"Jacob Black leave me alone!" young Bella exclaimed as she was walking between stands at the market.

"If only everyone didn't like him so much" she mumbled quietly to herself as she sat down on the edge of the fountain about to burry her nose into her favorite book, a very old used copy of Wuthering Heights.

"I heard that Bella, and just so you know, everybody likes me" Jacob proudly stated while puffing out his already obscenely muscular chest.

"Well I don't so be a gentleman and leave me read my book", she snapped as she was begging to get annoyed.

"Can't you just be a good little lady and accept my proposal?!" he shouted begging to frighten Bella when he grabbed her arms forcing her to look at him. "We have so much in common, we share so many common interests! I know everything about you! Don't you see? We're meant to be!"

"First of all I have been nothing but lady like while declining your pushy, rude, and disrespectful proposals, but to be polite, please humor me, tell me what common interests we have and what you think you know about me". Her agitated tone seemed to have stunned him because he just stood there letting her large rant process in his tiny brain.

"W-well we both um.. We both love to read!" he exclaimed loudly mostly because he was proud he thought of something. His pride was quickly shot to hell when Bella softly spoke.

"what's your favorite book?" she calmly asked knowing that in the next five minutes he would just dig his own grave, and what kind of good little lady would she be if she decided to stop him. So she let him have his fun, which she knew was really going to be her fun.

"um… the one that you're reading" again proud that he could come up with an answer.

"what's It about?" she continued wondering how deep this grave was going to be.

"uh.. People." Jacob managed to stutter.

"Im leaving now." and with that she turned on her heels and went home to her father.