Here's the second chapter. I'm sorry I didn't update sooner, but I've been busy with my other fan fics and school, so…

Anyways, on with the story (please review!)

Currently listening to: All We Know - Paramore

Chapter 2: Flying with…Jacob?

BPOV

"You were reading it?" I shrieked. A couple of hushing sounds were heard from people behind me.

"Bella, calm down," Jacob said. "Yes. I was reading it, and I'm sorry." I didn't believe that last part, for he was trying to hide a smile by biting his lip.

"Mhmm," I mumbled.

"Why are you going to Chicago?" Jacob asked trying to change the subject.

"Camp." I answered coldly.

"Awesome. Which one?" That amazed me. Even though I was cold and rude to him, he was still talking to me and had a smile on his face. Some people who were like that could be annoying, but Jacob made me smile back to him.

"Camp Masen," I said, "Have you heard of it?"

"Yeah, I've been there once. A long time ago, though."

"This is my first time there. I've heard it's beautiful."

"Oh, it is." He answered.

And with that, we started talking for a long time about camp and about me, and I wasn't too pleased about that last part, since I hated to be the center of attention. Soon I changed to 'spotlight' to him and he told me a lot about himself. Jacob seemed like a pretty interesting guy. Of course, Alice and Rosalie giggled the whole way. Jacob told me he lived in Seattle, was my age though he looked older. He was visiting his grandma in Chicago, because she was very sick, and his sisters, who were twins, would be taking care of her.

I glanced at my watch. Finally, we only had an hour left of the flight. I was so tired… and before I knew it, I was asleep with my head on Jacob's shoulder. I felt his left arm wrapped around me and he was still asleep, since I could hear his soft snore on my hair.

I opened my eyes and pulled Jacob's arm over my head. On the other side of the corridor, were Rachel and Rebecca Jacob's sisters glaring at me. I scowled, but turned around. I looked behind me.

"Oh, Bella. You're awake," Alice greeted me.

"Finally," Rosalie added.

"Rose! I wasn't asleep that long!" I complained.

"Oh, really? Hmm… then maybe that light shouldn't be on," Rose lifted a finger, pointing towards something above my head.

"What li," I began to ask but suddenly the plane started descending, bringing that familiar blow on my stomach. We were arriving.

Had I really slept for so long? And on Jacob's shoulder?

I turned my head around again and noticed something different in them.

"Did you change your clothes?" I asked them.

"Duh! Bella, we're going to Chicago, and it's snowing."

"Then why did you make me wear flats?!" I screeched.

"Because you looked good," she said simply.

It took us about twenty more minutes to finally land. I could see from my window houses covered in snow.

"Jacob, Jacob, wake up," I told Jacob as I shook him gently. He just kept snoring.

Suddenly, Rebecca or Rachel (I didn't know which was which) stood up and gave Jacob a smack in the back of his head.

"Ouch!" Jacob complained without opening his eyes, "Rebecca!"

Rebecca was now back in her seat, with a grin plastered across her russet-skinned face. "We're here, weirdo. Wake up now." She said.

When I knew neither she nor Rachel could hear me, I whispered to Jacob, "How did you know it was Rebecca?" I mean, he didn't even open his eyes!

"The one who hit me?" He asked and I nodded, "Oh, she's the only girl– no, the only person I know who hits that hard."

Soon, a woman came to fetch us, and go where we would have to wait for our 'parents' or in my case, bus. Meanwhile, Alice, Rosalie and I headed to the restrooms, so that I could change into some warmer clothes.

When we went back to the waiting room, Jacob and his sisters weren't there, and I knew I would never see him again. After fifteen minutes, we were told our bus had arrived and was ready to leave. There were two other girls from Phoenix coming with us.

"Hi!" The first girl greeted us, a bit too enthusiastically. She was medium sized, brunette and a bit tan. "I'm Jessica."

"Hey," Rosalie, Alice and I said in unison.

There was another girl next to her, reading. She had what I guessed was shoulder-length, dark brown hair tied up in a messy bun.

"Angela, say hi." Jessica nudged Angela on the ribs. I winced for it didn't look like a soft nudge.

