Chapter Seven
Jacob's Point of View
I wake up the next morning Bella wrapped in my arms; I look at the clock seeing its 6:39 am. Just in time to get ready for school. Bella's still sleeping peacefully; somehow we managed not to fall off the couch. I really didn't want to wake her up but we can't explain why we were late to school because technically were not dating but we will be married for a month, and Bella shouldn't be late to her second day of school. Slyly I sneak out from under her, and messing my bed up a bit, so she would think she just fell asleep in my room and not on top of me.
Racing down the stairs to get breakfast started I stumble over the last one, and land on my face at the bottom. I look up sheepishly to see Charlie and Billy rolling with laughter. I glare at them and pick myself from the floor and walk towards the kitchen pausing only once to shaking my head at the two grown men who were on the floor holding their bellies laughing. Bella comes down stairs just as the bacon gets done, she's dressed in skinny blue jeans, and a white halter top; her jacket tucks neatly over her arm in the same hand that holds her backpack.
"Smells good Jake" She smiles at me, grabbing the orange juice from the fridge. "You have some… dirt on your forehead." She says before Charlie and Billy erupt with a second fit of laughter. "What's up with them?" I shrug at her question wiping the gunk from my face with the back of my hand.
"Foods done" I announce and turn to head back up to change for school.
"You gunna eat something" Bella asks looking down at her plate.
"I ate while I cooked." I walk as fast as I could from the kitchen to the stairs. I take them three at a time, and cross to my bed room. I throw on a pair of blue jeans and a long sleeved blue shirt. I grabbing my coat and book bag, and slowly take the stairs down this time. Both men looked at me expectantly as the last step comes into range; I step over it watching them with a small glare in my eyes.
"Ready to go?" Bella asks me grabbing the keys from the counter, and glancing at the clock.
"Yea" I smile, and head out the front door and into the passenger side of the truck, as she slides easily into the driver's side. We pull into the parking lot and we get ambushed by Quil and Embry, both acting like idiots.
"Bella, you ready for your second day of school" Embry shouts over the nonexistent roar of the parking lot. "So I heard you two are gunna be married for a month!" He says nudging my arm, and grinning wildly at me.
"Uh yea sure Embry, I got to go do something before school starts see you two later." I scoot towards Bella hooking her arm into the crook in my elbow to save her from them. "You coming Bella, you said you'd help me out" Not a total lie, just not the thing she expected she would help with.
"Uh yea Jake" She walks with me, arm in arm into the school building. "So what's the important thing you gotta take care of?"
"I wanna get to class early so we can work on our assignment for Life Education; I have a lot to learn about you before weeks end." She blushes grabbing her books from her locker, and turns back to me when I have my books in hand. We turn to walk down the hall, and spot Sam yelling at Leah. Bella bites her lip glancing up at me. "We shouldn't get involved." I tell her and we walk around them keeping our eyes averted. We walk into math class and sit down in the back of the room. Mr. Garrison has his feet on the desk and notes on the board, tomorrow is a test so we usually don't do much the day before. Bella copies down here notes quickly, I follow doing the same. She turns to me when she's finished watching me as I finish up.
I look up to find her staring me in the eyes, when she realizes I'm watching her she blushes and looks down at her hands. I level my gaze on her eye lids till she finally looks back up turning bright red. She remains quiet as the rest of the class files in taking their places and jotting down the notes placed carefully onto the board by the students that had detention last night. The room eventually picks up with sound as the kids finish their assignment for the day. I can pick up tid bits conversations around me, the "popular girls" are talking about shoes, and how they can't believe I'm spending all my time with Bella. I want to jump to my feet and take their heads off for that one. The guys near the girls are chatting easily about how lucky I am to be "with" the new girl no matter how white she is. And Sam and his gang who sit behind me are talking about some change, twice I hear my name come up and the girl a few times but that's about it what their saying is beyond me and I mean it, I don't want anything to do with them or their conversations. I turn my attention back to Bella who's studying my face, when my eyes catch hers she blushes looking down into her lap.
I scoot my desk over to Bella's and sit next to her so we can talk without yelling across the aisle, my movement gives the other students the idea and they one at a time form their own small groups, Sam and his gang somehow end up sitting right next to mine and Bella's. I look up into Bella's chocolate brown eyes, suddenly feeling very protective of the small girl in front of me. I take one of her hands into mind feeling the softness of her skin between my rough grease stained hands rubbing my callused finger tips over the palms of her hands. Bella pulls her hand suddenly away from mine, when she spots a girl watching us from across the room, a murderous glare plastered to her face, boring deeply into my Bella's now scared looking face. I laugh quietly and pull her hand back.
"Don't worry about them" I whisper. She smiles watching her hands in mine. I zone out everyone but Bella for the rest of the class making it pass faster than it ever has. Not even Sam and his gang bug me.
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The rest of the classes go by quickly till Life Education. We sit there staring at the board quiet waiting for Mr. Lowe to make an appearance.
"I will be passing out a contract for you and your partner to sign saying you will do this project; then I will send it home to your parents for them to sign saying they will help out with the project and help you out." He says loud enough for us all the hear passing out each contract pulling on up on the projector so we can all go over signing it. I place my pen to paper quickly for each line; signing my life to Bella's for this short month of a project.