You're Either Born Simple Or You're Born Me

Time to Move On?

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS BESIDES WINNIE! I ALSO DO REFERENCE TO DIFFERENT TV SHOWS, BOOKS, MOVIES ETC. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THOSE EITHER! SO PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DO NOT SUE! I LIKE NOT BEING IN PRISON!

I would also like to take a moment to say that this story brings up the subject of depression and other sensitive topics, and my character(s) have their own way of thinking and acting and a lot the time their views and opinions are not my own. So please do not take anything that is mentioned in my story to heart and think that it is my opinion or belief. I am writing as my character not as myself! So this is a general warning to you all! I hope you all continue to read and enjoy my story!

This story is rated T for right now! I may rate it M later not for any sexy scenes or anything like that only because one character will have some pretty colorful language! Just wanted to give you a quick heads up!

Hello everyone! It's me! I hope you're ready for Chapter 8!

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Well enough out of me! Please enjoy Chapter 8!

I could not believe this was happening! But yet there I was riding shotgun in Bella's old beat up pickup truck, on our way to La Push to meet up with none other than Jacob Black who had volunteered to help Bella with repairing the two beat up bikes that now sat in the bed of the truck.

I just sat there trying to wrap my mind around it all, I was positive that the odds off this actually happening were like a million to one! Well I was never good at math so I guess I shouldn't have been so surprised. Anyways as Bella drove down the road she talked to me about how she found the bikes and was able to find out that Jacob was a pretty decent mechanic. I smiled and listened to the girl, I felt like I should have me concerned or upset about all of this but I couldn't bring myself to, she was acting like the old Bella again so I defiantly wasn't going to be the one to rain on her parade.

When finally arrived at the Black's home in La Push, Bella turned off the truck and hopped out to meet Jacob who was running towards then with a giant smile on his face. I stayed where I was in the passenger seat and watched as the two friends talked for a couple of minutes, and when they started to walk over to the truck I decided it was my time to get out and 'introduce' myself to him. I hopped out of the truck and gave Jacob a smile, "So you're the mechanic." I said and held my hand out to him.

Jacob chuckled and nodded and took my hand and shook it, "I guess so. So that must make you the riding instructor." I laughed and nodded saying that I was. "Jacob Black" He then said and pulled his hand back.

"Emery Greenleaf. Nice to meet you Jacob!" I replied with a smile. "So you think you can get these pieces of scrap metal to run?" I asked with a smirk and motioned over to the bikes that Bella was now uncovering.

He looked at the bikes, laughed and rubbed the back of his neck, "Well I can sure as hell try!" He then smiled at Bella, who gave him a bigger smile in response. He then walked over to the truck to start unloading then old motorcycles.

Bella then gave him a worried look, "Oh be careful Jake! Those are really..." But stopped talking though when she saw Jake lift up one of the bike and take it out of the truck bed. "Wow Jake! You know that steroids are really bad for you right?" She said with a joking smile.