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-Odette's Pov-
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Leah was with me inside my house as she walked around. She searched for the scent, which was in my room. "I got it," she spoke up. We walked outside to see Bella and Jacob walking up to Edward and Jasper at the curb, frozen in place, waiting for eyes unblinkingly watching the front door.
Leah was behind me as they met us halfway. Jasper and Edward are cool, and calculating; Jacob is hotheaded and fractious. Leah gave Jasper a nod. "Whoever it was, he left his stink behind. It'll be hard to miss when we cross it again. We'll handle it from here," Jacob informed them.
"We don't need you to handle anything. Or anyone," Edward shot back. Jacob stepped toward Edward who doesn't move. "I could care less what you need," Jacob hissed. "Alright, we're done here," Edward interjected. "No, you're done here," Jacob argued. Bella moved between them.
"Stop. I'm tired of this," she spoke up. "From now on I'm Switzerland, Okay?" She tried to push them apart; it was like pushing boulders. "Stop!" She ordered as Leah stepped forward. Jacob simmered. Edward just looked at him.
"I don't expect you guys to chuck a football around together. Fine. But we have a lot of problems. And this is one temporary solution. Are you willing to at least try? " I asked. A long tense beat. "Please" Finally, Jasper and Edward nodded. Then Jacob and Leah.
"Alright, so you need to coordinate. You know, schedules and stuff," Bella asked, to which neither said anything. She sighed and turned to Jacob. "Would the pack prefer days or nights?" she asked. "Nights," Jacob replied. "Will days work for your family, Love?" I asked Jasper. He nods.
"Good. See? How hard was that?" Bella asked them, determined to make this truce work.
-Later that night-
Bella was at the window. Suddenly, she saw a movement in the trees. Then two gleaming eyes peered out, belonging to a wolf skulking at the edge of the tree line. It looked up at her. Angela was sitting on her bed as I helped her with the invitations. "U.W. sent me and Eric our dorm assignments yesterday," Angela spoke up.
Bella turns back to the room where Angela lay on the floor, a massive stack of graduation announcements in the "done" pile. Angela was blithely unaware of our situation. "I'm in the furthest dorm from campus. Eric's in the closet, of course. Has Alaska assigned you guys dorms yet?" Angela asked.
