She stretched lazily as she sat up in bed, rubbing her eyes, looking around at the room. She'd spent half the night last night decorating it, making it her own, there were no traces of her older sister's boring and utilitarian style in it anymore. Her posters hung on every wall, most of them vintage classic rock band photos, and she'd strung up colorful paper lanterns that she'd taken from Bella's wedding reception, kept in her old room back in Florida when her mom and Phil moved there.
Her sketches and photographs lined the wall over the mattress that now sat on the floor, because being clumsy and a wild sleeper, she'd stopped using bed frames when she was probably about 13 and nearly broke her arm when she'd fallen off the top bunk of the bunk beds in the room she'd been sharing with her sister at their mom's at the time. Above that mattress, her hand crafted 'canopy' hung, the lace and tulle framing her bed, sort of isolating it from the rest of the room.
Her clothes and shoes practically burst from the closet now, and her books were stacked in a corner haphazardly. Her laptop, cell phone, glasses and radio sat on the pale white desk in front of the window, and it actually did feel cozy. Then there was her vanity table, an old desk dragged down from the attic last night, and it was full of makeup, perfume, hair styling utensils.
It was definitely a lot more lived in looking than Bella's version of the same room had ever been and the thought made Emmaleigh smile as she stood and stretched gracefully, slinking to the closet, grabbing some jeans, a pale blue cardigan and a white tank top, her slide on brown boots. "Wonder if dad's awake?" she mused to herself as she slipped down the stairs, and into the kitchen where she found a note from her father saying he'd had to go in to work, a case came in really early, but he'd take her to this small diner when he got home for something to eat so maybe they could catch up.
"And now, I have absolutely nothing to do." she mused as she grabbed a box of cereal, then the milk from the fridge, her nose crinkling when she realized the milk was sour. "Dad, seriously.. Do you do any sort of grocery shopping?" she muttered as she opened the other side of the refridgerator and then the cabinets all around the kitchen, gaping at how barren they were.
"Well then.. Suppose I'm going to the grocery store. Because there are just some things I cannot live without." she muttered as she grabbed keys her father's old truck, and then her purse. "All this for a fucking bowl of cereal, seriously." she grumbled as she walked out into the morning chill, and immediately raced back in, slamming the door shut behind her.
"Fuck me sideways, it's cold out there." she grumbled as she ran up the stairs, grabbed a thicker sweater to go over her cardigan. She hadn't realized just how cold it did get here in late fall, early winter, or she'd have definitely bought herself a bomber jacket, something.
Knocking at the door had her raising a brow, and when she threw it open seconds later, she found herself looking waay up at a much taller, much more handsome Jacob Black.
"Move, Black, I'm on a mission."
He snickered and then asked, "Really."
"Really. There's no fucking food in this house and a girl must have her coco puffs in the morning." Emmaleigh said as she tried to ignore the way her throat kept wanting to close up, or the way her eyes kept finding his eyes, or.. Basically everything about him.
Nope, wasn't gonna happen. Not again. She'd outgrown that crush.. Hadn't she?
"Are you okay there, Em?" Jacob asked, watching her looking at him, smiling a little, biting his lower lip. "I,uhh, yeah.. And if you won't move, or tell me what you're doing here, then you're coming with me." she said as she grabbed his hand, swearing under her breath as he chuckled and asked, "Where?"
"The grocery store, damn it."
"It's like 8 am."
"And? I want cereal. So shut up and drive, Black." she said as she tossed him the keys to the truck that he'd driven last with Bella as a passenger. He looked at her and she said "I'm not good with stick shifts.. I mean I can drive 'em, but I'd really rather not."
"Oh. So you need a driver then."
"Damn it, Black, seriously? You're gonna pick an argument with someone who needs her bowl of coco puffs and at least two big mugs of black coffee BEFORE she's had said things? Do you just wanna die?" Emmaleigh asked in amusement as he laughed and said "Nope, I just know that there's probably not a lot you can do, shorty."
The nickname had her pouting, because he'd started calling her that when he'd ultimately friendzoned her all those years ago as a kid. She hid it, however, and then snapped her fingers in front of his face as she asked, "And now I'm gonna ask you.. Are you okay?"
"Yeah." Jacob said as he started the truck and backed down the driveway, laughing as she went for the radio, turning it on, singing along to an Aerosmith song playing on it. "You're a good singer."
"My voice sounds like nails on a chalkboard, but hey, I'll take it." Emmaleigh joked as she asked, "So.. How've you been since I saw you last?"
"I've been okay." Jacob said as he asked, "What about you?"
"Good. Florida was pretty awesome. But dad needs me here with him now, he won't admit it, but he kinda gets lonely. Just waiting to start college next week, I'm sort of taking this week to rest and get settled." Emmaleigh said as she looked at him, then said quietly, "I heard about you and the thing with my sis, and I wanted to say I was sorry.. She's not.. She's stupid is what she is.. I mean I like Edward, but, she's the one who did all the sacrificing. I think that it should be a two way street, ya know?"
