Equinox: A Twilight RPG

Who: Bella and Edward
What: Talking and finalizing plans for the wedding, finally.
When: August 4th, 2008; roughly 3PM?
Where: Charlie's house

Bella sighed a little to herself, her fingers flipping through the ridiculously large wedding book Alice had given her oh so long ago that she… well, had never taken the proper time to actually look through. Not until now, anyway. With the ceremony looming less than two weeks away now, Bella still had a ball of guilt sitting in the pit of her stomach over not being more helpful, more excited about getting married. And while she was a little more enthused about it now than she had been a week ago, underneath all of it she still kind of felt the same. Nervous about being the center of attention, wishing it weren’t going to be such a big spectical for the town of Forks, anxious about several things, scared, excited. She groaned a little as her thoughts drifted from one thing to another, confusing even herself in the process.

She pushed the book aside and flopped down onto her bed, laying back on the mattress and staring up at the ceiling. It was the middle of the afternoon and Charlie was at work. She had the day off and had decided to work on some of the details that still needed to be ironed out, but couldn’t bring herself to be motivated enough at that moment. Which was just a horrible, awful thing to feel right now. Alice would be sorely disappointed in her.

Her hands folded neatly together on her stomach as she lay there, her eyes finally drifting shut. The breeze that came through her open window was cooler than normal, but still muggy, and she didn’t like the humidity. Though it wasn’t nearly as bad as Florida, that was for sure. Her index finger and thumb from her right hand played almost unconsciously with the ring that was settled on her left hand, twisting it this way and that, not even thinking about it as she laid there.

Who: Mike and Bella
What: Hot steamy sex. Duh.
Where: Bella's house
When: July 26, 2:30 PM

Mike hadn't seen Bella in a while, but he'd sent back his reply RSVP card, he'd be going with his parents since his girlfriend was a bridesmaid. It wasn't entirely unheard of, his parents were excited to go, and kept asking him 'are you sure she's not pregnant?' Mike WASN'T sure, but he took Bella's word for it.

The invitation had said no gifts, but that didn't stop Mike Newton. He wouldn't be bossed around by a piece of incredibly lovely cardstock (as his mother put it). Besides, it wasn't that interesting of a gift, just something he thought she might like.

It was with the intention of giving her this gift that put him on her doorstep unannounced. He probably should have called, but he hoped the gift, and the cookies his Mother had made to take as well would offer some forgiveness for not calling first. He knocked on the door and waited patiently. Wrapped gift in one hand, and tin of cookies in the other.

Who: Jake and Bell
What: Jake has to grow up a bit.
When: July 20 9:53 PM
Where: Bella's house

Jacob new that the clock was ticking, he knew that he was almost out of time, and he knew that at some point he might have to admit defeat. He wasn't ready to let her go, but he had bigger fish to fry at this point. His sister needed him, and if he was going to be able to focus entirely on what the pack needed from him, and if that was going to be the case he needed to get Bella Swan out of his head. He doubted this would do the trick, but he had some things he needed to get off of his chest, and he just... He had to know. He had to understand, he doubted any reasoning she had would make sense to him, but he had to try.

He hadn't called, he just showered, put on some clean jeans, and a nice shirt and headed over to her house. He sat outside for a long moment before he took a deep breath and got out of his car and walked up to the door. Chief Swan answered, and looked happy to see him and Jake and he shared some small talk. After Charlie hollered for Bella. Jacob was nervous, but, he had to get some kind of closure, some kind of . . . something.

Who: Jacob and Bella
What: Jake was promised dinner! He's left the pack at home!
Where: Bella's house
When: June 30, 6:00 PM

The sun had started to go down when Jake pulled up in his rabbit outside of Bella's house. He hadn't wanted to tell Rachel where he was headed, so he'd just scribbled a note while she was out and hurried on his way to Forks.

He was nervous, he knew, in his head, that Rachel was right. He couldn't force Bella to pick him. He'd already tried, and that hadn't worked. But maybe she would just do it on his own. After all, he could eat her food that she cooked, that was one thing he had going for him. He sat in his car for a minute taking a breath before he grabbed a six pack of soda from the passenger seat and got out of the car. He was wearing a pair of jeans, a plain green tee shirt and a jean jacket, he'd gone back and forth on popping the collar (thanks a lot Quil and Rachel) and had decided to just go with what he knew. So his jacket collar was, in fact, popped. HA. Sweet rebellion. His long hair was tied back loosely and he looked casual and hopefully calm even though he wasn't feeling calm at all.

He walked up the walkway to her house and knocked a couple of times. He knew Charlie was out, Charlie was at his house, so he was glad to get some time to spend with her. Even if it wasn't the way he wanted, he'd really missed her, and hadn't seen her since they had their big vampire/werewolf showdown.

He smiled when she opened the door, he instantly felt better just seeing her. He was calm again, and realized that he had nothing to worry about, even if he was crazy about her, she was still just Bella and he was instantly comfortable. "Hey Bells, I successfully evaded the rest of the pack," he teased. "Actually it was more along the lines of telling them to keep their butts at home for a change and stop obsessing over me."

Who: Bella and Edward
Where: The Swan's
What: New lullaby and sexual frustration
When: June 26rd, 7:23 PM

Bella had already wrapped the leftover food from dinner into some Tupperware containers and was storing them into the refrigerator. Charlie would want them tomorrow for lunch, no doubt, so there was no use throwing the meat away. She left the wrapped up bread out on the counter so that Charlie would know just to make some toast in the morning. She wasn’t sure she’d be in the mood to cook tomorrow. Odd as it was, she was already trying to get used the idea of not actually eating anymore. It seemed so abnormal. Go figure; a girl about to marry a vampire, thinking it was odd that she wouldn’t be able to eat in a couple months time.

She knew Edward would be there soon, so she saw Charlie off, avoiding the stink eye he gave her on his way down the driveway. She remained in the doorway, her silhouette highlighted by the light inside the house. Her face couldn’t be seen with the shadows directed onto her face, and she was glade that Charlie couldn’t see her face. That sense of buzzing excitement, the anxiety and impatience that only came when she was waiting for Edward. Charlie knew that look all to well by this point, and it always made him scowl, no matter how calm he tried to be about their relationship.

Once Charlie’s police cruiser was out of eyeshot, Bella closed the door behind her. It was still far too early to get into pyjamas or think about climbing into bed, but she did both regardless. The night breeze carried in a slight draft from her window, causing even the June weather to feel cool. She pulled a sweater on over her head, and wallowed on her bed as she waited for Edward. Always the impatient one. Instead of sitting in her bedroom impatiently, Bella got up and went back downstairs to the kitchen to do a little more—unnecessary—cleaning. It killed the time.