Chapter 17

Bella's POV

I watched Rose go over to Emmet and Tristan, watching Emmet fall off the surfboard again… again… and again. I decided not to go back in yet, I was quite lonely by myself but I just wasn't in the mood for wet; I watched Edward surf the big waves from afar.

He was really good.

My lips pursed together in a line and I was suddenly somber, it took me a minute to register what exactly I was feeling. Guilt. It made me feel terrible, putting them in a position like this, but at the same time I was furious! How could they think that they could fight over me; like fighting would make a difference on who I wanted in the end.

"Hey Bella," Alice and Jasper walked up together hand in hand. I noticed that Alice was a little red in the face, but in a good way.

"Hi Alice… Jasper," I greeted them, pulling myself together, not vulnerable.

"How was your walk? Find any good shells?" I started the conversation so it wouldn't land on me; Alice could tell whenever I felt the least bit uncomfortable. Alice and Jasper exchanged an odd look at each other before answering.

"It was… pleasant," Alice seemed like she was struggling for words. This never happened!

"Didn't find any really good shells, though, it seems like the best ones are somewhat in this area," Jasper added, only having eyes for Alice. It seemed like there was double meaning in his words the way he was gazing so intimately at my best friend, but I ignored it. It wasn't any of my business… besides, I would ambush Alice later.

"Did you go back in the water, Bella?" Alice asked me sweetly. I shook my head,

"No, I didn't really feel like getting wet again. But I'll go back in soon, though, I'm getting hot laying in the sun," I answered.

"Hey Jazz, want to come inside with me and get your sunglasses?" Alice asked him brightly, I could see her eyes through her sunglasses… they were so… blissful.

"Sure. Hey Bella, do you want anything while we're inside? A drink?" Jasper offered like a gentleman, but I shook my head in response.

"No thanks, I'm fine."

"Okay," Jasper stood up from his seat on the towel and pulled Alice up after. They were so dang cute!

"Be right back," Alice said quietly and they retreated to the house hand in hand. As they were walking, I noticed how they were kind of opposites, Alice short, Jasper tall, Alice with short dark hair, Jasper with longish blonde; yet, I couldn't imagine one without the other, they just fit.

I sighed happily, so pleased with one of my best friend's contentment. I turned my gaze back to the ocean and its' inviting scenery. I couldn't resist and got up to go out for a quick dip. I walked down to Rosalie, Emmet and Tristan; Rosalie was currently sitting down in the ankle deep water watching.

"How's he doin'?" I asked her. Her eyes never came off of Emmet.

"Ha! Terrible, but it's so funny," she erupted into a fit of giggles with a few snickers in between.

"Is he ever going to give up?" I questioned, cringing when Emmet fell flat on his back, making a slap sound when he hit the water. Rosalie burst out in boisterous laughter.

"I… hope… he… doesn't!" she said in between laughs, trying to catch her breath. I rolled my eyes at her hysterics.

"You're probably the meanest girlfriend in the west coast…" I commented teasingly. Rosalie gave me a daring, angry stare with a smirk on her face.

"And why not the entire U.S?" I snorted loudly,

"You caught me." She laughed once and we changed our attention back to Emmet and Tristan. But Emmet was now sluggishly walking toward us, curly hair mangled. He flopped face down right into the shallow water by Rosalie, depressed.

"I can't do it," he mumbled sadly. Rosalie ruffled his wet darkened hair.

"Its okay, Emmet. We all knew you couldn't," she replied as if this was supposed to help his ego and self esteem. His body slopped even more lethargically into the sand and he sighed deeply.

"I'm a failure." Rosalie smiled down lovingly at him.

"And that's alright, we love you even more for it," she assured him, my mouth dropped open at their conversation. Rosalie turned around to me for back up,

"Right, Bella?" Emmet looked up at me like a little, lost, puppy, I could feel my face soften. I thought about my words before answering,

"Of course, you kept trying… and that's what counts," I agreed with as much comfort in my voice possible. Emmet shrugged, still face down in the sand.

"I guess I didn't do horrible," he reprimanded. Rosalie shook her head from side to side,

"No Emmet, you did horrible… in a good way, though," she changed her words at the end when Emmet looked up at her with a face like he was going to cry.

"I guess," he mumbled softly.

