A Little Thing Called Destiny - Chapter Two
Title: A Little Thing Called Destiny
Rating: T
Warnings: None
Summary: "So, now that we've bumped into each other a total of two times in less than half an hour, what do you say we introduce ourselves? I'm Jacob." The tale of two people brought together by fate. Pure fluff. AH. AU (Click to start from beginning.)
"It's almost Friday!" Angela exclaims the minute Bella walks into the kitchen. Bella rolls her eyes as she ties her apron around the her waist.
"I swear, Angela, you're more excited for this date than I am."
"Maybe it's because you haven't had sex in about a year," her best friend says, tossing Bella's pad and pen to her. "You're very unhappy when you're horny."
Bella glances out of the kitchen and into the restaurant, already full of people in the middle of the afternoon. She sighs. It's going to be a long shift. "I beg to differ," she says.
"Of course you do."
"What ever happened to my best friend from high school? You know, the one that cringed at the mere conversation of open-mouthed kissing?"
"She got laid." Angela winks and walks out into the restaurant to start her shift, with Bella on her heels. Bella does her rounds, waiting on everyone from elderly couples out for an early dinner to business men and women trying to get contracts with big companies or the odd mom treating herself to a date with her favorite book. As the day gets later and Bella's body becomes less energetic, she thinks about how thankful she is that the restaurant started incorporating tips in with the bill, because she wouldn't often get a tip otherwise - especially from the group of trust fund teenagers that had been here earlier on a double date. And if Bella didn't get tips, then she'd never get her bakery.
She crosses paths with Angela in the kitchen around six and decides to take a break, having just placed an order for a table. She leans against the wall and her friend glances at her in empathy. "Hard afternoon?"
"Understatement," Bella says, blowing a piece of her hair out of her face. "I hate being a waitress."
(ALTCD)
"Very nice outfit, Beautiful," Jacob says as Bella opens her door and greets him hello.
"Thank you." She steps out of her apartment and follows him out of the lobby and to his car. "So where are we going?" she asks when they're both settled into the car.
His only response is a smile and "It's a surprise."
Bella is indeed surprised when he pulls up to the Georgian and hands the valet his keys. "Are you kidding me? This is where I work, Jacob."
He places his hand on the middle of her back and guides her through the doors despite her protests. "Oh, I know. I just think having our date here would give us a chance to associate this place with a positive experience instead of the one memory we do have here."
Bella smiles. From what she remembers, happiness is already connected to this restaurant, but she can understand how he would disagree.
The Wednesday before her date, while Bella had been on her shift with Angela, she had spotted Jacob sitting at a table in her section. She had been kind of excited which she liked to think was Angela's excitement rubbing off on her and not the idea of fate and destiny creeping into her mind. That is, until she noticed he was sitting with a very beautiful woman.
Bella'd had no choice but to walk over there, since he was in her section and when she'd asked for their food order, she found herself snatching the menus from them both after they were finished. Later on, she'd accidentally - yes, accidentally - spilled water on Jacob's lap. She'd apologized immediately after, but let a whispered "Jackass" slip through at the end and of course with her luck, Jacob heard.
He'd gotten up from his date and pulled Bella into a corner and demanded to know what her problem was. She'd been yelling at him that even though they weren't exclusive and hadn't even been on their first date, how dare he go out with another girl in her restaurant! He'd kissed her silent and told her that the woman was his cousin, visiting from his hometown. She'd just gotten engaged to a man named Sam - her high school sweetheart - and Jacob was treating her to a celebratory dinner. When Bella had looked back at the table and saw the ring on her finger and noticed their resemblance, she'd been incredibly embarrassed. He ignored her deep blush and apologies and instead asked how the kiss was. She said it was nice. He agreed.
Melissa, the new hostess, shows them to their table and Bella notices that this is her section. Since she is here though, not working, she knows that this section will be covered by-
"Hello, I'm Angela and I'll be your server tonight." Bella smiles at her friend and gives a small wave. Angela takes out her pad and pen. "Are you guys ready to order, or do you need some more time?"
"I think we need a little more time. Thanks Angela," Jacob says. When Angela walks away, Jacob turns to her. "So, Beautiful, twenty questions?"
"Sure. Um, occupation?"
"I have a photography business with my two best friends. We cover everything from birthday parties to weddings and anything else that people want to have a memory of."
"Wow, I would have never guessed that."
"Why not? Don't I seem like the artistic type?" Bella shakes her head. "Well what would you have guessed I was?"
An Abercrombie and Fitch model. "A… construction worker?"
