A/N: So here's chapter four! Umm, it's not late as the last chapter ^-^ And for that, I'm patting my own shoulder, proud of myself. Okay so. . . yeah, we see Quil and Embry here! Oh my God, Liv is such an idiot -.- Why? Because she's clueless! You'll see why, though :P Oh, and sorry it was long -.-

Enjoy! :)

5. INVITATION

"WHOA," WAS THE first thing I said as I watched Jacob tear apart the parts from the bikes like it was nothing, but trust me, it was something. Jacob looked up at me and smiled widely, before turning back to the task in hand, his face turning red suddenly. "You got some skill." I commented, nodding approvingly. "Who taught you?"

"Nobody, really," he said, glancing at me again. "My friends and I are actually into building stuff. We taught ourselves."

"Oh," I said lamely. "Who're your friends—I don't think I've met them, have I?" I asked, furrowing by brows, trying to remember boys around Jacob. I do remember last year when I'd came to the beach, that Jacob had two boys flanking him. I remember Jacob coming up to talk to me, then go back to two boys that teased him when he sat down with them. I smiled, remembering he'd punched them playfully, his face flushing.

"I think," Jacob said, and stopped working on the bikes, "last year, in the beach. Ring a bell?"

"Yeah." I nodded. "A scrawny boy and a boy with some muscles?" I raised my brows.

He nodded. "Yeah, that's them. Quil and Embry."

"Quil and Embry?" Bella asked quietly from her seat in the Rabbit. I was once again surprised by her. She had been quiet all this time, thinking hard about something. "Odd names, aren't they?" she smiled.

I blinked several times. She smiled. I was happy for this, and surprised too because it seemed odd seeing her smile after so many months. I guess she's finally letting go? I shook my head, knowing that was not the reason. I don't think Bella would get over Cullen. He'd been her world, her light, her everything—and he left her. Her world became dark, a lonely, depressing abyss. I think I was beginning to understand her a bit more, but I knew I would never truly understand what she was going through. I hadn't felt the love she felt for Edward. Heck, I only love my parents, Bella, Squirt now, too, and my friends. But I hadn't felt the love Bella experienced.

A part of me didn't want to. I mean, look at my parents. My dad and mom loved each other, but then they broke up, and my mom fled away with Bella and I, leaving my dad heartbroken. Look at Bella; she had experienced the bliss called love, and she's also experiencing the torture of heartbreak.

No thank you. I don't want to fall in love and later get heartbroken—I don't think it's worth it.

"—don't make fun of their names, though." Jacob laughed. I looked up from the ground, then proceeded to look between Jacob and Bella in confusion, wondering who I wasn't supposed to make fun of. "Or else they'll tag team on you."

I instantly caught on. "Quil and Embry. . . will?" I guessed, a little uncertain.

Please don't let me be wrong, please don't let me be wrong, I chanted in my head.

"Yeah, them. Don't worry though, if they decided to tag team on you, I'll help you." he reassured, going back to work.

I nodded. "Alright. We'll make a bad ass team, Jacob. Liv and Jake—the awesome of supreme awesome."

"'The awesome of supreme awesome'?" Bella repeated me, raising one dark eyebrow.

Jacob on the other hand, grinned. "I like the sound of that."

"I'm glad," I tried to make my voice sound business-mode.

"Jacob?" a voice suddenly called.

Right then and there, it was safe to say that I. . . panicked.

"Oh my God, it's dad!" I whispered frantically, bouncing forward to I could help Bella stand. She looked panicked, too, and shot Jacob a questioning look. Meanwhile, I was ready to barf. "Oh God," I groaned.

So maybe I wasn't acting like a freaking-cool-trouble-making-rebel. But here's the important thing; I was a freaking-cool-trouble-making-rebel in training. Can anyone blame me if that voice happened to be my dad? Ah no, no. No, no!

"Is that Billy?" Bella asked, her voice low.

I did not want to get caught. Not at all. Who wanted to spend the rest of their life grounded? I sure didn't!

"It's okay—it's Embry and Quil," Jacob reassured us, his smile amused.

I glowered in his direction. "Not cool," I muttered. "Not cool at all, Jacob."

