I hope everyone enjoys.
Nessie
Thanksgiving came and went much too fast. It was fun to get to know Lizzie's family. Since I told Lizzie about Jake, things have gone really well. She has come over numerous times to hang out. I even went to her house once.
Jake and I have been going on dates much more often. Sometimes we just go to a movie. Other nights we have spent hours playing board games and listening to music. We hunt together every so often. Basically being Jake's girlfriend is just like being his best friend except now I get to make out with him.
Neither of us has lost the bet yet. I will admit that it is difficult to not break it though. I want nothing more than to explore parts of Jacob's body under his shorts. I refuse to give in though. I will win this.
Tonight is the night of the Formal. I have spent the last three hours getting ready for it. Between Alice doing my make up and Rosalie on my hair, I have had little say in the whole night. They assure me that I will look amazing. I'm not one to be skeptical since I know how good my mom looked on her wedding day.
"Alright. Dress time," Alice giggles as she comes out from my closet. The dress I picked out at a mall nearby is red and simple. It goes down to just above my knee and is strapless. It fits tightly down to my waist, but then flares out a little. I like it because it is simple and sexy. "Undress Nessie," Alice commands as I stand.
"Can't I see my hair and makeup first?"
"No. You'll see the finished product," Alice deems.
Because I have no choice, I take off the robe I have been in since my shower. It is somewhat weird standing in front of Alice wearing only a silk red thong and the red strapless bra that I bought to go with the dress. I slide into the dress as fast as I can. Alice zips it up and smiles at her handiwork. "You look hot," she admits. "There's just something missing."
She runs over to the box of stuff she carried down with her and begins to dig erratically. When she returns to me, she has in her hand a simple necklace. It has a diamond heart on the end, but is not too flashy or big. I remove the locket Mom gave me when I was really small and replace it with Alice's. "Alright. You are ready," she says with an eager grin.
I turn toward my mirror that Alice has covered. Rosalie, who has been admiring from the bed, does the honors of pulling off the sheets. I am instantly startled by my appearance. Alice has applied eye liner and shadow on my eyes to make them stand out. The lipstick she gave me is a subtle red that matches my dress perfectly. My hair sits elegantly in a curls pinned up into a cute up-do. I'm not sure exactly how Rosalie made it look so good, but I am not one to complain.
"Oh my gosh!" I exclaim. "Thank you both!"
"My pleasure," Alice replies.
Rosalie walks toward me and kisses my forehead. "You are welcome Nessie. It was fun," she promises. "Here's your clutch. I already put everything you will need in it. Have fun. Jake will be here any minute."
Sure enough, I hear the sound of Jake's engine rolling up our long road leading to the house. My stomach does a small flip. I know I should wait to make my grand entrance, but the excitement is too much. I run up the stairs and open the door as he reaches out to knock. I squeeze him in my arms as tight as I can. Jake's strong arms wrap around me and I can sense his excitement at this greeting.
Mom clears her voice from behind me so I break the hug. I turn around and lead Jake into the house. Dad and Mom take pictures for I don't know how long. Part of me wants to just get out of here, but I am also happy to use the time to look at my Jacob. He looks really good dressed up. His slacks and button up shirt are all black. He wears a red silk tie that matches my dress. With my heels, I am a little taller which makes me happy because dancing will be easier.
I don't think Jake's eyes leave me once in the whole time we are inside. It makes me both nervous and giddy. I have to sit through hug after hug from everyone in the family before Dad finally escorts us outside. "Have fun," he says as a good bye. I am surprised at how well he has kept himself together in the last few weeks. He must finally be accepting the fact that I am not a baby.
"You are the most beautiful person on the planet, Nessie," Jake says once we are on the road.
"Thank you Jacob. You are the best boyfriend on the planet."
His smile is small and cute. "It's easy to be a good boyfriend with a girl like you. You're the real reason I do what I do."
"Don't ever change," I command only half-joking.
"I can do that," he laughs. After a minute or two of silence, Jake looks at me with a look of wonder. "Do you know how teenagers dance?" he asks suddenly.
I think about everything I have seen in movies. "I think so. Why?"
"I'm just making sure you know what everyone else will be doing," he says. "And I want you to know that there is no pressure for you to dance that way if you don't want."
"As long as I'm dancing with you, I don't care if we're doing African tribal dances." His laugh rings through my ears causing a burst of love in my heart. We pull up at the school right then. Jake parks in the lot and helps me out the car. We walk hand-in-hand up to the check in table. Jake hands the teacher working our tickets and leads me inside.
The music is blaring through the speakers. I'm not sure how people even talk through all this noise. The only light comes from strobe lights and the disco ball. Hip-hop music leaks through the room like a dangerous gas. Everywhere I look mobs of people dance. And by dance, I mean rub up against each other. "We should find Lizzie and Mark," I shout so Jake can hear past the music.
He peers around the top of everyone's head and leads me into the hot heat of people. Immediately my throat burns. It's too hot to dance here. There are too many pounding hearts and surface blood. We approach Lizzie who gives me a huge hug when she sees me. Jake and Mark shake hands. "Can we dance somewhere a little further away?" I ask Lizzie. "It's hot."
