Hey guys. i am updating now and tomorrow. yes, i will be updating twice in a roll. want to know why i'm updating. because it's my BIRTHDAY! yes, i am nineteen today and i wanted o give you guys a gift of my own. for anyone who care, i had a great day with my fam and i am going back to school tomorrow.
anyways, enjoy.
sorry, for the mistakes. i wanted to get this up before midnight so it will be for my birthday.
Chapter XXVII
(Bpov)
After a week of fun and excitement, the last two weeks weren't ones I would put under the same category.
When I got home, all my mom and I did were fight. She kept saying how I was selfish and spoiled and how I didn't appreciate her. She clearly didn't hear what I said when I came home. She heard what she wanted to hear and not what I was saying. I was telling her she wasn't acting like the mom I thought I needed. But what she heard was that I thought she wasn't a good mom. Like I said, she heard what she wanted to. Whatever.
I thought it would be better when I got to school, but it wasn't. For the first day or two, I didn't see Jasper. I didn't get a chance to talk to him about my mom and ask how was he so unaffected by her. I thought it would be nice to get his thoughts on it. I did talk to Edward, but only when he came over on Monday so I could help him with his paper. Once again, the only time we hung out was because of his work. He didn't say anything about the ski trip; granted he was only there for an hour or two because his extra-long practice ran into the session, but still. I guess it wasn't that big of a deal. I decided to be over it.
Then Wednesday came. It started off as a normal day. Then as the day went on, it got weird. Girls were giving me those "I feel sorry for her" and "Don't feel bad" looks. Then guys were looking at me and chuckling. I even heard a few guys go, "Yeah, I would trade up too", whatever that means.
Then after we split ways to go to our lockers, Rosalie came back to me and told me. All I had to hear was Jasper's name and the name of his ex-girlfriend, Maria. The only girl in the whole school I generally despised.
In simple, the girl was a Hispanic version of sixteen to eighteen year old Renée; expect, she was probably a little safer than my mom. It wouldn't be so bad if she didn't date Jasper in addition to that. I wasn't jealous she dated him; well I would never say that out loud. The thing that made me dislike her so much is that Rosalie told me how much he cared for Maria. She never said he loved her, but I could understand what she meant. I don't know if she was just saying that or really meant it, but it made me feel better. But that was besides the point. When Jasper dated Maria and she hurt him, she didn't even care that she did. I just never understood how someone cannot care the way she did, especially about someone like Jasper.
When Rosalie told me there was something going around the school saying he and Maria were dating again; or at least hooking up, I didn't know exactly what that meant, but I knew I didn't like the sound of either of them. Like I always thought, Jasper might be a different kind of guy, but he was still a guy. That's why I wasn't all that surprise or upset when I heard about it. Well, that's what I was trying to convince myself. I tried to tell myself that we weren't dating, so why should I care who he talks to? But I couldn't not care. I mean, I really liked him, obviously more than that, and thought we were getting somewhere.
But though I thought that, that's wasn't why I bumped into Jasper trying my best not to cry in front of him. he wasn't the reason I've been crying and I didn't want him to think he was. It was because everyone has been teasing me again and joking about how Jasper was "trading up" for someone better and more experienced and how they would do the same thing. I guess it wasn't a surprise that I was less experienced than Maria, even if people thought I did it at least once – because according to Emmett, everyone did it at least once. But, that wasn't fair because everyone is less experienced than Maria. I mean, I'm sure there as prostitutes with less experience than that girl.
But that's why I was hurt and upset. It hurt because I thought that's what Jasper thought; that he was trading up for something better. I know I wasn't really thinking; but that's why I told him I wanted to stop hanging out. I wanted to do it before he did it to me.
Later that day, Edward called me; at least I thought it was Edward. His named showed up on my screen when my phone rang.
"Hello?" I questioned. I was surprised that he was calling. He usually text when he wants to talk to me. There was pause. Did he dial the number by accident or something? That would explain a lot. "Hello?" I said again.
"Hey, Belle." I heard Jasper's voice come through the phone. "Don't hang up." He said quickly. I wasn't going to. I mean, I was stun, but I wouldn't hang up on him. I was screening his calls and texts because I didn't want to hear him say I was right and we shouldn't hang out anymore. I just wanted to believe that he agreed when I said it, and he didn't need to voice it. He went on "Listen. I'm sorry about what happen. I'm not hooking up with my ex-girlfriend. I don't even know how that rumor got started."
"Are you sure it was a rumor?" I asked him. I took a deep breathe. I had to rethink what I was saying and going to say. I didn't want to sound like the jealous girlfriend I had no right to be. "I mean, Rosalie said someone saw you take her number. I guess that's how it could have started."
He gave a light chuckle. "I thought so." He mumbled. "I took her number to be nice. To be honest, I threw away as soon as I got in my classroom."