"What?" he asked innocently, but then his laugh gave him away.

"Jacob! Are you there?" another voice yelled.

Jacob stopped laughing. "Crap. Speak of the damned," he sighed, "and the damned shall come." He looked at me briefly, before yelling, "Yeah, I'm in the garage."

I wasn't sure if he made that saying up, and I didn't bother to ask, because my eyes were focused on the entrance of the little garage. I had relaxed a bit—that was the good part—but the bad part was that I stumbled while shifting my feet, and fell on the floor.

"Ah!" I yelled, and instinctively put my arms out to steady my landing. My palms touched the ground, and they ached a bit, but I managed to keep my face from meeting the ground. I closed my eyes, exhaling, and counting my head to five. I was trying to calm my erratic heart, and also, I was trying to clear my head from the flooding embarrassment I felt all of a sudden. I knew two people were watching me, and those to people weren't Bella and Jacob. They were. . . Embry and Quil.

"Uh," Bella said somewhere from behind me. I felt her hands on my arms, and I felt her trying to lift me up. I blushed crimson, and opened my eyes, but kept them steadily on the ground.

"It's okay," I mumbled. "I can stand, don't worry. Thanks, though." This is what happens when I'm nervous; I get clumsy. Good thing it only happens when I'm nervous—Bella on the other hand is clumsy all the time.

Someone snickered in the background. This added to my further embarrassment as I stood up, and dusted my hands—I still wasn't looking up when I pulled some hairs away from my face. I felt stupid, and awkward. So, so stupid.

"It wasn't funny, Quil." Jacob snapped, making Quil, who was snickering, stop. I felt a rush of gratitude towards Jacob.

Unwillingly, I looked up to see Embry and Quil. My eyes were immediately drawn to the amused smile on Quil's face. I blushed even more, grimacing.

"Hi," I jutted my head in their direction.

Quil was the first one to speak out of him and Embry. "Hi there, you must be the youngest of the Swans, right? You're Liv?"

He was the one with the muscles—but they weren't big or grand at all. Sure, they showed against his tight shirt, but that's all. The boy next to him, Embry, was a bit taller than Quil, and he was lanky, and seemed to be the quiet one out of the three. I made an effort to smile, and nodded in response to Quil.

"Oh," he nodded, his eyes drifting behind me to stare at Bella. He then looked at Jacob, back to me, then back to Jacob again, wiggling his eyebrows now. "I've heard a lot about you, Liv." Quil said in a taunting tone, staring at me again.

I nodded, unsure what to say. "Uh, okay."

Jacob interrupted whatever Quil was going to say next. "So, what's up?" he asked sharply, narrowing his eyes at Quil and Embry.

Embry shrugged. He put his hands on his pockets, and kicked the ground. "Nothing much."

"Yep, nothing much," Quil agreed. "So. . . aren't you gonna introduce us, Jake?"

Jacob clenched his jaws, narrowing his eyes at his friends. "You already know them."

Quil nodded. "Well, I only know Liv because you talk about her. You never talk about her sister," he said and stared at Bella, while smiling impishly at her.

Bella smiled back.

I watched Jacob's face turn red. I looked back and forth between Jacob and Quil, wondering what they've said about me. I hoped it wasn't bad. I mean, have I acted bad around Jacob? I don't think so. . . Or, Jacob might've talked to them about the presents I got him. But Quil had said he talked about me all the time—and for that, I had no suitable explanation.

Jacob sighed, "Quil, Embry, these are my friends; Bella and Liv." He pointed to both of us when he said our names. "Bella, Liv, these idiots are my friends, Quil and Embry."

"Hi," Bella greeted, and shook the hand Quil had outstretched.

"Why hello, Bella," he said, wiggling his brows. A smile spread on my lips as I watched Quil attempt to flirt with my sister, but Bella didn't seem to be affected—or she just didn't know that he was. I resisted the urge to burst out laughing when Quil awkwardly went back to Embry, frowning. Jacob was smiling too, amused by Quil's disappointment.

"So what are you guys doing?" Quil asked casually, his eyes drifting towards the bikes. I gauged his reaction, and was relieved to see interest in his eyes. I wasn't sure what I was expecting, but still, I was relieved that he wasn't reproachful or anything.

