I'm just going to be completely honest: I lost interest in this story. Evidently, the inspiration has returned, though, so… forgive me? Please? I'm sorry!

"Edward, it's fine, don't worry about it. I'll just ask Rosalie to look at it." I love how I made that sound like the easiest thing to do. "Or maybe I'll get Emmett to ask her…" I added after carefull consideration as I watched Edward's form hunch over the front of my truck, the hood popped.

Edward had been trying for the better part of an hour to fix my truck to no avail. He had said dealing with a 'shitty car' himself had taught him a thing or two about cars and had requested to haul the truck over with his car to the trailer park to work on it. I didn't understand the reasoning behind that until he explained that he knew a guy that could look at it if he couldn't fix it but he didn't seem too keen on the guy working on the truck for whatever reason. I could tell it was a last resort. The bottom line was that the truck still wasn't running.

I, myself, wasn't too worried if the thing never ran again because I was quite enjoying getting rides to and from school these past two weeks with Edward but it would be nice not to have to call Edward up whenever I needed to run an errand; it just made me feel annoying and needy.

Edward let out a frustrated sigh and stood up straight, running a hand through his bronze locks. The sun was making its presence known today and in turn making Edward's hair look even more gorgeous than it already was. Even the cold chill was letting up today so that I only had to wear a warm sweater and it was the beginning of October.

"I just don't understand," he murmured, mostly to himself, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Well, maybe we should ask that guy you know…" I suggested, earning a displeased look from Edward.

"But… damn it," Edward cursed, which made me look back up at him in confusion. I followed Edward's line of sight to where he was watching a guy walk up the road towards us. I could hear Edward groaning beside me. As the guy got closer to us I could see that he was around our age and rather good looking but he didn't hold a flame to Edward. He also didn't seem to care that, although it was warmer out today, it was still kind of cold as he was wearing baggy shorts.

"Hey Eddie." Edward growled lowly at this. "Who's this you've got with you?"

My eyebrows rose at the way he talked about me like I wasn't able to talk for myself. "I'm Bella," I said before Edward could say anything, trying to come off calm and cool, like I didn't care that he was a jerk.

The guy looked at me appraisingly, seemingly assessing me to see if I was worthy of his introduction. "James," he finally said with a head nod. I refrained from rolling my eyes.

"Is there something you wanted, Turner?" Edward said impatiently. It was clear Edward was not fond of this James character, which I could already sort of understand.

James shrugged his shoulders casually. "I couldn't help but notice the hissy fit you were having over this… thing," James said, eyeing my truck with a slightly raised eyebrow. "Thought I'd come over and lend a hand since this is my area of expertise—among other things," James added with a wink for my benefit. My upper lip unconsciously curled in disgust but I think James interpreted it as some sort of smile from the smug look on his face.

Edward put his hand in mine casually as he replied, "Actually I think I've got things under control here; we're fine," he said dismissively. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at the side of Edward's face. He was being ridiculous at this point and if James said he could fix my truck than I would let him because I really wanted the damn thing fixed. And it was very adorable and all that Edward wanted to be the one to fix it but honestly, he'd been going at it for the past hour and I didn't see it getting better anytime soon.

"Actually, James. If you could take a look at it, that'd be great," I said politely.

James smirked and swaggered over, pushing Edward out of the way with his shoulder so he could lean of over the front of the truck. My jaw was tense already; Edward gave me a pointed look but didn't say anything, just crossed his arms.

"That should do it," James said not ten minutes later. I jumped slightly as I had been zoned out for the period of time he was working on the truck. No one had said a word and the air was very tense. James looked over at me. "Try starting it now."

With a bob of my head I walked slowly past Edward, who hadn't moved an inch in the ten minutes, to hop up to the truck's cab. Putting the key into the ignition and turning, I was shocked to hear the thunderous roar of the engine starting. I felt my jaw drop and I could see Edward visibly huff through the windshield. I hopped back out and walked over to James.

"Erm, thanks. How much…?" I trailed off. I figured it was necessary to pay him for his help.

James shook his head. "Don't worry about it. Just happy to help a new friend," he grinned and with that walked off to, I assumed, wherever he had been planning to go to. I couldn't help but shiver in dread at the way he had said 'friend' but I shook it off and walked back over to Edward until I was standing in front of him.

I leaned my chin on his chest so that I was still looking up at him. "Look, he got it running," I said meekly with a weak smile. I knew Edward wasn't pleased that I had asked for James' help but the main thing was that the truck worked.

Edward rolled his eyes but eventually wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer so that I was flush against his body. I had to ask. "Was that the guy you were going to ask for help?"

He sighed, "Yes, he was plan B but I never actually wanted to resort to plan B." I tried not to snort in laughter; Edward was totally pouting.

After Edward got over the fact that James had fixed my truck we headed back inside to find an empty trailer. I had learned that if Elizabeth wasn't home than she was over at Audrey's, her friend who lived, like Edward had said, a few trailers over.

Edward looked at the clock near the door. It was 12:30. "Do you want something to eat? I'm starved."

"Sure; anything's fine," I shrugged.

A half hour later found us sprawled out on the green, extremely comfy, couch, our grilled cheese sandwiches long gone. We had started out vertical but we gradually gravitated so that we were lying down along the couch, me sort lying half on top of Edward. I was a kind of self-conscious that I might be too heavy but Edward didn't show any sign of discomfort so I went with it as we watched meaningless television.

