Finding Someone Chapter Six
Rogue12158
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, or I'd be enjoying Breaking Dawn and Midnight Sun. Not writing fanfiction.
Author's Note- I just want to say sorry for taking a good chunk of time to update this story, because of my swim practice and updating other stories. But don't worry, I'm on school break and will have plenty of time to update. Woot!!
Can you all guess who you're gonna meet in this chapter? Can ya?
Jacob's P.O.V.
Early the next morning, I woke up to someone poking me repeatedly in the side.
"Wake up sleepy head," someone was saying in my ear.
"No... I don't wanna," I mumbled as I rolled over and hit the carpet. What the?? I thought on the ground, then remembered where I was. Oh, right, couch. Not a bed. Not good for rolling around. "Ow."
"Come on, Jacob. Get up, I have to show you around town, and today's your first day at the diner," Avery told me, still poking me.
"Alright, alright, I'm up!" I stood up and looked at her,finding it hard to look away. She looked great this morning. She was wearing a dark green turtleneck sweater with the sleeves pushed up to her elbows, dark jeans, and white tennis shoes, with her hair braided down her neck to just below her shoulders. She was also wearing glasses, she probably wears contacts out of the house.
"Good, now you can use our bathroom, down the hall, and feel free to use the clothes in the closet, whatever fits is yours." As I stood up and started to walk out of the room, she literally kicked my butt and said, "Get going!"
I grabbed some clothes and went into the bathroom to actually seem presentable, which included brushing my teeth with a finger, not the best thing in the world.
When I went back into the living room, Avery was no where to be seen. As I got further into the room, I felt something hit me in the back. Avery was standing behind me with a guilty look on her face and a fairly large suitcase in her hands.
"I packed you some clothes from the ex-closet for your new home," she told me.
"Thanks. And where may my new home be?"
"Decent sized attic of the diner," when she saw the expression on my face at that she continued, "But don't worry, it has its own bathroom and phone and its own mini-fridge."
That made me feel better.
"Come on, Jacob. We still have to get to the post office to get the stuff your dad sent, after all, I'm curious to see if you really are seventeen and not some creepy guy who just wants to crash on a young girl's couch."
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On the way back from the post office, a random question bubbled onto my tongue. "What's you favorite mythical creature?" I had to know.
"It's a tie between werewolves and vampires, but I'm leaning towards the latter."
Of course.
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When we walked back into the diner, Cindy came out of the kitchen with two plates of eggs and bacon while saying, "So, is the boy really seventeen?"
"Yeah, unless the state of Washington has typos on drivers licenses," Avery sighed.
"Great, now," Cindy said, handing me one of the dishes, "Take this to table four."
I was honestly surprised by that, I thought that the food was for me. Oh well, I sighed in my head as I started towards table four.
Before I could get too far, Avery caught my arm. "That is for you you dimwit. Cindy's just being annoying."
"Oh, I guess that makes me smart," I really felt stupid while I followed Avery to the counter to dig into our breakfast.
After a few minutes of comfortable silence, Cindy came out join us. "Hey, kid. I've got a present for ya."
"What is it?" I asked her.
She pulled two things out from behind her back. A key and one of those brushes that you wash dishes with.
"This," she pointed to the key, "Is a key that goes to the back entrance of the diner which immediately leads to a staircase to the attic. And this," she pointed to the brush this time, "is your new best friend, or co-worker at least."
"So, I'm the dishwasher here then?"
"You're bright. Yes, you'll be in the kitchen washing dishes until we get someone else that is more desperate for a job here than you are." Oh, joy! I thought to myself.
"Alright. And I really appreciate this, especially for the room. And the job of course, that too." And I truly did, they were providing me with food, shelter and a job. These people are great.
"Okay then, Jake, get to it!" Cindy pushed me into the kitchen and showed me where the sink was. There was already a guy standing there. "Jacob, this is John, my boyfriend. John, this is Jacob, the newbie." Cindy introduced us.
John was about six inches shorter than me, pale, and had shaggy, light brown hair. "Jacob, it's nice to meet you," John held out his hand for me to shake, when he did, he didn't seem to notice the heat or decided not to bring it up.
"Good to meet you too, John."
"All I have to say is that I'm so glad that you're here. I was the one who used to have to do all of the dishes." That was the first time I really looked at the sink and all of the dishes that it contained. It was a lot, and only at nine-thirty in the morning.
"Oh, doesn't this look like fun," I commented sarcastically. John laughed at my comment.
"Yeah. It was always a blast for me."
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After three hours of dish washing, at twelve-thirty, it was time for my lunch break and Avery decided to join me.
"How was your first day?" she asked me.
I looked at my hands as I answered, "My hands will permanently be pruney." That got a laugh out of her.
"Don't worry, that will go away. Eventually, that is," she whispered that last part. Real nice, Avery.
She suddenly stopped laughing and turned to look at the entrance when she heard the bell above the door jingle. A tall, well built guy, probably my hight, with short sandy brown hair, and tanned skin was the one that walked in.
He immediately went to Avery and gave her a kiss on the lips. She pulled away almost as soon as he kissed her because I was right there, after all.
"Hey there, Avery," he said to her as he sat down next to her. So this was Westley. I started to shake without either of them noticing, although Avery might have, but didn't feel the need to ask about it whileWestley was sitting right there.
Whoa, there Jake. Calm down. Don't go all wolfy on me here, I tried to calm myself down while sitting in close proximity of the guy I wanted to rip to shreds.
"Who are you?" He asked me.
"Jacob Black. You're Wes, right?" I hated him already.
"That's right. Westley Carson." He smiled at me.
Watch your back, Westley. Cause, I sure as hell will be.
It's the end of that chapter!! Aren't you guys glad that I finally introduced you to Wes? I know he doesn't seem like a jerk now, but he will.
Now, it's my birthday in exactly one week, I'll be fifteen.
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Happy Holidays Everyone!!
Rogue12158