Jacob grinned now. "Liv, Bella, and I are building bikes," he said. I smiled as both Embry and Quil jumped at his sentence, and began to question him all these technical question about mechanics and how he was going along. I smiled, amused by their eagerness, but my smile turned a bit upside down when Jacob frowned, his eyes turning to look at me, his expression almost sorry.

"What up, Jacob?" I asked, a bit worried. What had I done?

He looked down at the pieces on the ground Quil and Embry were now observing, shaking their heads and muttering something too low for me to hear.

"Your bike. . ." he sighed, "Your bike is useless," he told me straightly.

Disappointment flooded in me. "Oh."

Bella looked a bit relieved because of this, "I'm sorry Liv." At least she tried to sound sorry. "I guess Jacob and I are the only ones with bikes—good thing, too, since you weren't old enough to drive, anyways." She made an effort to smile at me.

"Yeah, I guess you're right," I grumbled, and clenched my jaws. I was really looking forward to riding a bike. I guess everything was going too good to even be true.

"We could share, if you want," Jacob suggested.

I shook my head. "Naw," I said, "it's okay. Bella's right."

"No, really. We could share. I could teach you, and we could take turns riding. I thought the whole point of building these was to have a little fun?" he asked, looking at Bella and I. I considered this, my eyes on the bike that was supposed to be mine. All I could think was; damn.

I just had to get stuck with the useless one.

Bella shook her head from the corner of my eyes, but I ignored her for once. "Are you sure?"

"Positive." he smiled widely at me. I smiled back.

Bella sighed, annoyed—I guess. "Liv, we have to go."

Her words disappointed me again. "Aw. Right now?" I whined. This seemed to make Jacob delighted.

"Yes, right now." Bella said firmly. "I need to cook for Char—dad." she corrected herself dully. She turned to look at Jacobs, smiling apologetically. "I'm sorry, but we really need to go."

He frowned. "We're boring you, aren't we?" He looked at Embry and Quil, as if they were to blame.

I shook my head behind Bella. He caught my eyes, and smiled, rolling his eyes.

"No." Bella said. "Honestly."

"Can we come back tomorrow?" Bella asked. This made Jacob happy.

I decided to tease them, and pretended to scoff. "Hey, don't you think I've already made plans for tomorrow?"

Jacob's face fell.

"Do you?" Bella challenged.

"Yes," I lied, sort of. "I have a date." Jacob blinked several times, and with each blink, his face seemed to fall even more. Bella was surprised, too, as were Embry and Quil. "What? I can't go out?"

No one answered.

I smiled then, rolling my eyes, "Naw, I was joking—no date for me. But I am busy tomorrow. Kendra and I have to finish our project that's do tomorrow." I shrugged.

Jacob sighed loudly, and Embry and Quil grinned at me, while nudging Jacob. Bella narrowed her eyes.

"Ha. Ha." she muttered. "And you're doing this last minute?" she asked, her tone with a hint of disbelief.

I just shrugged, and said, "What can I say? I was busy this month."

"You had a month to do this!" she said, widening her eyes.

"Er, yeah?"

She grabbed my arm lightly, and began to lead me out of the little garage. "I guess it's only me and you tomorrow, Jacob."

"Oh," he said, a little disappointed. He squinting his eyes at me. I stared back at him, raising an eyebrow.

"If you make a list tomorrow, we could go shopping for parts for tomorrow." Bella suggested.

"I'm not sure if you should pay for everything," Jacob grumbled, looking away from me.

"No, it's the least I can do."

"It just doesn't seem right," Jacob shook his head.

"And if I went to a mechanic with these," she pointed at the bikes, "how much will they charge me?"

Jacob smiled half-heartedly. "I guess you're right. We have a deal."

"Not to mention the riding lessons," I piped up. Quil and Embry were whispering something to each other, and both began to chuckle. I shrugged.

"That's it," Jacob muttered, "get out."

"We have to go, Jacob. They can stay. Bye." Bella began to pull me away.

I struggled to walk on the muddy ground, and complained to Bella to let go of my arm. She did. I turned to the garage, and yelled, "See ya tomorrow!"

