Hey ya'll! Other writer here! Sorry we've been so spread out with our updates. It's just that I was out of town for most of July and I've been really busy since I got back. Evanna has done awesome with the updates and I owe her a lot so I hope this update is as good as hers were! Oh and I know we have done like nothing with Bella and Edward but we will! Just wait!

Thanks!

"This is dumb," I grumbled as Embry drove me home. I sat in the passenger seat of his truck with my knees tucked tightly against my chest. I wore a sullen expression and my mood was nothing but sour. I hated this whole arrangement. Jacob was my boyfriend. My love. Not Embry. "I'm Jake's girlfriend. Not yours."

"Take it easy," Embry said, leaning back in his seat with one hand on the wheel. He wore that cocky grin that I was growing to hate. "This will be the ride of your life, baby girl."

"Don't call me that."

"You never had a problem with it before," he laughed. I studied him for a second, unsure of what to say before scoffing and turning to look out the window at the passing scenery. "Once you go Embry, you're gonna need a wheelchair.

"You're a pig," I hissed. Walking home didn't seem like such a terrible fate. I knew for a fact that my house wasn't far and I needed the exercise anyway. "Pull over."

"Why?"

"Just pull over!"

He slowly crawled to a stop on the road that was surrounded by nothing but green. I glared at him once before clutching my bag and hurrying out of the car. I began trudging down the road, disgruntled by the fact that he was slowly following me.

"Get in the car, Ness," he ordered, leaning towards the passenger window. "It's too far to walk."

"It's not far. I'll run," I said flatly.

"Just get in the car."

"No!"

I sighed and began to run. I could see the turn onto my street just up the road. I could run for a good amount of time so tiring wouldn't be a problem. The only problem I was having was the fact that Embry was still following. Though after about a minute, he sped ahead.

With a slight smile on my face, I continued running, only to screech to a halt when I found Embry in my driveway, leaning against his car with a grin spread across his lips. He had his arms folded over his chest.

"Leave!" I cried, heading straight for my front door. I dug through my bag until I found my keys and hurried inside, shutting and locking the door before he could follow. "Go away, Embry!"

I stood with my back towards the door, stiff and awaiting his knock, but it never came and not long later, I heard his car drive away. He was finally gone.

There was a small part of me that knew that his absence wouldn't be for long, so I took advantage of what time I had. I had a couple of hours before my father was supposed to get home and I wasn't supposed to call Jacob. So what could I do?

My father came home about an hour later, but he wasn't alone.

"Embry's here," he muttered, not looking up from the mail. Embry appeared in the living room behind him. I didn't normally like to be seen in my sweats with my hair piled messily atop my head, but with him, I didn't give a shit. I didn't need to look good for him.

"What are you doing here?" I hissed, placing a hand on my hip. He grinned widely and enveloped me in a tight hug. "Let go of me."

He was to strong to fight off, so I remained pressed uncomfortably against his chest until he finally released me.

"I thought we could watch a movie," he suggested, flashing a cheesy DVD. "One of my favorites."

I rolled my eyes and fell back into the couch. Unfortunately, Embry took the seat next to me after popping the DVD into the tray and pressing play.

"The Notebook? Really?"

"Like I said, great movie," he smiled. "especially for making out."

"Making out?" I hissed, sitting up straight. "No. Never. I would never, ever make out with you."

"You do it with Jake all the time!"

"He's my boyfriend. You are not. When are you going to get that through your thick ass head?" I said through clenched teeth. He laughed lightly and pressed play on the television, so I huffed loudly and sat back down.

"What was that about?" my father asked me hours later, joining me at the kitchen counter as I mulled over a now soggy bowl of cereal. I would lift the spoon and just watch the milk fall back into the bowl. Id prepared it, thinking I would actually eat it, but I didn't. "Where has Jacob been?"

"Beats me," I shrugged, grabbing the bowl and tossing it in the sink before dragging my feet up the stairs into my bedroom.

As soon as I stepped through the door, my phone began to ring loudly with obnoxious ring tone that Claire had set for herself. I rolled my eyes and answered it reluctantly.

"Hey," I said flatly.

"What do you want?"

"You called me, Claire."

"Oh," she said. In my mind, I pictured Claire puzzling over the fact that she'd been the one to call me and not the other way around. "Right! Anyway, I have some bad news.."

"What's the bad news?" I asked cautiously.

"Do you remember a couple of weeks ago when you and Jake promised to go on a date with Quil and I because I can't go places with a guy by myself yet? Remember that?"

Somehow, I knew just where this was going and I already knew I wasn't going to like the outcome.

"Yeah..?"

"Well, were going on that date this Friday and since you promised to go and all, you're going to have to come with Embry."

