I'm sooo sorry I havent been able to update for absolutely ages! And this chapter isnt too great. But, its been really annoying because I had a really important physics test and my teacher is beyond crap. So funny, we all did crap in the test and it was Parents Evening (you know what that is, right?) and he got yelled at by so many parents that he had to apologose today for making us do so badly (we're set 1 and our highest mark was lower than the set 2 average..) and he had to make a powerpoint on how is going to improve! And also I was in good ol' Norfolk for my brothers 18th bday. Anyway, if I've used an weird English vocab tell me. Because I dont notice. And the place names like Acton and Ealing are just places in London.....

It was actually kind of pleasant to be hearing the English voices as the plane glided into Heathrow airport. But... unfortunately this pleasant feeling didn't last for too long – Jacob was waiting in the arrival lounge but for some reason he was beaming.

"Nessie! I've missed you so much!" He cried out, scooping me into a bear hug. I still had mixed feelings for my 'boyfriend' but I was a little worried about what he would do if I told him I hadn't missed him much.

"And me." I said reluctantly, gasping for air involuntarily.

"I need to talk to you." He murmured, and led me through throngs of people, to a deserted departure lounge.

"Jacob what are we –" I began to say but he cut me off by getting down on one knee. I gulped, praying this wasn't what it looked like.

"Nessie. I know that you are only 14, and I respect that. But, these past few days, what with you going away, I have noticed that I am not myself unless I am with you. Without you, I'm incomplete and alone."

"Jacob I –" He cut me off again.

"Let me speak. You drive me crazy, Nessie. I love you. And I always will." I was taken aback to say the least. He then pulled a velvet blue case from his pocket, and cracked it open to reveal a silver ring coated in magnificent diamonds.

"Jake. I don't want to get married at 14. Its not even legal!" I cried, almost bursting into tears.

"Nessie." It was his turn to look hurt. I felt awful but even angrier. Why should I say yes? I didn't owe him anything.

"Jacob, I need to go." I rushed through my words, and they slurred together but I didn't care – and ran toward the exit. I left him there, trying to block the image of him on one knee from my head as I got back to dad.

"What did Jacob want?"

"Nothing much." I said, thinking hard about school. Dad looked sceptical, but ever since his sister came back he has been really happy. Sure, she didn't come back to London with us, but apparently she will do in about a week.

We all loaded into the car, and in about half an hour were back at the house, and my heart sang for joy.

"Glad to be back?" Dad asked, and I merely grinned.

I skipped through the front door, and was about to ask mum to make me some pancakes before I heard her gasp. I went outside, to find her and dad reading the newspaper together, with horror-struck looks upon their faces.

"What's wrong?"

"There are more killings." Dad whispered. I groaned. Why? Why do people do this?

"Where about?"

"The first ones started in Ealing, these ones are in Acton, Ravenscourt." That was quite near us, but I didn't mind, I was practically indestructible anyway.

"Oh God, Dad do you think – " I paused as I saw Jacob jogging up to the house. What did he want?

"Hey Jake!" Mum called, and I sighed inwardly. Why were they such good friends?

"Hey, Bella. And Nessie. Can I talk to you?" He asked, mum and dad conveniently went inside.

"Jacob, seriously – "

"I just want you to think about it. I want to show you that I'm ready for any commitment, Nessie. I love you. Please marry me. It will be low key, only the wolves and vampires. Tell me your serious about us to?" Oh crap. He'd really made me stuck.

"I'll think about it… Anyway, this might not be a good time but I need to tell you," tell you, not ask you, "I'm pretending to be a friends girl friend for about a week. Hope you don't mind!" I spat, before turning to go inside. Jacob got hold of my wrist.

"What?"

"I'm pretending to…" the murderous scowl on his face made me trail off.

"Do I matter that little to you?" He shouted, making nearby trees shake with the volume of his voice. I snickered.

"Jake, I'm doing this as a favour."

"Well, I'm not letting you."

"You're not letting me?" I spat, infuriated that he would think that would stop me, "I don't care!" I yelled and used my left hand to prize his russet fingers off my porcelain skin, and then I ran inside.

The rest of the evening passed without comment, I was too caught up in my own troubles with Jacob to notice my mum or my dad, and what they were doing. It only occurred to me early in the next morning that I had tennis. So, I dressed in my tennis white, grabbed my neon yellow racket and got a lift to the courts by Alice, who wouldn't shut up about Sam.

"He's cute isn't he?" He said as we pulled up by the courts. He was standing on his own, his brown hair messy and quite long. I liked it.

"He's okay… I guess." Alice squealed, and practically pushed me out of the car.

"Hey, Nessie." Sam ran over to me as I got out.

"Hi." I grumbled.

"You okay?"

"Yeah… I guess. My 'boyfriend' just proposed."

"Wow… crikey." Sam said, before laughing. I glared at him.

"Sorry…. That's so random though!"

"Tell me about it. I mean, he's been really annoying these past few weeks and I was even thinking about dumping him but then he proposed…"

"Is he a vamp?" Sam asked in the same hushed tone that matched mine.

"No. That's what makes it even more complicated. He kind of… imprinted on me." I grimaced whilst Sam laughed.

"Shut up!"

"Well… what did you say?" Sam said, obviously uncomfortable. I didn't blame him.

"I kind of freaked out and just left the room."

"What do you want to say?"
"I don't know!"

"I know this will sound cheesy, but what does your heart say?" I laughed, properly laughed, the first time in a while.

"You're right that does sound cheesy. And, my heart is yelling 'don't marry the wolf! Don't marry the wolf!'"

"Then you shouldn't."

"I wish it was that simple."

"It is!" Sam cried, and I sighed. He didn't understand.

"Anyway," I murmured, changing the subject as Phil began to take the register, "what does being your fake girlfriend consist of?"

"Well, will you come to dinner on Wednesday?" He grinned sheepishly. I chuckled.

"Sure. I wouldn't mind." He smiled at me and I smiled at him. A proper smile, I hadn't smiled like that in ages.

Thanks,

Milly, and I hope you liked the chapter... PLEASE REVIEW! I'm so sorry I'm like one month lattee!