There was some shuffling, and then Jacob was suddenly at the entrance of the garage, looking both confused and elated. "Huh? I thought you weren't coming tomorrow?" he breathed.

"I'm not." I agreed. "But my dad might want to come like in the evening." I shrugged.

"Right," he nodded, the smile that had appeared getting small. "See you then," he sighed.

"Bye." I waved.

Jacob waved back, before going back inside to the garage. As soon as he was back, Embry and Quil chorused, "Wooo!"

The sound of a brief scuffle followed, interspersed with an "ouch" and a "hey!"

"If either of you set so much as one toe on my land tomorrow. . ." I heard Jacob threaten. His voice was lost as Bella and I walked through the trees. Both of us giggled quietly Bella stopped, and I turned to look, wondering why. She looked shocked—shocked by herself—and stared at me with wide brown eyes. I smiled, and giggled at her funny face. She joined in, too, a bit awkwardly, but she laughed. That was all that mattered.

When we got home, I greeted dad with a hug. "Hey dad," I smiled, pulling away. A yawn escaped my mouth. "Phew, I'm tired. I'm going to bed."

Bella flashed dad a smile as a greeting—it nearly made him get a heart-attack. I giggled tiredly, and sighed afterwards. She looked at me, frowning. "Aren't you going to eat."

I shook my head, and grabbed the granola bar in front of dad. "Naw," I waved the bar in the air, "I'll just eat this. I'm not that hungry. Serious."

"Oh, okay sweety. Goodnight." Dad kissed my forehead, and I kissed his cheek.

"Night then." I yawned.

"Night," my dad and sister chorused.

Up in my room, I was also greeted by a restless Squirt. He jumped me when I opened the door, and licked my face. I tried to pry him away, giggling madly. "Okay, okay! I missed you too!"

I went to bed, kicking off my shoes. Squirt climbed up too, and curled his furry body against mine. I pulled the blanket over us, and closed my eyes. And for the first time in about four months, I did not wake up in the middle of the night to Bella's screams.

I felt fresh and wide-alert when I woke up the next morning. I blinked my eyes open, and snuggled into my pillow. Squirt squirmed beside me, but became still, and let out a heavy sigh. I smiled faintly, and closed my eyes, ready to go back to sleep.

It was a great, and happy relief to have woken up without problems. I slept soundlessly, and my dreams consisted of adrenaline, wind, and utter happiness. I sighed in complete bliss, trying to get that dream back again. I wanted to sleep in—it was a Sunday today, which meant no school until tomorrow. I could lay in bed for the rest of day. . . doing nothing. Now that was a dream come true; doing nothing. I might be lazy, sure, but I least I worked my butt off when required to.

There was a knock on my door, and Squirt instantly sprang up from bed, and began to growl at the door. I rubbed my eyes tiredly, groaning, "Who and what?" This better be a good reason to interrupt my process on going back to sleep. "Sh," I said to Squirt, patting the bed. He reluctantly got onto my bed again, but kept an avid watch on the door.

"It's me, Bella." my sister said. Squirt instantly relaxed, having recognized the voice. "It's nine in the morning—don't you want me to take you to Kendra's?"

My eyes widened. "Nine?" I mumbled incredible incredulously. "You're waking me up at nine?" I grumbled.

"Don't you have a project due tomorrow?" she countered. "That you haven't even finished?"

"Kendra and I just need a little details." I lied. Honestly, the project wasn't that hard. I mean, okay I'll admit, Kendra and I did wrong by waiting last minutes. But we'll be done in no time!

Turns out, I was wrong.

When Bella dropped me off at Kendra's, and left to Jacob's, Kendra and I were a mess. We had a lot to do; paint, wait for the paint to dry, paint again because the final result of last time didn't look so good. Wait for it to dry, and look for information. Then we had to make the complicated information into our own words—which was super hard when you didn't even know what the internet was saying in the first place—and then we had to build our atom; Potassium. It was a lot of work.

"Almost done, girls?" Kendra's mom asked, smiling at us warmly.

"Yeah," we both lied, shooting an anxious look at our drying electrons, neutrons, and protons foams. Why was it taking so long?

