I feel really bad about not updating in a while, and I was supposed to do it yesterday, in honor of Breaking Dawn Part 2 coming out on blue ray and DVD, but I had a thing come up. Sooooo, I made this chapter REALLY long! ENJOY!
Chapter 16: Road trip
"Hey, baby," A soft voice whispers at my neck. I was in his arms. And they weren't burning me. "You fell asleep at the game. Are you ok?" He asks at my silence. I touch his cheek, and bring his face down to mine. He kisses me greedily, but I can see the confusion in his eyes when he pulls away. His face was the best thing I could've seen. It wasn't angry and sad, like in my dream. It was soft and beautiful. They way things should be in dreams.
I clutched him close, and whispered, "Sorry, I just had a really bad dream."
"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked, his voice soft, just like his face.
"Maybe later… How much did you beat them by?" I was trying to change the subject now. With success.
"Sixty-four, to zero," he whispers in my ear with a grin.
"But of course. Losing just isn't possible when you're a giant wolf. Like a wrestler on steroids. Times ten," I get out through my giggles. "How did they take it?"
"Well, we've played them before, so they were expecting it." He shrugs. I think back to my drea- nightmare, again. I think of how cold it was compared to now, and shiver. Jacob looks down at me, confused again.
"Are you ok? Do you feel sick?" he asks, suddenly anxious.
"No… Why?"
"Because you just shivered in the hands of a werewolf. That's unnatural."He was still anxious about it, looking at me with all of the worry a man that size could ever hold, but with a hint of a smile lurking in the shadows.
"Sorry, I was just remember how cold it was in my dream," I say with a sheepish smile.
"Why are you apologizing?" he asks, the smile ready to play out on his beautiful lips.
"I dunno. Sorry." And here comes the smile. I lift up my head, looking around us. We were outside of Embry's house, going up the walk. There was music, lights, and laughter on the inside. "Why are we at Embry's?"
"Bells, don't you remember?" he asks, putting me down.
"Oh!" I exclaim, suddenly remembering. "Oh, Jacob, I left my bag at home!" I try to scramble out of his arms into the car we just left, but he doesn't let go.
"I know, babe. We went to your house while you were sleeping and I picked it up for you. Also running into Charlie, who said, and I quote, "Keep my baby safe or you'll find yourself meeting God himself, boy."" He laughed. I laughed too, trying to hide the fact that my dad was telling the truth.
The door opened in front of us, and Quil's head popped out. "Are you guys just gonna stand out there? Come on! We've been waiting for you. Embry especially."
Jacob leads me inside to join the parting party. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. We're coming. Is Sam and Jared...?"
"Yeah, they should be back in a few minutes." Right after this was said, headlights shined right behind me, and everyone was rushing to the door with their bags. Jacob lead me back outside to his car to get both of our bags from the trunk. We then joined the crowed of giant men and their girlfriends.
Jared was standing on the steps of the RV, giving us our instructions. "Ok! There are two RV's here, because getting us all on one would be very cramped. This is bus one. On bus one is Quil, Claire, Embry, Seth, Jacob, Bella, Rachel, and Paul. On bus two, is Leah, Collin, Brady, Emily, Sam, Kim, and me. You can all figure out driving patterns. It will take around three to four days to get there, but if we take limited gas stops and breaks, let's try to aim for three. There are snacks and games and all of that crap you might need. Everyone got it?" We all murmured from our giant bundle and boarded the RV's. This was gonna be a long ride. (A/N: Ok, I'm putting them on RV's in this story just like my other, because I just imagine that in my head all of the time! They're just like the other ones too.)
"Oooo! What now bitches! You all owe me money! HA!" Paul was just being Paul, as usual. We were in our fourth hour of driving, and going insane. We've been playing LIFE for the past hour, and Seth was driving.
"Yeah whatever Paul, here," and I throw the money I owe Paul in his face. "Embry, this had better be good if you're dragging us all the way across the country for this."