"Jasper, I don't care if you did or didn't." okay, that was bold face lie. I did care because if he did take it for another reason, it would mean that everyone was right and he was like every other guy. "You could have taken it. I mean, it's not like we're dating or anything." I gave a light hearted chuckle. Well, I tried to make it light hearted. I couldn't show anything that made it sounds like I anything but okay with him doing whatever he wanted. I mean, he did before me, why couldn't he do it afterwards?
"I know we're not dating, but I still like hanging out with you." He said.
I couldn't stop the smile. I gave a small cough so I wouldn't let my smile come through my voice. "You know, you don't have to say all this. I wasn't really mad at you. I didn't want you to think I was. I was much more embarrassed by everything, for both me and you. Rosalie told me about the things people were saying to you too and…"
He stopped me. "It's not about me. I don't care what people think of me. I do care what they think of you. I don't want people saying those things to you and if I have to go over the PA system tomorrow, I will. I just…"
I couldn't stop the chuckle. "You don't have to do that."
"I don't want you to go through hell because of me. So if you think we should not be seen together for a while, then I guess it will just have to be okay with me."
I shook my head. Then I remembered he couldn't see me. "I don't want to stop because I like hanging out with you too. I just said that because I thought you might and I wanted to get out the way. But if you don't, then…well, I guess we can keep hanging out, or whatever." I said, again trying to sound lighthearted about the whole thing.
"Uh…okay. I'll talk to you later?" he said. I nodded. I rolled my eyes at myself. He can't see you, remember?
I sighed. "Yeah, sure."
"Cool, bye." He said before he hung up.
The rest of the week, Jasper and I kept our distance for each other. I mean, I did give him a hug when he opened his arms for one, but other than that…well, let's just say, I tried not to get my hopes up about the whole thing again. However, it was really hard when he had his arms around me to give me one of his really long hugs that I really liked.
And if acting as if he didn't have the same effect on me wasn't enough, I had to deal like Tanya and her obvious "Team Maria" spirit all week.
I would have been happy when Friday came, but I had to have a session with Edward to help him with his math for his test on Monday. For the first half, all he did was snap at me. I wasn't upset by it because I was used to him and his snaps. It just he went back to the Edward who questioned and replied negatively to everything I said and it got annoying.
So I express he stopped.
When he did, he brought up the Jasper/Maria thing. I told him what I told Jasper before expressing I didn't wish to talk about it that too. I wanted to forget about it and that it happened. I couldn't do that if everyone kept bringing it up. Whatever happened should have been between Jasper, and me and unfortunately, Maria too. But because our school was so small, it wasn't and it was all I had to hear for the last three days. I didn't want to hear and/or talk about it on my own time.
He said okay before we started working on another problem. I walked him through it like the first one until he was done.
I held my hand out for the notebook to look at the problem to see if he got the right answer. Before I could, I heard my mother scream. I rolled my eyes. What in the world was she screaming about? And she calls me dramatic.
Then she called me. I breathed hard. What did she want? "What?" I answered.
"I have something to show you." She said after asking me to come down. Goodness, she was annoying. She knew I was busy and she was asking me to see something that I'm sure was nothing. I humored her by asking what it was. What was soimportant that she had to show me right now? "It's more like a who. Come down here, this person really want to see you." She said.
I rolled my eyes again. Okay, I'll bit. Perhaps the sooner I do, the sooner she will leave me alone. "Fine. Who is it?" I asked.
"Why don't you get off you lazy ass and come see?" I heard someone tease. I looked up. It wasn't just any someone. I knew that deep voice. I haven't heard it in person for over a year, only over the phone. It was the only person I would let swear to and around me without saying anything and just laugh. Was it really him? It couldn't be.
I turned towards the door. I gasped when I saw the six foot, two inches, russet colored skin and midnight black hair guy standing in my doorway. His smile was as the same as remembered. "Jake?" I breathed. "Jacob." It was him; it was really him.
He chuckled. "Are you just going to sit there repeating my name or are you going to get up and give me a hug?" he jokingly demanded.
He didn't have to tell me twice.
I scrambled off the floor and I ran over to him. I couldn't get to him fast enough. "Jacob!" I cheered as jumped at him and wrapped my arms around his neck.
He chuckled again as I did. He had to take a step or two back to control his balance. "Now that's a greeting." He said as he hugged me back. I pulled away so I could see his face. When I did, he gave me a confused looked. "Wait, who are you?" he asked.
"What?" I said in confusion.
He gave a smile. "I was expecting to see me my baby cousin, not this incredibly beautiful young woman." He joked. I gave a smile at the fact it didn't that him that long to notice my change. That means everyone did really see it that first day. I wondered if Jasper noticed too. Was it really that much of a difference?
But I wasn't use to getting comments like that from Jacob. "Shut up." I said playfully as I hit in him shoulder.
He chuckled. "I'm serious. You cut your hair; you got new clothes, and are those earrings I see in your ears? You look good, girl." He commented.
I laughed. "Thank you." I answered. I couldn't stop the wide grin when I saw it was really him. "What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Well, I'm on break and I didn't need to work so I thought it would nice to come home for a chance. I visited my dad and everyone else down as the Res. I have to head back Monday, so I thought…" Jacob was two years older than me so for the past two years, he's been away at his college. During his first year, he got a job that made him work all his breaks so we never got to see him. Until now.
