Chapter four- A Black Swan
"What would your mother say if she saw you down here with that in your hand, Isabella Marie Swan?"
Isabella was sitting behind a wall in the large gardens her father owned, shielding her self from passing visitors sights.
She had a long cigarette in her dainty hand, and her dress was all creased and stained from sitting on the grass, and her cheeks were caked in bits of mud.
Her hair wasn't much better either; it was hanging loose out of its bun, and had matted round her neck from the heat. Some how though she still managed to look beautiful.
"She would say…" Isabella began to say in her husky southern accent.
"Izzy Marie, did you not think to safe me some of that?"
She took anougher drag, while imitating her mother's childish pout.
"HaHa I suppose you are right about that!" Jacob Black said chuckling as he slid down the wall and sat next to her.
Jacob was seventeen years old, and was very muscular and dark skinned.
He had short spiky black hair, and big black eyes.
Today, he was wearing a white shirt that was folded up at the sleeves, and some of his buttons were undone at the chest. He was wearing smart black trousers to complete the look, and his feet were bare.
Isabella had always had a crush on him, and couldn't help but have inappropriate thoughts about him, just like many of the other girls did.
They had been best friends for about 10 years now, since Jacob moved just down the road from Isabella and her father Charlie, while he lived with his father Billy, who were both very well off families.
Their fathers were always punishing them and scolding them for their childish behaviour.
Jacob took the cigarette out of her hand and took a drag.
"Hey Jake!" Isabella shouted pretending to be mad.
"Hey Bella." Jacob replied casually as he took anougher drag and exhaled the smoke into Isabella's face.
"Right that's it!" She said as she tackled Jacob on the grass.
"Oh so that's how it's going to be is it Miss Texas?"
He rolled her over so he was on top of her and began to tickle her.
"No-Ja-ke-st-stop-ca-nt-breath!" Isabella said through fits of giggles.
The sun began to go down, leaving a beautiful shade of caramel behind it.
"Shit!" Isabella shouted as she pushed Jacob roughly off her.
"Shit." She said again as she picked up the hem of her dress and began to run.
"Charlie's going to kill me!" she drawled out in her thick accent.
"Hey!" Jacob shouted and began to run after her.
"I'll race you!" He winked at her and began to over take.
"Not fair, you know I can't run in a dress!" Isabella whined as she ran faster.
They were both laughing as they spread their arms out, and the breeze rushed past them.
Soon enough they had arrived at the iron gates. Jacob pushed it open and turned around to look at Isabella.
"Bye Bella." Jacob grinned showing his perfect, white teeth.
"Bye handsome" She winked at him.
With that Jacob took Isabella's dainty chin between his fingers, and kissed her so very softly, as if he was trying not to hurt her.
Isabella felt her heart flutter, but all to soon he let go, and turned around to go his separate way.
She ran home down the path as fast as she could, hoping to be able to clean herself up, before Charlie noticed she was a mess and late home again.
You may be able to clean your clothes and wash your face Bella, but your soul will not become clean just like that!