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Renesmee POV
"Shit! Why does our luck always have to be so……"
"Doomed,' Schuyler added, looking up at the movies showing.
"Exactly," Johnny sighed, "I hate this," he kicked the pillar he was standing next to, then gasped in pain.
"Jeez Johnny, what did that pillar ever do to you?" Oliver joked.
It took us about fifteen minutes to get to the theater and now that we were here, all the movies showing weren't exactly what the boys were expecting. What they called 'click flicks' were playing.
Oliver has made good with the promise he made with Jacob. Ever since school let us go, Oliver hadn't left my side and always kept an eye on me. Not in a creepy, over the top way. Just in a way that showed that he cared for me and was looking out for me and Jacob's big, fat ass ego.
"Look, I don't even feel like watching a movie," I sighed, leaning against the pillar next to Oliver, "let's just go and eat something."
"Do you have any ideas of where?" Tony asked, sitting on the pavement, leaning against the board with the movie posters.
"I don't know…. I heard about this place that makes amazing burgers," I shrugged, "sorry, I'm not really a 'go to restaurants' kinda girl. I tend to eat at home most of the time."
"Burgers sound really good," Johnny smiled.
"Everything that's edible sounds good to you John," Schuyler laughed and pushed herself away from the wall she was leaning on, "let's go then."
"Sure," Tony stood up and patted the dirt off his jeans and headed towards the car, "hey Ness, you want to sit shotgun?"
"Umm…."
"I have something I want to talk to her about dude," Oliver threw his arm around my shoulder, "so she's sitting with me. Sky, you sit up front since your sense of direction is 60/60."
"That's my eyesight you idiot," Schuyler laughed and jumped in the front passenger seat.
"Whatever. Same thing," Oliver shrugged and open the car door for me, "ladies first," he grinned.
Once we were all in the car and Johnny took over the stereo and appointed himself as the DJ and Tony drove away and was distracted and concentrated on driving, I turned around and nudged Oliver.
"Don't you think you're talking this whole 'keeping an eye on me' a bit too seriously?" I whispered.
"Look Nessie," Oliver moved closer to me, his arm resting on the back of my seat, "Jake will honestly chop off my manhood if anything happens to you."
"What? Jake wouldn't do anything like that. It's all talk."
"Well he said it. He didn't exactly use those words, he said it in a way that I'm not really comfortable saying to you and it was a lot more…..descriptive. So the bottom line, I'm terrified of your boyfriend and I'm not going to risk getting on his bad side. And besides, I care about you Ness, and to be honest, as much as I love my friends – including Tony – I just found out things about myself that made my life so much clearer and I have a new family and everything. So I feel like my loyalty to the pack is thicker than blood and I don't want to disappoint them."
"Oliver," I placed my hand on the right side of his face and turned his head so that he would look at me. I could see that he meant what he said – the part about him feeling like the pack is his family – and I can see the desperation in his blue eyes, the desperation for having a family. I leaned in closer and kissed the other side on his face, his left cheek. It was just as warm as Jacob's, just as rough and soft at the same time. "Welcome to the family," I whispered in his ear.
"Thanks," Oliver smiled. He dropped his arm and wrapped it around me and pulled me into his side. I leaned in and tucked myself closer to him, leaning my head on his shoulder. "Do me a favor and don't mention the kiss to Jacob," I could hear the smile in his face.
"No problem," I smiled.
"What are you guys whispering about?" Schuyler turned around in her seat, grinning at me and Oliver.
I could see Tony's eyes in the rearview mirror, he was frowning.
"Mind your own business Sky," Oliver laughed.
"You are my business. Everything is my business."
"We're here," Tony announced. His voice monotone. He parked and everyone jumped out of the car.
When we walked into the diner, a blond, tall, short skirt wearing waitress smiled at Oliver, "Hello, welcome. How can I help you?"
"Well," Oliver smiled back, "we're here to eat."
"No shit Sherlock," Schuyler huffed, "hey…" she looked at the name tag on the waitress, "Rose….we need a table for five. Non-smoking."
"This way," Rose snapped back at Schuyler with a fake smile plastered in her face. She flicked her hair, and led us to our table, walking on supermodel mode.
When we sat down and were given the menu, Rose leaned down so that the boys could get a good view of her cleavage. She looked at Oliver and smirked, "I'll be back to take your orders and if you need anything, I'll be here." Then she walked off, making a big production, moving her hips left right left right, flicking her blond long hair and making sure her heels clicked clacked as she walked away.
"What the hell?" Schuyler looked at Rose walking away, "she might as well have stripped and lap danced you guys. Pathetic," Schuyler frowned looking down at her menu, "the burgers better be good. And by the way, you're drooling all over the table Johnny."
"Well," Johnny smiled, "she is drool worthy."
"GOD! You're such a typical guy," Schuyler said through clenched teeth.
"Maybe that's because…..I AM a guy!"
"OH shut up! The only reason you're all hot and sweaty is because her rack is huge, her waist is tiny and her skirt can't even be considered as a skirt."