"Come on, let's go get something to eat, inside…" Rosalie suggested and began helping Emmet to his feet. Emmet got up and slung an arm around Rosalie's shoulders as they walked back to the house.

"You know, Rose, you always know how to cheer me up," I heard Emmet tell her softly from afar. I smiled just watching them. Rosalie was somewhat a different person around him.

"I would ask you if you wanted to learn how to surf now… but Edward took care of that one," Tristan said bitterly from behind me. I turned around to look at him. His dark brown hair was in his eyes a bit, mangled from the crashing waves. It made his eyes stand out more.

"I can't believe he let you ride that one," he mumbled more to himself than me. I crossed my arms, who was he to underestimate me?

"I didn't die, if you recall," I stated sourly, avoiding eye contact and looking out farther in the ocean.

"No, but you could have gotten hurt," he answered quietly, worry filling his tone.

"I did just fine," I reminded him, looking him straight in the eyes. Tristan tried to smile and nodded lightly.

"You got by," he agreed. I felt bad for getting so angry, he was just worried about me; that was all. I sighed.

"Stop stressing so much about me, I am an adult… almost," I cracked a smile at the end. Only in August would I be the official eighteen, officially legit.

"I know… but I'm going to worry no matter what you say," Tristan chuckled. I nodded, knowing that he just… loved me.

"And I'm going to worry about you… a little bit and only sometimes," I teased. Tristan raised his eye brows,

"Oh really," he dared. I nodded with a smile on my lips just begging to get out.

Then out of nowhere, Tristan reached for me, grabbing me around the waist and lifting me easily over his shoulder, I screamed.

"Put me down!" I yelled, Tristan was now in waist deep water and I was getting dangerously close to getting soaked when the next wave came around.

"What?" he asked, I knew that he could hear me perfectly clear.

"PUT ME DOWN!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Tristan shrugged, even with me on his shoulder.

"Okay," he obliged calmly and rolled me off of his shoulder so I got dumped straight into the water. I stood up and spit a bit of water that was in my mouth, all the while scowling at him. Tristan took one look at me and began laughing. A tiny smile was on my lips, though I wanted to be mad.

"You're the worst," I accused in a venomous tone, though I was smiling.

"I know," Tristan replied arrogantly, proudly. I huffed. I was starting to get cold,

"I'm going back to my safe place on the beach," I emphasized the safe part to get my message across.

"I'll join you," Tristan stated joyful, taking his place by my side and walking through the water. Once we got onto the warm sand I stuck my foot in front of Tristan and pushed him in the back, causing him to fall onto his hands and knees. His shins were covered in the sand that the water stuck to.

"Gotcha," I giggled, taking my revenge. The next thing I knew I was on the ground, facing up to the sun.

"Got you," Tristan chuckled. I stood up and my entire back and butt was covered in sand. I growled.

"I can't believe that you just did that," I said shaking my head at Tristan, who was sitting in the sand gazing up at me.

"Well I did," he replied confidently.

I laughed and sat down next to him, the sand was warm from the sun. He put an arm around my shoulders and I leaned my head against his shoulder. Even though we fought and teased each other like crazy… I loved the guy.

"What are we going to do with the surfboard?" I asked, looking at the board that Emmet was using. It was not sitting on the sand, close to the water.

"I'll go out and try to catch some waves in a little bit," Tristan sighed contently. I removed my head from his shoulder and looked up at him to get a view of his face. He was just looking out to the water, thoughtful but light hearted at the same time.

"You like it here, don't you?" I confirmed, looking into his blue eyes that dancing just not so brightly, it was more of a waltz, calmer.

"It's the only place that feels like home, sometimes," Tristan answered.

"I know home will always be here no matter where I go and I guess that comforts me." I didn't know how to reply to that, he said it all. So I didn't and just laid my head back onto his shoulder and relaxed under his arm.

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It was getting near the end of our stay at Tristan's and I was soon to be on a plane with Rose and Alice back to Phoenix. I thought that we'd done everything, from fishing out deep in the ocean to visiting the vast San Diego Zoo. But Tristan had promised that we were going to his favorite places in the next few days.

"Soooo, what are we doing today Tristan?" Alice asked from her seat next to Jasper on the sofa. We were all in the family room and kitchen eating breakfast and catching the morning news.

