So I know this is a fast update, yes? :D Absolutely loath the fact that school is coming in a little over a week from now – I also loath the fact that my schedule has managed to screw itself up and now I'm stuck taking a Mandarin class 8th period. Unless I can manage to change it to band! :D ... which means my beloved flute shall come back to me! haha! Either or... there's school, homework, responsibilities, ect. ect. -_-
So I'll distract myself and write! :3 I think it sounds like a lovely plan :) Anyways… *pause* moo. And thank chu lovelies for reading ^-^
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**Jelly-Bean-Jr.
Lakota's point of view:
"Quil! You have to hand it over!" I yell angrily, shaking my fist while Quil trotted his furry ass around my backyard with the dog toy hanging out of his mouth. Nearly mocking me as he squeaked the toy in his mouth with every little doggy skip he took. Simply refusing to hand it over while both Embry and Jacob played tug of war with a freaking branch that could, quite possibly, just be a skinny looking tree trunk. Jesum; to think they'd try to act like well-trained oversized dogs. But no! They're like gigantic puppies who won't listen to their master. Scowling I pat my knee and whistle for Quil to come over for about the fourth time.
"Come on, Quil. Give Lakota the toy," I coax, holding my hand out, "give the toy to Koty, come on," I call out, whistling again. Stopping mid-trot Quil swings his head over to look at me, his tail wagging and thumping against the ground. Grinning widely in accomplishment I take a step towards him to retrieve the squeak toy from his mouth, but the moment my foot managed to bring itself forward and connect with the ground Quil barks at me, then sprints to the other side of the freaking yard. Staring after him in frustration and giving myself a well-earned facepalm I grumble under my breath.
And to think I thought this was going to be fun.
SNAP!
Jumping in surprise I look over at Jacob and Embry, raising an eyebrow at the fact the two idiots managed to pull the branch/skinny tree trunk clean in half, both of them holding their halves sheepishly in their drooling mouths.
"You have got to be kidding me," I mutter, crossing my arms unhappily and decide to use my best trained dog to solve my problem, "Jacob!" I shout, making him drop the stick, his tail starting to wag. Smiling in satisfaction I point over to Quil who resumed his trotting of the yard like the nugget he is.
"Sic 'em boy!" I yell out happily, looking back at Quil who, just for the moment, looked a little worried as Jacob charged forward and tackled him.
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"I said I was sorry," I insist, watching Quil moan and groan on the couch, holding his broken arm to his chest, "and, besides," I continue, grabbing a spoonful of ice cream, "you only have yourself to blame for this; it is your fault after all," I smile, patting his knee while he glared at me.
"My fault? How is it my fault! ?" Scoffing I shake my head, how clueless is he?
"If you would've just handed over the toy like you're SUPPOSED to, we wouldn't be in this mess!" I exclaim, giving him a dirty look. Shaking his head he lets out a short laugh.
"Maybe I didn't want to hand it over! I caught it, why should I give it back to you just so you can throw it away again?" he objects angrily, every last drop of his seriousness pouring into his sentence. Gah! He had no right! I bought that toy fair and square, the least he could do was return the damn thing instead of making me chase him around the yard like some idiot.
"That's the point of fetch!" I yell back, shoveling more ice cream in my mouth to express my anger.
"Says you!"
"Says every damn person and every intelligent dog around the world!"
"Are you saying I'm not a smartdog?"
"Don't be such a nugget!"
"Hey! You made Jacob break my arm for crying out loud! How do you expect me to-"
"Would you guys just cut it out? This is so stupid," Embry mutters, shaking his head and looking between the two of us, mending his own wounds from trying to pry Jacob off of Quil while Jacob spends his time in the backyard looking for the dismembered bits of the squeak toy.
"The only thing stupid here is Quil," I grumble. And Quil, being Quil, opened his mouth to object, only to have Jacob magically appear out of nowhere and throw the squeaking center of the toy at Quil's head.
"She's right, you should've just gave her the toy in the first place," Groaning in frustration he throws a miniature fit next to me on the couch, "and," Jacob continues, "I want both you and Embry out. I'm going to be spending the rest of the night with Lakota by myself," he smiles, plopping down on the couch. His arm carelessly draping over my shoulder and pulling me into his cuddly warmth. Whining Embry leans forward, giving a slight pout.