This was perfect; I could have stayed like that for eternity.

Unfortunately, it seemed as soon as I thought that, our perfect bubble world was popped in the form of the giant brute I like to call Emmett banging on Edward's door. Neither of us had heard him approaching, we were that out of it, I guess.

"Hey, you two! I know you're in there, we're going to the beach and you're coming with." Neither Edward nor I made a move to answer the door. More banging occurred. "Come on," Emmett whined.

"Ugh, he's not going to leave," I mumbled as I awkwardly rolled over until I was standing up off the couch. Edward was blinking intensely, trying to wake himself up. Apparently he had fallen asleep. I had been close to that as well. I answered the door and put on my best irritated face.

"What?" I asked. Looking past Emmett I could see the whole gang. Alice, Jasper, and Rosalie were all standing at the bottom of the steps.

Emmett gave me his best dimple-grin. "Come on, we're going to the beach," he restated. I looked up at the sky, noticing it was still very sunny out, gauged the temperature, looked back inside at Edward, still lying on the couch lazily watching mine and Emmett's exchange, then looked back to Emmett.

"All right," I finally said after thorough consideration. I hadn't been to a beach since before I moved here so I couldn't say I wasn't excited.

"Excellent," Emmett replied, turning around to the others to give them a thumbs up to which they all rolled their eyes.

By then Edward had gotten up and was standing beside me. I looked up at him. "I guess we're going to the beach."

"'Kay," he replied, still looking sleepy, which only made me grin; he looked very cute.

"I'll drive," I said, partially because I had missed my truck and wanted to drive it and partially because I was worried Edward would fall asleep at the wheel or something.

Even though we all left at the same time for the beach, Edward and I, of course, got there last since our mode of transportation was my ancient truck but at least it was running now, thanks to James. Edward, now fully alert, I believe was thinking the same thing as me only in not so nice of a tone.

When we reached Long Beach, the others were waiting for us by Emmett's jeep.

"See your truck is working now," Emmett commented.

"Yeah, er," my eyes darted to Edward, "someone Edward knows took a look at it today and fixed it."

Rosalie walked over and lifted the hood. As she looked, her lips pursed. "Bit of an amateurish job," she sniffed. "Why didn't you ask me to look at it?" she pretty much accused.

"I, uh…" I stammered. I had been under the impression that she didn't want me talking to her. She smirked slightly and just from that I could tell that we were okay now… for whatever reason. I didn't want to try to figure out Rosalie's way of thinking.

"All right then," Alice chimed in, getting impatient. "Let's go before the clouds move in again."

With that we meandered away down to the beach. Jasper and Emmett immediately began tossing a football around and Alice and Rosalie spread a blanket out on the sand, laid down, and began gossiping about who knows what. Emmett then yelled over to us for Edward to come over and join them like that was obviously what he was supposed to do in the first place. Edward gave my hand a small squeeze, kissed my cheek then jogged over to the boys.

Well then.

Pretty much pouting, I laid out another blanket and unceremoniously sat myself down. "Aw, brighten up, Bella," Alice said, leaning forward to look past Rosalie at me. "You look like your dog has died."

"You've all ruined my day," I replied, trying to sound annoyed but my twitching lips gave me away.

Having no interest in what Alice and Rosalie were discussing, I proceeded to attempt to build a sand castle, a difficult task when you have nothing to assist you. So all in all it ended up just sort of being a big mound of sand. I added a stick at the top, which represented a flag. Happy with my masterpiece, I rolled up the sleeves of my sweater and flopped back onto the blanket and closed my eyes, simply soaking up the rays of sunshine and hoping that somehow my arms could tan slightly but it was a lost cause.

Not too long later I felt a body lay down beside me. Opening one eye I looked beside me to be met by two bright, emerald green eyes.

"Hi," I greeted brightly.

"Hello," Edward grinned.

From my other side I heard a yelp from Rosalie, followed by her yelling, "Get away from me, you big oaf! You're wet!" We both looked over to see Rosalie smacking Emmett upside the head after he tried to shake his wet hair on her. "It's October, what are you doing going swimming?"

"The water's not that bad, Rosie," Emmett replied. Rosalie than murmured something to him, which I couldn't hear, and that was that. Alice and Jasper had gone off in their own world and were now walking the length of the beach. Grinning, I laid back down on the blanket.

Humming in contentment, I curled into Edward's side. It was if we had never left his trailer.

There we go. The ending's rushed 'cause it's nearly 3:00 AM here… my goal had been to post the chapter while it was still April 11th… so that I could say it took me only exactly five months to update… I only missed my mark by three hours. When I think back on this next day I'm going to realize what a stupid ending that is but evs.

The chapter's not that long but… I think that was the best we could hope for at this point. I'm really trying, here. The next chapter won't take five months to be posted, I swear; I'm so ashamed. Plus, I've got, like, four other story ideas bombarding my head right now that I want to post right now but I think that if I tried to write two stories or more at once… it'd take a year to update any of them. Anyway, I had to throw James in there 'cause I've decided he'll be the antagonist, I think; I'm not sure. And we weren't going to have Jacob fix her truck 'cause that'd just be silly.