California Love Ch.10
AU/OOC/FUTA/AH
I do not own Twilight, or anything.
XOXO
So if you're lonely, you know I'm here waiting for you.
Bella POV
It's been a while since everything happened. A couple of months actually, Christmas was just last week and for the first time in years I actually spent it with my family. When I say my family I mean everyone from my uncles, to random cousins, my grandfather –who I haven't seen in ages, my parents, since you know, they actually decided to stay home for once, it was just a warm experience.
Though I don't want to seem arrogant in any way, I'm almost positive that all the family came just for some money. Knowing someone in their family is somewhat famous they couldn't wait to find an excuse to "visit".
Regardless I still enjoyed their company, even if it was false.
When Christmas break was over and it was time for Nessie to get ready for school, and time for Emmett and I to get back to work. We haven't been surfing since it was too cold in the ocean plus we were busy with family and all.
We decided to meet up with Dole for some lunch to discuss changes in our contract. Honestly I was nervous as fuck, what changes would need to be made? I feel like it can only be bad things, like, deducting our pay or something.
We've been getting paid so much damn money, I would hate for that to be cut.
We met up at the In-n-Out burger joint, how un professional, this had to be a joke, but it wasn't.
So when I ordered my burger and milkshake I sat down in a booth, my bro beside me, while Dole sat across from us with a highlighter and our old contracts.
"I'm glad you two could meet with me today, so, we're just gonna go over what's to be expected for the next couple of months. The team is having a press conference right before the X Games next year, obviously surfing will be held in Puerto Rico everyone else will be in California, which I'm sure you've already heard. But we'll be going to New York within the month. I'll let you know when we have a set date."
I was barely paying attention since this burger is fucking delicious, oh, and their fries too.
Emmett elbowed me and smirked so I looked back at Dole, ignoring my brothers childish ways, since I didn't understand what he was smirking about.
"So Bella, I'll need you to sign these papers, eh –after you've finished eating. And Emmett, you do the same. Basically this is a conformation that you will be joining us for the X Games, you know how big a deal all of this is, so please, sign."
I saw Emmett sign the papers while I finished up my burger and wiped my hands on the brown napkins they had. I scanned over the document, I trusted Dole enough that he wouldn't fuck us over, but I had to be sure. When I saw something that made me glance at him I raised an eyebrow and cleared my throat.
"What does, competitive in team trials mean? Are you trying to get fancy with the words or does that mean what I think…?"
He nodded his head.
"Actually, it's the way it seems. Uhh-" He twiddled his thumbs. "You two, will be competing against each other, i-in the X-Games, uh… a little friendly competition if you will. They're trying something new this year."
I rolled my eyes and signed the document; I don't see anything bad in that. A little friendly competition so I can beat my brother's ass. It's all good, baby, baby.
-California Love-
It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! Magazine, Salt n' Peppa and Heavy D up in the limousine.
I cracked my knuckles and leaned back in the wooden seat, propping my feet up on the chair beside me. My foot tapped to the beat of the music blasting in my headphones, a Starbucks cup resting beside my laptop. I looked like a true hipster. I even had some thickly framed glasses on, no prescription.
People passed by my table while my finger slid across the tracking pad, clicking on random things, liking people's status's on Facebook while secretly rolling my eyes.
You see, I don't give a fuck if you're drinking Dr. Pepper, honestly I couldn't give less fucks, it would be impossible. I like your status because there isn't a dislike button, sir.
What is this guy's name anyway? Laurance... don't know you. How did this guy get on my friends list anyway?
Talk about something productive, this isn't twitter.
After a few minutes of bullshitting away and spending five bucks on a coffee that was drowned in milk (waste of money might I add), I headed out with my over expensive laptop with no goal in mind.
My travels led me towards my house, and I once again found myself lying in my bed, with absolutely nothing to do. I'm almost getting sick of even attempting to entertain myself. I might as well sleep myself into a coma and wake up when there's shit to do. Which will be never… therefor I would die… so scratch that. What a dumb idea.