And it didn't take me long to guess. "Why are you just now coming to me, you jerk?" I cut him off before hitting him in the shoulder again. This time, harder. How dare he make me his last thought?
He chuckled as he held the spot I punched him. "Hey. If you keep hitting me like this, I won't spent the weekend here and go back early." He playing threatened.
I gave a happy gasp. "The weekend? We get the spent the whole weekend together?" I asked.
"I don't know. I might have to change my mind if you're going to be abusive." He replied.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I said quickly as I hugged him again. It was the first time I've seen him in a year; I wasn't going to give up a chance to spend the whole weekend with just him and me. If that meant I had to say sorry a million times, then all I will need is a deep breathe.
He chuckled again. "Bella, its fine." He answered.
I pulled back and looked at him. "Are you really staying the whole weekend?" I asked. Just couldn't believe I get to hang out with my Jacob Black for three whole days. The longest was only about four hours. So to say this was almost too good to be true, well; I wouldn't be able to think of a bit of understatement.
He nodded. "I already asked Charlie before I came and he said was okay." He answered.
"Yay!" I cheered before hugging him again.
I mean, I would have if I didn't hear a throat clear. Jacob and I turned to it and saw Edward still sitting on the floor. I forget he was there. "Are you going to introduce me, Bella?" Edward asked, looking at the guy next to me.
That would be a good idea so Edward wouldn't get the wrong idea. We don't need another rumor starting; about me this time. We were just starting to get over the last one with Jasper. "Oh, right. Um…Edward, this is my best friend in the whole world, my cousin." I introduced them.
"Cousin?" Edward repeated in question before standing up.
Jake nodded. "Yep, Bella is my little cousin." He said rubbing my head. I knocked it off. He chuckled. "I guess the word 'little' is used loosely now, but you get the point." He looked at Edward before holding his hand out. "Jacob Black." He introduced himself.
"Edward Cullen." Edward replied before shaking Jake's hand.
"Cullen?" he questioned. Edward nodded. "Oh. I know why that sounds familiar you're Edward." Jake said as they took their hands back. "I've heard about you, well, read." Jacob said, smiling at me. "Bella, tells me about you in her letters she sent me." He said.
Edward said looking at me. "You do?" he asked me.
I shrugged. "I talk about everyone." I told him. he gave a small "oh" when I did.
Jacob's eyes shifted. "You play football?" he asked. Edward looked at him in confusion. Jake pointed to Edward's varsity jacket that was lying across my bed. It was the only times he took it off. I don't know why, but he use to not take it off or doesn't wear it at all when he was over here. But now, it was the first thing he did whenever he walked through the front door. He knows how to make himself at home, that's for sure.
Edward looked at the jacket before looking back and nodding. "Captain, actually."
"Captain?" Jake nodded. "Impressive."
"Do you play?" Edward asked.
"I use to. I was on defensive line. I quitted." He said.
"Too tough?" Edward guessed with a smile. I knew what the smile was. Too bad what Edward was thinking wasn't even close to the actually truth. That's why Jacob and I chuckled. Too tough for Jacob; that was a funny joke. There was almost nothing too tough for him. He even tried rugby once. If anything, football was not tough enough for him. "What?" he asked. Of course he didn't get the joke.
Jacob scratched his head. Trying to think of a way to be modest, I'm sure. "Uh…no. the coach said I was 'too aggressive' and I could seriously hurt someone. Coach suggested I leave the team for something else. So, I joined the wrestling team. It was a little more contact."
"Oh." Edward said. "I mean, I guess wrestling is cool too."
"Jacob was state champion for all four years in high school and last year at his college." I bragged about my cousin.
"Bella, my biggest fan." Jacob laughed. I nodded. Being so proud of him and all the things he did, I couldn't help but to brag. Plus, it would be nice to hear bragging about someone and something other than football and the team. He looked at the floor. "Was I interrupting something?" he asked I tilted my head. He nodded to what he was looking at.
I looked at floor and saw the books, paper and notebook. That's right I was doing something with those items. But it wasn't that important. I looked at Jake. "No." I said, the same time Edward said yes. I looked at him.
"Well, I let you two get back to whatever it was you were doing." Jacob said.
"You don't have to go." I said.
Jake shook his head. "It's fine. I have to the store anyways. Auntie Renée is making my favorite meal and she asked me to get some things for dinner." He said before turning to leave. I grabbed his shirt. I didn't want him to leave the house. What if he didn't come back? I was afraid, because he has done it before. It wasn't his fault. He had to go back to school because he had to work the next day, but still. He patted my hand, probably knowing what I was thinking. "Relax, Bells. I will be back. We have all weekend to hang out. Now go back to studying or whatever." He said before hugging me again. He smiled at Edward. "Nice to meet you Edward." He said to him.
