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- I love to play different games and do RPs! I'm a big writer. I post a one-shot every week! Currently animating 'The Drip.'
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- Jun 30, 2010 When the valley is deep, When the mountain is steep, When the body is weary, When we stumble and fall, When the choices are hard, When we're battered and scarred, When we've spent our resources, When we've given our all.In Jesus Name, we Press On.Dear Lord, with the prize clear before our eyes, We find the strength to Press On. Written by Dan Burgess.
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Ok guys, I felt very obligated to write a new chapter today. If you are truly on Team Jacob, than you'll all know… IT'S JACOB BLACK'S BIRTHDAY! Omg! I've been so happy today! Anyways, enjoy!
Chapter 11: A Sleepover (Part 1)
BELLA'S POV
It's been over an hour. They should've been back by now. I was pacing Jacob's porch when Billy came out.
'Hey Bella, what's the matter?' He asked, his eyes full of curiosity.
'They aren't back yet. They heard a danger howl and sprang off into the woods, saying they'd meet me here when they were done. It's been over an hour.'
'Don't worry they'll be back.' His voice was so comforting, and his hand patted mine, and we looked at the woods for a while. 'How did you know?' He didn't need to tell me what I knew.
'I told them all I would tell them soon. Probably at a campfire. I just need time to mull things over, and be ready to tell you everything. I could give you a summary of everything now, but it wouldn't really make sense without all the little details. I'm not so sure if I want to tell them to anybody yet.'
'Try to mull things over a little faster. It's driving us all insane. Especially Jake. He just doesn't show it,' he says, giving me a warm smile. Now I know where Jacob got his smile from. At that exact moment, my head snapped into the direction of the forest, and we heard laughing, and hooting, and screams that sounded like, 'JACOB'S IN LOVE WITH BELLA!' 'HELL YEAH HE IS, BRO!' 'SHUT THE FUCK UP!' I blushed as I saw Billy glance at me, before wheeling his chair inside. Then there were noises that sounded like punching and kicking… and growling… And a few minutes later, three boys walked out of the forest without shirts, laughing and playfully punching each other's arms.
'HEY BELLA!' Screams Quil, waving his arms at me. I joined into the mood.
'HI QUIL!' I scream back, waving my arms, mimicking him.
'HEY BELLA!' Embry yells, again, mimicking Quil. I just roll my eyes and walk inside. I've had enough of mimicking Quil for one day. Outside I heard a faint snap, and an 'Oh no she didn't!'And then I was suddenly in a pair of warm familiar arms… but not the ones I had been waiting for.
'EMBRY, GOD DAMMIT, PUT ME DOWN!' I scream at the wolf that was carrying me outside to where Quil and Jake were about to explode with laughter. Embry sets me on a log and looks at me with a look of disgust. 'What the hell Embry? Why are you doing this?'
'So Quil says hi, you say hi back. I say hi, and you just roll you eyes and walk away. Gosh Bella, I thought we were friends. But now I see that you only have eyes for him!' Embry says, fake tears in his eyes, pointing at Quil. I laughed.
'Embry, I was just sick of mocking Quil. If it makes you feel any better… HI EMBRY!' I scream in his ear, and he jumps back while Jacob and Quil howled with laughter. We all walked back inside to find a note on the table.
Jacob, Bella, Quil, Embry, and anyone else that is in my house at the moment,
Charlie and I are going fishing overnight, and won't be back until around dinner tomorrow. Charlie said it was ok that Bella slept over for the night. You all behave yourselves.
-Billy Black
We all stared at the paper for a while before the party began. 'SLEEPOVER PARTY TONIGHT BABY! BRING ON THE POPCORN!' Quil stood up on the coffee table in the living room and shouted at the top of his lungs. I took a quick glance at Jacob. He had a giant grin on his face. Partly because of his idiotic friend, and partly because of the fact that his romantic interest was sleeping over at his house. At least I hoped I was his romantic interest… Jesus Christ, Bella, how many times do I have to tell you? This boy is in love with you. He fucking imprinted on you! Stop making yourself feel miserable. I was right again.
'Jacob, I need to go home and get some stuff,' I say, while the bys are jumping on the couch chanting, 'SLEEPOVER! WOOT!'
He complies and leads me out of the house. He opens the passenger's door to his rabbit for me, and helps me in; it's pretty high for me. He got into the driver's seat and turns the key.
'Jacob, what took you guys so long? Is anyone hurt?' I ask, unable to hide the fear in my voice.
He pulls out of the driveway and onto the road while he answers. 'No. We just had a long campfire. Wishing for marshmallows, singing songs, and listening to a brother-sister fight.' He turns and stuns me with his brilliant white teeth. I can't help but feel relieved.
'So… what did you do at the campfire? They're all dead right?' I ask, still anxious.
'Yeah. We sung… uh… the Campfire Song Song…'
'From SpongeBob?' I ask, raising my eyebrows at him.
'Yeah,' he gave me a very sheepish smile.
'Well, did you at least get it on video?' I ask, hoping for a yes. I could just imagine them all sitting around the fire singing that song…
'No… why?'
'Cause that would be hilarious to watch! Come on!' I say, fake anger rising in me while I slap his shoulder playfully. By now, we were at my house, and I hopped out of the car. But before my feet could get to the ground, I was caught by warm, strong arms. I look up at his face, just inches away from mine, and beg myself to lean in. But I don't have to. He's already done it for me.