I'm looking at the ceiling currently, making shapes in the popcorn ceiling. Why do I call it popcorn?
Well… no clue. I got it from my cousin, she said it looked like popcorn that wasn't fully popped, and of course I'm getting this from a seven year old.
A frustrated sigh escaped my mouth after I rolled over, trapping myself in the deadly covers once again. While struggling to remove my legs from their deadly grasp a knock sounded on my door. I gave up on moving and blew my hair out of my face.
"Come in.."
I pinched the bridge of my nose, boredom practically seeping into my veins making me want to punch something for some temporary entertainment.
A light giggle caught my attention and I rolled my eyes at the unwanted company.
"Told you not to drop out of school."
I rolled my eyes and tried to untangle myself from the covers again. Once they were off I threw them off my bed. I sighed while Leah plopped onto my bed, making herself comfortable and turning on the TV.
"Sup bro?"
She shrugged while I leaned back on the pillow, my eyes staring blankly at the screen, not paying attention to much since she kept turning the channel.
Can you spend a little time? Time is slipping away.
She stopped her channel surf on one of the music channels.
While "Glad you Came" played in the background. I was scrolling through my phone.
"Mkay, so I know you're tired of parties and shit, but its New Year's ok? You have to come to this one."
I rolled my eyes, because of course I was going.
It's New Year's bitch I wasn't going to spend that shit at home sleeping… like I did last year.
"I'm down Leah, you don't even have to ask."
California Love
During the party I spent majority of my time sitting in the corner drinking rum and soda. My goal wasn't to get fucked up, well it was at first. Then some shit happened:
I walked out to the truck, waiting on Emmett to join me. He was taking his sweet precious time, we were literally on a time schedule here, it's New Year's we have to do this before midnight.
When he finally joined me in the car, something was so off about him.
I ignored him, he can have a bitch fit all he wanted. I reversed out of the drive way and made my way towards the beach, which is where they were throwing the party, if you couldn't tell.
I was a little annoyed that they were throwing it outside since it's cold as hell.
We were driving for about ten minutes, I was looking out for the cops since there seemed to be an accident down this road. Hm, I wonder if there's a detour somewhere.
"You… I so hate you right now Bella, why the fuck are you playing me. Who've you been talking to? Like, it's irritating when this whole time we've been trying to do this whole surfing career together, and the first change you get to talk shit about me, you take it. Embarrassing the fuck out of me, people think I don't know how to surf now, since my prodigy sister is sooo good. I must be there because she took pity on me, and tagged me along from the niceness of her heart. Fuck you Bella."
Ok I admit that for the first part of his speech I kind of zoned out while I went down a side street that led straight to the beach, but when I did tune in I was ready to slap the fuck out of him.
"Emmett, what the hell are you even talking about?"
He scoffed and unbuckled his seat belt. We both go out of the truck and went towards the back to get our surfboards.
"I'm talking about the little conversation you had with teen magazine. 'My brother is just here to keep me company?' exactly where do you get off saying that. You piece of shit. Fuck you, I'll show everyone I'm way better than you."
So now here I am, sitting inside of the little hut by the beach, listening to the music while drinking away my feelings. The interview with teen magazine completely twisted my words around. So whatever, hopefully Emmett will get over it before the competition rolls around. I'm gonna need him to have his head on straight, or he really will get his ass beat. Then he'll actually have something to be embarrassed about.
Stupid magazines, fucking up my home life.
The stars were bright tonight, in the distance, a little far off I could see a bon fire being made. So with that in mind I decided to make my way over there. I zipped up my jacket a little before picking back up my drink and semi jogging towards it.
I could make out some of the figures, Paul and Seth, but the other people had longer hair, so I had no idea who they were.
"Well hey there mighty Bella, haven't seen you in forever."
I accepted a hug from Paul while laughing just a bit. "It's only been a couple of months Paul, hey Seth."
I waved at the shorter tan guy while taking a seat on a log.
