Song for this chapter - "Easier to be" by Lifehouse.

I woke up the next day, mercifully without a headache thanks to a couple of aspirins I popped before practically crawling into bed. I said a silent prayer of thanks to the thick walls, because if Seth snored as loud as Charlie, I would look like a re-animated corpse for the duration of the internship.

"Coffee," I croaked out before realizing that there was none in the house. I groaned as my stomach growled, demanding the caffeine-y goodness. I tried to smooth down my unruly hair as I walked out, intent on waking up Seth to go foraging with me.

Wolf boy's an early riser.

He stood in front of the "Sea of Boobs" painting. I'm sure it wasn't called that but I knew I couldn't ask Edward for the name.

"Ah Bella, always with the risqué questions."

"Just call me a perve and get over it k?"

I smiled at the memory and leaned against the doorway. He had his arms crossed; one hand clutched a glass of water as he leaned back against the railing. My stomach growled again. "Morning," he said and took a sip; his eyes never left the painting.

Teenage boys.

I rolled my eyes as I stood next to him.

"Have you been staring at that all night?" I grabbed his glass of water and appeased the hunger pangs momentarily.

"Maybe," he grinned. "I was wondering if this would fit in my room."

"Seth Clearwater!" I said in mock horror, "When did you become such a perve?"

"You'd have to ask Jacob," he smirked as I punched him in the shoulder.

Ouch.

"I was wondering if you wanna go get some groceries with me?"

His eyes lit up at the mention of food. "Hell yes! Just give me a few minutes to change." He bounded off into his room and I dragged my feet into the bathroom to look more human.

Human...I'm living with a wolf in a vampire's house.

I snorted at the thought while getting ready, slipping into my usual jeans and a tee. Slipping was too graceful a word, considering that I had almost killed myself when my foot got stuck in the jeans. A quick brush through my hair and I was ready to go.

Shopping was pretty uneventful. If uneventful was what you call people staring at you for hanging around with a good-looking, over-grown man boy. I nudged him several times during the trip, gaggles of girls staring appreciatively at him while shooting death stares at me. I couldn't blame them; I'd shoot death stares at me too.

Seth fussed around, not really paying attention to the girls which made me wonder if he had already imprinted or whether it was just hunger that was driving him. He seemed reluctant to buy anything till I assured him that there was more than enough money in my funds to support the both of us. Cheered at this prospect, he loped off, careful to jog like normal people, directly into the chips aisle; emerging a few minutes later holding what seemed to be half the products in the aisle.

"Urgh Seth, we can't live on chips."

He dumped the contents into the trolley and I steered us towards the fresh fruit, hoping to add something more substantial to our diet. The phone vibrated in my pocket. I glanced at the screen, muttering "Edward" to a curious Seth and answered it. His smooth voice cut through the noise of the busy store.

"Are you happy? Do you like it?"

"You know Edward; people usually start conversations with hello."

"Oh right...hello."

"Much better," I cradled the phone between my shoulder and the crook of my neck before sorting through some apples. "And yes I love it. It's beautiful and way too sophisticated for me."

"Are you mad at me?"

I looked quizzical and Seth mouthed a "What's wrong?" at me. I shook my head with a small smile to reassure him.

"Mad at you for what?"

"For telling Seth he can stay with you. I thought you could use the company and that kid has talent. I hope he's not bothering you."

I looked up to see him waving frantically to get my attention before pressing two oranges to his chest. "Ask him about the boobs," he mouthed. I threw an apple at him which he caught and grinned as I mouthed an emphatic "NO".

"He's fine Edward; I'll take a baseball bat to his head when he gets too annoying."

Seth looked down at the oranges and held up his thumb and index finger before walking over to the watermelons. He stuck one up his shirt and pointed to it, "Boobs," he mouthed again.

I mimed a baseball bat swinging at his head and hissed a "Shut up!"

"You'll find it in the closet. Try not to dent it Bella, it's a limited-edition"

"I'll try," I poked my tongue out at him and walked towards the ice cream. Seth jogged over and stuck his whole body in the fridge.