She shot us a stare that told us she didn't believe us. She sighed, shaking her head. "It's almost six, Livi, and Bella's going to pick you up." Mrs. Marks left the room, muttering something about time and project.

I looked up, and rubbed my temples. "Right, I forgot." I moaned to Kendra. "Only twenty-four more minutes left."

"Hey, I'll finish it—don't worry Liv." Kendra promised. I shook my head at her.

"No, I can't let you do that." I frowned.

"Don't worry. All we have to do is—"

"Is glue the parts into the atom, and type out the information." I ended for her. She nodded slowly. "But hey, what if I type if out, and print it out tomorrow at the library? Deal?"

She smiled, a bit relieved. Kendra held her hand out, smiling at me. "Deal."

I quickly began to typed out the information—in my own words, of course—and was remarkably half-done by the time Mrs. Marks came back into the room, and told me Bella was waiting for me outside. I winked at Kendra, "Almost done. I'll finish when I'm at home, okay?"

"Alright. Bye Ugly Duckling." Kendra said, and waved at me as I began to walk towards the Bella's truck.

I turned, and waved back. "Asta luego, Dumbledore." I said in a bad Spanish accent. We both giggled, and Mrs. Marks laughed.

"Goodbye Sweety," she told me. I smiled sadly. I missed my own mom.

"Bye—Elise," I said her name. She smiled at me in approval. She always told me to call her by her first name. I guess I was going to have to start now.

I turned to stare at the car, and stopped dead in my tracks. I cocked my head to the side, squinting my eyes at Bella's passenger side. Someone was inside, already seated. As my eyes adjusted a bit to the darkness, I could faintly see a familiar figure. I walked forward, and the figure began to become more and more clearer.

"Hey Jacob," I smiled, a bit surprised at seeing him here.

He grinned back at me. "Hi Liv," he said, waving enthusiastically, while opening the door for me at the same time.

I rolled my eyes. "You didn't need to do that," I said, slinging my backpack onto my lap. Bella eyed it dubiously, and then turned to stare at me with stern eyes.

"Are you done with your project?" she asked, while bringing the truck to life.

"We did a lot of progress," I said, trying to keep my voice casual, and my face neutral.

"So you're not done." Bella sighed, disappointed.

I grimaced, vowing my head. "I'm sorry," I apologized. "I know I shouldn't have waited last minute—that was my mistake, I know."

The only thing Bella ever wanted me to do was be good in school, yet look at me; waiting until last minute to do homework. I felt as if I had wronged her, or done some shameful sin. Bella expected me more than this, which made me feel a whole lot worse. At least she sounded. . . stern. If she were back, deeper into the shell of her's she'd been for the last four months, Bella would've just told me to do better, in a dull, lifeless voice. Now her voice was strict, and even though I hated it when someone used a disappointed tone on me, or reprimanded me—I would gladly let Bella do it. At least she was showing some type of emotion.

"Don't be," Bella said softly. I glanced up, looking at Bella, and saw my sister peer through—just barely, but I saw her.

It was quiet then, and I was confused when we passed by our house. I was about to ask Bella where we were going, but Jacob beat me to the punch line.

"We're going to my house." he explained, smiling wistfully. "My dad and your dad, and Harry Clearwater—I don't know if you know him—and his family are over there already. We're gonna eat spaghetti."

"Goody," I brightened. I was starving. The name Harry and last name Clearwater did sound oddly familiar. The first thing that popped into my head was fish when thinking of that name. My nose wrinkled. I wasn't much of a fish fan, but my dad was.

"So," Jacob began, "what were you doing? What's your project about?"

I shrugged. "Nothing much," I admitted. "Just build a model of the atom Potassium—though each group was assigned a different one, like my other friends, Valerie and Monica, were assigned Helium. Lucky butts," I grumbled under my breath.

Jacob startled me by laughing.

My eyes widened. "You heard that?" I wondered, a bit awed.

He nodded, still laughing. "Yeah," he said finally, after having stopped laughing. "I have good hearing, I guess."

"Figures," I muttered. "Tall, good-hearing, strong?" I eyed his arms that suddenly had strong meat—meaning he was starting to get muscles. My eyes traveled back to he embarrassed face.

"I'm Super-Man. Haven't you noticed?"

