A/N: This chapter's pretty short, but it's also early. I was planning on only updating this story once a day, but...sometimes I can't help myself. Anyway, short and to the point with an appearance by America's favorite werewolf!
Ch. 5
Altogether Breathtaking
I looked down at Jacob and nudged him with my toe.
"Jake?" I asked.
"Hm? Bella?" he jumped up. "Bella! Bella, where have you been? I've been so worried about you!"
"Jacob, what are you talking about? What are you doing here?" I raised an eyebrow at him.
"Angela called me looking for you, she said you went off with some guy and weren't answering your phone!"
I rolled my eyes. "Well that's what she gets for making me leave with him."
"What? Bella! Answer my question! Where have you been?" He was yelling now.
"Who are you, my dad?" I yelled back. "I went on a date, alright? It's none of your business!"
"A date?" he shouted. "With a guy you don't even know? Do you even know how dangerous that is?"
"I can take care of myself, Jacob Black," I spat. "I don't need you to screen every guy I meet, I can go out with anyone I damn well please."
"You say you can take care of yourself," he growled, "and yet I don't see it happening!"
"Jacob, what are you talking about? I'm fine! Edward was a perfect gentleman!"
"Edward?" he said incredulously. "Edward? His name is Edward?"
I couldn't believe him. He was so immature. "Does it matter what his name is, Jacob?"
He looked livid. He was breathing hard now, and shaking. After a second of glaring at each other, he calmed down a little. I think he realized how ridiculous he was being.
"Look, Bella, I care about you. I don't want you to get hurt."
I rolled my eyes again.
"Is there a problem out here, Bella?" We looked around. My R.A., Misty, had come out. I felt bad. She was in her pajamas, and it looked like we'd woken her up.
"I'm so sorry," I said. I glared at Jacob. "I think you should leave, Jake."
He glared at me for a minute, then nodded.
"I'll talk to you tomorrow, Isabella," he said, then he left. I stared after him. He had never called me Isabella before.
"You ok?" Misty asked.
"Yes," I said. "I'm fine. Sorry we woke you."
She nodded sleepily. "It's alright. Good night."
"Good night," I replied, unlocking my door. I got out my phone and looked at the screen. My mouth dropped open. I had 17 missed calls. I must have left my phone on silent after the play. Most of them were from Jacob, but several were from Angela. I suddenly felt really guilty about not telling her that we'd decided not to go to J-J's. I quickly called her.
"Bella?" she answered. "Oh my gosh, thank goodness, I was worried about you! I felt so bad!"
"Yeah, I'm fine," I assured her. "But that's what you get for forcing me on a date like that." I tried to make it light so she wouldn't feel bad about it.
"Yeah," she laughed, "sorry about that. I was worried about it later, but when I saw you two I knew it would be ok. You should have seen the way you guys were looking at each other. I could tell it was love."
"What?" I asked.
"How long have you two known each other and why haven't you every mentioned him before?"
"I just met him Thursday night," I said. "And I had only just found out his name when you came out!"
"What?" she exclaimed. "Really? Well it must have been love at first sight then. There was certainly something there between you two."
"Really?" I asked. "Wow. Yeah, well, I saw him from the stage on Thursday when I was filling in for Jenny. I felt it then."
"Wow, that's so romantic," she said. "So how did your date go?"
"It went well. Oh my gosh, guess who he is?"
"Who?"
"Edward Cullen!"
"Dr. Cullen's son?" she asked shocked.
"Yes! He drives a freakin' Volvo!"
She laughed. "Way to go Bells. What a catch."
I laughed. "Seriously. Good catch doesn't even begin to cover him. He's so…romantic and kind of old fashioned. He's altogether breathtaking."
"That's great, Bella, I'm very happy for you," she said sincerely. "When will you see him again?"
"Tomorrow," I said.
"Awesome!"
"I know! Oh, and I'm so sorry about not answering when you called, my phone was still on silent from the show."
"It's alright," she said. "Now that I know you're safe."
"Yeah," I said, "Jacob not so much. He's pissed."
"Yeah I know," she said. I could almost hear her grimace. "Sorry about that. I got a little worried, so I called him, thinking he might know if you'd made it back to the dorm or not. Apparently that was a mistake."
"He'll be alright," I said. "He's just really protective. Apparently I can't take care of myself."
"You sure he'll be ok?"
"Yeah, I'm sure," I said. "This isn't the first time he's done this. I think part of it's also jealousy."
"Yeah I kind of guessed that," said Angela. "I'm afraid he's very taken with you."
I sighed. "I know. It's kind of a problem. I love Jacob, but he's like a brother to me."
"Well maybe now that you've got Edward he'll back off a bit," she said.
"Maybe," I said. "Or it might make him give up and not be my friend anymore."
"Oh, I hope not," she said.
"Me too. Anyway, I'm going to go to bed. I'll see you tomorrow at noon?"
"Ok," she said. "Good night, see you tomorrow."
"Good night, Ang."
A/N: I think altogether breathtaking is a good way to describe Edward.
So, the person who guessed Anything Goes correctly was bella-loves-edward, but she cheated, so only one cookie for you, haha. Just kidding, you can have the whole batch. Or whatever I promised you...I don't remember...
And to distorted realities: I agree, stage hands totally do rock. I do a little of both, acting and backstage stuff, but stage hands are always the coolest people. Most of them at least.
So anyway, thanks so much to my reviewers, but also to my silent readers, if I have any, and I encourage you to speak up! Encouragement's always good, this is my first story I've posted, keep me motivated!
News on my other story: it's coming along nicely and I have a good feeling about it, but I'm never know if I'm going to finish a story until it's over. I will give you a little synopsis, though. It's about a vampire who comes to meet the Cullens before Bella arrives, and she's after Edward. It's got excitement, love, lust, angst, humor, and...some other stuff I haven't written yet. It's also slightly exotic. This main character isn't from America. Or Europe. I think you'll like it. Let me know if you think it's a good idea! It is as of now unnamed, so we're going to call it...Blossoms of Love? Yeah, that works for now. Who knows. I guess also let me know if you think of a good story title, haha.
Sorry I talk so much...
