ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥

Chapter 9

Location: Forks High Cafe Food Line
POV: Isabella Philips(Bella Swan)

"I'd rather hear your theories", he says smirking. One word and that smirk would vanish. But I'm not evil.

"Well if you must know I believe you could have been injected with super soldier serum", I say in a joking tone. "Super hero stuff. What if I'm the bad guy", he says. "What if you only see yourself as the bad guy when your not, plus Bucky Barnes wasn't exactly an angel when Steve saw him after being defrosted either. Though he was being controlled by hydra while your being controlled by memories", I say realizing I was being too descriptive with my last sentence.

"To me you're not the villain but, you will have to come to terms with that on your own. Plus, you saved me and you don't regret it. You are my knight in shining armor or the dragon in your opinion", I say looking into his eyes so he knows that I'm being truthful.

"How about we try hanging out or something. Tomorrow my friends and I are going to La push. If you can't make it we can think of some other place to go", I say leaving him no room to decline any other hangouts.

" Can't go to that beach but maybe we can think of something else", he says while sighing. Honey your sighing too early into the relationship. Wait till we're married. All hell will break loose.

• • •

Location: La Push
POV: Isabella Philips(Bella Swan)

Ah fresh beach air. I had already put on my 'body glove' so I was ready to go. Angela is letting me borrow a board she has since she doesn't like surfing. 'Purchase mistake' she calls it.

"It's freezing", I hear. He ain't cappin. Shit. Freezing my balls off right now. "I'm paddling out, Coates", I hear some one else say, Mike. I think.

"I don't know if it's worth it anymore", I hear and to be honest if I wasn't trying to follow the settings in order I wouldn't be here. "We drove all the way out here, I'm at least paddling out", Jess says obviously annoyed by the boys constant complaining. Same girl. Same.

"Y'all some babies", I say, sorta stealing Jess's line. She wouldn't mind. Oh well. "Just what I was thinking", Jess says, laughing.

"Right, so, I keep thinking Eric's gonna ask me to prom, then he doesn't, ugh", stupid Eric doesn't know what he's missing. Angela is a goddess, though, I can't really blame him since that's how he was written. Wack ass shit.

"Well, let's not go by the stereotype that guys should ask girls out, you should ask him. You are a strong, beautiful, gorgeous, amazing, independent young women, take control", I say to her as we make eye contact while she bites her lip. Girl. Don't make me leave my future hubby for you. Sorry hubby.

"I am", she asks. "Of course you are. I bet you will have some multibillionaire business when we are older and if Eric doesn't want you I can guarantee that you will have oceans of men, and women, at your feet", I say hyping my girl up. I'm amazing.

"Will you do me up", Jess says standing in front of Angie.

"Jacob!", I say seeing Jacob walking up to us with his friends. "Yurrr", he says. I taught him that through our many phone calls. "This is my brother from another mister and mother Jacob", I say to the gang.

"How y'all doin", he says, ever so politely. Kids got manners. "Good, thanks for asking", Angela says.

"Sit, sit", I say to Jacob. "Hey, my favorite little brother. Stalkin your big sister I see", I say to him jokingly. "Tsk. You're on my rez, remember and stop calling me your brother", he says bumping my shoulder. "All jokes, all jokes....baby brother", I say listening to him huffing.

"You surfin", he says while rolling his eyes. "Of course, I'm finna make them waves my bit- friend, my friend", cussing just don't look right on Bella, so, I keep it to a minimum...verbally. Man white boy carl left an impact on my vocabulary. Now I wanna watch shameless. Ugh.

"Ah yes, my babies date bailed so she's surfing away the pain", Jess says with the biggest grin ever. Lord.

"What date", Eric says as if he is being held at gun point and needs to know the answer to survive. Specific, yes.

"Well, our girl decided she would ask the Edward Cullen to come to La Push with us", Jess says, amused. Haha. Jokes on you, I already knew he was gonna say no.

"Well it seems like everyone avoids them so I wanted them to have fun", I say making it seem like I was inviting the whole family, which I would if they could come. Maybe in the far, far, future.

"She's right, that was nice of her, nobody ever invites them. Like, ever", Angie says, backing me up. That is why I love her.

"Yeah, cause Cullen's are freaks", Mike says which bout made me launch at him. It's what he's written to say. Chill. Chill.

"You got that right", One of Jacobs friends says. Ugh. I get why they would say that but, they are as much freaks as the future-in-laws and bae if you really think about it.

"So, y'all know them enough to be prejudice, right", I say, annoyed but covering it with a joking tone. "The Cullens don't come here", the only one who had lines says. Silence.

"You are very pretty", I say to the one with no lines. Awe. Is he blushing. "Thank you", he says. Oml. He let me call him pretty without getting offended. I'm in love. I want to adopt him. So precious.

"Well I'm finna surf a bit", I say heading to the water, Jacob following. "I'll wait till you've frozen to death then", he says. "That's sounds very possible with the ways I'm feeling", I say. It's cold as hell. Frfr.

• • •

I surfed for a few minutes, well tried to, before saying fuck it and deciding not to freeze my tits off. I walk up to Jacob who has a towel ready. "Let me change out of this thing and I will be right back", I say walking past him, hurriedly trying to get this cold ass thing off. Water got inside cause I have bad luck.

I quickly dry off and put back on my clothes. There's a little shower curtains thing set up around the van. Guess they do this a lot. Can see why though. There's not much to do in a small town but touch grass. Especially back in these times. It's crazy how in my world I was born a few years back. Sheesh.

I crank the van up and turn on the heat. Once I get hot enough, I grab a blanket and get back to Jackie Wackie. I'm so good with nicknames.

To the Rez legends we go.

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