I snorted. "You wish."

We continued to banter until Bella stopped in front of Jacob's house. I peered out curiously, seeing other people. I saw a kid around my age smile when Bella pulled up. Jacob sighed beside me, muttering something around the lines of, "Great. Seth."

I was assuming the kid was Seth—and that he might be Jacob's admirer. But I couldn't blame this Seth kid, either. Jacob was someone worth looking up to; he had good grades, was awesome with cars and at building stuff, he was. . . good looking, I guess, and Jacob seemingly radiated some aura that instantly mad you happy. If Jacob were a girl, I would be looking up to him, too.

I wonder what his name would be, though. Bethany? Juliette? Olivia?

"Why are you smiling?" Jacob teased once we were out of the truck, and walking towards the people. Bella was walking beside us, and looked distant somehow. She was thinking hard about something, and didn't seem like she wanted to be interrupted.

My eyes found Jacob through the night, and I smiled. "Nothing, nothing." I lied. I wasn't sure if I would insult him if I did tell him why I was smiling.

"Liar," he playfully accused.

"Think what to want."

Before Jacob could respond, he was interrupted by the Seth kid. "Hi Jacob!" he said cheerfully, and glance at Bella and I. I waved at him, a smile in place. He waved enthusiastically at me, "You must be Vivienne—one of Charlie's daughters?"

Of course he would know. I frowned. "Yeah, but uh, hey. . . um, can you call me Liv, better? I like my name, but I prefer Liv/ And that's my sister," I pointed at said person, who snapped out of her La-La Land-ness and smiled at Seth.

The house was crowded when we got in. Seth's whole family was there, his mom, Sue, his dad, Harry, and his older sister who was undeniably beautiful in some exotic way. She reminded me of a real live Pocahontas. Admittedly, I was a little envious of her beauty. I'd say she rivaled Rosalie Hale's beauty. . . but Rosalie's didn't seem. . . natural? Leah's did.

Shaking my head, I greeted everyone. Leah didn't even turn to us. Well, she was talking on the phone. She had an excuse!

There were too many of us for the kitchen table—I had insisted on standing, but Sue had none of that—so dad and Harry brought chairs out to the yard, and we ate spaghetti off plates on our laps in the dim light from Billy's open door. The old guys talked about some game, and Harry and dad made some more fishing plans.

I grimaced. "Ew," I mumbled.

Dad grinned at me. "Aw don't be like that honey. You know you love fish!" he teased, while laughing along with the others while seeing my disgusted face.

"What? Not loving fish is like a crime!" Harry said dramatically. I scowled, blushing.

Sue rolled her eyes, and began to tease him about his cholesterol and tried, unsuccessfully, into eating something green and leafy. Jacob talked mostly to Bella and me—Bella was back to the present, thankfully. I had began to get worried. But I felt bad for Seth when Jacob kept ignoring him, and started a side-conversation.

Seth was funny. He said jokes with funny imitations. It was hard not to laugh!

"Say it again," I pleaded, giggling. "Say the voice again!"

He grinned, and cleared his throat. "Pwease mwease twease!" he said in a squeaky voice. I laughed harder now, and covered my mouth with my hand. Jacob frowned at us, and began to talk to Seth—which pleased my new friend immensely.

"You're funny." I grinned.

"Don't I know it." he said, grinning back.

It was a perfect night. . . even Bella was laughing. But like some saying says; it's too good to be true. I grimaced as I saw a familiar frown appear on Bella's lips, and glared up into the crying sky. My mom always used to tell me that when it rained, Angels were crying.

I sighed dejectedly. "I guess we're leaving," I mumbled sadly.

"I'll see you tomorrow, no?" Jacob asked a bit hesitantly. "Bella said you two were coming," he added in quickly.

All I could do was shrug, my mind instantly preoccupied with the word "tomorrow". Damn, I forgot about the typing! "I guess," I grinned weakly. Truth was, my stomach did various flip-flops at the thought of not finishing my part of the project. I guess I was going to have to stay up late.

"Bye!" I waved at everyone, while getting onto Bella's truck. Harry had brought my dad, so we were all going in the truck. I felt a bit happy when Leah looked at me, and nodded in my direction. Okay so. . . I might admire her. She's my new idol. I heard she got accepted into a great college! That's so great!

