After conversation with reader Lord Kelvin, I have decided to make this chapter different then the others as he says this way will be better; following guidelines and all. Here is chapter four, minus the lyrics.
Charlie's house grew closer, and Jacob knew that he'd see Bella soon. He was excited, literally jumping up and down in the seat. They pulled into the driveway and the car stopped, and for a second, so did Jacob's heart. Jacob jumped out of the vehicle, yanked Billy's wheelchair from the car and helped Billy into it, meeting Charlie in the middle of his drive.
"Hey kid. Heard you coming half way down the road."
Jacob and Billy chuckled. Then, as Jacob opened his eyes, through with all laughter, his eyes opened to the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen, walking towards them. His heart jumped as a smile lit up her features. A smile grew wide on his face as he realized; she was exactly what he had imagined, and was exactly what he wanted,
"Hey Bells, you remember Billy?"
"Yeah of course, how are you?"
"Ahh, you know, still dancing." He said with a cheeky grin.
The next few sentences from either male was unheard by Jacob as he focused on the love of his life standing before him.
As Billy and Charlie playfully moved away, joking and laughing with each other, Jacob awoke from his daze, and smiled, aiming to start a conversation between the two.
"Hey, I'm, um, Jacob."
"Hello." Bella smiled widely.
Jacob mentally sighed, for if he had have done before her, he would have looked like an idiot.
"We, uh, used to make mud pies when we were little." He said with a slight laugh.
"Yeah, yeah I remember."
Charlie and Billy came back over then, as Charlie told Bella this was to be her car.
Once again, Jacob didn't hear a word. All he saw was her.
Before he knew it, Bella was looking back in to his eyes, asking him to show her how it works.
"Yeah, uh…"
They got in the car together, and Jacob taught Bella the basics of the car.
"So, do you go to Forks High?" She asked, smiling that beautiful smile over at him.
"Aw, naw: I go to school on the Res." He said.
"Oh. Okay then." She said, obviously saddened. "Want to come in for a drink or something?"
"Yeah, I think dad had plans to stay a while, so I'd love to come in."
Bella grinned and jumped out of the car, meeting Jacob at the bottom of the three stairs that led to the front door. She stood at the bottom, grinning a wide grin that made her glad to have actually had come to Forks.
Bella did something that she figured she would regret, then; she took Jacob's hand. Jacob tensed slightly, but that didn't frighten Bella into letting go; she just held it tighter and walked up the stairs into the house.
She opened the door and let herself in, pulling Jacob in behind her.
"So, this is our house…" Bella said softly.
"Yeah, I know. I've been here heaps of times before, remember." He said with a chuckle.
Bella grinned and joined in on the laughter as Billy and Charlie came in, chatting about the Minor and Major Baseball League. Billy smiled over at the couple of laughing teenagers, as did Charlie, as Billy was turned around the corner to enter the lounge room.
"Well, unless you want to stay here and listen to them blabber, would you like to come up to my room?" Bella asked with a smile.
"Yeah, sure." He answered.
"Cool; this way." She said, pointing her head towards the stairs.
As she lead him up the stairs, he couldn't help but stare at the back of Bella's head, then down to her arm, and their conjoined hands. Her brown hair was luscious, and all he wanted to do was play with it. As if she was his.
She led him into her room, feeling rather unusual. Usually, she would never show this amount of… love to another so quickly, but she wanted to be his friend; at the very least.
"So this is it…"
She walked to her stereo, releasing Jacob's hand, and turned on her music. It was music Jacob had never heard before; the playing of a piano.
"It's Clair De Lune… I hope you don't mind."
"It's fine."
Altogether, Jacob wouldn't have cared if she was listening to Metallica, or any other crazy-heavy-metal-screamo-punk-rock-band; he was just staring at her beauty whilst she sorted things out on her desk.
Her hand movements made Jacob smile.
Left hand; pick up book. Place inside right-hand-top-drawer. Right hand; pick up pencil. Throw inside pencil case. Left hand; grab pencil case. Right hand; zip pencil case.
Everything Bella did was making Jacob smile; and blush like he never had before.
Then Bella turned around, leaning on her desk, and started a casual conversation with him about school, Forks, and the friendship their fathers shared.
Hours filled with laughter and joy passed, Bella and Jacob got closer, and Charlie managed to go through three packets of chips (due to Jacob's weird increasing hunger tendencies) before Jacob had to leave.
"Thanks for the company, Bells." Jacob said, giving her a quick hug.
"Anytime," She grinned, hugging him back.
"Have a good day at school tomorrow. I'll see you 'round."
Bella waved goodbye to Billy and Jacob as they caught a ride home in Charlie's police car. Bella knew Charlie would be home within two hours, but as it was only her first week at the house, she walked inside and locked the door. Just in case.
She flopped down onto the couch and switched on the TV to a crappy night-time talk show. In a way, she was dreading the coming day of school, yet was joyful. The time she spent with Jacob had enlightened her; reminded her why she came to Forks in the first place.
She grinned as she watched Oprah talk to one of her million guests, and lay down upon the couch, resting her head upon a pillow, and closed her eyes, hoping to sleep the deep slumber of a teenager who had the most amazing friend in the world.
Because of the no longer use of lyrics, I believe this story can become a completelydifferent story. Tell me what you think of this chapter, and whether I should re-write this chapter including lyrics and continue the story with the lyrics, or should I continue writing like this?
Opinions ASAP please :)
