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    When I Look At You

     

    "Hey, everyone!" Jacob beamed from the door, like he always does when he comes over. Everyone just quickly smiled in his direction to great him, too engrossed in the film to do anything else. Well, everyone except Rosalie. But that was normal.

    He came over and took a seat on the floor next to me, taking some of my kettle corn. I wonder if he sat here for the kettle corn, to torment Rose, or to be next to me… I found myself thinking. I couldn't help but notice my heart skip a beat again. Very weird. I knew the others noticed, too, but I think they were being nice and ignoring it.

    "You look really nice today, Nessie," Jacob whispered in my ear. I felt my face grow a little warmer than my already heightened half-breed temperature. I gave him a shy smile.

    "Shhh!" Rose hissed from behind us, smacking Jacob in the back of his head with the back of her hand, then rubbing it on the couch as it to remove the smell. I giggled and continued watching the movie.

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    I couldn't concentrate on the movie I walked in on. It was that one Sean Connery and all the other random characters, although good, I wasn't interested.

    I just couldn't stop looking at her next to me. She looked more perfect today than ever. I don't know why it changed so much in the past few days since I saw her.

    I wish Blondie would stop playing with her hair, though. It's making it smell a little. But for some reason, I just don't care.

    Nessie isn't the same little Nessie she was a few days ago. Sure, she stopped growing a few months ago, but she was still "little Nessie" to me. Now she is a woman, and a downright perfect one at that. I wonder if she knows that, yet, and I wonder if her feelings for me have changed. I think mine just made the transition from "doting older brother" to "possible boyfriend material."

    Edward shifted in his seat a little. Ooops, I might want to turn this thought process down or off with him around. He glanced my way and mouthed, "You think?"

    "Shutting up," I mouthed in return.

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