Tristan had promised that we were going to have a great time today, but has been keeping exactly what it was we were doing a secret.

"You'll see, Alice," he sighed; Alice had been asking the same question countless times for the last few days. Sometimes I got the feeling like she actually knew exactly what was on the agenda for today, but was just trying to build up some suspense.

Alice just gave Tristan a knowing and mischievous smile… what could she possibly get out of that statement? 'You'll see, Alice?'

"What are we supposed to wear, though, we need to be prepared," Rosalie asked with a worried smile, like she could ever look bad…

"Swim suits under your clothes and we'll be out in the sun the entire day… maybe we should bring a couple of towels also," Tristan contemplated. Alice jumped up out of her seat, making Emmet jump out of shock- it was a funny site.

"Come on, Jasper. We need to coordinate clothes so we compliment each other," Alice grabbed his hand was desperately trying to pull him up off of the sofa but failing miserably. Jasper sighed with a small smile on his face,

"Whatever makes you happy, Alice." Alice beamed up at him once he got on his feet.

"This makes me delighted," Alice assured him and began leading him down the hall to their room. After a moment of awed silence Edward got up from his seat at the kitchen table,

"Well if we're leaving soon, I better go take a shower," he announced and cleared his plate before retreating to his room. I watched him leave the room and begin walking down the stairs. Somebody cleared their throat, from the look in her eye, my bet was that it was Rosalie.

"I should go get changed as well," I breathed and ran up the stairs slightly red in the face. I didn't hear Tristan's footsteps behind me and was somewhat relieved… maybe he didn't notice anything, maybe he made nothing of it.

Because right now I don't know what to make of it; confusion was taking on an entirely new meaning.

I rushed into the closet frantically and pulled out my navy blue bikini, a pair of khaki shorts and two colored boyfriend tank tops. Closing the bathroom door behind me a continued to get changed and remembered to double knot the strings on my swim suit. After splashing some cold water on my face, I took a deep breath and stepped out of the bathroom.

Tristan was in the closet, getting some clothes together from the sound of it. I went to the closet to put away my pajamas. He seemed tense when I walked in, more stressed.

Tristan's POV

Edward got up from the kitchen table and went to take a shower, Bella watched him leave… never taking her eyes off of him. As soon as I looked over at Rosalie, her eyes moved away from me- too quickly. She cleared her throat, seeming to alert my distracted Bella.

I noticed how she blushed ever so faintly before announcing that she was going to get changed and stumbled towards the stairs.

"Did you see that?!" I growled quietly to myself, meaning for nobody to hear it, just release the built up pressure.

"Yes," Rosalie said quietly from the couch, under Emmet's arm. I didn't look at her to give myself sometime to gain control over my facial features- which I was sure looked menacing right now. When I looked up at her, her face was soft with understanding.

"Bella will get over it, give her some time," Rosalie assured me.

"Time?" I hissed, it was as harsh as it was devoted, "I'm leaving in less than a few weeks, we only have a few more days together."

Rosalie's face was just as sad as mine,

"I know," she whispered. "She is just confused because Edward is a good friend to her… let her figure it out." I nodded, though I didn't understand anything; confusion as taking on a new meaning.

I swallowed down a croissant though my mouth felt like sand and went upstairs to change. She was still in the bathroom when I got to my room; I looked longingly at the door, hoping Bella felt the same about me as I did about her, and then went into my closet to get my clothes for the day.

She came out of the bathroom and into the closet only a few seconds later, and I could tell that she was breathing the same tension filled air as I was. After folding and putting away her tank top and shorts into her suitcase, she looked up at me for just a split second.

"You know that I love you, right?" she asked softly. Unconsciously, my lips formed a small smile. I sighed and wordlessly hugged her tightly and kissed the top of her head.

"I know." I lied through my teeth. The truth was that deep inside of me I knew that I didn't know for sure that she loved me, but god almighty did I hope she did.

Bella's POV

While Tristan was changing I decided to go down stairs and out to the backyard where they kept the beach towels. Everybody else seemed to be still in their rooms when I got out to the kitchen and family room so I went outside, not blushing at all when I almost tripped over my own two feet.

At least until I heard somebody snicker from behind me, I turned around and Edward was smirking at me. His hair was still wet; messy and glistening from the light coming through the window.

