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As I sat behind Alice while she flew across the lake, I stared at the back of Edward's head. The kid was undeniably gorgeous, and I think I already have a crush on him.
Alice then interrupted my thoughts by being her usual self, which is hyper. She slammed down on the gas and we flew forward hitting a wave at the perfect angle so that we went airborne. Then we came down and I fell off. Again.
The others heard our engine cut off and slowed down to see what had happened. When they saw that is was me floating helplessly in the water, the all, even the guys, burst out into loud fits of laughter. One stuck out particularly. I turned my head slightly and matched the musical laugh to Edward. It made me smile despite the fact that my butt felt like it was being pounded on by a giant dinosaur's foot. Everyone re-assembld into another smi-circle with me and Alice in the middle.
"Um, Alice, how am I supposed to get up? I can't touch here like I could back over by the dock," I stated uncertainly. I knew that embarrassment was lurking right under my nose, or should I say right under the water.
"I'll pull you up!" Emmett said, yelled actually. With that he reached over and pulled me straight out of the water and onto the back of his jet-ski.
"Wait, are you riding with him now?" Alice asked. I happened to glance at Rosalie's face befor I spoke and saw…anger. She looked like she wanted to rip my head off. "Why doesn't Rose ride with you, Emmett? I can ride with Angela. You'll drive won't you Angela?" I asked, trying to give my statement a second meaning. A meaning that meant 'I don't like Emmett Rosalie! You can have him! He just happened to pull me out of the water! Please don't hurt me!' I'm not quite sure if all of this got through to her but her expression softened and she waited for Emmett to say something.
"Yeah, sure, that's cool. Hop on." If I'm not mistaken, I think Emmett just might have a little crush on Rosalie. And I think she's crushing right back. "Cool," Rosalie answered.
"Um, Bells, I'm not sure it's safe for you to ride this thing with me. I've got a felling I'm going to hurt myself on it, and I'd rather not be responsible for putting you in the hospital," Angela said.
"Okay Alice, I guess I'll just ride—" I was cut off suddenly. "You can ride with me!" A velvety voice stated from behind me. I turned around and saw Edward looking at me.
"I'd say I'm a pretty experienced driver. No need to worry about being sent to the hospital," he said with a smile.
"Okay, but even if you are a very experienced driver, I'll find a way to hurt myself. My parents sayd that andy trouble within a 10-mile radius seems to be able to fin me. And don't doubt it, it always does," I said while attempting to climb on his jet-ski without coming in contact with him. I finally had to step right in front of where he sat and step into the side when the whole jet-ski started to tip. He suddenly pulled me onto his lap, where I sat, shocked, to say the least. I turned slightly to find his gorgeous green eyes staring at me intently.
"Umm…" I started and cleared my throat. He snapped out of his little trance—wait, trace? Is that what it was?—and moved his body, which was also completely sexy, to the side while balancing out the jet-ski as I stood and stepped around and sat down. When I finally looked aroud after situating myself I saw everyone staring at us.
"What the heck are you all looking at?" I said, now slightly annoyed. No one answered but Alice and Rosalie widened there eyes and gave me small smiles. I looked at Angela, but she was looking away, with a frown on her face from the looks of her cheek. Then everyone started up their engines again and set off toward the rock. Edward held back though. "Are you going to hold on or do you just enjoy being thrown off?" he asked.
"Oh yeah," I replied nervously. I held onto the back straps of his life jacket lightly. "Ok, I'm ready."
"You're not holding on though. You need help or something?" He asked with a smile on his beautiful face. "Gimme your hands." He reached back behind himself and I put my wrists in his hands. He brought them around his stomach and put them together in his lap. "That is how you hold on," he said, like it was some kind of science. His stomach felt hard and strong as I held onto him. It was nice, to say the least. By this time all the others were way up in front of us and were laughing and yelling.
"Um, I think we should get going," I said, once again uncertainly. "Oh, yep, you're right, hold on tight." He replied. He took off at full speed, tearing up the glass-like lake. It was so smooth this afternoon. No one was really out here during the week. I think most kids are still in school for another week.
Edward made a wide turn into a huge cove with a bunch of what looked like old tree trunks scattered throughout the water. They were just sitting there sticking up in a very…creepy manner. Just then a hawk sitting on the top of one flew off right over our heads.
"Whoa. That is really…eerie, don't you think?" I asked. "Yeah, you should see it during Halloween. People bring fake spider web and put it all over them. They really go all out for it. Have you heard the stories about what happened her 100 years ago? Everyone that lives here knows it," he asked.
"No, I don't live here though. I just come here with Rose. She has a really nice lake house," I said. "Well you have got to hear these stories. I don't believe in them, but they really do make you wonder. If you girls want to come over to my lake house tonight you can. We don't live far from here. But was the lakehouse you got your jet-skis from the one that you're staying at?" he asked.
"Yeah. It's really old, but Rose's parents re-did the whoe inside. It looks gorgeous now. Why do you ask?," I asked him. Before he had a chance to answer, a giant rock came into view. It was sitting up on a hill and I looked about 50 feet high.