"Hey hey, back off lady. It's not like she was flirting with me. If you want to blame someone, you should blame Oliver," Johnny pointed at Oliver who was sitting next to me and wasn't even listening to what they were talking about.
"Whatever. It's not like Oliver's mouth practically hit the floor when he saw her."
I couldn't stop the laugh that escaped my mouth. It was too late to try to cover it up as something else and Schuyler looked at me like I betrayed her, Johnny smiled and Tony looked at me smiling but his eyes looked at me in a way that I was sure was the thing Jacob had warmed Oliver to look out for.
"Sorry Sky," I giggled, "it's just that, Johnny is just being Johnny. His big brain lost control and his little brain took over. It's normal when Barbie clones show up, guys tend to become a little weak."
"Are you defending his actions?" Schuyler asked, crossing her arms.
"Well, not really. But all I'm saying is that it's normal," I shrugged.
"Yeah," Schuyler laughed, leaning back in her seat, "I guess Mr. Little Brain took over." She sighed and looked back at her menu.
"I didn't know you were such a feminist," I cupped my face in my hands, leaning forward on the table.
"Well, it's not like I'm an uber feminist or anything, it's just I hate when guys act so…."
"Man-dogish," Oliver said without taking his eyes off this menu.
"Exactly," Schuyler sighed, "I hate the fact that I know men, guys, boys, whatever. When they look at me or any other female, all they see is how big their boobs are and how big their ass are and how teeny tiny their waist is. They don't see the expression on their face. Some guys don't even know the color of their 'supposed' girlfriend's eyes."
"Not all guys are like that," I said, and gestured to Tony and Oliver and even Johnny, "here are three completely mature, honest, good guys."
"Did you just miss how Johnny's jaw almost got unhinged from his face?" Schuyler smiled.
"Well, that was just a moment of weakness. But well, you're sorta being a hypocrite."
"What?!"
Tony and Johnny's smiles grew wider and I could also see Oliver smile, even though he was reading the desert menu.
"Well, when you first saw Jake, the first thing you pointed out was how good looking he is and if I'm not mistaken, you were also drooling a little," I smiled, "like I said. It's natural."
"Well, you got me there. But that Jacob guys is majorly hot and it's not like he flaunted his awesomeness for all to see, he was just being himself."
"Give up Sky," Johnny laughed, "my lawyer kicked your ass."
"Fine, fine. I surrender. Johnny I give you permission to ogle that girl to death," Schuyler laughed, raising her hands, surrendering.
"You should be a lawyer or something Ness. NO ONE has ever done that to Sky," Johnny laughed.
"Thank you. But I'm more drawn to music and art then politics and justice and all that," I shrugged. I turned to Oliver, "so, you know what you're getting?"
It took us an hour to order and finish eating our meals and for Rose cleared our table – extra slow and with a lot of bending forward in front of the guys.
"I'm not going to say anything," Schuyler sighed.
Johnny patted his non-existent belly, "man, who's up for desert?"
"God Johnny, are you ever full?" Tony laughed, leaning back in his seat, on his side of the booth.
"Desert is a very important part of lunch," Johnny smiled and looked down at the desert menu, "I'm thinking, something like brownie a la mode or something."
"Umm… Oliver? Do you mind getting out, I feel a little claustrophobic," I smiled weakly, feeling my head spin.
After eating so much and laughing and feeling so carefree, suddenly I felt like a weight pushed me back down on Earth and my breathing became more difficult and my head started spinning.
"Sure, of course," Oliver jumped out of the booth and pulled me with him, helping me stand, "do you want me to come with?"
"No, no. I'm fine. I just need a little fresh air."
"Hey Ness, you okay?" Tony looked up at me, frowning, obviously worried, "you're looking a little pale."
"I'm fine, seriously guys, I'm okay. Just need some air."
"I'll come with," Tony said, pushing Johnny out of the booth, so that he could get out.
"I'll be fine, just a minute of air."
"Okay, I think you should go out already," Schuyler nodded, "you're looking a little green now."
"Thanks," I smiled. I patted Oliver shoulder, "I'll be fine."
"I'll be right here if you need anything, okay?" Oliver looked down at me, his arm still wrapped around my waist so that I won't fall.
I smiled and walked out of the diner.
I sat out on the side walk in the parking lot, taking in deep breaths, trying to clear my head.
"What the hell is wrong with me?" I sighed, leaning my forehead on my knees, taking in deep breaths. Maybe it has something with me not drinking blood for a while; maybe I'm just a little weak because I haven't fed my vampire side. I sighed, relieved that the wooziness is fading away.
I heard the diner's bell ring, indicating that someone just walked out. Without even looking up I smiled, "Oliver, I'm fine. Seriously."
"I'm not Oliver," Tony sat down next to me, "how you feeling?"
"Like I said, I'm fine," I smiled, turning my head, still resting on my knees, and looked at Tony sitting beside me, "you didn't have to come out here."
"I was a little worried. You kinda scared me in there," Tony shrugged, "no big. I just wanted to make sure you're okay." Tony didn't look directly at me; he looked straight out at the parking lot but kept glancing at me.