"What? That's not fair – you can't just nearly rip off Quil's arm and slice me in half then kick us out," he objects, spouting what I assumed were puppy dog eyes. Shaking his head, Jacob sighs in distress, gesturing towards the door.
"I have important things to discuss with Lakota," he states simply, giving both Quil and Embry a look, the two of them nodding back slowly in understanding. Save for Quil and his stupid all-knowing smirk; which gives me the wild guess that this is the big imprint talk I already had with Seth.
"Oh, right, right. We'll leave you two at it then," Embry grins, giving me a rather disturbing wink and practically gallops out of the house, Quil skipping along right behind him. Shaking my head I lean back, closing my eyes, blindly putting another spoonful of ice cream into my mouth.
"We're alone," Jacob whispers quietly into my ear, the tummy flutters hitting full force. Clearing my throat I brush it off and shrug weakly.
"Not like we haven't been alone before," I point out nonchalantly, just to get under his skin. Hiding my smile and opening my eyes as he wrinkled his nose, pouting a bit at my unenthusiastic answer.
"Well, I mean, it's our first time being alone today. Which means I can give you your present!" he quips happily. Rolling my eyes I cross my arms unhappily.
"You're very late on the present giving. I don't even think I should accept it."
"But you will," he sighs out, reaching behind him to pull something out of his back pocket, but keeping it hidden within the clutches of his beefy hand. So I immediately assumed that it wasn't the paddle ball he still owes me – a shame, really. Peeking up at his face I raise an eyebrow, curiosity getting the best of my wonderful self. To think, maybe he went as far as to get me jewelry. Maybe a free pass to all the free Ben&Jerry's ice cream I could want? I could feel the drool pooling just at the thought; what a beautiful present that would be. Or, if it is jewelry, it's probably a wedding ring. You know, considering I'm stuck with this lump forever now. But, hey. Might as well make the best of it with a ring, am I right?
… or am I starting to sound like some gold digger?
Considering it for a moment I just shake the thought out of my head, deciding that, since it is Jacob, it was probably something homemade. Pushing back the happy flutters and a smile I reach out to tap his closed hand, experimentally peeling back one of his fingers to take closer inspection of the hidden object. Looking up at his encouraging smile I poke my tongue out, dramatically pulling back another one of his fingers, catching a glimpse of something wooden. Oh yes, definitely hand made. To be honest, I guess I would've been disappointed if it was just something he bought… and don't start getting the wrong idea, I'd rather be caught dead than to ever admit Jacob's homemade presents are better than anything money could buy. Because I simply won't. That, my friends, is a sentence you will never hear from me.
"I know it's a surprise for you; but you're killing me with suspense," he grins, easily opening his hand up all the way to reveal my present. Oh lookie. How ironic.
"It's a wooden wolf… and a wooden heart," I state, picking up the two pendants carefully, observing the very interesting detail. Jacob blushes a bit, reaching back in his pocket for a necklace chain, offering it sheepishly.
"I know you don't wear jewelry that much, but I thought it'd be a bit more romantic than just giving you some gift card for an ice cream shop," I smirk a little, hooking the pendants on the chain.
"You're right on that, and since it's a present from you, I absolutely love it," I gush, allowing the tween-girl inside me have her moment, leaning up to peck Jacob on the cheek. Blushing an even brighter red he rubs the back of his neck, shrugging a little.
"It's really no big deal," rolling my eyes and shaking my head I bring it around my neck, clipping it on before Jacob had time to offer.
"Well if you're going to act oh-so modest, I guess I shouldn't give you another kiss in gratitude," I chirp, satisfied when he pouted.
"I wouldn't go as far as to say that…" he trails off, but smiles nonetheless, kissing the top of my head, "happy birthday."
Short…
But it was a fast update!~
And now you're wondering why I'm putting in an end note – simply because I want to advertise! :3 Meaning I wish to ask all you reviewers to go onto fictionpress and look up my name as somewheresweetilay and check out three short poems I wrote myself and tell me what you think :) Much appreciated!