So yesterday was blazingly hot, three digits hot, somehow I was able to update through the heat.
Okay so br-girl I wanted Caroline to be there on Vivian's birthday too but UCLA is 6 hours driving distance away from UCSC and airplane tickets cost too much especially with the little money that college students have to spend so she couldn't go. =(
Robow, thanks for reviewing. They do matter and count for me because now I'm reminiscing when my chapters had more comic relief in them. I hope this one is as entertaining as my latter chapters. =D
Normally I update every day at around 11am but I've been having a social life lately or doing important pre-college stuff like filling out health insurance forms and loans so I've been really busy, sorry.
Thanks to everyone for all the support, it really means a lot.
Disclaimer: I only own Vivian, her family, George, Chloe, Meg, Stacey, Caroline and the story plot.
"There's just something in your eyes." Said Chloe as she drew Jacob's eyes with the charcoal. "You seem…not older or wise…but it's as if there was this knowledge or…something in you that makes you…more…mature." She said as she filled in his eyes.
"Ha, Jake mature." Snorted Embry, I nudged him. Embry, Quil and I were on the couch watching TV. It was early Sunday morning and the guys were leaving in a bit because they had school tomorrow. Meg brought up the fact that they had their truck on them and Washington was days a way by car. Quil then said that they were going to go by plane and the truck was simply borrowed; a white lie to not tell Meg that they were going to drive way beyond the speed limit, around infinity MPH.
"I like your jaw bone, it's very royal-esque." Said Chloe as she started drawing his face lightly. I narrowed my eyes.
"Why didn't you make any comments on me when you made my painting?" I asked.
"When I paint I like to be more concentrated because it takes more work and any little mistake can ruin the whole thing. Now with charcoal I have bread." She said looking up at him for a couple of seconds then going back to the drawing.
"What does bread have to do with anything?" Asked Quil, brows furrowed.
"It helps in erasing mistakes." She answered, eyes on the drawing the whole time.
"Oh." Said Quil.
"I thought the bread was magical and it gave you mad drawing skills." Said Embry.
"Of course you'd think some type of food would be magical." I said rolling my eyes.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Asked Embry, eyes narrowed.
"That you're a fatass." Replied Quil. I couldn't help but look at Embry; he had a six-pack and was lean, no ounce of fat.
"Oh yeah, just look at those flabs hanging." I said sarcastically.
"Exactly." Said Quil smirking. Embry glared at his.
"They're not flabs, they're abs!" Said Embry defensively.
"Whatever helps you sleep at night." Said Quil.
"I'm done." Said Chloe showing us her drawing.
"Thank goodness." Said Jake getting up and stretching. "Now I know how those gargoyles from the Hunchback of Notre dame feel."
"Embry over here would be the fatass on that eats just about anything and it's only friend is the bird that made a nest in his mouth." Said Quil.
"He's my favorite one, so ha!" Said Embry with a smirk on his face.
"Are they always this strange?" Asked Meg, out of her room and, at the bathroom door. I nodded solemnly.
"But she loves us and wouldn't have us any other way." Said Embry hugging me. I snorted.
"I don't think your belief of you having abs is the only thing that helps you sleep at night." I told Embry, patting him in the head.
"Vivian…I thought you loved me." He said looking up at me with puppy dog eyes.
"You thought wrong." Growled Jacob. Embry laughed and let go of me.
"I didn't mean like that." Said Embry rolling his eyes.
"Yeah well…still. I don't think Rosemary would like it if you were hugging other girls and saying you loved them." Said Jacob glaring.
"I didn't say I loved her, I said she loved me." Said Embry grinning at Jacob.
"Well…how would you like it if I told you that Rosemary loved me?" He asked crossing his arms. I saw Embry glare.
"Shut up Jacob." He growled.
"Exactly." Said Jacob with a smirk on his face. I rolled my eyes.
"You two." I said shaking my head.
"So true. Jealousy is so premature." Said Quil.
"You're only saying that because Claire is too young for you to date." Said Embry glaring at Quil.
"A little jealousy in a relationship is actually healthy, it means that they're afraid to lose the one they care about." Said Chloe, her head cocked to the side looking at us.
"See, she understands." Said Embry giving Quil a victorious look. He just rolled his eyes at him.
"Well if your done with all the portraits then we should probably go…" Said Quil looking firmly at Jacob. He sighed and then made a quick nod.
"Yeah…" Said Jacob turning to look at me. I gave him a small sad smile.
"See you in twenty days." I said hugging him. He put his hands on the sides of my face and leaned down to kiss me. When he pulled away I couldn't help but stare into his eyes. No matter what I couldn't help it. His eyes were like a drug; now I know how Kesha feels.
"Maybe…" Started off Chloe. "You two can switch portraits, that way you still have something of each other…" I nodded and went inside my room bringing out the painting she did of me.
"You know she's only saying that so that she gets to admire the charcoal portrait…" Said Meg from her room. "Your boyfriend has nice angles on his face."
