Considering re-writing "What a Twisted Happy Ending"… I think I can do better.
I had to read the graduation part of Eclipse again, and I was attacked with major whining from Bella that made me want to claw my eyes out. But I also noticed that she's not as freaking stoned or serious as she is in the movies. She just whines a lot. Regardless, onto the dialogue clogged chapter!
(And Merry Christmas!)
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**Jelly-Bean-Jr.
(Who's also enjoying chocolate covered sunflower seeds and new sweatpants)
Lakota's point of view:
"My face looks funny."
"No it doesn't."
"Uhm, hello, since when are eyelids red?"
"Since red's your color, that's when."
"That's stupid."
"Good, now it fits your stupid personality."
"Touché girl version of Jacob."
"I'm five seconds away from strangling you."
"Why's my hair all curly?"
"It's because I curled it."
"Why?"
"Jacob likes curly hair."
"Why do I care what Jacob likes?"
"Because he's your date."
"My face is a little pale looking."
"Pink blush, Kota. Now stop fussing and shut up!"
"Raaaaaachel," I whine, bouncing up and down in a very uncomfortable vanity stool. Claire and Quil were off to the side playing some weird version of patty cake, ignoring my complaints and being otherwise useless. And how Claire got here I will not ask, as long as a SWAT team doesn't bust in here, I'm all for it. Because, hey, a happier Quil is better than a freaking depressed Quil.
Plus Claire was cute.
For a hyper active kid anyways.
I was almost sure she'd grow up to be Quil's little princess. And I'm sure a few good influences from mwah could make her all the more better.
I stare back at myself in the mirror, furrowing my eyebrows curiously with a unhappy grumble. Rachel yanks at a curl on my head.
"Hey!" I yelp, thrashing my arms blindly behind me in a spazzy fashion, slapping at Rachel's wrists now and then.
"Hey!" she yelps back, and the next thing I know we're in a semi-spazzy wrist slapping fight. Don't get me wrong, I've experienced the whole 'playing with mommy's make up' stage and whatnot, and I'll be honest and say Rachel did a bang up job and that I looked especially hot right now.
But jesum, I really needed to rub my eyes. And after encountering the consequences the first time, I really didn't want to go through that intense burning sensation again. Or have to deal with Rachel complaining that I ruined her hard work while I losing my eyesight and slowly suffering. Honestly, how hard could it be to apply make-up? I'm already good enough looking as it is. And Jacob's never complained at my lack of effort.
"You're painful to watch Koty, I'd hate to see you on your wedding day," Quil practically sings, bouncing Claire on his knee while she giggled. I scowl slightly, glaring at the reflection of Quil in the mirror while Rachel made a show of fluffing out my hair.
"You're all done!" I give Rachel a look at her over excited yelling but can't help from grinning at her.
"Great, I'm starving," I groan, stretching out and fully prepared to just skip my tushy out of the room. Rachel's hand suddenly clamps down on my shoulder, keeping me put with a slight scowl that was so oddly nonthreatening that it reminded me of Jacob.
"I don't think so. You don't get to eat until Jacob takes you out to dinner," I give Rachel an incredulous look, the thought of not eating for possibly the next 5 hours making my stomach want to eat itself.
"Yeah, how about screw that? And I'll just grab a quick quart of ice cream," I say as casually and innocently as I can, smoothing out the dress I was wearing to keep my hands from going right to her throat. Claire giggles happily in the background at the mention of the sugary treat and I send a quick look to Quil to let him know that I was most definitely not sharing with his imprint.
I wouldn't be sharing with anybody. Ever.
Okay, maybe Jacob. But that's only if I was in a good mood.
"Kota," Rachel pouts, latching onto my arm like a little kid, "pretty please? You want to show up Bella at her graduation, don't you?" Ugh.
"Not really," I huff half convincingly, because the idea was typical teenage girl revenge, "maybe a little bit," I shrug, pouting when Rachel smirks and pats the top of my head.
"There, so you agree. Now all we have to do is go fetch Jacob."
"Actually, he's been waiting outside of the bedroom door for a while now, Rach," Quil pips in casually, grinning when Claire started rattling off something about the latest Disney princess. Rachel rolls her eyes, scowling and yanking the door open, glaring instantly when she was met with a sheepish Jacob.
"You are such a pervert!" She starts off angrily, her hands flailing around while she scolded Jacob. Jacob, listening for a few moments lets his eyes slide over to mine and I grin widely, waving at him enthusiastically. Smirking in response he waves back happily, ignoring the ever so oblivious Rachel. His eyes move down towards my dress and heels then shoots back up to my face as he gave me two thumbs up. I snort.
How romantic.
"Are you even listening to me! ?"
"Oh. Uhm, no. Sorry," Rachel scowls, giving her little brother who, by the way, wasn't so little, a slap to the back of the head.
"Pervert," she mutters for the second time, pushing past him.
