Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, Stephieboo Mizzie-bear does... but, after this chapter I'll own a hell of a lot of hate mail...
A/N: So, I got some sweet feedback for my sour lemon and I was really excited to see you guys so moved by Nessie and Jakey's first time together! I want to dedicate this chapter to my best friend Alex for being my rock and my super-coo-wa-ee (or whatever it is GwenStef says...) bestiest friend. I would also like to dedicate this one to ExXxJ (Erin), xXKenzieCheerXx (Makenzie) and Regencygirl. Not to mention Chelsea for being awesome as well. There's a ton of peolple I want to mention but, again, I don't have enough time so, here's chapter 26, I know it's all you really want!
Enjoy!
Jacob
"Babe, I got you! You're not going to fall, I promise!" I gripped Renesmee's waist and she screeched again.
"Jacob, don't let go!" She laughed, gripping my forearms and slipping on the ice below us.
"I won't, I promise." I laughed, steadying her so she could stand upright.
"Let go of her already!" Jared yelled, skating in circles around us.
"Don't!" Renesmee screeched, pushing her face into my chest.
"I won't, don't listen to Jared." I told her, hugging her close. She slipped a little and I held her upright again, kissing her forehead. A loud thud on the ice made me look up and laugh when I'd realized Paul had hit the ice and landed flat on his back.
"Loser!" Seth laughed, skating backwards around Paul. Paul gave him the finger and tried to haul himself back up. Quil and Embry were throwing huge ice chunks at each other, laughing like two idiots at a stupid convention.
Renesmee was scared shitless, slipping and sliding in the old ice skates that used to belong to my mom when she was a teenager. My mom had tried to give them to Rachel or Rebecca but they both rejected them, saying they would never skate anyway. So I brought them for Renesmee to use. She slid them on effortlessly but as soon as she got onto the ice she was a mess.
"I'm going to let you go," I warned, slowly letting go of Renesmee. She whimpered and started drifting away as I did. Her face lit up when she started to skate forward and she became more comfortable, moving with more ease than before. I smiled and nodded, urging her to keep going. Jared flew by and made her wobble before skating back and grabbing Renesmee, throwing her over his shoulder and skating towards the snow bank at the end of the frozen-over lake we were skating on.
"JARED LET ME DOWN!" Renesmee screamed, flailing her arms and legs as Jared skated in circles, spinning and speeding around the frozen ice like a pro.
"Nope." Jared smiled, continuing on with Renesmee over his shoulder.
"JARED!" Renesmee screeched. When he didn't put her down Renesmee reached between Jared's legs and grabbed his nuts.
"SON OF A BITCH!" Jared yelled like a little girl and fell, dropping Renesmee. The only thing going through my mind was, Dear God, someone please catch her… catch her! Then, as if he was answering my prayers, Embry stumbled out with his skinny ass arms and caught Renesmee as she fell. They both tumbled down onto the ice, but it was better than her hitting her head on the ice or hurting herself.
They both landed with a thud, one on top of each other, laughing hysterically. Embry was still laughing when he scrambled to his feet and pulled Renesmee up with him.
"That's what you get." Renesmee stuck her tongue out at Jared who was still on the floor, gripping his tender nuts.
"Alright, alright," I mumbled, skating over to Renesmee and taking her hand from Embry's. I pulled her effortlessly with me as I skated backwards, gliding easily. I've been ice skating and roller skating since I was eight. I used to play ice hockey with the guys back in grade school so I would like to think I'm pretty damn good at it. Renesmee's face had fear written all over it but I just led her into a deep, narrow path guarded by trees so the guys wouldn't see us.
"Where are you taking me, Jacob?" Renesmee laughed.
"You'll see, my Nessie." I winked and Renesmee giggled. I led her back until the end of the path where I let go of her and she stopped cold in her tracks.
"Jake, don't let me go." She complained, holding her hands out to keep her steady.
"Why?" I asked, skating around her in a slow circle.
"Jacob Black." Renesmee warned, her voice shaking.
"Renesmee Cullen." I scolded right back and she put her hands on her hips, looking up and sucking her teeth.
"Jake, seriously," She laughed, looking back at me as I came back around into her line of sight.
"You know you're completely irresistible when you're angry." I winked as I came back her way.
