Hey, okay since I would have to write out the whole Twilight book *I do not plan on doing that...*, I'm gonna do a time skip. Oh shush! Nothing really happens until New Moon anyway! Shut up, you know you wanna skip, too. "Damn Xoe *Actually said as Zoey, incase you wanted to know...* Just shut up and skip it. I've already read this book!" So here, for all the people who can laugh at that. M'kay, takes place after that bastard Cullen leaves Bella.
Chapter two *Which is really like, twenty something, but whatever.*
I walked over to Bella's room. I opened the door and leaned against the frame. "Hey babes," I said, braking Bella from her trance like state. "Can I come in?" I asked.
Bella nodded slowly and I went to sit next to her on the bed. "You're doin' better." I told her. She shrugged. "So," I drummed my fingers on a book. "Oh! What's you and Jess do at the movies?" I asked.
That made Bella sit up and listen. She looked like she was in serious pain. I put my arm around her shoulders. "Hey, hey," I said in a low, soothing voice. "It's okay. What happened?" I asked again. She tried to calm herself down. "Bella?" I asked.
She looked up at me, then, a small smirk appeared on her lips. In one way, I was upset she looked so crazy, in another, I was happy she was showing emotion. Bella shook her head slowly. "You'd think I was crazy if I told you."
I slapped her lightly, like when you're trying to get someone to wake up. She looked at me. I pointed to myself. "Hello?" I said. "You're looking at the girl who stood on a lunch table and started yelling 'Don't stop believin'' By Journey. You're looking at the girl who did a backhand spring off the porch, into rocks, waring a skirt and high heels. You're looking at the girl who walked up to Jasper Cullen," I regretted that one as I said the name. I saw Bella wince in pain. "And said, 'What's new, Jazzberry?'. Now tell me what happened!"
Bella laughed a tiny but, something I was also happy to see. "Okay, I'll tell you, but promise not to tell anyone else!" She said it more as a treat, so I nodded. "Well," She bit her lip. "After the movie, me and Jess went to go get something to eat, on the way, I saw this guy in this bar. He looked familiar, but every bone of my body was telling me I was about to be killed. Then, when I took a step, I heard..." She paused.
"You heard...?" I prodded.
Bella took a deep breath. "I heard his voice." I knew who she was talking about. I moved in and hugged my sister tight. She took a deep breath again. "No, I'm not sad about it." I snapped back up and gave her a "You sure you're not crazy?" look. "I--I think I want to hear it again. But I think it only comes in danger." She said.
I tapped my chin. "So, you're gonna go kill yourself for a boy who left you." I nodded my head, then looked her in the eye. "Damn Bella! You are crazy!" I said. She shushed me and went back to talking.
"I know, just don't te--"
"I'm not gonna tell anyone!" I said, cutting her off. Then, I sighed. "I'm gonna help you. I can not tell you how much better you look, and if these delusions make you feel better, then dammit!" I slammed my fist on the book. "I'm gonna make you crazy!" Bella laughed again and I hugged her. "So," I kept holding her. "You want me to push you out the window or can you do it?" I asked.
She hit my back. "Let's be reasonable!" She said.
I pulled back and put my finger in the air. "Or, or, a good idea, but how 'bout this. We," I leaned in, likeit wasd some huge secret. "Sleep." I said slowly. She laughed and waved me off. "Hell no!" I half shouted. "I'm sleepin' here! Scoot over!" I demanded. I pushed myself under the covers and turned the light on the night stand off. "Night Bells!" I said.
"Night Kitty." She told me.
I squealed a bit. "Kitty," I said.
Bella hit me with a pillow. "Shut up!" She said.
I grabbed a new crayon and started to fill in more spaces. I don't know why, but I always loved coloring. Suddenly, my new cell phone started to quack. No, I mean quack! It's ring tone was a duck. I had gotten an iPhone with the money I saved up, I gave my old blackberry to Bella. She needed it. "Speak of the devil," I muttered, sliding my finger to unlock it, then touching the answer button. I put it to my ear. "Hey Bells, haven't gotten a call from you for a while!" I said cheerfully.
I could imagine her shrugging. "Yeah, I guess. Come and pick me up, I hope you're not still out. I got off early." She said.
I put my crayons down. "No, I'm at the house. Kay's, I'll be there in a minute." I told her.
"Thanks," She said.
"No prob. Wait outside for me." I told her.
"I am. Bye."
"Bye!"