"Sure," she shouts. "Jake will you lead us out? I can't see a thing."
Jake does just that. Soon we are near the mob, but not actually in it. Lizzie takes a place against Mark and begins to move her hips to the beat. I'm not sure exactly what to do. I follow her example and lean up next to Jake, my back on his chest. He bends down and whispers in my ear, "Are you sure you want to dance like this?"
Though I have no idea what to do, I know without a doubt that I want to. How could I not want to rub my hips into Jake's groin? "I'm sure," I reply. He stands back up and puts his big hands around my waist. He doesn't start moving though. I guess the girl must lead in this type of dancing.
I wait to find the beat, but when I do, I begin to rock my hips back and forth. Jake moves with me. At first, I am shy and slow. But soon enough, I learn that if I straddle my legs a little more, I get better leverage. I also learn quickly that it's fun to change up the movement from time to time.
Jake keeps up just fine. He actually seems to enjoy himself a lot. His hands become more confident. Sometimes he runs them up my back. I am a little shocked when he reaches across my chest and grabs one of my boobs. He squeezes it once gently and removes his hand. At the same time, his lips kiss the skin on my neck.
I don't know how many fast songs play, but eventually the DJ plays a slower song. It happens to be one of my favorite sappy love songs. Jake pulls me close. One of his hands is on my lower back. The other grips my tiny hand. He strategically places our hands over his heart so I can feel it beneath his clothes. I lean my head against him and lose myself in the moment. I secretly hope this moment never ends.
Another slow song plays immediately afterward. The DJ announces that it is the last dance of the night. I can't believe how fast time has gone. It makes me sad to know it is almost over. Jake pulls me a little closer and kisses the top of my head. I look up and only watch him. The way his Adam Apple moves when he swallows makes me want to kiss his neck. He looks down as the dance ends and peers in my eyes. In his, I only see love.
We stop moving. Jake leans forward and catches my lips in his. We move slowly, savoring the kiss. His hands slide up and down on my back. I run my hands over his broad shoulders and through his dark hair. The song ends and the lights come up. Jake pulls his lips away but keeps his head against mine. "I love you," he sighs. "So much."
As a response, I kiss him again. I pull away quickly so that I don't get caught up again. Lizzie and Mark are already heading out the doors so we follow. Once outside in the cold night air, Lizzie smiles and blushes. Jake and Mark both go to get their cars. Once alone Lizzie says, "I want what you have with Jacob."
"What do you mean?"
"I can see how much he loves you. I just hope one day I find a guy who loves me that much," she admits with a small frown.
"You will," I promise. "It might just not happen in high school."
"I know," she sighs. Mark pulls up before we can finish the conversation. I give her a quick hug before she slides into his car.
Jake soon pulls up too. I slip into the car and sigh once sitting. I have been wearing the heels all night and am ready to take them off. I pull each off and toss them into the backseat. "Feet hurt?" Jake asks from the driver's seat.
"Bad," I admit.
"Other than the sore feet, did you have fun?"
"I did," I answer. "Did you?"
"I always have fun with you, Nessie."
"I wish tonight wasn't already ending," I admit.
Jake gives me a sideways glance and says cryptically, "It doesn't have to end." I raise one eyebrow and wait for an explanation. "We were invited to a party if that's something you would be interested in."
"Whose party?" I ask curiously.
"Conner's," Jake admits. I contemplate this seriously. I do want to be a normal teenager. And normal teenagers go to parties. That being said, I am not sure how Mom and Dad will react if I go to a party. Jake seems to know exactly what I am thinking. "If you want to go, I will call your parents now."
"Will they let me?"
"Most likely," he replies. "I mean they know that I would never let anything bad happen to you."
"Do bad things happen to people at parties?"
"Only if they get too drunk to function." Jake stops the car on the side of the road. "And you Nessie will not get that drunk. And even if you did, I wouldn't let anyone touch you."
"Does that mean you will let me drink if we go?"
"Well yeah. I told you I want you to have every normal human experience."
"Call them," I demand. I'm getting more excited by the minute. I feel like drinking at a high school party is a rite of passage. I won't miss out on this opportunity. Jake does as I say. I listen as he promises to bring me home safe. I am surprised when I hear my Mom tell him to make sure I don't drink too much. "They were cool with it?" I ask when he hangs up.
"Yep," he replies as he starts the car again. We take off toward the side of town I have never been to. On this side of town the houses are a little smaller and close together. We finally pull up in front of the house. I can hear music from inside the crowded house. Cars line the street on both sides for what seems like miles. Jake parks pretty far away and I sigh knowing I will have to put my shoes back on.
I lean through the seats to grab my shoes and feel a hot hand grab my ass. I grab the shoes and return to the seat. Jake is grinning at me. "Don't put those on," he says when he sees what I've grabbed.
"Why?"
Jake doesn't answer at first. He unties his tie and tosses it in the backseat. He then unbuttons his shirt and rolls up the sleeves. I can't help but admire his muscles through his white wife-beater. He slips out of the car and jogs to my side. I am surprised when he lifts me out of the car and carries me all the way to the house. Once we are grass, he sets me down. "Thanks," I sigh.