Edward nodded. "You too, man. Hey, we have a game tomorrow. It's the last play-off one before we can go to the championship. Maybe you should stop by and see how the team is doing." He invited.
Jake nodded. "Maybe; Bella and I will talk. Get back to work you two. I'll see you when I get back." He said before leaving the room.
I waved at him as he walked down the stairs.
"What was that?" Edward asked when Jacob was gone. I looked at him he looked upset. I wondered why. Probably because he didn't like me stopping in the middle our session like that. He was never the one for being interrupted. He's always so upset annoyed when I do. That's why it surprised me when he let me go with Jasper during the trip; then again, he did ignore me for the rest of the break. Putting the two together, I think I just figured out why he ignored me. If that the case, he's kind of a baby.
"Sorry about that, but I haven't seen him in forever." I told him.
"Well, who is he?" he asked.
I shrugged. "I told you, he's my cousin." I repeated.
"Cousin?" he questioned again. I nodded. I didn't understand why he didn't get that. "He doesn't…" he stopped and cleared his throat. "He didn't like you or your father." he poked out. Then I realized what he meant.
"He's not my real cousin. My father and his father were best friends, like brothers. When Charlie married my mother, we got them too; so we became close. He's like my best friend in the world. I would consider him a brother, but I don't see him enough to call him that." I explained. "It's easier to call him my cousin than to explain this whole thing." I said. But sometimes, like now, I have to explain it anyways.
"I thought Rosalie was your best friend." He said.
I chuckled. "Don't tell her I said that. Rosalie is my friend, but Jacob is my family." I told him.
"Oh. Wait, J…J as in Jacob." He said. I nodded. "That's who you were talking to in that notebook." He mumbled.
I nodded again. "I write to him about everything that's going on. That's why he said he's read about you. I found it easier to just write in a notebook rather than looking for…" I stopped because I realized what he said. It was like I didn't hear it until I replied. "Wait, you read my notebook?" I asked
His face dropped. "Uh…yeah, I thought it was your journal and…"
"You read it even when you thought it was my journal?" I snapped. How could he do that? "Is that what you were doing that day when you were 'looking for something interesting to do', you were reading my notebook?"
"It wasn't even your journal so why are you all upset?" he snapped back.
I groaned. Of course he wouldn't get it. I understood him, but he didn't understand me. "That doesn't matter. The fact that you didn't put it down until I walked into the room is why I'm so upset. And the fact that you read it when you thought it was something more than a letter notebook. You read something personal and my thoughts that were clearly meant for one person, that person not being you. That is so rude; I can't even come up with a better word for it. How can I trust you, in my house, in my room?" I demanded in an enraged tone. What kind of person did that? Did he read his sister's diary when she wasn't in the room?
He rolled his eyes. "You're really making a big deal out of nothing."
I gave him a disbelieving look. Did he really just say that? "You are such a jerk." I snapped before I turned away from him. I couldn't even look at him right now.
"Okay. I'm sorry." I heard him sigh.
"Shut up, Edward. You're just saying that." I replied.
"I am not. I really am sorry. Don't be mad at me. I was just seeing what you think about me." he said.
I turned him. "That's a real stupid reason." I said.
"What the hell does that mean?" he said in a defensive tone.
He had no right to be defensive or offended, but I answered anyways. "I mean, you know me. You know you could have just asked me whatever you wanted to know and I would have told you. I'm a pretty open person. You didn't have to look though my stuff."
"I'm sorry." He said again. "I was stupid; I know and shouldn't have done it"
"You're right. You were and shouldn't have."
"Do you forgive me?" he asked. I don't know if he was actually sorry or just saying it so I would stop talking about it. His eyes gave the impression that he was genuinely sorry. I mean it wasn't really my journal. But still, the fact that he read it when he thought it was not okay.
I rolled my eyes. "Don't do it again." I demanded. He nodded. "Can we just continue this?" I said before sitting where I was. He followed my lead.
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Jacob told Edward he would talk to me about the game and he did just that. During dinner, Jake "casually" brought up the Saturday game. My dad thought it was a good idea and good way for Jacob and I hang out. I was surprised my mother didn't say something about Jacob attracting the attention of the cheerleaders and help me or something else I knew she was thinking. But then again, she was never too…rude, I guess is the right word, when Jake was around. I think she was too busy reminding herself that he is technically her nephew and he only sees her as an aunt. I think that's the only thing keeping her from attacking him with flirty and seduction comments.
So when Saturday night came, that's what we did.
"Jake, why are we here?" I asked as we walked with the other people.
"You're friend invited us." he reminded.
"But you know I won't understand anything." I reminded him. I wasn't lying when I tell people I don't like football because I don't understand it. I really don't. I don't know the first about the game or the sport or the positions.
He chuckled. "I thought it would be nice to get out. And don't worry, I'll walk you through it." he said. "We're here, so just have fun." He said.
"Sure." I replied.
"I'm going to get some snacks." He said in my ear before leaving me to go the concession stand.
