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I could not understand why she liked it so much. The rain. When we were in her room packing for her to leave and she mournfully threw all her tank tops into a pile to give to me, she said that she hated Forks because of the rain. Now, on the phone when I called her in response to the wedding invitation, she sounded like the rain was the greatest thing since…well Edward Cullen, her fiancé. For being so against marriage at a young age, Aunt Rene and my mother sure were exited about this wedding. So much so, that we were flying in two weeks early in order to help out. Edward/Bella, Jacob/OC

I can't stop writing. It's boardering on obessive.

12. You're drooling

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"Her life was cut short. Isabella Swan Cullen was a bright girl with a wonderful future ahead of her."

I nearly laughed at the irony as Pastor Webber went on and on about Bella's virtues and life and how death was just the beginning of a new one. I could see Jacob and Embry with their jaws clenched and the Cullen family looking down in fake sorrow or real shame. I wasn't sure which.

After the service, there was a reception at the Swan house. People milled in and around the building, offering condolences or eating the food. I stood with by back to the window, watching everyone with what I hoped was a sad look. I was feeling angry again after seeing my uncle, aunt and mother crying.


I jumped at the sound of the soft voice and looked over at the tall girl standing there. I frowned a little. "Hi."

"I'm Angela. I am-was- a friend of your cousins."

"Angela?" I paused. Bella had told me about her once. "Oh, Bella told me about you."

Angela smiled a little. "We weren't really good friends. She didn't want to be, I don't think."

I nodded. "She's always been like that."

There was an awkward pause and I sighed. "Want to go outside with me? I need some air."

Jacob was no where around. I figured he had gone to calm himself down a little, as to not doing anything rash.

Angela nodded. "Of course."

We went outside and onto the path that led into the woods. Angela talked quietly to me about how she met Bella. The conversation soon changed to her life and finally to books, movies, current events and just about anything else one could think of. I liked this girl, she was interesting. She was going to study to be a doctor and had been accepted to Seattle U.

"My boy friend is going to school in California, so we had to break it off. Trying to maintain a long distance relationship and go to college is difficult."

"How about long distance and high school?" I murmured.

She shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe." She frowned. "So you are with Jacob Black?"

I blinked. "Excuse me?"

She shrugged. "Rumors. It's a small town. New girl, somewhat known trouble maker, makes for good gossip." She laughed a little.

I shrugged. "Yeah, it's true." I frowned. "At least the together part. Anything else is probably false."

She laughed. "I hope so." She paused suddenly and looked around. "Did you hear anything?"

I to stopped and listened. I heard nothing. "What?"

"I thought I heard footsteps. It's probably nothing."

I glanced at her and around the woods. She could very well be hearing footsteps, but if it was a vampire's footsteps we wouldn't be able to hear them unless they wanted us to. Either they did, or Angela was imagining things. I hoped she was imagining things. I heard the footsteps then and swallowed.

"We-I think we should head back," Angela said.

I nodded in agreement and we turned to go. There was a sound like a small earthquake and Angela and I screeched.

Sprawled in the path in front of us, with his leg caught in one of the tree roots, was Paul.

"Damn it!" I screamed, clutching my chest. "You scared us."

He wasn't looking at me though. He was staring at my companion in a daze. His face turned into a freaked out expression, before reverting back into the slack jawed one. Angela blinked and shifted nervously.

"F-friend of yours?"

I nodded just as Jacob came sprinting. He sighed. "I heard screams. I thought-Paul you're drooling."

Paul blinked and looked away, struggling to his feet. "Sorry I scared you," he muttered, addressing Angela. "I didn't think you should be out here alone with le-with people the way they are today."

Angela was looking at Paul curiously the whole time she talked. It probably wasn't every day she saw someone almost a foot taller then she was and Paul was only wearing shorts like he normally did. She blinked again. "Oh, it's okay. I mean...weird stuff has been happening that's all."

Paul grinned and I looked at Jacob. "Where were you?"

He shrugged, is eyes darting around. "Listen," he said quickly. "I need to take you and your family to the rez. Something's happened."


Angela looked at us curiously and Paul frowned. "What happened?" he asked.

Jacob looked from Paul, to Angela, and back to Paul again, before grabbing his arm and dragging him a little ways down that path. He whispered something to him and Paul answered.

I turned to Angela and gave her a nervous smile, but she didn't question me.

Jacob and Paul returned.

"Angela can come too," Jacob said.

Paul looked pleased and sent Angela a small smile. She blushed a little and looked down at her hands. Had Jacob not looked so grim I could have laughed.

"What happened?" I asked again.

Jacob took my hand and led me through the woods and to the road where he had left his car. "Marcus was a distraction. To keep Alice focusing on your family so she couldn't see what they were really up to."

"Which was?"

I looked over my shoulder with Jacob to find Paul and Angela walking side by side, talking quietly. Jacob smirked, which faded as soon as he turned back to me. "If they couldn't have Bella no one could. They...well, they took her and released her. They want her to reveal herself so they have an excuse to kill her."


"Alice thinks she'll come here. Drawn by the familiarity. Sam and Carlisle decided it would be safer if you all came to the rez."

"How are we going to explain this to-?"

"There is no way we can keep it secret."

"They'll flip!"

"I know."

We got into the car, Angela and I in the back, and buckled our seatbelts.

"So, what's going on?" Angela finally asked.

Silence, before I said. "The Cullens are vampires."

Jacob and Paul cringed at my matter of fact tone.

"I knew it," Angela said softly.

We blinked in surprise and Jacob turned around in his seat. "How?"

"Dude, the road!"

He turned around again.

"How?" I asked this time.

She shrugged. "I never knew they were vampires. All I knew was they weren't human. Well...they never ate, they were so graceful and pretty and there was just something about them. Not to mention their eyes changed colors." She shrugged. "Besides, there are tons of legends around here about them. Werewolves to, but I've never seen any evidence to suggest they exist."

Paul coughed.

"Anyway, what does the problem have to do with the Cullens being vampires?"

"Angela, all the Cullens are vampires. All of them."

Silence and her eyes widened. "She's not dead?"

"Well...technically she is, but...no, she's not."

"That's terrible!"

"I know," Jacob said. "And now she's coming here."

Angela paled. "Here?" For the first time since the conversation started, she sounded freaked out.

"She's not in control of herself. She's an animal," Paul added. "One who will be put down if needed."

Angela gasped and even I felt a shudder roll down my spine at the venom present in Paul's voice.

"You'll be safe with us," he continued in a softer tone.

"How?" she whispered.

"Proof of werewolves," Jacob started. "Overly tall, twenty five looking when really seventeen and a body temperature so high you can fry an egg on their palm."

Angela frowned, her lips moving as she repeated what Jacob said under her breath. "Oh!" She said nothing more as she stared at the back of Paul's head with a blank expression. Jacob turned into his neighborhood and glanced over at Paul. I could not see Paul's face, but I had a feeling it was one of complete dejection.

Finally, Angela spoke. "This is so strange."

Jacob stopped the car in front of Sam's house and killed the engine. "Do you want to go home?" he asked.

Paul growled.

Angela shook her head. "No way."

Paul relaxed again and Jacob nodded. "Lets go inside then."

I followed Jacob into to the house to find the one sight I had never wanted to see.