"Anything for my girl." He knocks on the door once before walking in. I am immediately hit by the smell. It is sweat mixed with beer. A small part of me wants to turn and run. Jake grabs my hand and leads me into the crowded living room.
There are people everywhere. Some people are dancing. Others are making out on the couches. A lot of people are in the kitchen. Conner is near the stereo holding a red cup filled with what I presume to be beer. "The alcohol is in the kitchen," Jacob whispers in my ear. "What do you want me to get you?"
"Not beer," I reply because I know by the smell that I won't like it. He laughs and kisses my cheek before heading toward the crowded room.
Nessie! You came!" I turn and see Britney staring at me. "I didn't think this was your scene."
"I don't have a scene," I reply coldly.
"Whatever you say," she mumbles thinking I can't hear. Jake sidles up next to me again. He places a red cup in my hand. It's cold and I look down to find a red frozen drink.
"It's a Margarita," he says. "And since your blood runs hotter than the average human, you will probably need to drink more to get drunk. That being said, I will cut you off when I think you've had enough."
I take a sip and realize that it tastes really good. It doesn't take long for me to finish the cup. I don't feel any of the effects so Jake gets me another one. By the time I finish my second cup, I am floating. Everything around me seems to be more interesting than usual. "Can I have another one?" I ask Jake. He is watching me with an amused smile.
"You've had enough for now," he replies. "Come on. Let's sit."
I do as he says. We sit on the couch. People everywhere are doing and saying stupid things. I notice Britney and Conner making out nearby. Some other girl that I have seen around is taking off her shirt. A game of beer pong breaks out in the garage. Jake and I go to watch, but I get bored quickly.
"I want to explore the rest of the house," I say to Jake.
"Alright," he laughs. His arm latches around my waist and holds me tightly. I stumble a little, but Jake makes sure I don't fall. Upstairs from the party is a small bathroom and a few bedrooms. The first two we come by are occupied with people doing something Jake doesn't let me see. The final room, one I presume to be Conner's, is empty.
I walk in and sit on his small twin bed. "Come here Jakey," I say as I pat the bed. Jake shuts the door and sits next to me. "I love you, you know that?"
"I know," Jake replies. "I love you too." Suddenly something happens inside me. One second I just want to fall asleep and the next I want to feel Jake on me. With a quick movement I push Jake back onto the bed and climb on top of his body. I begin to kiss his lips with an eagerness I have never felt before.
His hands trace circles on my back as I kiss down his neck. I moan when he slides his hands over my ass again. He squeezes a little and continues downward. My dress is riding up and Jake soon reaches bare skin. The heat of his hand catches me off guard. He is so hot against my thighs. I kiss his lips again and slide my hands down his chest. When I reach his pants I begin to unbuckle his belt.
Jake immediately ends our make out session there. He slides me off him and stands. I can't help but feel hurt. He doesn't want me. The tears slide down my face and don't stop no matter how hard I try. "Hey, hey. Don't cry," Jake says as he leans down and kisses the tears of my cheeks. "Please don't cry."
"You don't want to have sex with me," I cry out.
"Nessie, you know I do," Jake sighs. "I do want to have sex with you Nessie. Just not like this."
"What's wrong with now?"
"Don't you want it to be romantic?" he asks. "Nessie, I want our first time to be something so magical and perfect. It won't be that way if we do it now, in Conner's dinosaur sheets."
I contemplate what he is saying and know deep down he is right. Before I can respond, I feel my eyes fluttering shut. I am too tired to think about all this.
Jacob
Nessie falls back onto the bed as she passes out. I had no idea she would be that much of a light weight. Edward and Bella are gonna kill me. I pick her up and carry her down the stairs. The party is even more out of control than when we went upstairs.
At the car, I set her down and buckle her in. Her beautiful eyes flutter open and she smiles at me lazily. "You're gonna be ok, Ness. Go back to sleep." She does as I say.
As I pull out of the neighborhood, I see a cop car heading toward the house. I am really relieved that we got out of there when we did. I drive in a state of shock. I don't know how Nessie got so drunk. I personally made sure there wasn't all that much liquor in her drinks. Part of me wonders if her blood is thinner that human blood. If it is, then that would explain why she is such a light-weight.
I pull up outside the Cullen house and lift her out of the car slowly. Edward opens the front door and gives me a death glare. He follows me all the way to Nessie's room. I set her in bed and follow Edward back upstairs. Bella runs down the stairs once we are out of the way.
"How much did you give her?" Edward snarls.
"Barely any. She is just a light-weight," I reply. "She will be fine."
"She's passed out drunk!"
"She's sleeping!" I fire back.
"I swear to God, Jacob. If she tells me anything different than what you're saying, I will personally make sure you are never alone with her again."
"I wouldn't ever let her get that drunk. Besides, she just wants to be normal. And you babying her only makes her want to rebel more," I spew. I need to calm down before I do or say something I regret.
"Get out of my house, Jacob," Edward says with no emotion at all. I turn and leave because I am willing to be the bigger man here