Hi again, I just want to say, you all are awesome! Keep up the reviews, they make me feel giddy inside lol, but anyway, to get to business: Nessie is going to start feeling more confused than ever, just thought I'd give the heads up, and yes, Oliver is going to get on all of your nerves, especially if you're a team Jacob member, but...it just makes for such interesting reading I can't help it. Well, enough talking, here's chapter twenty one, enjoy and please review, thanks.

Again, for the nth plus one time, I do not own any of Stephanie Meyer's fabulous work, solely the plot and some new characters in this story.

******************************Bella************************************

I watched as my distraught daughter ate her scrambled eggs with a glass of blood—she had looked so pensive while she'd pleaded for it that I couldn't deny her—and thought over what Edward had told me.

Oliver had kissed Nessie. The fact that my daughter was barely going to be a teenager, and that Oliver had—my eyes sparkled dangerously—'groped' her, as Edward had put it…well, it had me on high alert. For one, if Nessie had cooperated—again, I tried not thinking too badly about the boy who'd put his dirty paws on her—then that meant she must be quite aware of the opposite sex.

I looked at the wolf sitting across from her; Jacob was looking at the glass of blood in disgust but with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. He was in a good mood this morning, as was Nessie, though I could see confusion in her eyes, as if something about Jacob was giving her a headache. Nonetheless, she humored him and the two of them laughed heartily over nothing in particular.

He was the main reason I was now morbidly terrified. For all any of us knew, Oliver could be just a harmless experience, a young infatuation, but if Nessie suddenly decided she wanted to try stuff with Jacob…I might as well give them my blessing now.

I didn't like it. If Nessie was getting 'urges' I hated to think what might run through Jacob's head should he find out. Edward had notified us that, ever since they'd made up, Jacob had behaved rather well, and I was very grateful to him for that, but still. The only thing that kept me from going insane now was the fact that Jacob didn't know.

Edward had been very specific when revealing this news; Oliver, without saying why, had made Nessie promise not to say anything about their—I grimaced—relationship to Jacob. To my surprise, Nessie agreed without question, which did make something else evident.

She really did like the boy. I hadn't spoken much to Oliver, and the few times I'd seen him, he looked just like any other boy from La Push, dark skinned, black eyes, muscular, black hair, with the exception of being a lot smaller than the rest of the pack. He didn't seem like anything threatening, but then again…

I vaguely remembered Mike Newton, and how friendly he'd been with me, too friendly. After I'd turned, Edward told me of some of the fantasies the blond boy use to have about me; it was disturbing. So this Oliver kid could be just the same…I growled, forgetting for a second that I was still in the same room as Nessie and Jacob. They both looked at me in surprise. I flashed a quick smile in apology.

Edward would keep on eye on Oliver; worrying about what could potentially happen between Nessie and Jacob would be a complete waste of time if Oliver made any more progress with her first.

I watched as my beautiful daughter got up and went over to kiss her gorgeous father goodbye. It was the last day of school before the holidays; Christmas was in less than a week. She came over to me and I kissed her goodbye. Jake followed, his face was radiant mood, hyper, though I couldn't tell why… Suddenly he did the most absurd—but otherwise most hysterical thing I'd ever seen.

As soon as Nessie hugged and kissed Edward goodbye, Jacob went over… and tried to do the same!

Edward's eyes widened as he read what me and a very disgusted Rosalie saw clearly: Jacob had a stupid grin on his face and he only barely missed slamming head first into the wall in his attempt to actually kiss Edward on the cheek!

Edward was by my side instantly, a deep scowl of annoyance on his face. Nessie was laughing hysterically, and I forced away the urge to join her, though I couldn't keep the amused smile that flitted across my face. Jacob stood up and made a similar gesture towards Rosalie, wiggling his eyebrows at her.

Rosalie looked furious. "You disgusting mongrel!" she spat at him, stalking out of the room and calling out for Emmet. I could hear his bellowing laugh as Rosalie yelled what the 'mongrel' had just insinuated—well I knew one thing: Emmet wouldn't be getting any tonight.

Jacob looked over at Nessie, who was at this point on the ground clutching her stomach. The sight filled me with great melancholy, and yet I smiled…She looked just like the little girl she should be, carefree and, for the moment at least, enjoying the funny things in life.

Jacob winked at me and waved bye to us, picking up Nessie on the way out the door and hauling her out like a sack of potatoes. She was laughing so hard I doubt she would have made it to the door any other way.

I looked over at my disgruntled husband, failing to hide the smile on my face.

"I know he's your friend, Bella," he said in a dangerously low voice, "but Rosalie's right, he is a disgusting mongrel!"

I patted him on the back. "Now, now, Edward," I said, the Oliver-Renesmee-Jacob problem out of my mind—really, Jacob always did know how to make me laugh…must be the same with Nessie—"he hasn't been like that in a long time…though, I do wonder what could've caused…?"