"Tony, is there something you want to say?" I asked, feeling like there was a wall between us and that Tony has been wanting to ask me something ever since we left the parking lot at school.
"No. why?" I noticed his shoulders tensing a little and his face flushed a little darker – blushing, something I was very familiar with.
"Well, it's just that ever since we left school, I've been feeling like that there is something you want to tell me."
"Well…..there is something, but I'm not sure if it's something you would like."
"The only way you're going to find out is by asking me."
Tony looked into my eyes for a few long seconds, looking for God knows what then turned back at looking at the parking lot. "You and Oliver seem to have developed a close friendship."
I sighed, knowing that this was not what he was really thinking about. "Yeah, we have. Jacob and my grandfather were the ones watching over Oliver when he was sick and I spent a lot of time with them, you know, since I was sick too."
"Yeah I guess."
"You guess what?"
"Well, Oliver's been acting different ever since he came back. More open and confident and he barely wears his glasses and when he does, he squints to read."
"Is that such a bad thing? Oliver changing I mean. Oliver has always been this open, confident person; he just needed that a little change to see that. As for him not wearing his glasses, well maybe his eyesight is improving." After all, he is part eagle, his eyesight must be better than any other human, but I didn't say that, I didn't say that Oliver had found where he truly felt like he belonged and that resulted with him feeling more confident of himself. I didn't say how he and I share this whole other world with my family and his new family. I didn't say any of that and for the first time I didn't feel bad about keeping it a secret. I felt like Oliver and I have this connection and that we have this secret that will always make us family. I used to feel horrible not telling my friends everything about myself but I guess now that at least one of my friends know, I'm starting to feel a little bit better about keeping that part of my life hidden.
"I'd say it's more than him becoming sick that changed him," Tony sighed.
"What do you mean?"
"He changed ever since…well…he met you and from the looks of it…he likes you. A lot," Tony looked down at his hands, "and you seem to like him too. I guess it didn't work out with that Jacob guy and now you're with Oliver."
"WHAT?!" I didn't even try to hide the shock from my voice or my face.
"Oliver likes you and you're not having any trouble liking him back, is all I'm saying," Tony shrugged, "Jacob was too old for you and now you're dating someone your own age just like I said you should but when I said it, I wasn't really thinking about Oliver, I was…"
"What are you talking about Tony? I'm not dating Oliver, and whatever I have with Jacob is none of your business. I don't mean to sound rude or anything, but my love life has nothing to do with you."
"How can you say that? How can you say that it's not my business?" Tony turned around, staring at me, pain evident in his eyes.
"Tony," I sighed, my head throbbing, "you're my friend and I'm ours. I get that. But you're not my father or my brother or boyfriend. You have no right to dissect my love life and tell me who I can and cannot date."
"So I'm just your friend?" Tony asked, his voice cold.
"Yes, you're my friend."
"BUT I LO……I'M IN…" Tony looked down at his hands again, "so I'm nothing but a friend to you?"
"You're one of my best friends, but yeah. You're a friend. Tony, look at me," I covered his hands with mine. I didn't know why but I felt horrible. I didn't know why, after all Tony is only a friend, but I felt awful saying it like that.
Tony looked up and I could see that his eyes were a little wet and his green eyes looked to open and vulnerable, I felt my heart ache just looking at him. His dark brown bangs falling in his eyes.
I brushed his bangs away and smiled, "Oh Tony, I'm so sorry if I said something that hurt you. You have no idea how much I love you and Sky, Johnny and Oliver. You guys mean a lot to me." I moved closer and wrapped my arms around him and pulled him in a hug.
Tony buried his face in my shoulder, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me closer. At first I thought it would be a little weird to hug Tony, but it felt so, not exactly natural and perfect, but it felt right. I felt like Tony was such a good friend – no matter that Jake thought – and that it was nice to get a purely friendly hug from someone.
"Ness?" Oliver's loud voice came from behind Tony – who jumped at the sound of Oliver's voice.
Oliver stared at Tony – it wasn't exactly just a stare, it was something between a glare and a stare – and then he walked to me and helped me stand up. "I was a bit worried since you didn't come in for a while. I thought Tony would just check on you and when he didn't come back in I thought something must have happened."
Tony didn't look up; he kept starring down at the gravel in the parking lot.
"I'm fine Oliver. I was just having a little talk with Tony."
"It looked like a hell of a talk," Oliver shot a glare at Tony and then looked at me, "Seth called and said he was coming to pick you and me up."
"Why, did something happen?"
"No, I called him and asked if he could come and pick us up," Oliver shrugged.
"Why?"
Oliver looking at Tony and back at me again, he raised on of his brows and frowned, "first of all, I don't think my insurance can cover all the damages that are going to be inflicted to me and secondly, it's six."
I nodded, "okay." I leaned into Oliver's side, still feeling a little wobbly.
"Oh God Ness," Oliver sighed, looking down at me, "you're a mess. You can't even stand right."
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