Jacob nodded and then said quietly, "It really didn't hurt as much as I thought it would. I mean yeah, at first.. But it just sort of made me realize that I didn't feel what I thought I felt." as he shrugged and smiled to himself. Same sweet nature she'd always had. Same open bubbly honesty. And apparently, the same feisty stubborn streak.
This made him happy.
"So... It's fucking cold here." she pouted as he asked, "Do you want me to turn the heat up?"
"Nah, for some reason, it's warm and toasty in the truck." she muttered, realizing how warm his skin was. She gasped as she looked at him and said "You're burning up! Why in the hell did you let me drag you into this?"
He panicked and then said quietly, "Because I'm not sick.. I just stay like this when it's cold out. Guess my skins thicker or something." as he looked at her. If she didn't buy it, he'd either have to tell her the truth about him now, and risk losing her, or best worst case scenario, he might get a little TLC out of the deal. Personally, he hoped it'd be the latter and not the first thing.
Because he wasn't even supposed to be seeing her, but what Uley didn't know wouldn't kill him, Jacob figured.
She felt his forehead, their bodies brushing against each other in the small closed in space and said with a worried tone, "Are you sure you feel okay?"
"Yes, Em, I'm fine, I promise." Jacob said quietly as he looked at her, licking his lips. Her scent was all around him, it was driving him nuts right now and it was taking literally every bit of will power he had not to lean in and kiss her.
"Okay, alright. I was just making sure." Emmaleigh muttered as she bit her lower lip, slid her legs onto the seat beside her, remaining in the middle of the truck, close to him, mostly because he was warm and she was not. They pulled into the parking lot of the grocery store just a few minutes away from the reservation and she said "So.. Let's go find food, shall we?" as she playfully bumped against him, making him bump against her.
Paul was at work when they walked in and he quickly grabbed Jacob and hissed, "Are you fucking nuts? You imprinted her, Jake, you know the rules."
"And I'm going to be careful." Jacob insisted as Paul watched her grabbing things, putting them into a shopping cart, nudging Jacob as he said "Wow. She actually turned out pretty damn cute."
"Lahote, don't even think about it."
"Oh I'm not. Just an observation." Paul mused as he called her name, watched her turn around. She blinked and then said "Paul?"
"Yeah. Don't I get a hug, tiny?" he asked, mostly to make Jake's inner jealous wolf surface. The petite curvy brunette skipped over and hugged Paul as she said in amusement, "That scar over your eye from the rock I pegged you with healed nicely, I see."
"Mhmm. And all is forgiven. I kinda get why you did it. I mean I was picking on Jake." Paul said with a wink as Emmaleigh blushed a little and gave him a slightly dirty look before asking Jacob, "Hey, umm.. Where's the coffee?"
"I'll show you." Jacob said as he gave Paul one last warning glare, slid his arm around Emmaleigh's waist and lead her down the aisle where the coffee was. "How in the hell do you drink that stuff?"
"It gives me energy."
"So does an energy drink. "
"Those are gross." Emmaleigh said as they grabbed the coffee and then she grabbed a few boxes of candy, throwing them into the shopping cart. "So.. What were you at my dad's for?"
"Well, I heard you were coming back, I kinda wanted to see you." Jacob admitted as Emmaleigh smiled at him then said with a casual shrug, "Cool.. You don't have other plans I'm keeping you from though, right?"
"Not really."
She nodded and after paying for the food, they left the supermarket, and she flopped down onto the couch in her father's den a little while later, turning on the tv, watching a movie that was playing, while thinking about seeing Jacob again. And reminding herself she was over her childish crush on the guy. But even as she thought this, she knew it not to be true.
A/N: Okay, so Bella is NOT my favorite Twilight character. And everybody's been doing these amazing sis fics, I wanted to join in the fun. There will be occasional Bella bashing, so if you don't agree with it, or the fact that Nessie is NOT Jake's imprint, my original character is, then yeah, you won't like the story.
Story is set POST SERIES. It will be pack and Jacob / oc centric. Meaning I won't be writing in the Cullens too terribly often, this is sort of an alternate life/imprint/ending for Jacob, who happens to be my favorite wolf. ;p
Jacob, by the way, is 20 and Emmaleigh is 19, a freshman in college.
Those of you still reading, who wanted Jacob to imprint on someone other than a baby maybe, I love you all. If you want me to keep this one going, please do review. No flames, please? I wasn't sure about posting this one on here, as people tend to have epic bitch fits if you bash Bella or pair Jacob with anyone but her annoying ass or Nessie.
This is just a look at what might have been IF Bella had a sister and Jacob had not imprinted on Nessie. It will be hella fluffy, slightly sexy/provocative, and mostly humor.
Anyway, yeah.. Nobody get mad at me, this is just a scenario that's been dying to be written by me for a while now, so I decided to go for it finally.
