A/N: Yes. I realize that the links for Bella's clothes didn't work in the last chapter. I'm sorry about that.
And shame on me! I have forgotten a disclaimer.
I, Hannah…..am not Stephenie Meyer. I do not own the characters, just the weird situation.
We arrived at the pool hall around seven. It reeked of cigarettes and alcohol. "Do you want something to drink?" Jacob asked getting my attention.
"Yeah. I'll have a coke, please." He came back with our drinks, and everything we would need to set up one of the tables for our game. We picked up our pool cues from the wall, and Jake racked the balls.
"Do you want to break?" He asked me. "Well actually, I've never played pool before." I replied slightly embarrassed, as I began to blush.
"Well I'll help you." He said with a grin was he got behind me. "You put your hand on it like this." He illustrated to me the proper way to hold the cue with his hand lightly over mine, making my heart beat faster and faster. I nodded, since I couldn't speak, and he slipped his arm on mine.
"Now draw it back keeping the end level with the cue ball." He slowly moved my arm back, and with a loud crack the balls went darting all over the pool table.
"I made one in!" I exclaimed throwing myself into his arms. We had our bodies pressed together for only a few seconds when we heard a loud crash.
We whipped our heads to the noise in perfect synchronicity. Standing on the other side of the pool hall were two men yelling a large amount of profanities at each other, and flailing their arms about animatedly. They were apparently in some sort of altercation.
The taller of the two men staggered his way over close to where Jake and I were standing. "You wanna fight?! Then come and get me!" He shouted in a drunken slur.
The next thing I knew there was a beer bottle thrown in our direction that crashed right next to me. I winced as several small shards of class scratched and cut at the exposed part of my arm where I had rolled up my sleeve.
"Bella! Are you alright?" Asked a very worried looking Jake. "Yeah I'm alright." I said in a daze, the scent from the small amount of blood making me dizzy. "Do you want me to take you somewhere else?" He questioned, now wrapping an arm around me to steady me. I nodded and he led me out the door.
"Let me look at it." He demanded adamantly, but with compassion in his voice. He gently took my arm and looked it over. "It doesn't look that bad, do you want me to take you home, or do you want to go somewhere else? You know I still have two and a half hours before I have to have you home." He said with a smile and I couldn't say no.
"I wouldn't want to waste a whole one hundred and fifty minutes." I retorted, and we were back in the rabbit zipping down the highway.
"Here we are!" He shouted like a train conductor after he stopped at a park.
"Aren't we a little old to be playing at the playground?" I teased.
"You're never to old to play on the playground Isabella." He snorted with mock disdain.
He held my hand and led me to the merry go round where we sat down in comfortable silence.
"I'm really sorry about back at the pool hall. I should have known that on a Friday night there would be nothing but drunken idiots and white trash skanks in there." I had to laugh, the situation seeming comical to me now.
"It's okay. I'm glad I went out with you tonight even though I was brutally attacked by a beer bottle." We were both laughing now, and my teeth began to chatter.
"Are you cold?" He asked, serious now. I was about to tell him yes, when he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to him. "Thank you." I muttered slightly breathless at the contact. We laid back now both looking up to the stars. I had my back to his chest, and he slightly tightened his grip on me.
"I always liked looking at the stars. It reminds me that no matter what, if you just wait for the night, there will always be something beautiful in this life." I broke the silence by thinking out loud.
"I know what you mean. It's like nothing bad makes a difference to the stars. They don't care. They still do their job every night by shining in exactly the same way. I remember when my mom died. How almost everything in life was different but I could look up at the stars and they were exactly the same as when my mom was here. I could look at the same stars that were there when my mom was here and it is the only thing that hasn't changed." He said with a sad smile.
I didn't know what to say. I had never seen Jake be anything but bubbly. Hearing him open up to me about something that to my knowledge he hadn't talked about much made me tear up.
"I'm sorry about your mom, Jake. From what I remember she was a really nice woman." I recalled as I finally found my voice.
"She was a very nice woman indeed, and she liked you a lot." He chuckled, Turning us so we were facing each other but still in an embrace.
He put his large on my face and turned it gently so it was level with his. He looked into my eyes for a brief moment. My breath caught as he slowly leaned in and kissed my bottom lip gently.
I instinctively pulled back, and he looked startled. "Sorry." He whispered, embarrassed.
"No. I'm sorry. I just….um…I just didn't expect you to….to kiss me." I said with little volume, glad it was dark hiding my tomato red face.
"Well, would you expect it more, if I did it again?" He asked with confidence that he already knew the answer as he leaned in so close I could feel his breath on my face. Once again he kissed me, but I participated this time.
His lips moved with mine and we held each other closer, keeping our hands in safe places. It was much better than my horror story with Eric.
We lay like that for the next hour, talking, and kissing, talking, and kissing again. I never thought I'd come out of my shell that much in such a short amount of time, but I really liked Jake.
Too soon for my liking it was time to go back to my house. Jake walked me to the door. "I had a really good time Bella, and I wasn't planning on asking this so soon." H etook a deep breath. "But do you think you would want to go together, like….be my girlfriend?"
He waited nervously. "I would like that." I said, dumbfounded. He gave me one last kiss, and I headed inside.
"How was your date, honey?" My Dad's voice rang through the house. Dang it. Didn't he need to sleep?
"It was fine. Do I have texting on this thing?" I asked him holding out my newly obtained cell phone. "Yes. Your texting is unlimited as long as you keep your grades up, got it?" He said in a fatherly tone. "Yeah thanks dad. Good night."
Alice, R u up?
I waited anxiously for my phone to beep. She finally replied….
Yes! How was the date?!
Amazing! Think its 2 late 2 come over?
She immediately wrote back "no. Of course not!" How did she do that so fast?
Sure enough fifteen minutes later, Alice was here in her Pajamas. We went upstairs and I gave her the play by play of my entire evening. She squealed happily, and so did I.
For once everything was perfect. Jake was truly amazing, for the time being...
A/N: Wow. That was really hard to write because I'm Anti-Jake. It sucked to make him nice haha. Edward is coming in two chapters! Then the real story begins. PLEASE PLEASE review and tell me if Esme and Carlisle should be Edwards parents, or Elizabeth and Edward Sr. Next Chapter will be like two months in the future or something. I'm almost done with the fluff just bare with me. Also. Edward chapters will be longer, don't worry.