"Jacob, stop, you're making me nervous." Renesmee put her hands out to grab me.
"Why am I making you nervous?" I asked, leaning in, closing my circle in closer and closer.
"Because you're circling me like a shark," Renesmee crossed her arms when she couldn't catch me and she looked so frustrated I almost laughed.
"A shark, huh?" I asked, getting closer to the love of my life as a slow smile began to spread across those lips of hers. "I don't bite…" I stopped and then amended my statement, "Sometimes…"
"I bite." Renesmee smiled, "Come over here and I'll show you." Renesmee said suggestively. I raised my eyebrows and leaned in, slowing down. Renesmee put her arms behind her back and I put my finger under her chin and pushed her mouth up to mine, kissing her softly.
"You know that you're my everything, right?" I smiled once we'd broken off.
"I know." Renesmee smiled back and I laughed, putting my hands on her waist.
"Tired of the ice yet?" I asked, holding her in close, slowly skating with her. Renesmee gasped and held onto the front of my coat, gripping it so tight her knuckles turned pale white.
"Jake, we're moving!" She said in a whisper. I let my head fall back and laughed. Renesmee put her cheek against my neck and let me lead us in a small circle. It was quiet with nothing but the sounds of our skates scratching the ice and the sound of Renesmee's erratic breathing.
I leaned down and kissed her forehead. This was our only alone moment together since yesterday. We were spending all day today with the guys, just hanging out. We went to the Sandwich Shack to pig out and then we drove to old Lake La Push which was completely frozen over so we decided to ice skate, something Renesmee's never done before.
"I love you so much Jake." Renesmee whispered and I chuckled.
"You know I love you," I whispered back and kissed Renesmee, knowing this was probably the best moment of my life. Just to be away from the guys for two seconds, just to be happy with Renesmee for a second was what really made me happy. No matter how cheesy and girly it sounds.
Which it probably does.
"Tomorrow's your big day." Renesmee smiled, leaning her chin against my chest.
"Yeah, don't remind me." I sighed, keeping us in a steady line down the rest of the frozen stream. Renesmee rolled her eyes and put her hands around my waist.
"Surely Mr. Star Quarterback wont mind a little pep rally." Renesmee pressed her cheek against my chest and sighed happily.
"I hate pep rally's." I groaned and Renesmee laughed, "I just show up when they call my name, smile, then leave." I complained. Renesmee kissed my chin and I looked down at her.
"I'll be cheering for you." She smiled and I pressed my lips against hers.
"Promise?" I chuckled and Renesmee laughed, music, ringing off the trees and icicles hanging off the leaves.
"Promise." Renesmee's laughter died off as she spoke and I couldn't help but kiss her once more. I mean, trust me, if she was your girlfriend you'd want to kiss her all the time too.
"ENOUGH TONSIL HOCKEY ALREADY!" Quil yelled, sliding and skidding into the path before stopping right before us.
"We're leaving for the pep rally practice, you comin'?" Quil asked, skating forward and getting closer to me than Renesmee.
"Yeah Quil. Just give me five seconds." I cut my eyes at him and he backed up, skittering back towards the guys.
"Do I ever get a minute alone with you?" I chuckled and Renesmee laughed lightly with me, letting me hold her hand so I could lead her back towards the guys.
"No," She chuckled, her gloved hand intertwined with mine, "But I still enjoy every second of it." She smiled.
* * *
"Alright class, if you thought I would let you off easy on the first day back from Winter Break then the snow must have got to your brain," Mr. Ty rubbed his hands together evilly and pushed his glasses back on the bridge of his nose.
"Mr. Ty, drop the act already, we know you're going to make us watch some boring movie so just get it over with," Paul complained. Mr. Ty narrowed his eyes at Paul before smiling and turning the lights off, taking those stupid glasses he had on and throwing them onto his desk.
"You're right I just wanted to make you squirm a bit. Jacob, get the lights please." I reached over from my desk by the front door and flipped the light switch on. "Thanks buddy." He smiled and turned on the DVD player.
"The Little Mermaid." The title screen read. Everyone in the class groaned, seeing as though most of Mr. Ty's first hour History class was just the football team and two cheerleaders.
"Sorry, I'm sorry! The school wouldn't let me bring in anything good so I borrowed one of my daughter's movies." He shrugged and Jared slammed his head on the desk.