Jacob rolls his eyes at her, bounding over as he wraps his arms around me and lifts me up.
"My, my, don't you look gorgeous." My damn stomach flips and flutters, and I have no choice but to glare at Jacob to keep my girly dignity.
"I better be. Your sister nearly killed me."
"You're overreacting."
"Am not."
"Are too."
"You weren't here!"
"I was right outside the door!" My eyes narrow at him, and I poke his forehead instead of making some weird animal noise. I'm sure Rachel would find a reason to scold me for it. Only sparing me a pout I gesture for him to set me down, which he easily complies but doesn't unwrap himself from around my waist. I figured it'd probably be in my best interest to pass the 'waist touching' off as cute.
"I'll pretend you won this round, Jake, but only because I'm hungry. So… off to the vampire den where I can eat whatever food they serve humans!" Groaning at that his arm goes around my shoulders.
"Do you have to put it that way?" I raise an eyebrow.
"What part what way?"
"The whole vampire den thing. It makes bringing you over there harder to do." Jesum, I have to resist the urge to glare at him. He was making it sound like I invited myself over there. Because, hey, if he has that much of a problem with it…
"So I can just not go?" I ask semi-hopefully, even though the part of my brain that really knows Jacob reminded me that, no matter what, I was going. This being Jacob Black and everything.
"No, you're going. And that's only because Quil and Embry are coming too."
"Wha- hey! Why are you dragging me over there?" Quil whined from the sidelines a small pout on his face, which ultimately made Claire mimic his pout into one of her own. Jacob frowns and gives Quil a thoughtful look before shrugging.
"I need you there," he says simply, and apparently that's all Quil needs as an explanation before he nods his obedience. Freaking pushover. Shaking my head slowly at him in disapproval before tugging at Jacob's hand to leave the bedroom.
"Come on, let's just-"
"-we're going now?" Quil butts in, standing up with Claire in his arms, making the miniature girl/person giggle happily at being, like, 7 feet off the ground. I don't know, I'd have to measure Quil later.
"Yes Quil, now. Embry's already outside waiting."
"Quil, just hand the kid over to Rachel and let's get this over with. I want to go on my date," I complain, watching Quil's eyes widen before he grins widely.
"Awe! You and Jacob's first date?" Did he have to be such a girl about it? Shaking my head I tug at Jacob's hand harder. Sure, I guess it's always good for a girl to have some kind of girl friend to hang out with, but Quil can just overdo it sometimes.
"Just shut up and get moving."
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"Is it too late to turn around?" I ask right away, staring up at the vampire's little liar. Or big lair, because I was starting to get the suspicion that if I didn't attach myself to Jacob's hip, I would get lost and then accidentally stumble into the vampire eating room or whatever. And I wasn't exactly sure whether or not my stomach was strong enough for that kind of thing. Frowning I glance up at Jacob's completely calm face, then over to Quil and Embry as they wrinkled their noses and tensed up.
"Come on, Kota, we got this far, plus we'll only be in there for a few minutes. Okay?" I give Jacob a look and pointedly reach out to grab his hand in mine, tugging him close.
"Fine. Just don't let go of my hand, I don't want to get lost." Ignoring Jacob's shit eating grin I busy myself with staring at the ground, feeling more like a kid with each passing second. And Quil obnoxiously nudging me in the back knowingly did nothing to help. Moving over to my other side Embry reaches out and presses the tip of his fingers against my wrist, slightly in front of me in a protective stance while Quil remained behind me, creating a circle of shape shifters with me smack dab in the middle. And it made walking in a house full of vampires a lot less fun than I originally thought. Not that I thought it'd be fun to begin with, but seriously.
This sucks.
Jacob squeezes my hand gently, and I look up at him curiously, my tummy fluttering when I saw him smile down at me.
"Relax, Lakota. You'll be fine, I'll protect you with my life, and so will Quil and Embry." Nodding slowly I look over my shoulder at Quil and he winks at me with one of his annoying grins. Looking to my right I raise an eyebrow at Embry and he flashes a less annoying grin my way. Huffing a little I nod reluctantly, giving the front door of the mansion a dirty look. Freaking vampires. No. Freaking Bella. This much stress could not be good for a teenage girl heart; I only live so long, you know. After purposely leaning all of his weight into ringing the door bell some random teenager opens up and Jacob practically skips into the house like it was some kind of paradise, while both Embry and Quil looked ready to drop dead.
And watching Jacob wave like an over enthusiastic puppy towards Bella made me want to gouge my eyes out and then drop dead myself.
And then, instantly, Jacob's hand left mine and he lurched forward after Bella's retreating form. I stared after him, absolutely terrified for a whole 2 seconds before he stopped, looked back, walked over to me, and grabbed my hand in his before continuing on his journey after Bella. And judging by the stupid smile on his face and him entwining our fingers together, he did that on purpose.
Nugget.