I was supposed to upload this chapter 2 days ago but on the first day the internet went weird and on the second day I had loads of homework. I will go back to normal uploading chapters.

"Hi ", I said trying not to be surprised.

"Hey Jacob how are you nowadays?" asked Lizzie.

"Good", I replied. "Hey how come you're using a laundrette, I thought girls would have stuff like washing machines."

"My mother was being a pain so I moved in with my sister", she replied. "As far as my sister is concerned if it's not a car or a motor bike she's not buying it and that includes washing machines!"

I laughed. Lizzie then put the clothes in the washing machine, put the money in the machine and started it up. The washing machine then made this horrible loud noise it makes when it's washing clothes. Maybe that's another reason why I didn't buy a washing machine.

"God I hate the awful racket this rubbish thing makes", said Lizzie.

The washing machine for me then stopped. I took my shirt out. Lizzie then stared at it.

"You used the laundrette just to wash one shirt", said Lizzie, staring at me.

"It's a long story", I said.

"I like long stories", said Lizzie.

"I'd rather not get into it", I said.

"Let me guess angry girlfriend", she said.

I flinched. I knew I and Nessie were soul mates but we never actually called each other boyfriend and girlfriend.

"Yeah I suppose you could say that", I replied.

"What?" asked Lizzie. "Angry ex girlfriend."

I thought for a second. Could you really break up with your soul mate? I knew me and Nessie weren't on speaking terms but I'd hardly say we had broken up.

"No not really, it's complicated", I said.

"Hmm, I get you it's like that with me and Carl", said Lizzie.

"Is Carl your boyfriend?" I asked trying not to be upset.

"Yes and no", said Lizzie. "It's like you and that girl. Except he doesn't throw what looks to be pasta all over me."

I didn't take that as an offense and decided to go.

"Look I'm going to go home", I said.

"Wait how did you get here", asked Lizzie.

"Oh I just...walked", I said quickly.

I wasn't going to tell her I ran here in werewolf form.

"Well I'll drive you home", said Lizzie.

I thought about it. The idea of being transported home in probably some grotty student car didn't seem very appealing.

"Look seriously I don't live that far away I'll walk", I replied.

"No I insist I give you a lift", said Lizzie.

I eventually had to give in, I was running out of excuses. I had to face up to whatever dumb student car she had. Although when I got to her car I was pleasantly surprised. Her car was a silver top of the range BMW. The wheels on it were just amazing.

"Whoa", I said. "Nice car."

"Nice", said Lizzie. "It's better than nice its top of the range."

"Ok, no need to boast", I said. "I just thought it would be...."

"Grotty, student-y", said Lizzie.

"Yeah", I replied.

"Ok you seriously thought that after I spend so much money on something I can't even afford a top of the range car", she said.

I flinched. When she put it that way I felt embarrassed. She just laughed.

"So where do you live?" she asked.

"La Push", I replied.

Lizzie stared at me.

"You live in La Push and walked here!" exclaimed Lizzie. "That's miles away."

"Ever heard of exercise", I said quickly.

Lizzie chuckled.

"Just get in", said Lizzie.

So I got in and she then drove me home. When I arrived at home, I was about to get out of the car when she told me to wait.

"Wait", she said searching threw her bag.

When she eventually finished searching her bag she gave me a piece of paper with some digits on it.

"That's my number", she said.

"Oh right thanks", I said.

I then got out a piece of paper from my pocket and a pen too and starting scribbling down my mobile number. I then gave it to Lizzie. She thanked me then waved goodbye before driving off. I looked at the piece of paper she gave me which had her name Lizzie Written on it like this:

Lizzie

Her name also had hearts around it. I was definitely going to phone her.