I am so sorry for not updating in... pretty much forever! My computer broke, and I had to get a new one, and it took a really long time to get all of my stuff onto the new computer! Anyways, enjoy!

Chapter 18: Michigan

When Jake was done driving, we were informed that we would be arriving tomorrow morning if we drove through the night. We all agreed that that would be best, so we could do stuff while waiting for our haunted house time. We stopped at a Little Caesars, and took all of their hot and ready's, the boys eating a large box each, and us three girls sharing a medium. While eating, Embry was driving, and we all watched The Lorax on the two TV's. Afterwards, we all chatted for some time, the girls sitting in the corner playing cards, and the guys sitting in the middle of the floor playing Truth or Dare. And by the lots of laughing, occasional blushing, and looks we kept getting from them, I had a feeling it was about us. Boys just can't keep their mouths shut, can they?

After about an hour of this, it was dark already, and only then did I realize how long we had really slept. Even though I did sleep for all that time, I was still tired. Not like I was going to get sleep though, because of course, Jake had to do the first night shift. Great. Everyone else was climbing into bed while he and Embry were making the night driving schedule. I walk up behind him and wrap my arms around his waist, looking around him at the piece of paper.

"Ok, the schedule goes, Jake, 10:00 to 12:00, me, 12:00 to 2:00, Paul, 2:00 to 4:00, Quil, 4:00 to 6:00, and Seth, 6:00 to 8:00. By then we should arrive pretty close to our destination, and we can figure out what we want to do then. Alright, goodnight," Embry finishes, striding towards his bunk and flopping down to get some sleep before he's required to drive.

Jake leads me over to our bunk and picks me up by my waist, to sit up there. He's about to turn around when I touch his shoulder. "Can I sit up there with you?"

"No, I want you to get some sleep," he replies.

"It's not like I'm going to be able to sleep without you there anyways…" He thinks about his before finally saying, "Fine. If you're still awake at 11:00, you can come up and sit with me. But I want you to at least try to get some rest. Ok?" I nod my head. He kisses my cheek, and walks over to the curtain, and mouths 'try to sleep,' before crossing over to drive. I sit with my back against the wall, watching everyone else sleep, while staying perfectly awake myself. I check my watch frequently. Longest. Hour. Ever. I spent a lot of time realizing how boringly tan the walls really are. This also helped me learn that Seth sleep talks, Embry snores (really loud), Rachel is clingy while she sleeps, Paul drools (no surprises there), Quil cries at random times, and Claire kicks. Quite interesting.

11:00 finally reached my watch, and I practically jumped off the bed in excitement. I cross the floor quietly so that I don't disturb anyone, and peel back the curtain. Wow. Guess I've been really quiet. He doesn't even notice I'm here. Then I see the earplugs. Oh… I guess I still am louder than a train wreck, considering the music is so loud, I can hear it perfectly. Really, Jacob? Katy Perry?

"Hey, Jake," I whisper. He turns his head to look at me, pulling out his earplugs, and then glances at the clock, making sure that I didn't come early.

"Are you sure you at least tried to sleep?" he asks.

"Yes," I lied. He wouldn't be happy if I'd told him the truth. He takes one hand off of the wheel and holds it out. I climb into his lap, and the arm comes back, wrapping around my waist like a seat belt. No doubt that it was, considering he wasn't even wearing one himself. Not that he needs to…

I feel his lips on my hair, and they travel over to my ear, where he whispers, "I missed you."

I smile in the darkness, loving that he missed me, and also loving the sound of his deep sexy voice. "I missed you too." He chuckles, and I can feel the vibration throughout my entire body.

"Well, I would assume so. You're here, right?" He starts planting kisses all around my head, and if he were a normal teenage boy, I would be really scared of crashing. But he's not a normal teenage boy. And that's just the way I like him.

Before I know what's happening, sleep springs on me, taking advantage of the warmth and comfort I'm in. And I let it.