I gave him a death glare to silence him… hey it worked!

"Sorry, couldn't restrain," he apologized insincerely. I made a face, which only made him smile for some reason. After a slight awkward silence I pointed to the door to the backyard,

"I'm going to go get some towels for us." Edward just stood there with his little smirk and I made my exit outside.

Swiftly, I a little too swiftly for my own coordination, I went to grab some towels that were in the cabinets by the barbeque. I chose four different colored ones and went back to the house, almost falling on my face on the stairs.

When I entered the house, Alice had a couple backpacks on the kitchen table with what she called the 'essentials' laid out.

"Here, give those to me, Bella," she reached out for my towels and I gave them to her. Alice packed them, two each, into the bottoms of the backpacks. She put a bottle of sun block in one of the backpacks along with all of our wallets, cell phones, etc. I wondered when she had the time to go up and grab mine.

Once she was all packed everybody else was gathered in the family room, ready to leave.

"Who wants to carry the backpack?" she asked enthusiastically.

"Not it!" Emmet immediately shouted.

"Be a man, Emmet!" Rosalie criticized and slapped him on the arm. Emmet cringed away from her violence.

"Fine I'll take one," he grumbled and reluctantly raised his hand. Alice beamed and pranced gracefully over to him and handed him one of the backpacks.

"I can carry the other one," Jasper shrugged indifferently, Alice have him a proud smile and gave him the backpack, patting a hand on his shoulder rewardingly.

We were all settled in the SUV, Tristan was driving, Emmet in the front seat and the rest of us piled in the back. I ended up in the middle row by the window with Alice bouncing up and down in the middle seat next to me.

"Alice, please… you're shaking the vehicle," Edward begged from the other window seat opposite of me.

"I'm just excited, Edward. Gosh, is that such a crime?" she was glaring him down with fire in her eyes. Edward just rolled his green eyes at her and fixed his gaze out of the window. Alice turned back towards me and stuck out her tongue, making a face. I stifled a giggle.

Jasper's POV

We all knew that Edward had feelings for Bella… well at least I did. I knew it from the moment he introduced us to the girls, it was completely obvious. But Bella was with Tristan… and they were pretty serious.

I mean, I wanted my best friend to be happy. I knew that Edward was as good as Tristan- maybe even better. But Bella and Tristan were together and I couldn't and wouldn't do anything to break them up. It was just plain wrong.

Rosalie's POV

Bella, Tristan and Edward were all a little tense all this morning. It was apparent that Bella has been doing some thinking and Tristan and Edward definitely on edge. Bella could make or break them… I would be scared. Putting your self out there vulnerably and then getting shot down. Okay, scratch that- I wouldn't be scared; I just wouldn't take the chance.

Honestly, I think Bella and Tristan should break up- not that I don't like Tristan, he's, in my opinion, an exceptional boyfriend. It's just that- we're still in high school- and Bella should have all of the normal high school experiences. I don't want a long distance relationship to hold her back.

That doesn't mean that I want her to be with Edward… I just want her to have fun and have the opportunity to create those irreplaceable high school memories.

Emmet's POV

I want a parakeet… OOOH! Sea World!

Bella's POV

We parked in the huge Sea World parking lot, not too far away from the entrance. I was more than relieved to get out of the car… it was getting a smidgen uncomfortable. Just a smidgen, though. Do you sense my use of sarcasm?

I hopped… or tripped… my way out of the car. Tristan was waiting for me and closed the door behind me before taking my hand.

"I can't believe you're taking us to Sea World…" I laughed and gave him and exasperated look. This place was supposed to be entertainment for children… and we weren't children, we had Emmet with us.

"Everybody loves Sea World," Tristan assured me with a smile. I smiled and rolled my eyes dramatically. He just laughed and kissed the top of my head.

"I LOVE THIS PLACE!" Emmet began sprinting to the entrance, frightened many families in the process. I heard Rosalie groan when I small baby began crying.

"It's going to be a long day," she stated, looking up at the sky. Then she snapped her head at Tristan, shooting him a deathly glare; Tristan didn't even flinch.

"Thanks a lot, T." she accused, her jaw clenched in frustration. Tristan just laughed in response and saluted her,

"Glad to be of service."