There was a long stretch of silence as the fury began to build inside me. I was not going to go on a date with Embry. This whole thing was being blown out of proportion and I would have to break the deal. Jacob would be so opposed to Embry and I going out with Quil and Claire.

"Nessie?" Claire said quietly.

"No, Claire, I won't do it," I refused. "Jacob would be so pissed at me."

`"No way. You are not backing out on me because of some stupid bet. This is my love life on the line and if you blow this for me, you will be stuck at home, painting water color pictures with your teeth because all your bones will be broken. Got it? Great!"

Though Jacob wasn't pleased in the least and decided not to acknowledge my presence, I was forced on the date by Claire. I'd done my best to object but when it came to Claire, I was a pushover and I soon found Claire and I sitting on the couch, waiting for Embry and Quil to retrieve us at my house. She was bouncing with exuberance while I was internally cringing.

"You will be fine," Claire chided me as we waited in my living room. I was staring blankly ahead while she was staring at the clock on her phone. "It's one date. Who cares if Jacob never talks to you again or even looks at you?"

"I care," I muttered.

"Everything will be alright. I promise," her head sprang up as the doorbell rang. My father was at the door before Claire could even move. "Let's go."

"Have fun, girls," he told us as we headed out the door. I threw him a deadly glare and followed Claire, Embry and Quil to the car. I scoffed and rolled my eyes as Embry held open the car door and I slid inside.

"Where are we off to?" Quil asked from the drive seat. Quil was driving and Claire and I were crammed in the small back seat. He turned around, winked at me and turned back around, causing me to slink father into the faded leather seats. "You and Claire can go wherever you want. Just drop Nessie and I off at the beach and we can have our own fun."

I reached up to smack the back of his head and I kicked the back of his chair with all my strength. It didn't seem to affect him but I still found satisfaction in the action.

"Pig," I said too quietly for any of the others to hear.

"How about the mall?" Claire suggested. "I'm sure they are having some really great sales. Afterwards, we can go get some dinner or something."

"Fine by me," I huffed, throwing my arm in the air.

We wondered the mall for hours, Quil and Embry staying back as Claire and I went crazy in every store. Shopping was my only release from the disaster that was my date with Embry. By the time we were finished, it was about time for the mall to close and my hands were full with bags. So, we ended up sitting on a nearby bench while Quil played in the arcade and Embry stole change from the fountain.

"I'm sorry you aren't having the night of your life with Jake," Claire sympathized, sitting next to me. I sighed and shook my head slowly. "I will do my best to fix things between the two of you. I promise. But, until then, lets try to perk up? Kay?"

"It isn't that bad," I lied. "Nothing like watching Quil play in the arcade and Embry stealing change from the fountain."

"Yeah," she muttered. 'Do you think you could handle dinner?"

"I don't know," I sighed. "I'm gonna go talk to Embry."

She headed off towards the arcade while I took a seat next to Embry off the edge of the fountain. He smiled and placed the change in my hand. I smiled back and tossed the change over my shoulder, back into the fountain.

"What'd you wish for?" he asked.

"For Quil to beat the stuffing out of you. I kind of want to go home," I said nonchalantly., shrugging my shoulders. "Claire and I were kind of wondering why Jacob hasn't stormed in here and done it already."

He laughed and turned back towards the fountain to retrieve the change I'd thrown. I rolled my eyes and hurried to the arcade to tell Claire that I was indeed ready to go home. Luckily, she agreed and we dragged the boys away from the mall.

When I was finally returned home, my father was sitting in the living room, flipping aimlessly through the TV channels. He beamed at me as I walked through the door and gave a small yet sad wave as I hurried up the stairs.

In my room, I grabbed my cell phone and began to call Jacob, but to no avail. I called about six times before realizing that he was most likely still pissed off and not going to talk to me. He was my boyfriend for goodness sakes. He had to know that I didn't want to go on the date in the first place and that Claire had threatened me if I didn't comply anyway.

It was Quil's fault that he even knew. Everything would have been better if Quil hadn't of gushed to Jake about his date with Claire and how Embry and I were tagging along. That was the last time Jacob had spoken to me and that was on Thursday.

Friday, I was just swimming in a pool of awkwardness and heart break.

Next week, it was just as terrible, only Jacob seemed worse than he had. He didn't even acknowledge my presence in the mornings and acted as if we were total strangers. I wasn't going to speak to him until I saw what I never that I would see.

Jacob was standing by the door to English with his lips upon one of the biggest whores I knew. Tears sprang to my eyes immediately and it took all of my strength to not slap Stevie as hard as possible.

"You're such a hypocrite!" I hissed at him before taking off to the parking lot.