"Bye Liv!" Jacob called. I waved at him, and got into the car after dad—I had requested the window. There was nothing spectacular to see. The rain made the window all blurry, but it was an old habit of mine sitting next to the window, and staring out, letting my mind drift. . .

I tuned out dad's and Bella's conversation, feeling like an eavesdropper if I hadn't. My phone rang all of a sudden, and I picked it up, and stared incredulously both because I was shocked that it was six something in the night, and because the Caller ID said it was Arthur. I blushed furiously when dad stopped talking to Bella, and asked me who it was.

"Uh." I fumbled for my words. Very hesitantly, I said, "A friend."

"A friend?" he asked suspiciously. "Guy or girl?"

Busted.

"Guy," I admitted after a pause. I shot him a weak smile and answered Arthur's call. "H-hi?"

"Hi Liv," his strong, and great voice sounded through the phone. I became a puddle. "How are you?"

I shot dad a look. He better look away, and not listen. "Good," I told Arthur. "Your's?"

"A bit boring. . ." he sighed into the phone.

"Oh," I mumbled. "Why?"

"Because I didn't see you." his words came out quickly, but I heard them clearly. I was so going to get a heart-attack any second now. Bella better get me alive to the hospital.

I smile spread on my lips. "Aw," the words escaped my mouth now.

"I missed you." he said, sounding embarrassed while saying, but sounded a bit confident.

"Me too," I said after a pause. My face was on fire.

We were quiet for a moment.

"I like you, Liv." he declared suddenly. "A lot."

I was overwhelmed by the sudden declarations. I was happy, embarrassed, and a bit mad that dad was listening in. He was glaring at the phone. I glared back at him. I wasn't sure how to respond, but decided being honest was the best way to go. "I like you, too."

"You don't know how happy that makes me." he sounded elated. "So I was wondering. . . Do you wanna go out? Uh, on Friday, the week of Valentine's—I mean, isn't it coming soon?"

I nodded. I could die happy right here, right now. "Yeah." It was in two weeks or so, though. I frowned at how long I would wait until we went out on our date.

"You do wanna go out?" he asked, incredulously. "With me?"

"Of course," I frowned. "Why wouldn't I?"

"N-nothing." he sighed, "I just thought. . . you would want to spend it with your family or Kendra and your other friends. . ."

"Naw, they have plans already." I said truthfully. I had told Bella, dad and everyone else that I didn't want to do anything for Valentines. But if Arthur was asking me, I'll make exceptions then. So I was practically free to go out with Arthur! I was swooning right now.

"It's a date," he said the words that made my dad say What!

I grinned. "The hell it is."

This may have been the greatest day of my life, if it weren't for the damned project I had to finish. I sulked silently, and wished Bella would hurry up. Arthur and I clicked. He left me with only blissful feelings. Crap, was I falling in love? No, it didn't seem like it, but how would I know, anyways?

A/N: Yep, she's clueless. She doesn't even know Jake likes her! -.- Ah well, she's just gonna have to find out later, and be more observant like Bella. I guess being clueless in boys runs in the family; since Bella didn't know Edward liked her, and in this case, Liv doesn't know Jacob like hers, either. She's too absorbed in Arthur to even notice Jacob's intentions :(

Poor my Jacob :'(

Aww thanks! I got ELEVEN reviews for one chapter :O That's like. . . like a RECORD for me! :D I was so excited, I showed off to my mom and brothers and friends, but they just gave me the "Wtf, does it look like I care?" look; o.O And I was a bit bummed out, which lead to the happiness I had to lessen -.- Sheesh.

AHH! So Jake's gonna know who Arthur Forbes is—finally :D CANNOT WAIT TO WRITE THE SCENE WERE THEY ACTUALLY MEET IN PERSON! SOME TENSION THAT'LL BE!

And sorry if there were some mistakes. I'll come back to them, and correct them! I promise (:

Oh, um, it'll mean a lot to me if you go check out my new story; Euphoria. It's a Leah/OC! Thanks a lot if you do go, and check it out! ^~^

PLEASE. . .

REVIEW!