"I don't know if you already know this, but Sam and Emily are getting married in a few months. They gave us special permission to attend."

"That's wonderful," I shook my head as Seth grabbed the vanilla. He grimaced and rummaged some more.

"You're not gonna like this next part," I steeled myself.

A double wedding? Was Jacob getting married to some bimbo? Was I doomed to spend my life alone? Sitting in a retirement home while immortal Seth and his flaky girlfriend would visit the old coot he once lived with?

I pushed him away, grabbing a giant carton of double chocolate chip and throwing it into the trolley.

Today is the day we binge.

I calmed myself considerably before asking a tentative, "What's going on?"

"You're...you're gonna be a bridesmaid Bella, with Leah and Jacob and Seth."

I threw in another carton and a vanilla. Seth beamed.

Poor boy had no idea. Seth loved being in a bridal party as much as he needed another hole in his head. The ice cream was crucial for both of us.

"Why the hurry?"

"Emily's pregnant and I quote 'doesn't want to look like a beached whale at her own wedding'."

"Understandable," I muttered "...don't know why I need to be tortured for that though. Well, at least Em won't make me squeeze into a bandage dress and stilettos."

I imagined a country-chic wedding, floaty dresses and ballet flats, or even barefoot. I couldn't kill myself with bare feet.

He coughed "Aliceisdoingtheplanning."

"WHAT?"

He sounded apologetic. He knew what horrors I had gone through. "Alice...Alice is doing the planning"

I looked at the chips and decided to grab some cans of whipped cream.

Comfort food...lots and lots of comfort food.

Seth helped push the trolley to the checkout.

"Bella..."

"We're at the checkouts. Can I call you about this later?"

"Sure."

The call ended with a click. I chewed on my nail nervously while watching the couple in front of us unpack their stuff.

"You heard huh?" Seth broke into my thoughts.

"How did you know?"

"The ice cream," we chorused and he continued. "I had the same reaction when Sam told me. Polished off three cartons in one sitting, then I holed myself up for a few days playing X-box and being whiney till the letter came in. Mom figured time away will make me more sociable".

"Ha!"

Bella Swan... socialite extraordinaire

"So that's what Jacob was doing with Alice," I murmured.

"Next please," the cashier called out and we started placing the stuff on the conveyor. Seth motioned that he'd finish and I moved ahead to pay for the items. The cashier was not bad looking. He was blonde with floppy hair that fell over his eyes. He also had a swimmer's build with a strong jaw and looked out of place among the older workers.

"Hi."

"Hello," He flashed me a dazzling smile. "You're new here" he stated, hands running the items through the machine effortlessly. He was a pro.

"Yup."

"I figured, cause I know almost everyone who shops here", He leaned forward. "I never forget a pretty face."

I groaned inwardly at the cheesiness.

He stopped weighing the fruit to hold out his hand, "Hi, I'm Jason."

I shook it. He had long fingers. "Bella."

"Bella...that's a beautiful name."

A pair of arms wrapped around me as I was pulled back against Seth's chest. He put his chin on my shoulder and smiled at Jason, a little evilly I noticed.

"I know right? Beautiful," he rumbled against my ear.

What the hell?

"Yeah...so...err...that comes to 75 dollars," Jason looked uncomfortable and a little scared. I wasn't surprised, Seth towered over him and looked like he was about to rip his head off.

"You wanna get that babe?" Seth crooned.

I wriggled out of his grasp, mustering a polite smile to Jason. "Ok honey," I shot daggers at Seth, he smiled back, unapologetic. He slung an arm around my shoulder as we walked away, earning me more death stares from the girls.

I let him keep up the charade till we reached the truck. I ducked out from under him, crossed my arms and hissed at him.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

Thanks to fangbanger06 for being a lovely beta and stothep for inspiring the funny from Seth. Thanks to everyone who reads this. I really appreciate your views, reviews and for loving my story by making it your favourite! I'm glad to belong to such an awesome fandom!

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P.s. I accidentaly uploaded this without an autor's note. I apologise. I am fail.