We were almost caught up with Emmet who was saving our place in the long line where we were supposed to pay for our tickets. I started laughing when I saw a little baby looking over his mother's shoulder in front of Emmet, eyes wide and mouth open.

"Uh… Bella?" Alice looked at me blankly, like I was crazy. I was not crazy!… okay just maybe a little, tiny, winy, bit.

"Hurry up, will ya!" Emmet called us over, waving his hands wildly… as if we didn't see him. He should know by now that with his size, he's in everybody's line of vision.

We tried to walk as calmly as we could to him, hiding our faces as best as we could. We waited in line for a few minutes and eventually got to the front window with a lady with a navy polo inside the booth.

"Welcome to Sea World, how many tickets?"

Tristan started to get his wallet from his back pocket, automatically; we all placed a hand on his arm. We couldn't let him pay for all of us.

"We got this, Tristan," Jasper assured him. Tristan gave him a look that said 'are you sure?' The rest of us got out our wallets from the back packs.

"No, Bella. You aren't paying, I got it," Tristan demanded. I gave him an angry look; I saw that Alice and Rosalie had the same glares on their face, looking up at their boyfriends.

"No." I answered simply and confidently.

"Be reasonable, Bella. It's only good manners that I'm showing," Tristan insisted. I heard Rosalie and Alice arguing as well.

"Well I don't need good manners. This is the twentieth century," I argued. Soon there was a full blown quarrel in our group… the lady in the booth cleared her throat and we paused the yelling.

"Excuse me, but we have a line and I'm going to need you to speed it up." We all looked around at each other and before anybody could argue once more, Edward stepped up to the small window and slid a gold credit card through the small slot.

"Seven adult tickets, please, ma'm," he said quietly and politely. The lady stared at him for a moment before gathering herself and punching something into the computer and taking his credit card.

After Edward signed a receipt, she gave him back his card and a stack of long, stiff, light blue tickets.

"Thank you and have a wonder day here at Sea World," she gave him a warm smile.

"Have a nice day," Edward answered with a subtle nod and crooked grin.

He walked away from the window to the large entrance gates and we didn't have any choice but to follow in an awed silence.

"Did you have to do that?" Emmet shot Edward a deadly look. Edward just raised his eyebrows at him and tilted his head in confusion.

"I was trying to be a gentleman and then you have to go and pay for all of us," Emmet crossed his arms across his chest, his muscles enhanced. I little boy walked by and stared up at him for a second before running away back to his mother.

Edward repressed a chuckle and smiled widely instead.

"My apologies, Emmet," Edward stated with a smirk on his face.

"Can we go into the park, now?" Alice asked impatiently. Her small foot was tapping wildly against the pavement.

"Yes, let's go," Tristan answered for all of us and took the first steps forward into the park.

Employees at the entrance handed us each a map and schedule, we all examined it carefully. I could see there was a bunch of different shows that we could go to, and would have to plan out our day around them.

"I want to see the whale show," Emmet announced loudly, excitedly.

"I want to see the dolphin show," Alice added, more fiercely.

"Don't make me go to the walrus show, they're gross looking," Rosalie pleaded. Emmet's mouth dropped open wide.

"Are you kidding?!," he shouted loudly, outraged. Rosalie took a step backward, putting some space in between them.

"They are fat and wrinkly, Em," she argued clearly. Emmet was speechless.

"Are you trying to say that you don't like fat and wrinkly people, Rose? Cause Emmet is kind of fat and wrinkly," Jasper joined in their conversation, a mischievous spark in his blue eye. Rosalie shot him a glower and Alice elbowed him in the side.

"I AM NOT FAT AND WRINKLY! THIS IS PURE MUSCLE!" Emmet screamed offended. He was earning everybody around us' attention. Emmet grabbed a chubby grade school boy that was just passing by us. He lifted him up just by holding his shoulders.

"THIS IS FAT AND WRINKLY!" my jaw dropped and the boy's eyes went wide. Emmet put his down, a little roughly, "AND THIS IS 100 PERCENT MUSCLE!" Emmet flexed an arm, revealing his huge muscle. An old grandma behind us dropped to the ground, fainting.

Emmet pointed to her on the ground, adults, including Tristan, rushing toward to help her.

