I do not own the characters.
(And i know that some of the physical descriptions are different but its not totally based on the characters from twilight by Stephenie Meyer)
Destiny
Chapter 3
"Hurry up!" the voice called from downstairs.
"Patience is a virtue, you know" I yelled back, my mouth frothing with toothpaste foam as I hastily scrubbed my teeth.
"Being on time is a virtue too" the voice retorted.
I heard dad moving to the bottom of the stairs, "Bella, Edward is here"
"Yeah, I noticed dad. He's preaching virtues to me already!"
"Ok, as long as you know"
I finished brushing my teeth and ran downstairs. Edwards's bag was in the hall and I kicked it out the way, putting my bag in its place.
He was in the front room, splayed across the couch, watching T.V. I stood in the door but he didn't notice me, so I dropped to my knees and crawled around the back of my couch as quietly as possible. I positioned myself behind where his head was and sprang up yelling, "BOO!"
He rolled off the couch away from me, screaming in fright.
"Why did you do that?" he asked in fury as he picked himself off the carpet.
"Just to see your face, and it was worth it" I justified, throwing yesterdays excuse back at him. "Now hurry up, we are going to be late!"
Grumbling, he followed me into the hall and searched for his bag.
"Why did you move my bag?" he demanded.
"It was in my place"
"Your place?"
"Yes, my place! This is my house, isn't it? So I can dump my bag where I want"
"It may be your house, but your parents like me better" he said so boastfully I nearly punched him.
"Do not!"
"Yes, they do!"
My dad entered the hall from the kitchen, "He's right Bella, we like Edward better"
"But you love me more" I growled at the same time Edward smirked at me saying, "Cheers, Charlie"
"Well... sure..." my dad said in a way that could not possibly have meant to be reassuring.
"Ha!" Edward exclaimed as he walked out the door, his bag slung casually over his shoulder, his bronze hair shining as the sunlight hit it.
"Da-ad!" I moaned.
"What?"
"I know you're joking but a little bit of help would be appreciated"
He caught me round the waist and kissed me on the forehead "Of course we love you more, now hurry up or you'll be late"
His sentiment was echoed from outside, though Edward wasn't as polite as he told me to get a move on.
"I might actually kill him today" I warned Charlie.
"As long as you get to school on time"
"Always" I grinned as I kissed him on the cheek and followed Edward out the door, closing it behind me.
I love Edward though I would never admit it to him. I don't think he'd know what to say back. Girls don't tell their best guy friends they love them or things could get confused and complicated and a life of friendship could be lost. Of course, I'm not in love with him, that's just wrong. I love him very dearly as a friend. The "in love" box is one I might put Jacob in once we've been going out for a bit longer. I wouldn't say I loved him yet; though on the occasion I do there would only be one meaning.
I'm the sort of girl who waits for the guy to ask me out. I don't make the first move, that's his job and it's so great that Jacob did ask me out.
I remember it well; he waited for me outside the school gates after running club and we just fell into simple conversation when he blurted out that he really liked me and would I go out with him? It wasn't very romantic but he was so cute with his hair beaded with water from his shower and his face, already flushed from the afternoons exercise, steadily growing redder. Obviously, I had to say yes. He looked so happy and I knew I felt the same way. Prefect!
I tried to remember what date that had been...
Crap! I can't remember when our three month anniversary is though I know it's sometime this week. I just hope it isn't today.
"What you thinking?" Edward asked as he nudged me playfully, though I thought I saw a hint of curiosity in his eyes, probably at my panic stricken expression.
"What's the date today?"
"Er... 15th"
I moaned.
"What's wrong?"
"I think I've forgotten my 3 month anniversary"
I saw his eyes tighten slightly. "You sure?"
"I don't know... I can't- I can't remember" I closed my eyes to try to visualise my calendar. I'm sure I'd written it up.
"Whoa!" Edward called as I stumbled. My eyes flew open as his arms quickly caught me.