"I knew you were checking out my biceps."
"I - Please, I was not!"
Jacob laughs at Bella's terrible attempt at lying. "I'm just messing with you, Beautiful. I already know your occupation so I guess it's my turn. What's your most embarrassing moment?"
Bella lies and tells him it was falling down a couple of stairs in school. She's just not ready to share her deep secrets yet. Jacob tells her that he was pantsed by his best friend Embry in front of his all time crush at eleven.
Angela comes back and takes their order and brings them their food a short while after. Over dinner they continue their game of twenty questions asking things like "Where have you worked?," "Where was your first kiss?," and "How many scars do you have and how did you get them?" Halfway through their meal, Jacob puts down his fork.
"Are you having fun?"
Bella looks up, surprised. "Yeah, I'm having a nice time."
"No, no. Are you having fun? Life is full of 'nice times' but not down-right fun."
Before Bella can protest, Jacob calls Angela over and asks for doggy bags for them both and grabs her hand when the bill is paid. They end up at the nearest movie theater.
"Watching a movie is fun?" Bella asks disbelievingly.
"Only if we pick the worst one," Jacob replies with a smile. They buy tickets to the newest vampire movie that everyone is so obsessed with. Bella and Jacob hate the entire series. Its perfect.
"I don't even get this movie. Aren't the vampires supposed to sparkle? The wedding is outside, in the sun!" Bella says as they watch the main actress walk down the aisle. She gets shushed by the woman in front of her.
"Tell me about it. The best part so far was the dance with her best friend, Jack," Jacob says. "That guy is bad ass." When they receive another shush, they whisper the rest of their critique to each other until the honeymoon scene. Bella ends up loudly guffawing and they are eventually kicked out by the usher. As they're walking out, Bella yells "This movie sucks!" and they run out laughing even harder.
When he walks her to her door, she hesitates outside, not quite ready to leave him. "I had a really nice - sorry - fun time tonight."
"Glad to hear it, Beautiful. Still a fate skeptic?"
"Just a little."
"Any chance you would agree to a second date despite the fact?"
Bella nods and before she can articulate the word yes, Jacob's lips are on hers and she's got her hands in his hair and her back against her door.
When he pulls away, he leans his forehead on hers and asks, "Was that as good as the first one?"
"Definitely," she says. Jacob agrees.
Chapter Three
Rating: T
Warnings: None
Summary: "So, now that we've bumped into each other a total of two times in less than half an hour, what do you say we introduce ourselves? I'm Jacob." The tale of two people brought together by fate. Pure fluff. AH. AU (Click to start from beginning.)
"It's almost Friday!" Angela exclaims the minute Bella walks into the kitchen. Bella rolls her eyes as she ties her apron around the her waist.
"I swear, Angela, you're more excited for this date than I am."
"Maybe it's because you haven't had sex in about a year," her best friend says, tossing Bella's pad and pen to her. "You're very unhappy when you're horny."
Bella glances out of the kitchen and into the restaurant, already full of people in the middle of the afternoon. She sighs. It's going to be a long shift. "I beg to differ," she says.
"Of course you do."
"What ever happened to my best friend from high school? You know, the one that cringed at the mere conversation of open-mouthed kissing?"
"She got laid." Angela winks and walks out into the restaurant to start her shift, with Bella on her heels. Bella does her rounds, waiting on everyone from elderly couples out for an early dinner to business men and women trying to get contracts with big companies or the odd mom treating herself to a date with her favorite book. As the day gets later and Bella's body becomes less energetic, she thinks about how thankful she is that the restaurant started incorporating tips in with the bill, because she wouldn't often get a tip otherwise - especially from the group of trust fund teenagers that had been here earlier on a double date. And if Bella didn't get tips, then she'd never get her bakery.
She crosses paths with Angela in the kitchen around six and decides to take a break, having just placed an order for a table. She leans against the wall and her friend glances at her in empathy. "Hard afternoon?"
"Understatement," Bella says, blowing a piece of her hair out of her face. "I hate being a waitress."
(ALTCD)
"Very nice outfit, Beautiful," Jacob says as Bella opens her door and greets him hello.
"Thank you." She steps out of her apartment and follows him out of the lobby and to his car. "So where are we going?" she asks when they're both settled into the car.
His only response is a smile and "It's a surprise."
Bella is indeed surprised when he pulls up to the Georgian and hands the valet his keys. "Are you kidding me? This is where I work, Jacob."
He places his hand on the middle of her back and guides her through the doors despite her protests. "Oh, I know. I just think having our date here would give us a chance to associate this place with a positive experience instead of the one memory we do have here."
