The Twilight Twenty-Five

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Prompt: # 3

Pen Name: GemmaH

Pairing/Character(s): Jacob, Edward x Bella,

Rating: K

Word Count: 488

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I curse loudly as I round the bend on my motorcycle and see her. She's lying on her back in the middle of the road, hands behind her head, looking for all the world as though she's relaxing on her bed.

I drop my speed right down and pull in at the side of the road across from her, cutting the engine and flicking the kick-stand up as I swing my leg over the bike and hurry to her.

"What the hell are you doing, Bells?" I demand. She turns her head slightly to look up at me, squinting for a moment before her face suddenly lights up.

"Hey, Jake!" she says, a huge grin on her face. I kneel beside her and begin to wrap a hand around her arm so I can haul her to her feet.

"Get the hell out of the road, have you lost your mind?" I ask, my eyes nervously darting between the obviously drunk girl in the road, and the blind bend a short distance away. It's a quiet street, but the cars that do choose to come this way tend to be fast moving.

She shrugs me off but wraps her own hands around my arm and tugs on it.

"Lie down here with me, it'll be like The Notebook," she says, giggling. I fight to free myself from her surprisingly tight grip.

"What? The end, where they die together?" I ask, derisively. She pouts and grabs my t-shirt, pulling me down to her.

"I'm talking romance, Jacob. Don't tell me you haven't thought about it; I've seen the way you look at me."

"Bella!" The voice that calls for her from the direction of her house is familiar. I turn in time to see Edward appear, his white t-shirt pulled tightly across his chest, the definition of his torso clear below the fabric. He stops when he sees us in the middle of the street. I expect his notorious temper to explode, but instead he throws back his head and laughs. "What the fuck are you doing, you crazy bitch?" he asks. I prickle at his words, but the affection is clear in his voice and I know he didn't intend it to offend. He walks over, taking his time and chuckling all the way. Bella's giggles are back, and when I try again to lift her to her feet and hand her over to him, her knees buckle and he catches her, making them both laugh harder.

I shake my head and turn away, eager to distance myself from them.

"You're not saying 'bye, Jake?" Edward calls. I ignore him as I climb on my bike and kick it to life.

"Ignore him, he's just jealous," I hear her say.

She's right of course. I turn and watch him walk away and wonder what they'd say if they knew it wasn't Edward I was jealous of, but her.