"Why are you guys separated from the party? And who are these other people?"
Paul laughed. "These are some of my cousins visiting from Maryland, everyone this is Bella, Bella, everyone."
We all laughed at his weak introduction. They pulled out a couple of beers from the cooler that was magically placed next to the fire and one was tossed to me.
A guy sat next to me on the log, and flipped his hair out of the way.
"Damn Bella, stare hard enough?"
It took me a minute to recognize the voice, but then it hit me.
"Holy shit Jacob? What's up with the hair, what the fuck?"
"Well I'm glad you like it."
California Love
I quickly shut my eyes after they fluttered open. The sun was poking me in the pupils, for a minute I had to get my thoughts together and figure out why the sun was in my face in the first place.
Then with more thoughts, I noticed that I never actually left the beach. That's right, no one was planning to leave the beach, it was supposed to be an overnight thing.
Though, now I have sand all up in my hair, and most likely in places that sand shouldn't go.
I planned to sleep in the car, and that failed miserably.
With a huff I opened my eyes again.
There weren't many people sleeping, most of them seemed to be in the hut, and the others that didn't wake up yet were spread across the beach, it looked like some less bloody airplane accident. Bodies scattered everywhere and shit.
I looked to my left and saw the guys still sleeping around the now burned out fire pit.
I tried to get up my felt immense pressure on my back. I looked down to my left and saw Jacobs was laying on top of me.
That no good motherfucker!
Why couldn't I lay on top of him? I'm the girl, I'm supposed to be comfortable.
So I kept rolling my body so I could slip from under him, or at least have him roll off. But neither seemed to be working.
With another huff, which, shit wasn't a good idea. Now I have sand clouding in front of my face.
Fuck this, I'm going back to sleep.
California Love
I felt something poking me in the cheek.
Bellsy… Bella…. Come on sugar cakes wake up, come on Bellaaaaaaa
"BELLA!"
I jerked my head up in a panic, my heart was beating so fucking fast.
I frantically looked around, but only saw people's legs, so I looked up.
"Oh fuck Jane, why would you do that?"
She giggled.
"You're the only one that's still sleeping, so come on, you're missing the food. The guys are eating it all up."
I looked up at the other figures around me.
It was just the mini's surrounding me, aka, Alice, Jane, and Seth. They're all short, so I guess them being friends makes sense.
I got up slowly, stretching my legs and back. I'm feeling so uncomfortable.
"Whoa, you have sand everywhere. Why didn't you sleep on a blanket or something. It's all over your clothes, and there's some in your hair."
"There's a lot in your hair, correction."
I huffed and took off my shirt, throwing it behind me, the waves of the ocean will wisk it away.
What? I have on an undershirt. I'm not gonna get naked in front of them. Well I would… but it's too early for that.
There really was sand everywhere, so with a shrug I ran off into the water. I took of my jeans while standing in the water and threw them back towards the shore. No point in wearing them, wet sandy jeans are uncomfortable.
So just me in a tank top and boxer briefs, a great way to start off my morning.
No I'm serious, this is great.
The water is super cold though. So after a few more minutes of fucking around, I dipped my head in the water, trying to rinse my hair of all the sand. I'm sure I got most of it out, but oh well. Now I'm just going to keep it like this for the rest of the day.
Don't get me wrong, the water is cold but the weather is warm. It only gets cold at night. But California winter should be called spring, that's what it feels like.
I walked out towards the shore where Alice and Jane where standing. I guess Seth dipped after I took off my jeans.
"Bella you should uhm… cover up."
Alice was blushing while Jane was just giggling. They looked like some crazy fan girls who just saw One Direction.
I looked down to see what they were talking about, and uh, my briefs decided to hug me a little bit tighter since they were wet.
"Damn, are y'all gonna help me or keep laughing."
With a few more delayed seconds from them laughing Jane took off her Jacket and gave it to me.
I tied it backwards around my waist then went to go pick up my clothes.