"SEE GRANDMAS GOT IT STRAIGHT!"

Emmet was fuming… I could practically see the stream exerting off of his body. His face was red. We all looked up at him with our mouths and eyes frozen wide.

"Excuse me sir, is everything alright here?" an older man with a light blue polo asked us, he was obviously a Sea World worker.

"I don't know," Rosalie mumbled, half to herself.

"Did you cause this sir?" the man asked Emmet seriously. Emmet looked down ashamed,

"Yes sir."

"We're going to have to ask you to leave the premises immediately." The man instructed. Emmet nodded and slumped off to the exit, Rosalie following. Alice and I locked eyes and Alice and Jasper followed them to the exit.

Edward stayed with me as I pushed through the crowd around the old lady in search of Tristan.

"Watch it," Edward growled to a teenage boy when he pushed me roughly as I was trying to get through the crowd.

"Bella!" I heard Tristan and turned to the sound of his voice. He was in the middle of the crowd, with the unconscious grandma.

"Go wait in the car, I'll be there in a minute!" he yelled to me over everybody's voices. I nodded obediently and Edward led the way for me as we pushed out way back out.

"Do you think she'll be alright?" I asked Edward as soon as we were in the parking lot.

"Yeah, as long as she didn't hurt herself when she hit the ground," Edward answered, being realistic. I nodded once more.

"Thanks for buying us the tickets, although they went to waste," I said, shamefully. Edward just chuckled quietly.

"Don't worry about it, this made excellent blackmail for Emmet." Edward pulled out his cell phone and winked… he videotaped everything that just happened. My mouth pulled up into an involuntary grin.

"You're terrible." I shook my head at him.

"Its part of my character," Edward shrugged nonchalantly. We walked up to the car seeing Alice and Rosalie sitting together, away from their boyfriends.

"What's going on?" I asked carefully. Alice's head snapped up at Jaspers just as Rosalie snapped up at Emmet.

"If you didn't notice Jasper was just as responsible for getting up kicked out of the park as Emmet was," Alice looked back away from Jasper. I looked at Jasper, he looked horrible and gave me a silent pleading gaze before sighing and looking down at the ground.

"Emmet just had to embarrass that little boy, too," Rosalie added.

"I'm sorry, I just got caught up and wasn't thinking," Emmet apologized as if it were the thousandth time he'd done it… my guess was it probably was.

"Yeah, you're right, you weren't thinking. That boy is probably scarred for life!" Rose fumed.

"Rose… were you fat when you were little?" Emmet asked cautiously. I hit my hand against my head so hard that it made a sound. I couldn't believe that he just asked that… now he was in for it.

"No! I just am sensitive, unlike yourself, Emmet," Rosalie answered heatedly, getting up from her seat on the curb. Edward immediately jumped in between them.

"Hold it! Take a step back from the situation for a second…" Edward said calmly. I saw them take a deep breath while obliging, they relaxed and Alice even let out a little giggle.

"This is ridiculous and Emmet you're an oaf," Edward laughed. Emmet shrugged and laughed.

"Sorry Jazz. This is stupid, isn't it," Alice giggled. Jasper smiled hugely back at her.

"No, I was stupid for getting Emmet angry like that," Jasper admit. Alice got up and walked over to where Jasper was sitting and Jasper pulled her into his lap, giving her a squeezing hug.

"Are you going to apologize to me, Rose?" Emmet asked. Appalled, we all whipped out heads in his direction. But instantly we knew that he was joking, his smile was wide and Rosalie pursed her lips together in effort to not laugh at him.

"I really am sorry, Rosalie. I didn't know this would happen." Rose's face softened and she jumped into his arms.

Edward returned to stand by me, admiring his work.

"Well just call me Cupid," Edward breathed. I snorted.

"Ready to go?" Tristan called from behind us, I turned around to face him. His keys dropped from his hand and he froze in place once he caught a look at Emmet and Rosalie.

"Umm…" he couldn't speak.

"Don't worry about it," I smirked at Edward who was chuckling. Tristan just blinked twice while taking a deep breath and bent down to pick up his keys.

"Let's just go find something else to do for today," Tristan sighed and pressed the button to unlock the Lexus. I began to walk around to the other side of the car and thought I heard him mumble,

"Being kicked out of Sea World, that's a first."

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