I pushed the end button then slipped my cell into my pocket. Bella had let me use her truck today since I needed to go shopping. I fell down in the rain and ruined my Paramore hoodie. I needed that thing, so I bought a new one. Too bad it wasn't the same. This one was black, like the other, and had Paramore written several times in white. This one wasn't as big and fluffy as the other, either, but it was still good. I slipped that on over my normal T-shirt, bright colored, and jeans, unlike my other ones, these were really dark. I normally went for the light ones.
I grabbed the keys then went outside. It was drizzling slightly, so Bella probably went inside. I didn't mind. When I got there, she was still outside. I stepped out and tossed her the keys. I walked around to the passenger side and got in. I always let Bella drive, then again, now that we both have cell phones, she totally owes me...
"Do you mind if we just drive for a while, I don't feel like going home." Bella said.
I shrugged. "Sure, fine with me. Oh wait," I pulled at the bottom of my new hoodie so she could see it all. "Do you like it?" I asked her.
Bella shrugged. "I've never heard the band. I like how it looks on you, though."
I smiled. "On me," I quoted.
Bella took off and we drove. We didn't go anywhere in particular, we just went, not that I minded. Anything to make my baby happy, she's been a walking zombie for the past few months. Kat's and zombies don't go good together. She hasn't sang Sweeney Todd with me for forever!
Finally, we stopped. I didn't know where we were and I didn't care. I just sat there, looking out the window. Finally, Bella stepped out f the car, turning it off. I got out, too. She seemed to be looking at something in someones yard. That's when I saw it. A pair of motorcycles parked against a mailbox. I also got the same idea as her. "Come on." I said.
Bella ran up and rang the door bell. I followed after her. The youngest boys, what's-his-name, started to discuss the bikes with Bella. They didn't run and they were meant for the trash. On top of that, I don't think we have enough money for Dowlings'. Inspiration hit Bella like she hit me with that pillow last night. "You know what? That's okay. I know someone who builds cars." She said.
"Oh. That's good." The boy said.
WE loaded the bikes into the truck, then we took off. Bella stopped at our house. I followed her in. "What're you doing?" I asked.
"Calling Charlie." She said.
I groaned. "Did I just waste that cell phone on you?!" I asked, irritated.
Bella laughed and dialed the phone. I went back to my picture. I didn't know what I was drawing at first, then, it soon became a white wolf. It had a black tipped tail and I think it was a bit bigger then most wolfs. There was another one behind it, this one was a light blue color. Like white, with a blue tint. i could not start to explain how hard ti was to find that crayon.
"You're an amazing artist, but come on. We're going to the Black's house." She said.
I snapped up. "Okay's!" I said. I put s's at the end of a lot of my words.
I got up and walked back outside. I jumped into the truck and so did Bella. She seemed excited to kill herself. I laughed to myself.
As soon as we got to the house, Jacob's head peered out the window. Of course the truck's loud roar would've sold us. We were halway to the house when he met us.
"Hey guys!" He said enthusiastically.
Bella's face lightened up. "Hey Jacob!" She said.
I waved slightly. I don't know why, but I never felt like my crazy self around Jacob.
I looked up at him. "Damn you're tall!" I said. Bella hit the back of my head. "Ow!"
"Don't curse in public!" She scolded me. I did that little mocking thing where you put on that ridiculous face then you go all high pitched and mumble random crap.
Jacob laughed. "Six five." He said proudly.
"Will it ever stop?" Bella asked.
Jacob laughed again. "Come on, you guys are getting wet." He said. We all went inside to the warm, small house. "Hey dad," Jacob announced, ducking to get in the door. "Look who stopped by." He said.
Billy wheeled himself out so we could see him. "Well what do you know! It's good to see you two." He said. We shook hands, mine seeming like a actual Kitty's paw. "What brings you out here? Everything alright with Charlie?" He asked.
"Yeah, he's fine. I just wanted to see Jacob--We haven't seen him in forever." I couldn't stop myself from saying "I" instead of "We"
"Well can you stay for dinner?" Billy asked.
Bella answered this one. "Sorry, I gotta feed Charlie and the Kat." She always said that.
I crossed my arms. "You know, I don't appreciate you acting like I'm a house pet. It's just rude, okay?!" I said, with a fake sense of sadness.
Billy laughed. "Well, I'll call Charlie now, he's always invited!" He said.
Bella laughed a bit. "It's not like you'll never see us again. I promise. We'll be back again soon--So much you'll get sick of us." Bella said. Honestly, I wanted to stay fro dinner. But I shut myself up and let her talk.
Billy chuckled. "Okay, maybe next time."
"So, Bella, Kitty, what do you want to do?" Jacob asked. I smiled and started to twist in a sort of swaying motion. "What's up with her?" Jacob asked Bella.