I squinted my eyes and stood there, I shifted my weight to my side. Was that her way of saying he was hot? "Uh…thanks?" I said. I saw she was reading one of her textbooks and decided to keep on walking.
"Here it is!" I said holding up the portrait. I looked up to look at Jacob's expression, his eyes were slightly wide and his mouth was a bit agape.
"You look…beautiful." He said. I looked down at me feet, my cheeks tinged in pink.
"Thanks. I'd rather you have this than have a picture of me. I'm not very photogenic. I think it was because when I was younger I broke a camera, literally. I kind of dropped it and I think it's karma." I said. He nodded with a wide smile on his face, still staring at the portrait.
"I'll hang it up in my room." He said giving me a kiss on the cheek.
"I'll hang yours up too…though I don't know what my mom will think if she were to see it…she already thinks I'm obsessed with you or something." I said shaking my head.
"Are you?" He asked with a teasing grin on his face. I shook my head, my cheeks red.
"No, she just thinks that because I talk to her about you a lot that I must be obsessed." I said rolling my eyes.
"Your just mad because she found out the truth about your obsession for me." He said grinning widely. I lightly smacked knowing it'd probably hurt me more than him.
"Are you two done because we really have to leave…?" Said Quil. Jake sighed and came up to me and grabbed the portrait. He kissed me on the forehead.
"I love you Vivian." He said softly.
"I love you too Jake." I said going to my tippy-toes to give him one last kiss on the lips.
I was flipping through a Seventeen magazine sitting down in a chair as Stacey got her nails done at the salon. It had been a whole week since Jacob had left and we had to go back to simply calling and writing to each other.
"So like I was saying, I can't believe Jenna is dating a freshman. He's like two whole years younger than her!" Exclaimed Stacey. Jenna was a friend of George, I guess that made her my friend too because we hung out a lot. She was the most down to earth than everyone else and that's what I liked about her. Someone in our group had to be the normal one and I had obviously been ruled out from day one.
"Two years isn't much." I said shrugging. Stacey turned and looked at me.
"He's practically a child and she's going to graduate next year."
"Still, in the real world two years isn't really much of a difference." I said arms crossed across my chest. Stacey gave me a look.
"How years old is your boyfriend? Is he like in graduate school already?" She said. My cheeks turned red, she thought he was older than me. I laughed awkwardly.
"Uh, no he's eighteen." I said quietly.
"Is he like a freshmen or something?" She asked narrowing her eyes at me. I looked down to the open magazine, there was an article on getting rid of wrinkles. I would need to know this for twenty years later so I should start reading.
"He's a…senior…" I said trailing off.
"Don't tell me he's in high school Vivian!" She said. I rubbed my temple.
"Then I wont tell you." I said, lifting up the magazine to cover my face, suddenly deeply intrigued by the ad on getting rid of cellulite…
"Oh my god, were his friends high school students too?" Asked Stacey. I peeked over the magazine to see her eyes wide and with a face of disgust.
"Yeah and they're seventeen." I said an evil smile on my face.
"I'm such a cougar. I can't believe I was flirting with them. Why didn't you tell me?" Asked Stacey glaring at me.
I shrugged my shoulders and lifted the magazine to cover my face again. "I didn't think it was that much of a big deal."
"Not much of a big deal? I can totally go to jail for it because I'm over-aged." She said. I rolled my eyes trying not to laugh.
"That's only if you would have done the dirty deed." I said shaking my head.
"Exactly! If I had been on my game then that could have happened!" She said. I peeked over the magazine again to look at her big gray eyes widened.
"Eh, they both have girlfriends and I knew they wouldn't try anything." I said flipping to the horoscopes. Hmmm Scorpio…
"They could have, I've been with plenty of men that have left their girlfriends for me." She said smugly. I rolled my eyes.
"Then obviously those guys weren't much, let alone real men. As Facebook says: real men are too busy fighting bears to cheat on, or abuse women. " I said.
"Oh yeah cuz your little boy toy is such a man right." She said sarcastically. Jacob didn't fight bears but he sure as hell fought vampires so I would have to agree with the fact that he was pretty manly.
"He'd fight a bear for me." I said reading my horoscope. It was something cheesy about romance. I rolled my eyes; I wanted something fun and exciting to happen in my life not someone telling me about my love life.
"Whatever. I still don't know why you and George broke up, you two seemed perfect together."
"Because he cheated on me and I love Jacob." I said.
"You love him…? Like you'd love to do him or you love him like I wanna marry him some day and get fat with his child?" She asked slowly.
"Uh…I don't like the way your worded that but yeah, I love him and I'd like to marry him some day and…have kids…not so much get fat though." I said.
"Ew you're such a pedo!" She said. I sigh exasperatedly; I guess this is karma for thinking the same way at first. Now I get why Jacob got mad and went all wolf man on me. Someone should have slapped me into reason…just lightly.
"Would you still be with Jacob if George really didn't cheat on you…?" She asked softly. I put my magazine down.