"Welcome to Pontiac, Michigan!" I wake up to a bunch of blurry people stretching and groggy. It was 8 A.M., so yeah. I was friggen tired. Seth, again, was the first one up, fully awake and jumping around. Now, I can see that all of the girls were getting up, the wolves (other than Seth) showing no signs of even being alive at the moment. I jump off the bunk and land on the ground, going through my bag for a hairbrush that I was in definite need of. "Aww, come on guys! It's time to get up and enjoy that day in Michigan before our Ticket Time!" Seth is now going to each bed and shaking the wolf that lie's there, being strangled almost every time.

"Seth, they would get up faster if you didn't piss them off. Now they're never going to get up," I say, stopping him from shaking Jake.

"Yeah, but if I get them pissed off enough, maybe they'll jump up and start chasing me, and then they'll be up," he says with an evil grin.

"Do you honestly think they'll leave their warm beds just to come chase you? No, Seth, you're just pissing them off." He thinks about it, then slumps his shoulders and walks away. Seth is so adorable! Especially his pouty face. I really find it hard to believe that he doesn't have a girlfriend yet.

"Bells?" A hoarse voice comes from right next to me. I turn around and stroke the face the voice belongs to.

"Good morning," I murmur back, kissing his lips lightly once. "It's time to wake up now." He groans and rolls over with a "Noooooooooo," and before I can stop him, he's lightly snoring. I shake my head and get all of our stuff packed back into the bags. When I looked out the window, I could tell it was a cold, but sunny day. I also figured out pretty fast that we were outside of a Best Western.

"Surprised, aren't you?" When you don't know that someone is there, they can really scare the shit out of you. This is a fact I've learned from being friends with werewolves.

I jumped about 3 feet in the air. "O M GOODNESS! Seth, damn you! Tell me when you're going to be there! Jeez! Anyways, why are we parked outside of a Best Western?" I'm finally able to regain my breath to ask this question.

"Well, last night I called in for reservations, because I thought we could stay here tonight. I didn't really think anyone would want to sleep on this RV if we didn't have to… I could change it-"

"No, no. Gosh, Seth, it's hard to be mad at you when you're so darn sweet and adorable!" He smiles at me, showing off his dimples. "Stop being cute!" I'm able to yell at him before finally giving in, and start smiling like an idiot at him.

By now, the rest of the wolves have begun to get up. Well, all but Jacob. I go over and start whisper his name. After a few minutes of failure from this tactic, I start screaming his name. Pushing and shoving him, until he finally falls off the edge of the bed. He just fell about 5 feet… And still hasn't woken up yet. Well, here goes nothing. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH H!" I scream bloody murder, until he's up by my side, acting like I was dying.

"Bella?! BELLA?!What's wrong? Did someone hurt you?" He was frantically asking questions, giving me no time to answer while turning over my body, looking for any marks.

"Bella, was that really necessary?" Paul asks from the other side of the room.

"Yes it was. Thank you, Bella. I've been trying to get him up for the past half hour," Rachel says from next to Paul, poking him in the stomach playfully, and giving me a grin.

"Wait, what?" A very confuzzled Jacob was standing next to me, not knowing what was going on.

"Jacob, I couldn't get you up, so I started to scream to get you awake. I shoved you off of the bunk and you slept like a baby," I explain.

"Oh… That wasn't very nice. I thought you were hurt. This will be exactly like the boy who cried wolf. Well, in this case, the girl who cried werewolf." I laughed at his little joke, easing the pain still left in his eyes. It made me feel kind of bad now. He was going insane just thinking I had been hurt… meh, it was worth it.

"Ok, so what should we do all day while we wait until eight? Hey, that rhymes!"Even though Quil has imprinted, and most of the other wolves… It doesn't stop them from acting like children like sometimes. He was spinning around in circles in a chair. I'm not complaining or anything, it's just really damn funny.

"Ummmm, oh! We should totes go ice-skating!" Claire says, climbing into the lap of Quil, spinning around with him.

"For the whole day?" Rachel asks, not so enthused as I was feeling.

"No, we could also do something else…. Any ideas?"

"Oh, we could go bowling, too!" I say, the idea just popping into my head.

And so that's how we spent the rest of our day. Bowling and ice skating. And lemme tell you. Bowling with werewolves isn't fun. Strike, after strike, after strike. But watching them try to ice skate… pretty damn hilarious.

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