16Chapter Three
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JPOV
Right now, I hated Bella's mom. She was a terrible person. I'd known Bella for five years and I could already tell that she was nothing like her mom. She wasn't flighty and self centered. She was stubborn and selfless and cared very little what others thought about her. Renee was the opposite. She refused to be seen in public without the latest fashions.
She had to have a new manicure and pedicure every two weeks. She didn't like to be in the same place for more than two years. That's why she left Bella and Charlie. She had been in the same place for too long and her flighty self couldn't take it.
She'd come to visit Bella because she couldn't afford a plane ticket for Bella to come and visit her. Bella had asked to come visit me but Renee didn't want her to leave so I'd come over there. Like any 10 year old, I was ecstatic to see my best friend and my secret crush.
One look at me and Renee wouldn't shut up about the differences between us. How she should get a friend her own gender and shouldn't I be playing around in the mud or playing video games like any sensible boy my age and get away from her daughter? She didn't say those things to me but to Charlie and my parents. They replied stiffly that we'd been close friends for a long time and that she'd be foolish to try break us apart. I agreed wholeheartedly.
After that, I made sure to hold Bella's hand as much as possible in front of Renee. Take that. I loved my Bella and no one would tell me I couldn't be with her. I would fight for her even if her mother didn't like it.
Everyday for four years, I'd loved her and I would love her for another four years to come. At least, I hoped I would. Who knows, she could trip while crossing a street and get run over. The thought panicked me and I was desperate to be around her again. It was like I needed her or something. I knew I did but it was weird. Before I met Bells, I hated girls. Thought they were evil and gross. But just the thought of a world without Bells had me panicked. Ten years old and already smitten.
JACOB:
Six grade was an interesting year for me and Bella. Even though we didn't go to the same school, news traveled fast. A boy in her grade at her school had tried to kiss Bella. Luckily, Bella had slapped him before he could but almost every kid in the school had seen it. I don't remember his name, Eddy or Edison or something. It didn't matter to me. He'd tried to kiss MY Bella. Mine. So what if I was eleven. She would be mine when we got older.
Later that day, when I saw her again, she ran to me and hugged me with all she had. I returned it immediately and decided that not talking about what had happened was a good idea.
That day, we played at the beach. When Charlie said it was time for Bella and him to head out, I was sad, of course, but my sadness was made up for. Right before they left, Bella ran up to me, covered in sand like I was, and quickly went up on tip toes, pecking my, thankfully sand-free cheek, blushing like mad, the both of us.
Best. Day. Ever.
JACOB:
Seventh grade, my parents did something amazing. They transferred me over to the Forks Middle School instead of the Rez's. They said it would give me a broader education than the Rez's. I was so happy, I washed he dishes without complaining for an entire week.
First day of school, I looked at my schedule and compared it to Bella's. We had first, second, third, fourth, lunch, seventh, and eighth period together. Fifth and sixth period were bound to be the worst periods of the day. And they were.
This girl, Laura maybe?, kept staring at me. She shot me a flirty smile which I was happy to ignore. The girl didn't seem too happy with me not noticing her and did more and more obviously desperate things to get me to look at her. I kept my eyes on my paper or on the teacher.
The moment the bell rang, I was out of that classroom. But it was futile. I had her in sixth period too. The class seemed to drag on forever. She even went as far as to put her hand on my shoulder as she passed my desk, the one furthest away from her I could get. She would have to go way out of her way to pass me which didn't seem to phase her one bit. I was almost out of the room before the bell rang this time. Next period I had with Bella.
I almost ran to the class only to find, once the teacher began the class that the girl was in that one too. I stole a desk right beside Bella's and the girl took the one on my other side. Ugh. After class, she stopped me from leaving the room and tried to talk. I smiled stiffly and grabbed Bella's hand, pulling her along to our next class. She laughed and when I finally slowed, she grabbed my arm and hugged it. People stared at quiet, shy Bella hugging the arm of the new kid. I laughed at their dumbfounded expressions and we went into eigth period. The girl wasn't in that class and I was extrememly grateful.
JACOB:
Every weekday for months, that was how my day went. Bella, Bella, Bella, Bella, Lauren. Lauren, Bella and Lauren, Bella. Lauren still tried to flirt with me and once was bold enough to ask me out. I politely declined and went on my way. It didn't phase her. People assumed that Bella and I were dating and I was happy to keep it that way. Bella on the other hand turned into a tomato whenever someone asked, immediately denying it.
It upset me but I understood why she did it. She didn't love me back the way I wanted her to. But that's okay. I'd make sure she would one day soon. Then, when people asked, they would be right.