Edward, still scowling, turned to me, "He slept with Nessie last night."

***********************Edward**************************************

She had me pinned up against the wall in a flash.

"HE DID WHAT!?!"

Now it was my turn to look amused. "Sweetheart," I said, in the irresistible velvety voice I knew she couldn't turn down, "it's not like you're thinking…by the way you're hurting me."

Bella looked at me, the rage she'd felt swell up inside somewhat quelled. She lowered me onto the floor but still held onto my arm. "Edward Cullen, dazzling me is not going to help your. Explain before I discomfigure your gorgeous butt."

"You'd really do that to me?" I asked innocently. Her hand clasped me tighter. I winced at the pressure on my arm; Bella must've been grateful for her lingering newborn strength.

"Nessie had a nightmare last night, apparently it had something to do with Jacob and the Volturri, so she woke up and freaked out," I explained, "She went to go check on him and confessed her inability to live without him in her life. You can imagine the magnitude those words held for Jacob, even if they weren't in the exact context he wanted. They slept outside in the forest, then just before dawn, Nessie climbed back into her room."

Bella growled at me.

"Nothing happened, Bella, not even a single bad thought," I smiled her favorite crooked grin, "trust me. I would've personally murdered him if it did."

She took it in, attempting, with difficulty, to not be sucked into what she often called my 'glamour'; then, after a few moments, let go of my arm, though she turned away from me, still upset.

"You could've warned me, you know," she said stubbornly. I went over to hug her from behind.

"I was going to, dear, but you didn't give me the chance," I paused, then turned her around to face me. "Want to know what he was thinking right before he tried to kiss me?"

She rolled her eyes but nodded anyway, a smile betraying her supposed anger. I was almost in the clear.

"He was saying 'I know you heard what Nessie told me last night, ha! In your face bloodsucker, she does need me, I'm so happy I could kiss you!'" then I frowned slightly, "And then I realized he was being serious."

Bella grinned widely at me, and grabbed me, pulling me closer. "I could kiss you, if you'd like?" she said, no longer upset. I smiled at her knowingly, dazzling her in consequence.

"I'm afraid it's going to take more than that to get back in my good books, Mrs. Cullen," I said, rubbing where she'd grabbed my arms in mock pain, "I might not be able to use my arms after the way you grabbed me."

The exquisite creature before me dazzled me back. "That's not all you won't be able to use when I get through with you," Bella said seductively, completely removing the top four buttons of her blouse. I could've taken her right there.

"Oh, man," walked in Emmet, rolling his eyes and looking away in mock mortification, "you guys are worse than Rose and I."

But Bella and I had already raced away.

*****************************Nessie************************************

After Jake dropped me off at school, I couldn't help but return to my unsettling thoughts. For one, I was going to see Oliver, and my stomach did all kinds of gymnastics at the mere thought. I know I'd just been with him yesterday evening, but I missed him already. I spotted him, waiting for me outside the classroom. I looked over my shoulder to make sure Jake had left, then ran eagerly to meet him.

He opened his arms for me, hugging me briefly before tilting my head up to kiss me lightly on the lips. I could've melted. Tom was eyeing us both angrily. Seriously, what was his problem?

We filed into class and took our seats. It was only till Mr. Stolls began to lecture that I considered my other unsettling thought.

Last night, when I'd been with Jake, something had happened. I couldn't quite place what it was exactly, but after telling him about my nightmare, and spending the night tucked into his chest, I felt…different. It was disconcerting, like I was missing a vital piece of the puzzle, a puzzle I hadn't even been aware of building.

Just this morning, Jake seemed happier than usual, and his exuberance made me just as happy—not to mention his little joke, that was hilarious!—almost as happy as I'd been last night with Oliver..

Obviously it was a very different kind of happy, I flushed, glancing at Oliver; he was staring at me, of course. I blushed more, cursing myself inwardly for being such an open book. I looked forward, pretending to pay attention, as my twin friends had advised me what seemed like such a short time ago. I glanced at Tom; he was busy glaring at Oliver but, catching my curious gaze, immediately smiled in my direction…almost as if there was something he was keeping secret, something he didn't want me to know…

Was it possible the twins were hiding something from me?

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And the stirrings begin, yes, but Nessie isn't aware of what they actually mean…plus Jacob almost kissed Edward, ha! And no, nothing is going to happen between Edward and Jacob—I know some of you thought it—I just thought it'd be funny; there will be no unlikely pairings (i.e. Jacob and Edward) in this fanfic, I'm trying to keep the characters as true to character as possible so yea lol…Thank you for reviewing if you have, and if you haven't…review! Lol, it's quite simple really, I really appreciate it and welcome any critiques as well. Thanks.