We kiss softly at first, but it just turns really deep, turning this way and that, in smooth connected patterns. I was the one to break away, though, hearing cars coming down the road, and not wanting to be seen like this, outside and exposed. I open my eyes to him, and he's looking down at me with a soft expression. He gently lets me down, neither of us breaking eye contact.
But I can't help myself; I wrap my arms around his neck, and rest my head on his chest, while he winds his arms around my waist. I could just die here and not care at all. I close my eyes and breathe in the scent that was distinctly Jacob. After a few minutes he dips his head down and whispers in my ear. 'Don't you need to get your stuff? I don't want to take any longer, or else Thing 1 and Thing 2 are gonna harass us about how long we took when we get back,' He says with a grin. I give a small smile back, sad that he made us stop, but having to comply. He was right; Quil and Embry were gonna ask so many questions when we got back. They'd find out too because of pack mind.
We walked inside my house hand-in-hand and he stayed in the kitchen while I went upstairs to pack my overnight bag. I packed everything I needed and practically flew back down the stairs to Jacob. He smiled, and we walked back outside. I couldn't help but stare at the spot, where just a few minutes ago, his lips connected to mine. He lifted me back into the car, and we were back on the way to his house.
Sure enough, when we pulled into the driveway, Thing 1 and Thing 2 were waiting, arms folded, ready to ask some serious questions. I hopped out of the car, not wanting them to see Jake lift me out, and walked to the porch. They blocked me when I tried to get inside.
'Move,' I say, not wanting to deal with their bullshit.
'You see, Bella, you guys should've been home approximately four minutes ago. What took you so long?' Quil asked, stroking his invisible beard.
'I couldn't find something,' I lied hastily.
'Oh really? And what was it that you couldn't find?' Embry asks, also stoking his invisa-beard.
'This,' I say, while smacking him in the face with my pillow. Not expecting it, he tipped over. Jacob and Quil were literally rolling on the floor laughing.
'Dude! You just fell down because you got smacked by a pillow! Even worse, by Bella!' Jacob shouts, face red from laughing.
'Hey!' I protest, smacking him in the face with the pillow. He just laughs and takes the pillow from me.
'Not gonna work Bells, only strong wolves can withstand the wrath of Bella's pillow!'
JACOB'S POV
The night was young. We ordered pizza, laughed some more at Embry, played bored games, and watched movies.
My favorite part though, was watching Paranormal Activities. Bella just stared at the screen with wide eyes, and when she got scared, she would bury her face in my chest. Best. Feeling. Ever. When it was over, we all laughed when Bella hesitantly asked to turn the hallway light on. I guess it was pretty scary, but all I could think of was Bella, snuggling deeper and deeper into me as the movie went on.
'Hey Bella, you should make some popcorn,' Quil says while we were all listening to music, discussing the movie.
'Hey Quil, why don't you?' She counters.
'Hey Bella, I'd probably burn the house down in the process.'
'Hey Quil, prove it.'
'Hey Quil, please don't,' I butt in. I kind of didn't want Billy to come back to a pile of ash… I had no doubt in my mind that Quil would burn down my house while making popcorn… or a sandwich…
'Oh come on, Bells, if you do, I'll give you a big kiss,' He says, holding his arms out and making a kissy face at her.
'Even more of a reason not to do it! Last download on this computer. Hand me a Coke will you?' Bella was blushing, trying to change the subject.
'See Bella, you're not making a good argument. When you blush, it tells me that you want me to,' Quil says, getting up off of the couch and advancing on her.
BELLA'S POV
'Quil, if you don't back away right now, you're never gonna get the popcorn,' I warn, backing away from him.
'What if Jake asked you to do it? Would you then?' Embry calls over from the floor, grinning, waiting for the answer.
'If he asked nicely, and not hounded me *cough, cough* QUIL! *cough, cough*, then maybe I would,' I reply. They were not going to get me to confess anything. They were the nosiest little bastards in the whole wide world.
'Bella?' Jacob's quiet, seducing voice came from the arm chair in the corner. God I loved him. 'Would you make us some popcorn please?'
'Do you see that? That is what you two should be doing. Not that I expect you to or anything,' I tell them, heading for the kitchen. I pulled out his popper, and a giant thing of popcorn kernels, and got to work. Within minutes, the small warm house was filled with the sound of annoying boys, well, wolves, and popping popcorn.
'Here y'all are,' I say, setting a giant bowl in each of their laps.
'Did you just say y'all? Quil, did you hear her say y'all?' Embry asks, ready to crack up.
'I think I did. Excuse me cowgirl, but would y'all like to join me in a hoe-down?' Quil says in the worst southern accent I've ever heard, holding his hand out to me.
I just walked out of the room, unamused. I was bored now… I wonder… I went up to the attic, and sure enough, I found what I was looking for.
'Well, howdy partners!' I yell, coming back into the room with two bags slung on my shoulders.
Embry waves. 'Howdy!'
'What's in the bags?' Jacob asks.
'Aww come one dude, you broke the southern accent!' Quil whines. I paid no attention.
'Ok, choice here; we can sleep inside or outside. Which will it be boys?' I ask.
'Why would we sleep outside?' Quil asks, with a very confuzzled (yeah, I know it's not a word…) look.
'Well, I think we might have to. I don't think these will even fit in here…' I trial off. I don't think they will fit…
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'Well, first things first; what are they exactly?' Jacob asked.
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'Tents!'
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Ok, I couldn't fit the whole sleepover into one chapter, so be prepared for part 2 soon! So, in the meantime, 1. Celebrate Jacob's birthday 2. Review!