"Whoa…" I muttered. We were now back with all the others. As we drifted toward them I saw that Rosalie, Alice, Angela and I all the same amazed expression on our faces. When we came to a complete stop I finally noticed how close I was to Edward. My whole body was pancaked up against him and my arms held his torso tightly. I quickly let go and scooted back. Too quickly though apparently. I slid right off the back of the jet-ski, hit my knee, and fell into the water.
Once I resurfaced everyone started laughing. "Not again," I muttered under my breath. "How many times is that now? 3? 4?" Edward asked.
"Yeah ha-ha. So how do we get up there?" I asked. I was already excited. I loved jumping from heights. I once went cliff diving. This should be lots easier, and hopefully much less painful.
"Oh, you wanna jump?" Edward asked surprised. "Yeah of course. Isn't that why we came?" I said, with a very obvious 'duh' in my voce.
"Well yeah, but I just didn't expect a girl, much less you, seeing as you are able to hurt yourself while sitting down on a jet-ski that isn't moving, to want to jump off," Edward replied. Once again everyone was staring at us. "Well, you're wrong. I do want to jump. So can we just go?" While I said this I noticed how gorgeous this kid was. He probably has a girlfriend already, so there's no point in having these thoughts. But god, those lips. And that hair.
Okay Bella, just look away before you jump him…
He sat there still looking into my eyes when he answered. "I'll show you," he still never tore his gaze from mine as he reached for his life jacket that he had just taken off. Was it just me, or did that simple sentence have more than one meaning? I finally stopped the intense staring contest going on between us and looked down. Lots of good that did though, because I found myself staring at his extremely sexy 6-pack abs. Then he stood and did and impressive back flip off the seat of the jet-ski that was now rocking uncontrollably.
"Show off…"I muttered. He wasn't meant to hear it, but apparently did and sent a crooked smile that took my breath away in my direction. This is going to mean trouble, I thought. "So anyone else gonna join us, or do you all want to stay and see Bella trip and do a belly flop into the water?" He asked wittily.
Not.
"Who could miss a show like that?" Emmett mused. "What do you say? How about we let these two lovers— I mean, kids jump off the rock by themselves?" I tried to send a meaningful glance toward my three friends but they didn't see it. Either that or they did see it and chose to ignore it. Strike 3 Alice. You are so gonna get it.
As much as I wanted to be alone with Edward, I was also scared. I knew his name and that he had a lake house here but that was about the extent of it. He could be a freakin' axe murderer for all I know!! But I'm pretty sure he's not. Or else he would have killed me on the jet-ski. He could have like let me drive and then pushed me over the front and let the jet-ski's engine tear me to shreds…ew. Where did that come from?
Edward started swimming and I followed him. There were a couple of smaller rocks to the right of the big one. I followed Edward who swam over to them and started stepping carefully on them. I tried to follow his footsteps but ended up actually getting my foot stuck under a large one.
"Hey, um, Edward. We got a situation over here…" I told him. He had already made it up the ladder that led up the hill to the big boulder.
"Why'd you stop? What's wrong? Are you chickening out at the last minute?" He asked with a smile and a chuckle.
"No I am not, I just got…stuck. Wanna give me a hand?" I asked him. "You got…stuck?" he asked me. Then burst out into an extremely loud fit of laughter that made all the birds in the trees above us fly away. (Not really but you get my drift, right? It was L-O-U-D.)
"I'm not quite sure I see what is so funny," I started, "but I'm getting a hell of a headache and I'd kind of like to get my foot out of here!"
"You're foot is stuck?!" He began his laughing all over again. As my irritation and annoyance grew, I tried harder to get my foot out. I had a feeling I wouldn't be getting any help from Edward. I pushed back on the rocks and wiggled my toes trying to get them out from the little whole they managed to get themselves in. I pushed and finally got them out, but it sadly didn't end there. When has it ever?
I flew back and hit my head on a rock behind me. I brought my hand to the back of my head instinctively and then brought it forward and saw a good bit of watered down blood on it.
"Why does this always happen to me?" I asked myself in a whisper. I looked up and saw Edward's green eyes staring at me full of concern. He held his hand out to me and spoke, "I know you're probably mad at me for laughing at you and you don't want anything to do with me right now but I think it might be a good idea if you let me help you up the ladder. Who knows what kinds of dangerous things could find you on one of those." He smiled, but I didn't. He somehow knew exactly how I was feeling, even if he stated it in a more PG-like manner than I would have done. My words would have been strictly R-rated.
I took into consideration what he had just said. My toes hurt from being ripped out from under the rock and my head was throbbing pretty hard. I think the fact that the pain was making me think incoherent thoughts was the reason that I actually took his hand and let him help me up the ladder.
As I took the steps slowly, I could feel his beautiful, green-eyed gaze boring into the top of my head. Granted, he was probably trying to look at the damage I had inflicted upon myself when I hit my head, but it made no difference the reason he was looking at me. It made me sway nervously on the ladder just knowing that he was looking. At me, plain old boring Bella Swan.
I wish I had a reason to explain the reasons I was having feelings for this completely beautiful stranger.