I was about to walk up the stairs towards the benchers to find us a place to seat, but I got stopped. "Bella!" I heard my name. I looked over the crowd to see a blonde ponytail coming towards me. When she broke through the crowd, Rosalie ran over to me and hugged me. The hug surprised me. I gave a hi. "What are you doing here?" she asked, knowing how I felt the sport.
I gave a sigh with a small smile. "My cousin is in town and wanted to come. Why are you in a cheerleading uniform?" I asked, looking down at what she was wearing. She wasn't a cheerleader, so she didn't have to wear the uniform when they performed. So why was she wearing one now?
She rolled her eyes. "Stupid Laruen got a damn stomach illness so I had to take her place."
"Oh, that's too bad. I hope she'll be okay. Do you think anyone else will get sick before the championship?" I asked.
She gave a heavy sigh. "I really hope not." She replied.
"Hey Bells." I heard Jacob. I turned to him. "I got popcorn. Everything else didn't look too good." He said when he was next to me.
"Okay." I said to him.
"Hi." I heard Rosalie choke out. I looked at her with confusion. When was the last time she choked something out like that in from of a guy? Rosalie Hale was always one of the most confident people in world, especially around guys. She never choked; that was something I did. And what was she choking about? Who was she doing for?
Jacob smiled at her. "Hello. Are you one of Bella's friends?" he asked. When he did, she didn't answer.
"Yeah, she is." I answered for her. What the heck was wrong with her? Why was she acting like she was in front of her favorite celebrities or something?
"I think I will be meeting a lot of them this weekend. Which one are you; what's your name?" he asked.
"My name? My name is….uh…I'm… uh…"
"Rosalie?" I answered.
She did one of my fast nods. "Rosalie. My name is Rosalie." She answered.
He chuckled. "I should have guessed. You're the only blonde I think Bella likes. Jacob, by the way." He said holding his hand. She stared at it before slowly taking and shaking it. "Bella was right. You're very pretty." He commented. And then she did the unthinkable. She blushed. Rosalie actually blushed. She could do that? I didn't know because I never seen it. Why was she doing it now? It wasn't like she never heard the comment. I don't think I see it when Emmett says to her, which is all the time.
"Thank you. You'll be here for the weekend?" she said.
He nodded. "Visiting Bella."
"And you came to a high school football game?" she asked.
He shrugged. "I thought it would be nice to see you guys go to the championships." He answered. He looked toward the field. "Speaking of which, I think I should go find us a seat." He looked back Rosalie. "Nice meeting you." He said.
"You too." She said before he left. She watched him as he walked the benchers. She turned to me and grabbed my arm and started shaking it. "Who is that?" she asked.
"Stop shaking me." I urged as I yanked it out of her grip. "That's Jacob, my cousin. I told you about him." I answered her.
"You didn't tell me he was six feet of pure sexiness." She replied.
I rolled my eyes. "Maybe because he's my cousin and I don't see him that way."
"So you don't mind if I talk to him?" she said.
I laughed at her. "Sure, if you can. I don't think I ever seen you choke like that; are you okay, by the way?" I joked. She glared at me. She always makes fun of me when it comes to her brother. I guess she wasn't use to being the other way around for once. It was nice to finally be able to tease her about something like that.
"Shut up." She snapped.
I chuckled before continuing. "Don't you alright have a boyfriend; Emmett, remember?" I said.
She shrugged. "He will be fine. Besides, he will not be at the party tonight so what he doesn't know won't hurt him." she said. Right, she could believe that if she wanted to. But the way he is with her and her time with him, I highly doubt he would be okay with her flirting with Jacob. But as long as he didn't punch my cousin in the face because of his jealously, I will be fine; not like Jacob can't handle himself. "I have to go get ready. I'll see you after the game." She said before walked away.
When she left, I walked up the benchers to sit next to Jacob. Before I could, someone else stopped me. I turned to see one of the players taking his helmet off. When he did, I saw it was the other twin jogging towards me this time. I smiled at him as I walked to the railing. "Hey. You came." He said looking up at me. I leaned on the railing before nodding. "I thought you hated football." He teased.
I gave a smile. "My cousin wanted to come. I figure I could suffer through it for once night." I joked.
He chuckled. "Well, tell your cousin I said thanks for dragging you."
I nodded. "Sure. You better win." I teased.
"I'm sure we can do that. You're not the only one who wants that. It's a pretty big game. Maybe you can offer some assistance." He said.
I gave a confused look. "How?" I asked. He knew I didn't understand the game. How was I supposed to offer assistance?
He gave a smile. "A good luck kiss might help." He answered.
I tucked my hair behind my ear. "Another one of your tricks?" I assumed. It was his second try this week. I found his tricks flattering, yet humorous. It was like he was trying everything he could think to make me do it again. The reason changed for why I wasn't falling for them. After the Maria thing, I was afraid it wouldn't live up to his standards.
"This one is for a good cause. You don't want to be the reason we lose, do you?" he asked. I gave a chuckled as I shook my head. "Then one small good luck one won't hurt." he answered.
