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A Freaky Imprint

Jacob loses. Bella chooses Edward and runs away with the rest of the Cullens to whatever secluded, cloudy town they choose to move to. And they leave Jacob in La Push, trying as hard as he can to get over her. But then he realizes he's out of peanut butter. And so it all begins. The whole pack imprints on one girl. A girl who happens to be a vampire. Marie is running from something, and chooses Forks of all places to make her 'normal' life as a supermarket employee. But that idea is destroyed when the weird wolf guys come in and screws everything up. The pack is on the verge of falling apart over Marie. Only Sam seems to realize that she's not right at all. Can he possibly stop them from killing each other over something they are created to destroy? I'm sorry, I can't help but make it crack-ficish. Rated 'T' for language.


4. Chapter 4: Realization

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Chapter 4: Realization

Jared’s POV

Jacob was pacing back and forth in front of his car. We were parked at the beach, forced to wait for Embry while the rest of the pack was off having fun killing bloodsuckers.

“What did you say she looked like again?” I asked him for the millionth time.

“Beautiful.” Jacob responded, ceasing his pacing, looking up at the sky, drooling.

“No duh. I mean, she was a blondie? Right?” I asked. Sam had said that we would most likely find our imprints on the rez (or anyone related to a person from La Push), so we probably wouldn’t imprint on someone like Bella (he had to remind Jacob thirty-seven times).

“Don’t call her that!” He didn’t have to get defensive….

“’K! I won’t! Jeez, Jake, I didn’t get defensive when I imprinted and you said she looked like that fish we saw at that aquarium that looked kinda funky!”

“Why are you italicizing all your pronouns?” Jacob asked me (or the author, I honestly don’t know).

I don’t know! Wait, those are pronouns?”

“Dunno, just guessed.”

“Ah.” I looked away from Jacob now. I already liked Bella better. “Wonder when I get to meet her.”

“We could go now and pick up dog food or something.”

“When Embry gets back.”

“Mmm.” Jacob wasn’t paying attention to me any more.

A ’76 Nova Coup pulled up in front of us and Embry hopped out.

“Ohmygodyouwon’tbelievewhathappenedIimprinted!” Embry yelled when he got out of the car, sounding a lot like a fifteen-year-old girl called my sister when Edward Cullen said ‘Hey’ to her.

“That’s weird. So did Jake. Where? When?” I asked, kind of suspicious.

“At the Winn-Dixie a minute ago.” Embry replied.

“Same here.” Jacob looked at Embry like it was the first time he ever did.

“Heeeyyyyy, what?” Embry said, looking almost nervous by Jacob’s penetrating stare

“What was her name?” I asked.

“What is this, an interrogation?” Embry asked, fidgeting slightly from the stare Jacob was still giving him.

“Yep.” Jake replied, waiting for an answer.

“Marie. Why? Didn’t Jacob imprint there too?”

Jacob nodded.

“Her name was Marie too.” I added.

“Well, that’s weird.” Embry smiled.

I rolled my eyes and looked at the sky. “I think it’s the same person.”

“Wait what!?” he asked.

“Hate to break it to you, but that can’t happen, remember!” Jacob added.

I thought for a moment. “Why don’t we go down to the Winn Dixie and check this girl out.” I suggested.

“She’s mine, don’t look at her.” Jake defended.

I didn’t remember acting stupid when I imprinted. “I didn’t mean it in that way.”

“Oh. Sorry.”

“’S ok. Let’s go. We can take my car.” I marched to the beat up red Silverado with Jacob and Embry following. “One of you call Sam and tell him what’s happening.” I commanded.

I heard Jake pull out his phone. “What should I tell him?”

“That we have a personal problem and we need to stop by the Winn Dixie. And that we’ll tell him the rest when we got back.” I mused.

“’K.” I heard the beeps of the buttons being presses, then Sam’s voicemail. Jacob quickly tell him my message, then hang up. By then we were at the Winn Dixie.

“Okay. Let’s solve this problem.” I sighed and stepped out of the car.


After walking around the store for fifteen minutes, we pulled up in on of the last aisles.

“Are you sure she’s still here? Maybe her shift ended a long time ago.” I was saying when Jacob gasped and Embry grabbed my shoulder to stop me from walking.

“It’s her.” They both said together.

There, at the end of the aisle was a pale blonde woman stacking up Spaghettio cans with her back to us.

The heater blasted and I smelled her.

“Bloodsucker.” I realized.

“What?” Jacob and Embry looked at me.

“She’s a bloodsucker.”