"Ouch," Angela said as she put her right hand on her ribs. She turned to look at us, "Oh, hi. I'm Angela."

I smiled at her, "I'm Bella, and they are Rosalie and Alice."

"Where are you from?" Jessica asked.

"Washington," Alice told her.

"Oh, Ang! Maybe you'll see them next year." Jessica said to Angela. She then told us, "She's moving there next year."

"Yeah, since Washington is so small, we'll totally meet her." Rosalie muttered sarcastically. Alice snickered and I tried to hide my smile, but Jessica didn't notice, although Angela did as she laughed out loud.

"What?" Jessica asked her.

"Oh, nothing!" Angela said rather quickly, "Just something funny in my book."

"Oh, okay." Jessica turned to us again, "Why are you going to Camp Masen?" She was asking a lot of questions.

"To visit my brother," Rosalie said.

"Who's your brother?" Jessica raised her eyebrows, "Maybe I know who he is."

"Weren't you from Phoenix?" I asked.

"Yeah, but my cousin goes to Camp Masen every year and she tells me about everyone." She shrugged.

"My brother is Jasper Hale." Rosalie answered.

"Oh. My. Gawd. You're his sister? Are you Rosalie Hale?" Jessica's mouth was hung open.

"Yeah…" Rosalie looked confused.

"You're so lucky! My cousin says Jasper is, like, the most gorgeous guy on earth!" Jessica squealed as a goofy grin started growing on Alice's face. "Along with Edward Masen and Emmett Cullen, of course."

I knew then she was talking about Jasper's friends.

"Well, I wouldn't consider myself lucky, since that's my brother you're talking about." Rosalie said.

"Oh, right. Sorry." Jessica apologized while her cheeks blushed.

Rosalie nodded with a quizzical look.

I sat down next to Rosalie, while Alice ended up sitting near Jessica, being admired for her clothes. Alice looked very uncomfortable and mouthed to us "Help!" a few times.

I stood up and went to save her. "Hey, Alice. Rosalie wants to talk to you back there. I'll sit here if you want to."

Alice was up in less than a second. "Thank you. I owe you one," she whispered to me as she walked past me.

I decided to ignore Jessica for a while, so I talked to Angela. "What are you reading?"

"What? Oh, 'Twilight'." She answered, turning her book around to reveal a cover with pale hands holding an apple. I'd heard about that book.

"Oh, is that the vampire book?" I asked, (A/N: Sorry, I had to do that. He, he.)

"Yep," she smiled.

I still couldn't believe how long the bus took to get to camp.

When Alice told me, "Bella, look!" I turned around and saw the most beautiful scenery I've ever seen. It was all covered in snow.

As we stepped out of the bus, a thirty or forty year old lady welcomed us. We were assigned to out cabin, which was number 18.

We headed towards it, looking at wild, small animals, plants and other beautiful things. All we did was sigh and whisper our amazement between us. Finally, we got to our cabin, a small place, with three beds, since Edward– Jasper's friend– got us a cabin for ourselves. We'd have to thank him when we met him.

My backpack landed swiftly on my bed as I dropped it there. Rosalie and Alice were unpacking their too many clothes they'd brought.

"How many bags did you bring, Alice?" I asked.

"Four," she said simply.

"Like, for what? It's not like you use that many clothes." I smirked.

"Oh, I know! It's not all for me, you know?" Alice shrugged.

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused. If it they weren't for her, for who, then?

"Some is for me…and some is for you," she closed her eyes and waited for me to start ranting, I supposed.

"Alice! You know I don't need these clothes!" I screamed.

"Um…you kind of do, Bells. No offense," She replied quietly.

"None taken." I said. I new my fashion wasn't as well developed as hers. Maybe it wasn't developed at all…

"I'm sorry. I just wanted to help," she apologized.

"It's okay, Al. Just tell me the next time, please."

Before Alice could answer, we were interrupted.

"Knock, knock." A guy's voice said and Rosalie, Alice and I looked around to find three drop-dead gorgeous guys staring at us and smiling in the doorway.

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