Bella laughed. "She likes it when people call her Kitty." I snapped out of it. "So, I'm in for whatever. What were you doing before we interrupted?" Bella asked.
"I was just going out to work on my car, but we can do something else..."
"No, that's perfect!"I interrupted. "I'd love to see your car."
"Okay," He said, thinking I was lying. "It's out back in the garage." He said.
Bella waved at Billy then we went out to the back. There were trees and other green things blocking our path, so it took a minute to get through. Once we did, you could see what looked like several sheds put together with a car inside. I was so proud Bella knew what the sign for a Volkswagen was.
"It's an old Rabbit--1986, a classic." He said.
"How's it going?" Bella asked.
"Good, almost finished." He said.
I examined it. "Lucky you, though I prefer something newer. Like, I dunno, Audi V8 Spider? I really want one, but I don't have the money for that kind of car. I mean, with twin speedster humps incorporating breathing vents for the mid-engined V8 behind the two-seater cockpit. And the doors are deeply scalloped, as on the coupe, but this time there's a shortened, stumpier aluminum-look blade just ahead of the rear wheels, I just couldn't afford it." I shook my head, closing my eyes. I opened them to see Jacob and Bella staring at me. "What? I can't know about cars?!" I asked.
"I didn't get a word of that..." Bella said, staring off into space.
Jacob was speechless, "I--uh, what...." He tried to regain himself. "Did you just explain how a spider works? I've never heard it so," He tried ot think of a word to fit. "Descriptive! I mean, you just explain it and the V7 spider. How did you--"
"I know stuff." I said. I waved my hand. "Come on, test me." I said.
Jacob thought. "Hm, Bugatti Veyron 16.4?" Jacob asked.
I laughed. "Easy! It's the most expensive French car out there that has not yet been to be released in America. it costs exactly $1,600,000. With that, you could buy a Ferrari F430 Spider and a million dollar house. But that's what happens when you pay for a Quad-Turbocharged W16. That's right, W, the engine isn't in the regular V formation, it's in a W, this way they don't have to make the engine really long, like the Cadillac XV16 prototype. Am I right?" I asked.
"Yeah," Jacob said.
I laughed. "Anyway," Bella cut in. "What do you know about motorcycles." I opened my mouth to give her a quick lesson. She pointed to me. "Not you!"
I slumped over and let my arms hang. Jacob laughed. "Some, my friend Embry hs a dirt bike. We work on it together sometimes. Why?"
"Well..." Bella said.
I sighed. "We just got a couple motorcycles and since I can only tell you every detail," I slumped over again. "I can't fix them." I popped back up. "Their in suckish condition, could you help?" I asked.
"Cool." Jacob's face seemed to glow. "Ill give it a try."
Bella held up a finger. "Thing is, Charlie doesn't exactly approve of motorcycles. He'd probably bust a vain if he found out about this. So you can't tell Billy."
"Sure, sure." Jacob smiled. "I understand."
"I'll pay you," She continued.
This offended him. "No. I want to help. You can't pay me."
"Well....How about a trade then." She seemed like she was making this up as she went. "I only need one bike--And I'll need lessons. How about I give you the other one so you can teach me?" She asked.
"What about Kitty?" Jacob asked.
I turned my head to stare at Bella. "Yeah." I said. "What about Kitty?" I asked.
"You can have the truck." She said.
I made an "Uh" sound. "I gave you my old blackberry. Now, the truck for it doesn't seem very far, does it?" I asked.
"You gave her a blackberry?" Jacob asked.
"Yeah, I did!" I said, irritated.
"Whatever," Bella said. "Wait, are you legal yet? When's your birthday?" She asked Jacob.
"You missed it," He teased, narrowing his eyes. "I'm sixteen."
Bella said something i couldn't get, then followed with, "Sorry about your birthday."
"Don't worry, I missed yours. What are you, forty?"
Bella sniffed. "Close."
I glared at the back of her head. I poked her shoulder. She turned around. "What?" She asked.
My face turned to hurt and I looked at her with my mouth open. "Today," I sniffed. "Is January fourteenth." I said.
"And?" Bella asked.
I stared at her again. I sat down and held my knees to my face. I pretended to cry. "What's wrong?" Bella asked.
"I have no sister!" I shouted.
"Hey," Jacob cut in. "Didn't Billy say that Charlie said that Kat's birthday was January sixteenth?"
I sniffed again. "Yeah, it is."
"Oh my gosh, I'm sorry!" Bella said, hugging the ball that was now me.