"Y'all wanna come with me to the car? I have a change of clothes there."
They both looked at each other before shaking their heads.
"We have things to get for lunch, but uhm… We'll walk you there, can't necessarily stay."
I shrugged. "Cool with me, it's whatever."
We walked up the hill that led to the parking lot, they kept walking towards their car and I hopped in my truck.
I pulled out my bag and got my extra clothes out and put Jane's jacket on the dashboard. I quickly changed into some shorts and a t-shirt before getting back out and heading towards the hut.
I feel much more clean, not shower clean, but close to it.
The hut was crowded; everyone was huddled around the TV planted on a wall watching the basketball game. I on the other hand was looking for a certain someone.
I went around the back of the room where the food was and grabbed a plate, stacking it with eggs and hash browns before filling up a cup of orange juice to go with it. I found a seat at an empty table and grubbed while watching the game from a distance.
While looking down at my food, prepared to rake some more eggs into my mouth, I heard the chair beside me being pulled back.
"Is this seat taken?"
I smiled a little bit to myself and shook my head.
"Not at all, I haven't seen your face in a while."
Angela looked back at me with a smirk.
"I'm taking that as you're happy to see me, I'm happy to see you too."
I continued to eat while making eye contact with her every once in a while. It's only been like, what four months since I've last seen her, but damn, it seems like a life time.
She's starting to look like a twenty year old already, not bad Angela, not bad at all.
"How long you staying in town for?"
She was messing with her hair, putting it up into a little bun. "For another week, that's when break is over, I have to head back up to the college. How've you been? I hear you're officially famous now, all over the magazines and stuff I see. I feel good to say it was a pleasure dating someone famous."
"Oh do you now? See I wouldn't say that. I'd say that the pleasure was all mine, dating someone as beautiful as you."
She fanned herself and pretended to be overwhelmed.
"Well damn, still a smooth talker I see, I say we go back to your place and see what else you're still good at."
AN: Well hello people, sorry I suck at this whole updating in a timely manner type thing. Anyway, I'm gonna include Rosalie's quick POV, it's short. But here it is.
California Love
Rosalie POV
Spending a night in the car after being pissed drunk sure does make me never want to party again.
I have a killer headache and all I want to do is get some food and then get my brother to drive me home. I was aware of the breakfast that was made in the hut. So I drug myself out of the car and slowly walked towards it.
Whoa, they're very loud. What are they even doing, don't care. I have my eyes on the prize.
This, in this case is the food towards the back. I ignored Bella who was sitting there alone at the moment; I decided I'd talk to her later. I found a seat in the crowd, sitting next to Charlotte and her boo thing, whatever her name was.
Shit, I can't honestly think with them being so loud.
I started eating the food I collected while sipping on the orange juice. I looked back towards Bella, considering sitting next to her since she was in a sort of quiet area.
But then I saw some bitch sitting next to her, what the fuck. She was very fucking close to her, rubbing her hands on Bella's leg, those are my legs to touch bitch.
Who the hell is she?
I looked back towards Charlotte, and got her attention.
"Yo Char, who the fuck is that next to my boo?"
Charlotte turned around and shrugged, but her boo spoke up for her.
"That's Angela, I heard she was back in town."
I continued looking at the girl until she continued to speak.
"Oh, that's Bella's ex…"
I turned around so fucking quickly and saw Bella smirking at the girl.
That's my smirk, that smirk is only allowed to be directed towards me. So with my headache and all I got up and made my way towards the back. I sat my plate down, and my orange juice and took a seat directly on Bella's lap.
"Hey there babe, wanna introduce me this…person?"
I looked between Bella and the random bitch, waiting for an introduction.
AN: Alright homies, and that's it for Chapter 10, See y'all on Christmas, oh and be sure to review.
OH AND CHECK OUT THIS STORY Coincidence or Fate, I started reading it today on my phone, since I was dying of boredom a little while ago.
Anyway, I love this story. Shout out to the author.
Anyway, peace out homies.
