5) Right
"You're kidding, right?" I asked skeptically as I followed Jacobs's hand piling more food onto his already five mile high mountain.
"It's not all for me. Some of it is for you, too," he replied as he snatched my tray from me and sat it on the end of the bench.
"What is?" I picked up a piece of celery, holding it flat against my hand as though I were going to feed a horse and asked, "This?"
"Yeah. Oh, and this," he handed me a pea into my open hand and walked off towards the table, calling "The rest is mine," behind him as he went.
I stood dumbstruck for a moment, slid the celery into my mouth and held my hand up to aim the pea at the back of Jacob's head.
Ha ha, I smiled as I let my finger flick forward to launch the pea.
It sailed through the air and tapped the back of his head. This stopped him dead in his tracks. I grabbed the celery out of my mouth after I bit it and chewed, delicately folding my hands together behind my back and swinging forward, skipping past him.
"Careful, I think it was forecasted peas."
"Little mosquito. Just wait till sport, then we'll see who the smart one is," he muttered at me.
I twirled on my heels and tripped back when I realized the action caused me to spin into Jake. One of his hands accomplished catching me around the shoulders and I just stared at him.
"Sorry," I stood straight again, steadying myself against his arm which he left curved around my waist.
"For falling for me? That's okay."
"No, dense-egocentric-one. For tripping."
"Oh, so you aren't sorry for falling for me?" his smile was so… lovable.
I stared at him, not understanding his words. Of course, as soon as I did, my face decided to glow cherry red. I thrust his arm away from me and walked to the table, sitting down with Mum who took one look at me, wrapped an arm around me and pulled me closer.
"I know it's a lot to understand," she whispered.
I pulled back and stared at her.
"I know," she repeated.
I shrugged free of her arms and leant back in the chair, muttering, "I'm glad someone does."
I was quiet for the rest of lunch, except for the occasional polite reply to my parents or aunts or uncles.
Jacob fork fed me; one mouthful of mine for about three of his. When I told him I didn't want anymore, he shoveled the rest into his mouth as I watched with perpetual fascination at how someone can be such a pig. Werewolf or not.
"What?" he asked around a mouthful of fish and lettuce at one point.
"Nothing," I smirked as I reached forward and swept a lock of his black hair from his temple.
He raised an eyebrow at me and shook his head as he turned back to his food.
"Just leave her. And him," my Mums annoyed voice breathed beside me. I turned to frown at her, not cruelly, but curiously. She shook her head while she held Dads hand and walked away with him.
"What's with them?" I asked Aunt Alice, who was staring scarily intently at me.
"Oh, nothing much. Just the usual romance worries."
My inside voice cackled tremendously. Uh huh, right…
"Romance worries?" I echoed. "Since when do they have romance worries?"
Jacob began choking viciously beside me.
"Oh, Jake!" I yelped.
I stood up next to his side, resting a hand on his chest and smacking his back lightly. He moved my hand to his neck so he could hit his chest and covered his mouth while he choked.
He shivered after the choking subsided and leaned sideways into me. Because he was still so huge even sitting down, his head leant precisely into my shoulder.
"Thanks for helping," he spat at my aunts and uncles; they had been in fits of laughter the whole time Jake was choking.
Though I must admit, if it wasn't my Jacob, I probably would have laughed, too.
I rested my head on Jacob's and rubbed his back. "You okay now?"
"Yeah. I'm fine, sweetie," he stood up and it shouldn't have, but it shocked me as to how tall he was. I only just barely reached his chest.
He raised his eyebrows as he glanced around the cafeteria and shot a few dirty looks. Leaving a hand resting in his, I looked around as well and saw most of the people in the building staring at us.
I rolled my eyes and looked at Jake, tugging on his hand until he glanced at me.
"Come on. Let's go sit on the oval or something; it's not too bright," I whispered.
"Okay," he released my hand and turned to seize our bags, carrying them in his hand, and swung back around to wrap a hand around mine again.
I walked in front of him, leading the way between the tables. When I saw the table seating Jake's fan club I made sure to slow my walk so that he pushed himself against me to urge me forward while I press our linked hands to my stomach.
I made a small sound of victory when they shot me filthy looks and kept walking proudly. When we opened the doors and stepped out into the fresh overcast air, we turned left and dawdled to the side of the oval hedged by the forest.
Jacob moved his hand from my stomach around my back to hold my left hand as we walked and swung our arms leisurely. When we reached a cushiony grass patch he dropped our bags, freed my hand and dropped to his knees, rolled back until he was sitting and then laid back, closing his eyes.
I watched him with a little smile on my lips and dropped to my own knees, crawling up beside him and leaning over him to stare at his face. His chest rose and fell calmly with each breath and his brows creased temporarily before his eyes flickered open and met mine.
I lowered myself and crossed my arms over his chest so I could rest my chin on them, never leaving his gaze. He searched my face like I did his and his hand wound through my hair, following the curls as they circled.
"Oi! Watch it! HEADS UP!" we heard a boy yell from the centre of the egg-shaped field and Jacob rolled me onto my back, leaping to stand over me as he caught a football in one of his giant hands.
I stood up and twined my fingers together, letting my hands fall in front of me and watched as Jake initiated the balls forceful path back to the boy. He wobbled when he caught it and grimaced at Jake's "Learn to aim, dim-witted gizmo."
I moved my hands to rest on my hips and chided Jake. "No need to be so nasty, Jacob. It was an accident."
He stared at me, looked me up and down and bit his lip hard. That was when I remembered what pants I was wearing. I sat on the spot and pressed my arms over my legs where the pants ended.
"I'm wearing my long jeans tomorrow," I complained.
Jacob chuckled and lowered himself onto his hands and knees, crawling forward a few feet to break in front of me and hold my eyes.
"I think you should," he said as he switched his position and laid in front of me so that he was leaning backwards into me. His head rested on my chest and I pulled my arms from my legs to wrap around his chest.
"I know. Hopefully it will give me a break."
"From what? Alice will find you again one day," he chuckled.
I moved a hand to flick his nose but he caught it and held it to his cheek.
"I'm kidding. It won't stop them looking at you, but it will give them less reason to if you're covered up a little more," he said quietly.
I drew my head back a little to stare at him, but all I saw was his hair. "You don't like them looking at me, do you?" I asked kindly.
He was quiet for a minute whilst he ran his thumb along the back of my hand. His finger stopped eventually and he shifted so he sat in front of me, resting his head in his hands.
"No. Not really," was all he said.
I gave him a couple of seconds before I got onto my knees and edged forward to hold my arms over his shoulders. I let them hang low over his chest and snuggled my face into the side of his neck.
"Show me what you want," I whispered to him.
Jacob's body tensed a little under me and he turned his head so that my nose was pressed into his cheek.
He shook his head and looked away from me.
"Jacob…" I pulled away from him and walked around to sit in front of him. "Jake, you can talk to me. Please."
"What do you think I want?"
I was stunned at his question. "I don't… I don't know." I hesitantly rested a hand on his, creeping closer to him until our legs touched.
"Only you."
My heart impeded and my lungs froze. I must be delusional.
Me? He wanted… me? Only me?
"Only me?" I asked rather than confirmed.
"Right," he confirmed.