ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥

Chapter 10

Location: Some part of La Push Beach
POV: Isabella Philips(Bella Swan)

I walk along side Jacob, listening to him yap on and on about his new 'crush', that isn't a crush but someone he really admires, but is definitely a crush, Paul angry-pants Lahote and how he's so kind and a little hot headed but it adds to the charm.

How they were starting to become somewhat friends but then he became distant. I feel bad because it most likely has something to do with their shifter gene, did it happen this early in the movie? Jacob's gay?

"He'll come around Jay, don't get too upset about it, let's talk about something else like the Cullen comment from earlier", I say wrapping my blanket tighter around myself as the wind picks up hoping to distract him from Paul because his eyes look too sad for my poor little heart. "Not you interrupting me to say nonsense. I'm not supposed to say anything about it anyway", he says playfully rolling his eyes, making me chuckle a bit.

"Bro, you know me, I can keep a secret. I haven't told anyone bout that time y-mmmhn", before I could finish my sentence he disrespectfully slapped his hand over my mouth. "We don't talk about that", he says hastily looking around, "...and it's just some old scary story", he says rolling his eyes in mock annoyance as I lick his hand for him to move it.

"Well, buddy, I'd love to know", I say, rolling my eyes while smiling. "Ugh, so, Quileutes are supposedly descendants of wolves", he starts, with an attitude may I add.

"Dang I wish I was a Quileute, well, technically, I see you as my brother/cousin and Billy is basically my second pops/uncle so that makes me what, Quileute in everything but blood. And wolves are so cool. Lucky", back in my world I always wanted to be apart of the tribe when I watched the movies.

"Ew, no, who'd want a sister or cousin like you and yes it's kinda cool, would be super cool if it was real", he says, which, ow. Like, before it was me didn't you want her pu-coo- never mind. "That's the legend of our tribe."

Then he goes on to tell me how the Cullen's supposedly descended from an enemy clan and the whole smuck of his great grandfather finding them hunting and stuff on the land. Treaty. Promise to stay off land. No exposing pale faces.

"They just moved here and already got enemy's", I say hopping along side him. "Or just moved back and stop that, it's annoying", rude much.

Then Eric chases my angel with whatever that is. "Eric that is just nasty", I say yelling towards him while laughing. "Anywho, what were they really", I say, focusing my attention back on Jacob.

"Just a story, Bells", he says laughing. "Duh but there has to be more", I say in a nonchalant voice before laughing. I can't help it. "Ugh, let's go", he says, making us go on out merry way.

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Location: Some boat port in Forks
POV: 3rd

Somewhere else a man is seen alone on a boat singing. He hears a strange noise so he looks around in fright. "Hello", he says trying to sound unbothered. It doesn't work.

A figure is seen flashing around at great speed. "Gerald", the man calls twice. More flashing.

The man pulls a smart one and decides to get on down but it's fruitless when faced with this enemy.