"No, because I love Jacob and George cheating on me didn't really change much other than make me feel less bad when we broke up."
"Oh." She said chewing on her bottom lip. I gave her a look.
"Why?" I said slowly. She shrugged her shoulders.
"Oh because I ran into him today on my morning coffee jog and I heard him over the phone. Apparently the little whore his grandmother hired as a maid got knocked up but…" She said pausing for dramatic effect. I waved my hand to tell her to continue.
"Well his grandmother told the maid she had go take a paternity test and that's when she spilled that the kid wasn't George's. That when she snuck into his room after she got him drunk he totally collapsed because it's a known fact that George Dubois the Third can't take a drink and will fall asleep after two alcoholic beverages so, nothing happened." She said. My eyes widened.
"So he didn't…you know?" I asked slowly.
"Uh huh, see you're not so unattractive to drive men away." She said with a smile on her face. I rolled my eyes.
"Oh thanks, that's heart warming to know." I said returning to smile sarcastically. "Did George tell you this?"
"Um well, no but he was talking loudly and looked super happy so…" She said smiling at me. I couldn't help but laugh.
"Way to eavesdrop."
"It's not eavesdropping if he's talking loudly." She said shrugging her shoulders.
"Why are you telling me right now? Why didn't you tell me beforehand?" I asked her, her morning coffee jogs were usually at seven am and it was now around two pm.
"Because I know how much you don't like it when I bring up George, especially any gossip on him." She said rolling her eyes at me. I narrowed my eyes at her.
"Because I don't want you to make things awkward or to tell me about how Nina wants him. It's okay to talk about news like that because we're still friends." I said.
"Are you sure it's not because you still love him because if you do I totally approve? As hot as your current boyfriend is I'd never have him as more than just a boy toy." She said. I glared at him.
"Jacob is not some boy toy and I don't love George anymore. He's my old friend and he's helping me do well in school." I said sharply. Gah, sometimes Stacey reminded me of a little kid. It's like when you tell somebody your related to you love them in front of little kids and they start yelling out "ew" and saying that you're going to marry them.
"Okay though if you accidentally lean close to him while learning about how poor people live and your lips accidentally collide I wont judge you." She said. I narrowed my eyes at her and lifted the magazine above my face, unable to look at her anymore.
"Stace, shut up. You don't know how ignorant and naïve you sound right now." I said as flipped through the pages looking at what was "in" according to the fashion industry.
When Stacey finished getting her nails done I went back to my apartment. I grabbed a towel and a set of clothing and went straight to the bath tub.
I moved my hand along the surface of the water as it filled, the bubbles starting to spread. I filled it leaving only four fingers unfilled. I stripped off my clothing and went in.
I moaned; I hadn't had a bath in so long because I've been so busy. It's always been showers and those just weren't quite as relaxing. I spent a good hour in the bath doing nothing except thinking freely. I wondered what Jacob was doing, if he was thinking of me or if he was out on the prowl, literally.
I only got out because Meg started banging on the door that she had to use the bathroom. Once I grudgingly got dressed I went into my room and threw myself on my bed, making an "hmph" noise. I sighed loudly.
I heard the doorbell ring and rolled around in my bed, refusing to get up. It rang again and I got up grudgingly. I opened the door and saw Gorge there. My brows furrowed as I saw him grinning.
"We don't have any assignments to work on…" I said trailing off.
"I know." He said grinning. "I came here earlier but you weren't here…Chloe said you went with Stacey to get her nails done." He said; I nodded.
"I need to tell you something." He said coming in.
"Would you like to come in? No problem." I asked sarcastically as I walked behind him. He sat me down on the couch and I lifted my brows up at him.
"Uhhh…" I said. He then told me what Stacey had told me. I just nodded as if I hadn't known beforehand. At the end he was grinning at me expectantly
"Oh that's splendid though it makes sense now. I don't know why we didn't add one plus one together. You've never been good with alcohol." I said tsking.
"Yes." He said still grinning. I looked around the apartment awkwardly. "I just wanted you to know that I really didn't cheat on you because I do love you." I cringed. I noticed the little fact that he said love in present tense, not past.
I shook my head. "George I…" I started. He lowered his head, his grin faltering down to a small sad smile.
"I know." He said cutting me off and heading towards the door; I exhaled, relived. "But that doesn't change how I feel." He said as he exited out the door. I lowered my eyes, I felt like I was doing an "oops I did it again", as Britney Spears calls it.
Author's note: So does that in a any way change the way you thought of George. I kind of didn't see George as the cheating type at first but when everyone said that that's what they thought was gonna happen I was all like "alright" but when it happened I was all like "if he's in love with her why did he cheat on her?". So I realized that there must have been a good reason and there we go. Anyways alcohol is a depressant, not a stimulant as most people think and so him falling asleep is normal…I think. I've never drunk but I'm guessing some people have those side effects.
Review and tell me your questions, concerns or critiques. =D