He was right. One small one wouldn't hurt. And it wasn't like I didn't want to do it again. I needed to prepare myself. I keep telling myself that and that he wouldn't want to do it again after the second time. But the only way to get ready is to just do it. And he clearly wanted to because he kept bringing it up. If I keep turning down, sooner or later he would think I wasn't interest and that was the last thing I wanted. He's been trying to get on my good side all week. It might be time to tell him I was over the Maria thing and that I was happy he didn't let her get a tight hold on him again. Because I was.
I smiled at him. "Okay." I crouched down. He leaned in. Instead of leaning away, I reached through the railing and grabbed his chin. I turned his head and kissed his cheek. It was a quick peck because I felt my heart race. I thought if I kissed him on the cheek it wouldn't do that like when he kissed me, but I was wrong. Maybe there was no such thing as me being "more ready" because the racing heart will probably never not happen.
I pulled away. "Happy?" I said as I gave him another smile as I wiped the lip gloss from his face.
He chuckled. "Guess that's good enough for now."
"Jasper!" someone called him. We both turned to see Edward waving over. "Will you come the hell back? We do have a game you know." he yelled.
Jasper nodded before turning back to me. "I have to go. It's game time." he told me. "Are you staying for the whole thing?" he asked. I nodded. "Good, I'll talk to you afterwards."
"Okay." I said.
"I'll be showing off for you." He said. The confident smile dropped. Wait…for me? Just for me? Is that what he meant, just for me? How would he be doing that? I don't know, but I think I would have to look out for him "showing off for me".
"O…okay." I shuttered out, feeling like old Bella again. He gave a wink before putting his helmet back on and jogging back to the field to rejoin the rest of the players. When he did, I stood up and walked over to where Jacob was. When I sat next to him, I felt his eyes on me. I tried to act as if I didn't, but I couldn't. I could feel his eyes on me and he wasn't looking away. Stop it. Stop it. He wasn't stopping. I turned to him "What?" I asked.
"What was that?" he asked.
"Nothing. What are you talking about?" I told him.
"If it's nothing, how do you I was talking about something?" he challenged.
I rolled my eyes. "It was just a good luck kiss. It's a big game and I thought it would help." I answered.
"The good luck thing isn't what I had a problem with."
"Jacob…" I groaned, knowing what he had a "problem" with. When Charlie and Billy told him to look after me, that's exact what he does. Sometimes he acts more like a father than a cousin.
"Does Uncle know?" he asked, ignoring my groan.
"Know what?" I asked.
"That you're dating a football player." He said.
I shook my head. "I'm not dating him, Jake." I told him. I tried to hide the sadness and disappointment from my voice. I wanted it, but I was going to be okay that we weren't.
"So what was that?" he asked again.
"Nothing." I urged. Goodness, he was acting like I made out with the boy. It was just a simple peck. And it was on the cheek for that matter.
"So, what are you doing with Mr. Nothing or do you go around randomly kissing people now?" he asked. I gave a light chuckled. If that was happening, my mom would be loving it while dad would have kept trying to keep me in room.
"I'm…" I gave a sigh. "Nothing. We're not doing anything. That was our second kiss and it wasn't even on the lips." I told him.
"You kissed him before?" he asked.
"He kissed me, over break." I was kind of surprise he didn't know that already because I sent him a letter about it the day after I got back. But not that I think about it, if he was break all this time, he wasn't at school so he most likely not have gotten it.
"And…" he urged me to go on.
I sighed. "We're just hanging out, Jake; okay?" I hope he wasn't going to do this all weekend. The last thing I wanted was to spend the weekend annoyed with him because he's acting like my dad and started throwing random questions and comments my way.
"Yeah, well, if I heard something else is 'hanging out', it's getting chopped off." he threatened. I shook my head. There he goes, acting like a dad again.
Thankfully the game buzzer went off; signaling the start of the game will begin soon. "Let's just watch the game you dragged me to." I said as one of the players kicked the ball.
During the game, Jacob explained what was happening and who was doing what and what plays were being done. I got the grist of what he was saying; enough to get involved in the game to cheer with the rest of the people when the team clearly scored. Now that I somewhat knew what was happening, I was joying myself. It helped that every time a play was done successful or the team went up a point or two. Jasper would look up to where I was sitting and smiled at me. That was reason enough for me to want them to win.
It was the last quarter. The teams were tied. The teams set up at the end of the field that was closer for the other team. It was a good thing we had the ball. Edward got the ball. He ran pass Jasper. Before I or anyone else knew what was happening, Jasper was running to our end zone. It took me a while to realize it and I think I did around the same time everyone else did, but Jasper had the ball. He was running towards the end zone and dodging everyone coming at him. It wasn't until he was ten yard away from the end zone when he got pushed out of bounce. I couldn't believe he ran eighty-five yards. Now I was impressed. That was the longest run all night.
The time on the clock stopped. The crowd cheered because, the way he was playing tonight, they knew was going to make it the next time they set up.