"Easy there Jared, you only have so many brain cells left." Seth snickered from behind me. Jared flipped Seth the finger from his seat next to mine and Paul smiled absentmindedly.
"I really like this movie. I don't see why you guys are complaining." He shrugged, immediately captured by the opening scene. I could honestly care less, my lips were still tingling from the early-morning kiss I shared with Renesmee when she got to school.
"Paul is it necessary for you to be so consistently irrational." Embry asked from his seat behind Seth and Quil rolled his eyes.
"Quit being a smart ass Embry. You know you like this movie too." Quil snapped. Embry grimaced and sunk down into his chair.
"All of you stop whining and watch the fishes." I groaned, completely frustrated with my friends. It was one thing to say something about the movie, but something else to start a whole argument about it.
"Yeah besides, Ariel's got a nice rack." Paul wagged his eyebrows at me and I looked at him like he was wearing a pink tutu… which wouldn't really surprise me.
"Oh," Seth, Quil, Jared, and Embry all said in a low whisper as they watched the tiny TV screen that Mr. Ty told us he bought with his own money since the school refused to give him another one after breaking it when we were playing football in the classroom.
"Why didn't you play Pocahontas? Now there's a girl I'd like to see on the rez." Jared shouted. The Indian guys on the team started to whoop and holler while the White guys just looked kind of lost.
"What's a rez?" I heard one of them mumble.
"It a reservation you honky." Junior, another Indian football player shouted from across the room. Mr. Ty, being Indian as well, put his hand over his face.
"Junior, Sean," He sighed, "Please stop talking and watch the mermaid with the nice rack." He quoted Paul and Paul sunk down into his seat, obviously embarrassed.
"Speaking of nice racks…" Junior started, about to say something inappropriate before Mr. Ty held up his hand.
"There are two young ladies in the classroom, please be aware of that." He warned. I liked Mr. Ty, not in a weird way, I mean, he was the coolest teacher I think I've ever had. He's this really tall Indian dude with dark red-ish skin and long black braids down to his butt. He rides a Harley to school. So yeah, he's pretty kick ass.
"Sorry." Junior mumbled, "I wasn't even going to talk about them." Junior was fucking funny to put it lightly. The guy wasn't too smart but he was a great football player and someone who would always walk around naked in the girls locker room, scaring the living shit out of anyone who was in there.
"Thank you Junior, that's enough." Mr. Ty sighed and turned the volume to the movie up. The rest of class was pretty boring and everyone talked over the movie while Mr. Ty graded papers. I knew all that studying at Renesmee's had gone to waste, like I was even going to have a test this week, let alone the rest of the year… with the exception of Ms. Sheree. Probably the biggest bitch in school.
You see, I have one of two options as teachers. One, either they're really cool and laid back. Or two, they're really old… too old to give a shit anymore. Again, with the exception of Ms. Sheree who is just old and lonely… and bitter… definitely bitter.
The bell rang at the end of class and Junior walked with Embry, Seth, Paul, and I to our second hour… Ms. Sheree.
"Hey, you guys wanna ditch Sheree?" Seth asked, stuffing a ten he took from Quil's open book bag into his pocket. Paul snickered, taking out his cell phone to check the time.
"Not me, I got an F. If you ever wanna see me at practice again, I should go." Junior sighed, parting from us to walk to Ms. Sheree's building.
"Wait up!" Embry called after Junior, running to catch up to him. We didn't need an excuse from Embry, he'd never skipped a meal, let alone a class.
"I guess it's just us." Seth shrugged, stepping forward and out to the back door until we were out on the bleachers for the football field. It was snowing which meant it was way too cold for P.E. so it's not like anyone would catch us out here.
We sat down on the bleachers, not next to each other though, I wouldn't sit next to Paul even if you paid me to, not with his gas problem, and Seth was the kind of guy who would sit too close to you and put his arm around your shoulders when he's telling a story.
"So, how was Renesmee?" Seth asked, obviously knowing that Renesmee and I made love… though I'm sure he wouldn't put it that way. I think my whole family knew, you don't go missing for a day and not do something shifty.
"She was… wow." I sighed, leaning back against the bleacher behind me and Seth laughed.
