The Deck - Sunday Late Morning

[need-no-moon.livejournal.com]

Jake had been up early. Freakishly early and he'd taken the time to just run around the preserve, letting his wolf instinct take over to clear his mind. Whether it'd helped was another question as he was now lounging (shirtless) in one of the chairs on the deck with his bare feet propped up on the railing. He was toying with his mobile and finally started typing up a text.

Why did you let the leech come here?

It didn't take long and Jake guessed that Bella must have fallen out of bed.

Bella: Don't call them that. Who are you talking about?
Jake: The tiny one. Alice. Why's she here?
Bella: She isn't there. What are you talking about?

Huh. He stared at the lit up screen, trying to wrap his brain around it. His mobile beeped once more and he automatically pressed to read the next text.

Bella: Can we talk? I miss you.

He wished she wouldn't and he sent her a two letter reply before flipping his mobile off, aware that he was being a jerk. That he was breaking promises, but there was no point in talking. She'd made her choices.

... Now what the hell was that freakish scent that was hanging all around the grounds?

[Sorry, Toothless. Open deck is open. He'll welcome the distraction.]

Comments

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Unblinded Science, yeah," Peter said. "I fully expect it to get boring after the first week. Walter was a researcher for a toothpaste company, nothing that really lends itself to new and exciting realms of knowledge."

[need-no-moon.livejournal.com]

For an instant it was tempting to make some joke about mad scientists, but Jacob at least had just enough sense to not say it out loud.

"You never know, he could surprise you," he said instead. "Except that I'm not sure I'd want to be in a class taught by my dad."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure he'll find ways to embarrass me," Peter said. "Don't get me wrong. But at least with me in the class, I can keep an eye on him."

And make sure no 'accidents' occurred, like the mysterious one that had gotten Walter committed in the first place.

[need-no-moon.livejournal.com]

Jake nodded slowly. "You're not off on a great start," he remarked.

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"I'm not," Peter admitted. "But hey, I always land on my feet." He chuckled.

"I better go find breakfast somewhere. No sense trying to rationalize the impossible on an empty stomach."

[need-no-moon.livejournal.com]

"I like the way you think," Jacob grinned. "J,GOB's got good pastries," he recommended.

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"I could really go for a bear claw," Peter agreed. "Thanks for the tip. See you around, Jacob."

[need-no-moon.livejournal.com]

"Don't overwork your brain," Jacob chuckled. "Bye, Peter."