The teams lined up. What sounded like random things were yelled before Edward was toss the ball. He spun out the way of the other team's player before slanging the ball to Jasper. He ran for it. He jumped and caught the ball with one hand. When he landed, he was in the end zone, so it was like he literally fell in it. The crowded yelled and cheered. I looked at the board. The numbers on the scoreboard changed. We won.
When I looked back to the field, Jasper out off the ground and did a no hand back flip. When he was done, he took his helmet. He looked my way and pointed at me. I gave a small and shy smile. That's what he meant by "showing off for me". If his mission was to impress me tonight, I think I might have to say mission accomplished.
"Was that for you?" Jacob asked me.
I gave a shrug. "I don't know." I told him; even though I was pretty sure it was, but there was no need for him to know if it was or wasn't. I'm sure no one else did, so why should Jacob get to know? I think I wanted it to be just for me and Jasper. "Come on, let's go congratulate them." I told him when I saw everyone else do what same.
I followed Jake down the steps and out of the stand. Rosalie and Alice came over to me. I told them good job cheering and it was a good game. Rosalie saw Jacob behind me and started talking to him, asking him did he like the game. He started talking to her and Alice. While they did, I looked for Jasper. I saw him talking to someone. Then he looked my way and smiled. He turned to the person and said something before turning back to me and started making his way through the crowd. Then he was out.
Before I realized what or why I was doing it, I ran towards him. When I got to him, I jumped in his arms and hugged him around the neck.
"Whoa. That was a bigger hug than I was expecting." He joked as he hugged me back. It was a bigger one than I was expecting to give him. I giggled as I pulled away and he placed me back on the ground. "I'm guessing you like the game." He said.
I nodded. "You were great." He gave a smile. Then I noticed how that sounded, like I was just watching him; through it wasn't far from the truth, I didn't want to him think that and get a big head from it. "I mean, the whole team was great. It was a great game." I told him.
He chuckled. "Thanks. I'm glad you thought so. Maybe that kiss really did help." He teased. I gave a shrug. Maybe it did. "Maybe you can come you can come to the championship game and give me something stronger." He said.
I blushed as my smile turned into a shyer one. He has to say things like that. I think he enjoys seeing me embarrass myself in front of him. "What does that mean?" I replied.
He gave a smile. He was about to say something, but got interrupted. "Hey Bells." I heard a voice. I didn't have to turn to know it was my cousin. I was happy to hear it earlier, but that's when he wasn't interrupting a good moment. The bad thing was; I knew why he did. Dang it. I thought he was distracted by Rosalie and Alice.
He stood next to me. When he did, I saw he had a good foot on Jasper. I'm sure he saw it too. He looked at Jasper. "Hey, nice game; man. You're on a great team." He praised.
"Thanks. I was just thanking Bella for her extra luck." He replied.
Jacob looked at me on the side of his eye. He gave a hum. "Yeah, I saw that." he mumbled. I rolled my eyes. Not this again.
"I don't mean to be rude, but who are you?" Jasper asked. I gave a giggle.
Jacob looked at him and smiled. "Sorry. I'm Jacob, Bella's cousin." He answered.
"Oh. Jasper." Jasper introduced himself. "Bella's…" he looked at me on the side of his eye. I knew why he did that. he didn't know what to call himself. I didn't either. I gave a shrug. He looked back at my cousin. "Friend." He said as he held out his hand. Jacob looked at it. I gave him a slight nudge in the side, telling him to be just as nice to Jasper as he was to all my other friends. He gave a small breathe before taking and shaking Jasper's hand. Was that so hard?
"Wait, did you say Jasper?" Jacob asked. Jasper nodded as he took back his hand. "I think I know you." He went on.
Jasper gave a confused look. "You do?"
"Well, I feel like I do. You're the legendary Jasper Hale"
"Legendary?" Jasper questioned.
"Bella is always talking about you." Jake clarified. I was wanted to hit myself in the head. Better yet; hit Jake in the head. He was embarrassing me. I'm sure Charlie would be happy. Jasper is probably going to think I'm obsessed with him or something. If he didn't know he was the guy I talked about impressing, he knows now. Yeah, thanks for that Jake.
"Really?" Jasper turned to me. "She does?" he said with a smile.
I felt my face redden in embarrassment like I knew it would. "I tell Jacob about everyone." I told him the same thing I told Edward.
"But you talk about him the most." Jake said.
"Shut up." I groaned.
Jasper chuckled. "It's fine. I don't mind being talked about by you." He said. I gave him a smile.
"Bella, we should probably get going." Jacob said. I know the reason why he wanted to leave. He wanted to talk to my dad about this, and probably even question me someone. No doubt he was going to tell Charlie all about this little thing that just happened when we get home. I would have to remind him that it's nothing. But I don't know how much good that will do. I knew there wasn't much I could do to stop him from doing so; but I hope he didn't. My dad and Jake didn't need to be worried about anything. As much to my dislike, Jasper and I weren't doing anything.