"Oops" I mumbled, feeling my face flush.
"What you doing walking about with your eyes closed?" he demanded, his look incredulous.
"I was trying to visualise my calendar" I said sheepishly.
He rolled his eyes as he let go of my arms, his fingers brushing along them slightly, as if I was making sure I wouldn't fall over again.
I shivered slightly but smiled wryly as I heard him mutter "Idiot".
Typical Edward: always finding faults; pointing out flaws; highlighting my waning intelligence.
Crap! Crap! Crap!
This is not good!
It's so obvious I've forgotten! What's he going to think? I'm such a bad girlfriend!
"Hey beautiful"
"Hi Jacob" I said meekly. This is so bad! He's standing there with a big bunch of roses and a neatly wrapper present looking as amazing as I've ever seen him.
He walked forward, pulling me into a hug that soaked me in guilt and all I could think about was Edward, smiling behind him, acknowledging my horrible mistake. It's a good thing I warned Charlie this morning because I'm going to kill Edward!
"Happy anniversary" Jacob whispered as he kissed my hair.
I pulled away from him, "Er... about that..." I fumbled for a way to make him see my incompetence without breaking up with me. I couldn't find one.
"You forgot. I knew you would, but its ok" he smiled warmly at, me and I swear I could have drowned in the depths of his big blue eyes, the fresh warm colour of the Caribbean sea.
"You're... ok?... with me forgetting?" I asked in disbelief.
"Of course, I know you, and I don't need anything from you anyway"
"So you're not going to break up with me for being such a lousy girlfriend?"
"Hell no!" he exclaimed and then added, "Cause then I'd have to take the present back, and what am I supposed to do with a bunch of roses?"
I giggled nervously. I honestly don't deserve a guy like Jacob.
He handed me the present and I carelessly unwrapped it as I attacked the paper.
"Whoa, steady on girl!" Jacob laughed.
"Sorry", I said as I peeled the paper more slowly. "Oh Jacob, thank you" I held up the hoody he had bought me: the one I had seen in town on our first date but hadn't bought because it was quite expensive. It was black with fluorescent stars streaked across it. "What do you think Edward?" I turned around but I couldn't see him. I swear, the boy couldn't beat a snail in a race but he could be bloody Houdini if he wanted to.
The bell rang for registration and Jacob took my hand as we walked to our registration classes.
"I know you're forgetful" Jacob began, "But you do remember it's my 17th birthday in two days?"
I froze. "No, it's not" I whispered.
He planted himself in front of me. "You forgot my 17th?" he accused, his eyes colder.
"No..." I whispered again. My stomach had knotted tightly and I couldn't breathe. I am such a failure as a girlfriend!
"Yes, you did"
"Oh man! I'm so sorry. I will get you something, it just might not be that good-"
He cut me off, "Honey, I'm kidding"
"Ugh!" I screeched causing several passersby to stare at me. "That's not funny!"
"Yes it was, you overreact so much"
"Why did you do that?" I demanded in fury as he dodged a punch for his shoulder.
"Just to see your face!" He grinned, catching my arm as I blew by him.
"What is it with everyone and my face?" I moaned. First Edward, now Jacob. It was getting old fast.
Jacob brought his hands down to mine, intertwining our fingers. "Because," he said softly, his eyes warm once again, "You have the most beautiful face so you shouldn't blame people for wanting to see it in different emotions"
I scoffed at him. He probably thought it was because I was denying his claims of my beauty (it was partly that) but mostly it was because I could clearly see Edward, in my mind's eye, falling over laughing at that line because he would think it was just so cheesy and such a lie.
I blushed as I tried to think what to say and then, looking around, noticed everyone had gone. "Crap! We should get to registration."
"Oh yeah," he mused as he let go of one of my hands and led me to our registration classes which were on the same floor.
He kissed my forehead and handed me the roses he still had and then he walked away, leaving me staring after him, trying to figure out when I had died and gone to heaven.
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