I liked Jake in this chapter. Just so cute! :)

3. Almost Best Friends

We scheduled the mock signing for next week so that I'd have time to enjoy the sights before becoming too busy for leisure.

When I woke up, there were two new messages on m mobile. The first was from Caleb.

Hey, sorry if I woke you up or anything. Just wondering if you want to go on a "field trip" today with me?

Aww! How sweet! I'll ask Mom later.

The next one was from Jake.

You in London yet? I'm dying here without you! Love you hon.

I nearly wanted to cry. I dialed his number and waited for him to pick up.

"Hello?" Jake answered groggily. Sounds like I woke him up.

I didn't immediately respond. I missed him so much that I just want to listen to his voice.

"Hello?" he said again, irritation edging his voice. "Look, if you have nothing better to do, why don't you jump off a building than ruin people's sleep."

"Even that won't stop me from calling," I said in an amused tone.

"Ness!" he finally said. I could tell he was wide awake now.

"Sorry if I ruined your beauty sleep," I apologized.

"Nah, s'okay," he reassured. "Why'd you call?"

"Nothing . . . I just . . . miss you," I replied. Beads of tears were forming at the corners of my eyes.

"I miss you, too," he replied. "I wish I could be there."

"I do, too," I said. "Take care of yourself, okay?"

"Ha, me, a werewolf, get into gigantic trouble?" he said. "When has that ever happened?"

I laughed a single timid chuckle.

"You take care of yourself," he said. "Your boyfriend's not there, so don't expect anyone to save the day. Your mother just happens to be the clumsiest creature on Earth."

I laughed again.

"Okay," I replied. Tears were falling freely now. I wish he was here. "I love you," I added after a moment's hesitation.

"I love you, too," he replied.

"I know," I said. "I'll see you real soon, okay?"

"Yep. Bye."

"Bye." I snapped the phone shut and wiped my tears. How dysfunctional it was to be without him.

After just a few minutes, my phone rang again.

"Hello?" I said after answering.

"Hey, I didn't wake you up or anything, right?" Caleb asked.

"Nope. No worries."

"Good. Ready yet?"

"Oh, I haven't asked Mo—Bella yet," I replied. Close. "But I'll do it right now. I'll check you later, okay?"

"Sure."

I went to the bathroom, took a shower and brushed my teeth.

"Hey, hon," Mom greeted me with my plate of breakfast.

"Thanks, Mom," I said. "So Dad, what do you say?"

"What do I say about what?" he replied.

"Oh, come on," I complained. "I know both of you heard the conversation."

"Of course."

"So?"

"So what?"

"What do you say?"

"I just did."

"Daad," I moaned.

"I said of course, didn't I?"

"Oh." I kissed him on the cheek as a sign of thanks. I handed my plate to Mom and kissed her too.

When I got to my room, I dialed Caleb's number.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Caleb, Bella and Edward said yes," I said in a rush.

"Brilliant," he replied. "I'll be right over."

"Great. Can't wait. See you in a few." I snapped the phone shut and put my essentials in my clutch: phone, iPod, pen, ID. I never really put on any make up so I wasted the time away by trying to add lyrics to Jake's song.

"Let me hold you for the last time. It's the last chance to feel again." I sang the line over and over, but for once, no lyrics came to me.

Then the doorbell rang.

"It's Caleb, right Dad?" I asked.

"Yep," he replied.

I opened the door and saw my major crush on my doorstep. I almost fainted.

"Ready?" he asked. He was wearing a very casual t-shirt under a jacket. He was also wearing a pair of Levi's and a very stylish pair of Converses.

Stunned, I just nodded.

"Bye, Bella. See you later, Edward," I said to my parents. Sorry, Dad, I thought with a grimace. He just winked at me.

I followed him to the ground floor and through the parking lot.

"Whoa," I exclaimed after he got into the driver's seat. "This is your car?"

"What you don't like it?" he asked, confused.

"Don't like?" I spluttered. "You're talking about a Ferrari FXX. I've been wanting one forever. My parents won't even let me drive the F40 we have back home."

"Then get in," he answered simply.

When I finally managed to stop staring at it, I slid in the passenger seat.

"Ready to get your fill of England?" he asked.

I'm already getting it, I thought, staring into his eyes.

I slapped myself mentally and nodded.

Haha. i don't know much about cars. :)