in a dress was like Tony Romo suddenly dropping football for ballet lessons….it just doesn't happen.
"I guess I'll just let you kids have your fun then….though, would it be too much to ask where it is your going?" It was a question directed more towards Jacob then my daughter…he seemed much easier to break, with his quiet humming and looking down at the ground.
"Um….well I'm kind of taking Bella out for a surprise…but not to worry, she'll get fed and wont be dropped off too late." He mumbled, kicking at a rose peddle that had fallen off his, or now I guess I should say Bella's bouquet of flowers.
"Well alright then, try to be back before midnight." I answered, sighing as I slumped back down into the living room sofa to salvage what was left of my now half way through forth quarter game.
(Jake's POV)
"Uhhh, I'm sorry about my father, I don't know what's gotten into him." Bella sighed unhappily, as she tugged at her dress before stepping into the passengers seat of my car.
"No it's cool, I mean he is your father, I'd be worried too if my beautiful daughter was going out with some guy." I smiled at her, right now Bella looked more beautiful then any super model, or girl in a playboy book….not that I looked through those or anything….
"I guess…..but one you're not just some guy, Charlie's known you for forever and two- She started to say, but I lifted a finger to stop her.
"Bella before you say your not beautiful just stop, cause you are…so, so beautiful." I answered.
"How on earth did you know what I was going to say?" She asked questioningly, as she tucked a few loose strands of hairs behind her ear.
"Hum I don't know? Mind reading abilities?" I joked…not realizing what I had just said…nice going Jake, way to put your foot in your mouth!! I mentally bellowed at myself.
Quickly I turned to Bella to see if I had offended her but she was still smiling…Inwardly I wondered if she hadn't heard me…best just not to ask.
"So….um…can I know where it is we're going yet?" Bella asked, breaking the short silence.
"I take the fifth." I smiled, "You're just going to have to wait and see." I answered as I veered left and looked down at the digital clock near the radio.
"Well….if you won't tell me where it is we're going, can I at least know if we're almost there?" She asked, pulling at my sleeve, trying desperately to reason with me I presume.
"Uhhh, we'll be there in around 5 minutes." I answered, giving her a blindfold.
"What's this for?" She asked, again in utter confusion…all I could do was laugh, god knows what she was thinking.
"I told you I wanted it to be a surprise", was all I said as I drove further and further down the street.
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(Bella's POV)
"Jacob, can I please take this blindfold off now?" I whined as I got out of the car, he knew I could barely walk seeing let alone blind.
"In a few more steps." He said as he took my hand in his and gently guided me along the path. I really hoped we weren't somewhere with a lot of people, they'd all probably think we were crazy, and when I took this blindfold off I'd most likely look like a clown with all my eyeliner and mascara that was most likely being smeared more and more with each step.
"Why is it so quite?" I asked…I remembered learning somewhere that if one sense was covered, like your sight then others would enhance like your hearing…so if this was true shouldn't I be able to hear the people, cars, surroundings, something? Had I suddenly gone deaf? No, that wasn't possible…I could still hear Jake…well unless I was imagining him. I figured my thinking was now getting overwhelmingly daft, so I mentally shut myself up, and twisted my frigid fingers more securely around Jacob's swelteringly hot ones.
"Ok, take it off."
"Huh, what?" I asked.
"The blindfold." He snickered at my dimwitted moment as he released my hand to untie the string.
"Oh….that." I answered, trying to keep my cool….the truth was I had a zillion butterflies fluttering around in my stomach and I was anything but cool, mostly I was probably just on the verge of throwing up.
Normally when I was around Jake, well everything was ok, I never felt weird around him….tonight though, I felt quite uncouth. One reason was because I had no idea where the hell we were, and I always felt strange in a dress, but the other was because I had no idea where this night might lead…I mean I knew we only had until twelve before Charlie began to get suspicious, but that was almost five hours…a lot could happen in five hours.
"Bella…are you alright?" Jake asked as he finally got the knot out of the blindfold, I could feel my hands shake a little, I wasn't exactly sure why I was acting this way, but I definitely needed to calm my nerves.
Finally after almost five minutes of question I was able to look around….we were at La push beach….I knew because I had recalled seeing the sign that faithful day I had tried to jump off that cliff and end my life just a short time ago…I was very glad Jake had stopped me.
"What are we doing here?" I asked.
"I kinda….made a little beach picnic." He blushed, running his fingers through his hair as we walked over to the blanket.
"Oh yes, I remember this spot." I answered, taking it all in.
"Well…I figured what better a place for a first date then where we shared our first kiss" He smiled, looking almost into the sky, I guessed replaying the moment in his head.
"Awe Jake this is so sweet, you cooked?" I asked, remembering to when he told me he could barely make cereal.
"Well sort of…I had some help from Sam's fiancé." He answered. I thought that sounded strange, just days before hadn't he told me he hated Sam?
"Something wrong?" he asked.
"No….it just." I started to say but stopped.
"Just what?" He asked, tucking the hair behind my ear that I had tried to pull back before.
"I thought you disliked Sam." I answered his question.
"He's not so bad." Was the only answered I was given on the topic. I figured I'd take him for his word, after all sometimes even the worst of enemies became friends, I didn't see why that couldn't happen here.
"So um…do you like it?" Jacob asked me, a couple of minutes later.
"Yeah, I love it, everything's perfect." I smiled, snuggling closer to him.
"Well that's good." He breathed a sigh of relief. "I figured you weren't much of the big fancy restaurant type so…."
"You figured right, and besides there are no fancy restaurants in the middle of nowheresvill Washington." I giggled.
"I know, but for you I would have traveled thousands of miles." He sighed, tracing the lines on my hand.
"Jacob I'll never understand how you could possibly love me so much, you're so beautiful and me….I'm nothing special." I sighed.
"Nothing special? Are you crazy Bella?" He asked, looking at me seriously.
"No…I'm merrily telling you the truth."
"Maybe you just need higher self-esteem." He answered.
"How do you suggest I increase my self-esteem?" I asked.
"I don't know….telling you how beautiful you are doesn't really seem to be working….maybe I should start showing you." He Smirked, pulling me on top of him…I knew what he wanted, and I knew I loved him more then anything in the world, I just didn't know if I was ready.
Authors note: That's it for now guys….tell me what you think is going to happen and any comments and or constructive criticism is more then welcome love all of you and have a nice day (=