"I guess it was good." Seth shook his head as his laughter died off and Paul took a bag of Cactus Fruit Jelly left over from Christmas Eve dinner and a spoon, starting to chow down.
"It was the best I've ever had." I smiled cockily as Paul started slurping and making other weird noises.
"What the hell Paul." Seth snapped and Paul looked up, licking his lips.
"Sorry." He muttered and turned his back to us to eat.
"You guys are pretty serious, huh?" Seth asked, wiping some snow off his new Nike's.
"Yeah. I mean, I love this girl Seth. I really do." I sighed, looking up at the grey sky as light snow flakes fell, one on my knee and another on the top of Paul's head.
"That's pretty intense. Do you think…" Seth left the rest for me to figure out, which didn't take long.
"She's the one? I dunno, it feels like it." I shifted nervously and Seth nodded, running his hand through his neck-length black hair.
"Yeah, I think she is. You guys are, like… perfect for each other. She gets you. Or at least, from what I see she does. And you, dude," Seth snorted before finishing his sentence, "are pretty much attached to her. Everything she does effects the way you are. She laughs, you laugh, she cries, you tear up, she hits you, you kiss her. It's like you always know what to do with her." Seth shrugged.
"Yeah, I guess you're right." I sighed. "Do you think I should… ask her to, like, marry me?" I asked, rubbing my hands together. Out of all the guys I would say I was the closest to Seth, having this conversation with him was really getting through to me.
"I think you should. I mean, it might feel early, but I can't imagine why she would say no." Seth shrugged. Holy crap what is wrong with me? Just a few months ago I was Jacob Black, never talked to the same girl twice. Now I'm still Jacob Black… just the one who's madly in love with the same Renesmee Cullen… now I'm thinking about marrying her… sheesh.
Seth was right to an extent, it did feel super, super, super early. I'm seventeen and I'm thinking of settling down with a girl already? C'mon, that's earlier than anyone else I knew ever got married. I was a pretty unfaithful guy too… I would never want to hurt Renesmee, though I knew I just might do just that. Besides, Seth said he couldn't imagine why would Renesmee would say no… I knew why she might…
"But her dad, he hates me. I think he dreams about killing me." I groaned. Seth chuckled and Paul looked up from his jelly.
"Mr. Cullen? Edward? He's cool." Paul said out of nowhere.
"WHAT?" I snapped. Paul flinched but shrugged otherwise.
"He's really cool. My dad used to go to high school with him and they work together. I see him sometimes. He's nice to me." Paul threw his empty jelly bag behind him and did the same with his spoon.
"Well at least we know she'd say yes to Paul." Seth snickered.
"Can you, like, put in a good word for me?" I sat up, staring at Paul right in the eyes.
"Yeah man, don't worry about it." Paul smiled.
"Holly shit Paul, I could hug you right now… but you just ate Cactus Jelly and I know what that does to you." I grimaced and he laughed dumbly.
"So, you really think Renesmee's 'the one' then, huh?" Seth asked, pulling his coat tighter around him. The bell for third hour rang and I smiled.
"Yup, and I'm off to go see her right now. Later guys, see you at lunch." I waved, hopping off the bleachers and onto the thick snow that covered the field. I scurried towards the third building and shuffled through tons of people. I wanted to catch Renesmee before she got into our classroom.
There she was, walking slowly with her books in her hand, looking down at one and talking to herself, one arm dangling, one arm supporting her books. I slipped my pinky into hers and walked with her for a second before she looked up at me, shocked, and smiled.
"You seem awfully chipper," Renesmee pointed out. I didn't notice how cold her hand was, how cold her whole body was until I had held her hand rather than her pinky.
"Jesus Renesmee, you're freezing," I complained and then enveloped her in a big hug. She laughed under me, though I knew she was enjoying the warmth because she pushed her hands against my chest to lean in.
"Thanks." She mumbled, holding on tight to the font of my coat. She brushed off another snowflake that had fallen on me and looked up at me questioningly as I pressed her against the wall near our classroom.
"How did you manage to get snowed on?" Renesmee laughed, kissing my chin.
"I skipped second hour with Paul and Seth. We went out to the football field," I added. Renesmee smiled and I lowered my head to kiss her. People were whispering and pointing, I mean, how weird is it that, myself, Jacob Black the head quarter back and pretty much most popular guy in school is dating Renesmee Cullen; the smart, quiet, introvert?