Bella smiles. From what she remembers, happiness is already connected to this restaurant, but she can understand how he would disagree.
The Wednesday before her date, while Bella had been on her shift with Angela, she had spotted Jacob sitting at a table in her section. She had been kind of excited which she liked to think was Angela's excitement rubbing off on her and not the idea of fate and destiny creeping into her mind. That is, until she noticed he was sitting with a very beautiful woman.
Bella'd had no choice but to walk over there, since he was in her section and when she'd asked for their food order, she found herself snatching the menus from them both after they were finished. Later on, she'd accidentally - yes, accidentally - spilled water on Jacob's lap. She'd apologized immediately after, but let a whispered "Jackass" slip through at the end and of course with her luck, Jacob heard.
He'd gotten up from his date and pulled Bella into a corner and demanded to know what her problem was. She'd been yelling at him that even though they weren't exclusive and hadn't even been on their first date, how dare he go out with another girl in her restaurant! He'd kissed her silent and told her that the woman was his cousin, visiting from his hometown. She'd just gotten engaged to a man named Sam - her high school sweetheart - and Jacob was treating her to a celebratory dinner. When Bella had looked back at the table and saw the ring on her finger and noticed their resemblance, she'd been incredibly embarrassed. He ignored her deep blush and apologies and instead asked how the kiss was. She said it was nice. He agreed.
Melissa, the new hostess, shows them to their table and Bella notices that this is her section. Since she is here though, not working, she knows that this section will be covered by-
"Hello, I'm Angela and I'll be your server tonight." Bella smiles at her friend and gives a small wave. Angela takes out her pad and pen. "Are you guys ready to order, or do you need some more time?"
"I think we need a little more time. Thanks Angela," Jacob says. When Angela walks away, Jacob turns to her. "So, Beautiful, twenty questions?"
"Sure. Um, occupation?"
"I have a photography business with my two best friends. We cover everything from birthday parties to weddings and anything else that people want to have a memory of."
"Wow, I would have never guessed that."
"Why not? Don't I seem like the artistic type?" Bella shakes her head. "Well what would you have guessed I was?"
An Abercrombie and Fitch model. "A… construction worker?"
"I knew you were checking out my biceps."
"I - Please, I was not!"
Jacob laughs at Bella's terrible attempt at lying. "I'm just messing with you, Beautiful. I already know your occupation so I guess it's my turn. What's your most embarrassing moment?"
Bella lies and tells him it was falling down a couple of stairs in school. She's just not ready to share her deep secrets yet. Jacob tells her that he was pantsed by his best friend Embry in front of his all time crush at eleven.
Angela comes back and takes their order and brings them their food a short while after. Over dinner they continue their game of twenty questions asking things like "Where have you worked?," "Where was your first kiss?," and "How many scars do you have and how did you get them?" Halfway through their meal, Jacob puts down his fork.
"Are you having fun?"
Bella looks up, surprised. "Yeah, I'm having a nice time."
"No, no. Are you having fun? Life is full of 'nice times' but not down-right fun."
Before Bella can protest, Jacob calls Angela over and asks for doggy bags for them both and grabs her hand when the bill is paid. They end up at the nearest movie theater.
"Watching a movie is fun?" Bella asks disbelievingly.
"Only if we pick the worst one," Jacob replies with a smile. They buy tickets to the newest vampire movie that everyone is so obsessed with. Bella and Jacob hate the entire series. Its perfect.
"I don't even get this movie. Aren't the vampires supposed to sparkle? The wedding is outside, in the sun!" Bella says as they watch the main actress walk down the aisle. She gets shushed by the woman in front of her.
"Tell me about it. The best part so far was the dance with her best friend, Jack," Jacob says. "That guy is bad ass." When they receive another shush, they whisper the rest of their critique to each other until the honeymoon scene. Bella ends up loudly guffawing and they are eventually kicked out by the usher. As they're walking out, Bella yells "This movie sucks!" and they run out laughing even harder.
When he walks her to her door, she hesitates outside, not quite ready to leave him. "I had a really nice - sorry - fun time tonight."
"Glad to hear it, Beautiful. Still a fate skeptic?"
"Just a little."
"Any chance you would agree to a second date despite the fact?"
Bella nods and before she can articulate the word yes, Jacob's lips are on hers and she's got her hands in his hair and her back against her door.
When he pulls away, he leans his forehead on hers and asks, "Was that as good as the first one?"
"Definitely," she says. Jacob agrees.
Chapter Three