"Yeah, if we've only been here for like, four hours and I'm already going insane, this had better be worth it," adds Rachel from her bunk reading a book.
"Don't worry guys, it will be epic. My goal is to get all of the girls to piss their pants, and all of the guys to at least jump once." He grins at all of our glowers.
"Well, I haven't heard anything about it. What if it's not scary?" Claire asks.
"Erebus? Not scary?! Claire, what have you been smoking?" Quil says, aghast.
"Well it could be. It's not like you've ever been there!" She pokes him in the side playfully. He just lets out a loud 'humph' and crosses his arms.
"Alright, alright, everyone shut up. It's my turn and Paul now has to pay me," Jacob interrupts.
After the game, finding out that quiet little Claire wins, we are yet again bored. "Hey guys, I want to switch out driving," Seth says when we finish the game. "Any volunteers?" Everyone stays silent.
"EMBRY VOLUNTEERS FOR TRIBUTE!" I suddenly scream after the long silence, holding Embry's hand in the air.
"AND MAY THE ODDS BE EVER IN HIS FAVOR!" we all shout, pushing him toward the front of the RV.
"Hey!" He protests.
"Uh, uh. You're the one who wanted to go on this trip, so you're driving. Everyone's gonna have to at one point," Rachel says, pushing him down into the seat.
"Thanks man," Seth says, patting Embry's shoulders and giving him a grin. Embry just glares.
Seth walks by and sits in our little circle of people, taking Embry's spot. "Well… What now?"
Just Dance 4 is what now.
We were all sorting through cabinets and shelves until Quil finds it. "OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!" He screams, holding it up in the air for all to see. It reminded me of the pirates in the "SpongeBob Movie" holding up the tickets.
And that's how we ended up playing Just Dance 4.
"I call going first with Claire, because I found it," Quil argues.
Paul also wants to play first. "Yeah, but I'm awesome, so…"
"Well, I'm awesomer so…"
"GUYS! Jesus, did you not know that this is a four player game? You can both go first," Jacob was finally able to get out between their arguing.
What do you know. Now they can't figure out what song to play. "Love you Like a Love Song is an amazing song! Come on dude! We have to do it!" Quil whines.
"Beauty and a Beat is also a good song…" Paul mutters.
"What about Livin La Vida Loca?" Rachel says.
"I like that song…" Claire agrees.
"So it's settled. Start dancing, don't worry, I'll know when to laugh," Jacob says, picking me up, and carrying me to our bunk so we can watch. He sets me on top, and then climbs up himself and pulls me onto his lap. I lean against his chest and watch the four of them dancing like idiots, and laugh when I feel like it. This is how life should've been. This was the rights choice.
"Ok, it's my turn," Jacob says at the end of the round, pulling me off of the bed with him.
"Wait a minute, there's no way in hell that I am going to dance!" I pull against his grip, but it's like it has absolutely no effect on him. I hate dancing, and look stupid while doing it. "No," I try to tug my arm free of his grip but next thing you know, he has a Wii remote in my hand, and, of course, he picks the most overused and horrible song known to man: Call Me Maybe. "Jacob, you know I can't dance. Here, I'll cut you a deal: you stay here and dance, and I'll go sit over there and laugh at you. Deal! Kay, bye!" I try to get out of his solid grasp. No use.
"Nope." I'm not looking at his face, but I can just see the grin in my mind stretching across it. "We all have to dance Bells. Not just you. Come on."
I sigh. I know I'm not going to win this argument. "Fine. But I'm going to lose on purpose," I say, getting into place in front of the television.
"If you do that, I'm gonna video it. And then I'll make you do more." Sometimes, I really hate Paul.
"I hate you all!" I groan, but the game starts and I have no more room to complain. Paul was secretly videoing, just like he said. I wouldn't know until later that I look just as stupid as everyone else. So it's okay.
But I realize the stupid thing isn't me. It's the really tall wolves, head almost touching the ceiling, trying the dance along to a video game. Even worse, to Call Me Maybe. I'm telling ya', Jake and Seth are never going to live this down. EVER.
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