I didn't care. I honestly didn't.
"Alright, inside lovebirds, take it inside." Mr. Kenneth-Jones warned from the door. I groaned and held Renesmee's waist, leading her inside where I'm sure none of our classmates wanted to see our PDA show.
The late bell rang and Renesmee sat down in a nearby seat. Just like her satellite I sat down next to her and looked up at the board, knowing what was coming but not wanting to admit Renesmee was right.
"Alright everyone, so there's a test today," Mr. Kenneth-Jones started, pulling down the projector screen, "but," He sighed, "But I lost the test papers so you're just going to have to wait until next week." He announced and everyone clapped. Renesmee looked at me smiling and clapped as well. At least she wasn't a sore loser about it.
Not that I was arguing with her method of studying…
Mr. Kenneth-Jones wasn't a very organized person. We were supposed to take that test when we got back from winter break… it was February 3.
"So, I brought in this movie, it's called Radio so you can just watch this, or at least pretend to watch it." He shrugged, popping the tape in. Renesmee looked over at me and I scooted over, bringing my desk with me.
"You're not going to watch Radio and his love for football?" Renesmee asked, cupping her hand against the side of her neck. I smiled and shook my head.
"Nah, I'll pass. I've had enough football to last me a life time… or two." I shrugged, playing with a piece of hair on her shoulder. Renesmee smiled sweetly and closed her eyes, letting me play with her hair. I'll explain something to you, Renesmee probably has the softest hair I've ever felt between my fingers. It's like waterfalls of dark auburn hair, almost as soft as… rose petals.
"Renesmee and Jacob, do I need to separate you?" Mr. Kenneth-Jones asked, ruining everything… again.
"No sir, I'm trying to watch Radio play football." I shrugged and the class snickered. He just rolled his eyes and sat down at his desk, looking down at some papers.
"Jacob… This is your warning." The class let out a low murmur of mock horror and I hung my head.
"Sorry Mr. K," I mumbled and he rolled his eyes, going back to whatever he does at his desk.
"Why do you have to torture the poor guy?" Renesmee asked, shaking her head. There was a small smile playing at the corner of her lips so I knew she wasn't actually scolding me but I could tell there was some point of truth in the statement.
"I don't torture him Ness." I shrugged, going back to directing all of my attention to Renesmee. She smiled, rolling her eyes and met her hand with mine, twining it effortlessly.
"Sure you don't Jake… sure you don't." She nodded reassuringly and I laughed. We turned to watch the movie and before I knew it I was really getting into it. I mean, watching this guy play football was not only sad it was happy and uplifting… I sounded just like Seth…
"Alright guys, you can go to lunch." Mr. Kenneth-Jones announced, flipping on the light switch and pulling up the projector screen. Renesmee got up and I followed after her into the lunchroom.
"So…" Renesmee pursed her lips, looking up thoughtfully as I caught her hand and swung it between us.
"So…" I mimicked her and she wrinkled her nose at me.
"So… Valentines Day is coming soon," Renesmee shrugged nonchalantly and looked around the hallway as she spoke.
"Oh, I suppose you would like a million dollar gift? Or maybe my spine as a backscratcher?" I offered jokingly.
"How did you know?" Renesmee jumped up in fake enthusiasm I knew all too well.
"Har har Renesmee, when exactly is it you shoot your pilot for the 'Not Funny' Network?" I put my arm around her waist and she giggled, stepping in time with me.
"Depends, when are you holding auditions?" She asked, sticking her tongue out at me.
"Good one," I laughed and she kissed me on the cheek as we got closer to the cafeteria, "So what exactly do you want for the big V Day?" I asked, putting my hand in her front jean pocket.
"Actually, I didn't really want anything. That's why I brought it up." Renesmee shrugged, leaning in closer to me as we walked.
"Nothing?" That was out of character. I mean, girls love frilly crap and poems for Valentine's Day. Now, I'm not saying I would write a poem for Renesmee, what do I look like, Shakespeare? Still, I was kind-of hoping she'd ask for something, it would make my job a lot easier this Valentine's Day.
"Nope," Renesmee smiled, putting her hand on mine, "The envy of all the other girls in the hallway would be too much for me to handle if you got me something." Renesmee shrugged and I laughed.
