Hands on Me (A Twilight Fanfiction written by IndependentIndividuality)

In Which There is Mexican Food and Growling

In Which There is Mexican Food and Growling

do you like my stupid hair?

would you guess that i didn't know what to wear?

i'm just scared of what you think

you make me nervous so i really can't eat

- blink-182, first date

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I went straight to the bathroom when we arrived back at the hotel, pausing only long enough to kick off my shoes and grab my backpack out of the corner. I didn't really need one, but I decided to take another shower just to help calm my nerves. I was careful not to wet my hair, since I didn't think I'd have time for it to dry.

My stomach rumbled as I was toweling off, reminding me how hungry I was. I hadn't eaten in about twenty-four hours. Jake hadn't either and I wondered how he wasn't writhing in agony by now as he was prone to do when he went without food for extended periods of time. Extended periods of time being any amount of time longer than three hours.

I pulled on a fresh pair of panties and dug through my backpack for my jeans and bra. I wanted the bra that I had worn with my dress for the wedding, since it was a push-up and seemed like it would go better with my new top than my others. I found it and quickly pulled it on, along with my jeans. They were nice, a deep blue wash, but they had shrunk more than the others after I washed them, so I avoided wearing them when possible since they weren't as comfortable.

I pulled my top out of the blue bag and pulled it on next, becoming increasingly nervous with every second that passed. I pulled out the box with my shoes in them as well, and noticed that the bag was still heavier than it should have been. I set the box on the sink and peered inside.

To my surprise, there were several other items besides the ones I had purchased inside: a small metal bracelet with faux-emeralds and a matching hair clip. I smiled as I remembered Morgan and how I had mentioned I liked green. I was touched.

I was especially grateful because I had been worrying about what I would do with my hair. I attached the bracelet quickly, smiling as I did so. If I may be so conceited, it did look nice against my skin. I brushed through my curls quickly, then pulled the top fourth of my hair back and secured it with the clip. It looked pretty and I wasn't brave enough to attempt more than that – my hair styling experience didn't range much beyond ponytails and buns.

I buckled myself into my shoes then, more of my body becoming visible in the mirror as I grew taller. I could see how much cleavage the shirt showed off now and I blushed. If I hadn't already dragged Jake to the store to buy a new outfit, I would have changed then, but I knew I couldn't. That would be stupid, and a waste of time and money.

The last thing I did was pull my final purchase from the bag, the small tube of pink lip-gloss. I opened it and applied it carefully, taking much more time than would be necessary for most people. I was pleased to see it didn't have much color to it, just a nice shine. It did look nice.

I remembered what Morgan had said about it being flavored and I tentatively touched my tongue to my bottom lip. It was sweet, like bubblegum. I blushed a deep pink when I caught myself wondering if Jake would like the taste, if I would find out tonight.

I shook the thought from my head as I packed everything back up into my backpack, clearing away the little mess I had made. I was already nervous as hell; there was no need for me to go in there looking red as Rudolph's nose. I tucked the lip-gloss away into my front pocket though, just in case.

I stood at the bathroom door for awhile, my backpack clutched tightly in my hand, feeling self-conscious. I wished now that I hadn't let Jacob talk me into this. I wished now that I hadn't listened to Morgan when she'd said this top was best, that Jake would like it.