But we will see when we get there. I gave a nod. "Uh…Bella." Jasper stopped me when he saw it. I looked at him. "We won; so there's a party tonight. Are you coming?" he said, getting right to the point.
"Um…probably not. My cousin is only here for the weekend and I want to hang out with him." I told him. Okay, it was kind of a lie. I don't think I would have gone even if Jacob wasn't here. Since the first party I went to for the team, I really haven't been to another. I wasn't afraid of Tanya. Like I told her, I wasn't afraid of her anymore. I just never feel like fighting with her and she makes sure that it would take too much effort to ignore her, so that was out. I fight with her enough at school; I don't need to add extra places.
"He can come." Jasper told me.
"Will there be alcohol?" Jake asked before I could answer.
"I'm sure there will be." Jasper answered.
"Will you be drinking?" Jake asked. I really wish he would stop with the big brother patrol.
Jasper looked at me. What, did he expect me to me answer the question? Why did he think I would? When I didn't answer, he chuckled. Why did he chuckle? What was that about? He could have just said yes. I didn't care that he did. I mean, I did. I feel the same way about him drinking that I did about Rosalie doing it. I tell her not to do it; she doesn't listen and I don't force it on her. I won't force my beliefs on him either. And I wasn't going to lie and tell Jacob he didn't. There's really no point. He would just find another reason to be all over Jasper.
He turned back to my cousin. "No; I won't be. I don't drink anymore." He answered. I gave him a shocked look. He didn't? Since when? Was it because of me? Was that why he chuckled? He must have been surprised and found it humorous that I didn't tell Jake that – because apparently I talk about him so much. I did, but Jacob didn't have to tell Jasper that. – But I didn't know. I thought he did. I guess that's what I miss when I don't go to parties.
"Oh. Okay, then what about girls and music?" Jake asked.
Jasper looked at me again; this time on the side of his eye. He gave a smile before shifting his eyes back to my cousin. "Well, I don't know about the girls, but the music is good. The best selections from my own personal playlist." Jasper said.
Jake chuckled. "I will be the judge of that. I'm in." he said.
Jasper looked at me. "So you're coming too, right?" he asked.
"Of course she is." Jake said. I looked at him. He was just all over Jasper and embarrassing me like he took something out of my father's handbook or at least taking lessons, and now he wanted me to go to a party? Isn't that a little backwards? Jacob looked at me. "Come on, Bells. Me, twenty-one years old, alone with a bunch of drunken teenagers? That really doesn't look good for me." he replied to the looked. I heard Jasper give a small chuckle. "So you're going." he ordered.
"Fine." I sighed, rolling my eyes. I really didn't want to go, but he was right. It would look a little weird if he was there without another teenager for an excuse.
"Great." Jasper said. I turned to him. I saw him smiling at me. When I did, I couldn't help but smile back. Stopping by won't hurt, right? He turned to someone calling his name. When he, Edward and Emmett were waiting for him. He turned back to me. "I should go change or I'll be partying in my gear." He joked. I gave a chuckle. "It's at Rosalie's and mine house. I'm sure you know how to get there." He said. I nodded. "Good. See you there?" I nodded again. He wrapped one arm around my waist and hugged me. "I'm going to be looking for you so you better come." He said in my ear.
I gave a breath. "I will." I told him in his ear. I just couldn't handle it when he said things like that to me. No one knows how long I've been waiting for him to talk and flirt with me like the way he does. But now when he does, I feel like I'm going to faint. It was like a dream and I was always afraid I would wake up right after he did.
He pulled and smiled at me. "Nice to meet you, Jacob." He said to my cousin.
"You too." Jake said before Jasper turned and left us.
When he did, I turned to Jacob. "Why do you want to go to a high school party?" I asked him.
He gave a shrug. "It will give us something to do, give Charlie and Renée some alone time. Besides, it will be a good way for me to get a look of this Jasper guy and see the way he is with you." He said. I rolled my eyes.
"You know you're not my father, right?" I reminded him, because with stuff like that coming out his mouth, he clearly needed it.
"No, but your father wants me to keep you safe and that's what I'm doing. Don't worry; I'm not going to interfere when you guys are dancing or anything like; I mean unless he tries something you're not ready for. Besides…"he stopped and watched the cheerleaders walk pass us. They waved at him. He gave a smile before giving a small wave back. They all blushed and giggled. What was wrong with those girls? It was just Jacob. It must have either been "the new guy feeling" or the fact that he was in college. He looked at me. "I might be busy myself. It has been a while since I've been with a high school girl." He joked with a smile.
"Ew. You're disgust." I groaned. He laughed loudly because I'm sure I gave him the reaction he wanted. "Whatever. If we're going to the party, I'm not going like this." I told him gesturing to my skinny jeans and one of my t-shirts that Alice cut to make it look girlier. When I told her I would wear the clothes she gave me, but I wasn't getting rid of the ones I already had, she took some of my favorites and cut different designs in them. "We need to make a stop." I told him before we walked back to the car.
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