"Maybe we should just skip out that day…" I leaned in close to her ear and she laughed, putting her other hand on the side of my face.
"No can do, Emily already offered to take me out of school for Valentine's Day." Renesmee bit her lip, waiting for me to answer. I pulled back and looked at her.
"Emily? Uh, last time I checked I was your boyfriend." I raised my eyebrow at her and she laughed. Once we'd gotten into the cafeteria I bought lunch, like I usually do, and Renesmee sat with me, just watching me eat. Paul and Jared where trying to figure out how to use Bluetooth on Seth's phone so they could exchange ring tones with Quil while Embry was picking the sausage off a slice of pizza.
"Are you serious about not spending Valentine's Day with me?" I asked, shoving pizza into my mouth. Renesmee rose her eyebrows at me, watching me stuff my face.
"I'll spend the Valentine's Night with you." Renesmee shrugged, it sounded more like a question.
"Depends… what do you plan on doing for me?" I asked suggestively. Renesmee raised one eyebrow at me this time and crossed her arms.
"My aunt Alice gave me a Victoria's Secret gift car for Christmas." Renesmee leaned forward, resting her chin on my shoulder. I nodded, still chewing on my pizza.
"Sounds promising." I nodded and she laughed at that.
"Whoa, I heard Victoria's Secret and Valentine's Night, what's going on over there?" Jared asked, looking up from Seth's phone.
"Mind your own business," I snapped and Renesmee giggled, burying her face into my neck.
"Don't get rude." Jared mumbled and the bell rang for fourth hour to start. Renesmee lifted her head out of the crook in my neck and kissed my cheek.
"I'll see you free period." She kissed me on the lips when I turned to say something to her and then smiled.
"You got it, babe." I pecked her lightly again and she stood up, bending over to kiss my forehead.
"Love you." She pecked me then and I smiled.
"Love you too." I pecked her again, I just couldn't get enough. Renesmee sat in my lap and Embry sighed loudly over the hum of chatter coming from students as they left the cafeteria.
"We're going to be late! You'll see her next hour for free period!" He complained and Renesmee kissed me again before getting up and sauntering out the door, lightly waving her fingers at me as she left.
"Damn, my girlfriend's perfect." I smiled, leaning back in my chair.
"Yeah but you're attendance record's not so let's go." Embry grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the door as he blabbered on about being early and being a good student.
* * *
I waited next to Jared and Paul while Embry and Quil played thumb wrestling for Renesmee to come out of the third building.
"Where's you're 'perfect girlfriend' Jake?" Embry asking mockingly and I gave him the finger.
"She is perfect and she's coming soon." I snapped. Jared laughed next to me and Paul looked ahead with an odd look on his face.
"Hey, isn't that her there?" Paul asked, pointing at a charging figure.
"Yeah, that is her." I smiled, feeling a lot better already.
"She looks pretty angry…" Paul observed.
She did.
Her face was beat red and her fist were curled at her sides as she charged right towards me. I leaned back with a scared-ass look on my face. Why was she staring at me like that?
She approached me, breathing like a bucking bronco with her hands twitching at her sides.
"Hey babe, is there something wr-" I started. Renesmee's hand shot forward and she slapped me right across the face.
Holy shit it stung.
That girl's got an arm on her.
"Renesmee what the-"
"Don't 'babe' me, okay? You're a fucking pig Jacob Black!" She spat and stomped off just like that. There was an eruption of "oo's!" Coming from the surrounding crowd. What the fuck was that all about? I got up and jogged after her, grabbing her forearm.
She snatched her arm back and turned to look at me with so much hate in her eyes I felt like I did something wrong… what did I do wrong?
"Renesmee, what the hell is going on?" I asked, trying to put my hands on her waist.
"Don't you ever touch me again, you pervert! We are OVER!" She snapped and turned to leave. Her bubbly friend Emily shook her head at me as Renesmee sprinted for her car and was gone faster than I could blink.
"What did you do?" Quil asked, jogging to stand next to me.
"I don't know." I said numbly.
I really did not know.
A/N: OH SHIZZLE MA NIZZLE!
QOTW: What do you think happened for Renesmee to lay such a vicious slap on Jacob's dreamy grill?
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