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2nd Personal Sun

Bella and Edward have decided to move away to Alaska. Jacob is still trying to cope from the pain of losing his true love, and is unintentionally tearing himself away from the pack. But, what if, Leah and Seth Clearwater had an optimistic little sister to begin with? Can she be the one to brighten Jacob's outlook and save a crumbling pack from falling forever? But, what if something happens to Jake that will effect her just as badly in the end? Can she make it through the scenario and still maintain her sense of trust? More importantly...can she make it out alive? new chapters added!


1. Chapter 1

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“Ouch, Leah!” Kiralee Clearwater complained to her older sister. Leah had angrily lifted her sibling up by the elbows and was carrying her over to a puddle of mud.

“You moron!” Leah shouted at her. “How could you?”

“I’m sorry! I was being funny!”

“Not to me!” she snarled.

“Leah, Leah, please!” Kiralee pleaded. “Please, Lee. Seriously. Do you have to take it this far?” her voice went up another octave as Leah held her carelessly over the puddle.

“Yes! You little witch!” Leah dropped her. As Kiralee braced for the pain that was about to shoot through her knee’s as they hit the ground, something warm caught her in mid air. She gasped. She looked up at the person who’d saved her, and it was a familiar face. Jacob Black was glaring at Leah, and Leah was fuming back with her fists clenched, trembling from head to toe.

“Thank you, Jake!” Kiralee squealed. He let her down on the clear road on the edge of the mud.

“Leah, what the hell are you doing to her?” he hissed, but kept his voice low and calm.

“All she’s been doing to me is making my life miserable. I’m getting revenge on that little evil, twisted girl.” Leah threatened.

“Leah!” Kiralee scolded. “I’m not doing anything! You just need to lighten up and have some fun. Ever since Sam…” she drifted off, knowing she’d never survive if she’d finished her sentence.

That did it. Leah trembled all over, and Kiralee started to freak. What if she phased? Kiralee wondered nervously. Here? Now? In front of me?

Before she could say another word, Leah shouted, “You’re dead!”, and Jacob took her whole torso and whipped her away from me.

“Calm down in the woods,” he said to her, throwing her towards the forest’s edge. She obeyed his order after a minute of convulsing, sprinting deep into the ferns. Jake turned back around to see Kiralee’s astonished and frozen expression, and he sighed.

“Sorry. You just gotta be a little more careful with what you say or do around her. Okay?” He said. His face looked drawn and exhausted.

All she could do was nod quickly. He grinned, but it still had a tired edge. “Loosen up. She’ll be okay. C’mon, let’s head down to the bonfire on First Beach—I think they’re waiting for us.”

“Okay,” Kiralee breathed nervously, still shaken. As they walked down the road, Jacob strolled with his hands in his pockets, whistling to a familiar tune. Kiralee looked up at him.

“Er…thanks, by the way. This may be a little dramatic—but, I’m pretty sure you just saved my life back there. Thanks,” she repeated.

To her surprise, Jacob laughed. “No problem. You’re lucky I was there, though. Like I mentioned before—try to be aware of your actions. It sounds completely ridiculous, I know, but Leah’s temperamental. And you know that. Safety first.” He added with another chuckle. After a minute of silence, Jacob asked, “What did you do, though?”


“You know,” he said, looking down at her. “Leah said something about how she was going to kill you and all that. What was that about?”

“Oh,” Kiralee said, waving her hand dismissively. “Nothing, really. I just was in her room, rewiring her ceiling fan so it will go off spontaneously in the middle of the night. You’ve heard that thing creak. It’ll wake up the dead.”

Jacob stared for a moment, as if processing her story. Finally, he started laughing loudly. Kiralee started laughing, too—but not at her actions, at Jacob. His face was cringed up and he was laughing hard. She saw tears forming in his eyes.

“Jake,” she chuckled, folding her arms. “Are you okay?”

He nodded, still laughing, trying to get a hold of himself.

“Jake!” She said, giggling. He was still laughing hilariously. He gasped for air, wiping the tears from his eyes.

“Sorry, sorry…” he sighed, still chortling every now and then. “So let me guess,” he said with a broad smile still on his face. “So you did that, because….not only would it annoy the hell out of her…but you knew, right when you got caught and she got pissed, that it would be an even better prank because you know she doesn’t know how to fix it, right?”

Kiralee nodded. “Exactly!” She giggled again. He stared laughing for a third time, only not as hard. He tousled her hair. “You are just a little genius.”

“Thank you,” she beamed.

By that time, they were still smiling, and they’d made it to First Beach, where the others were already looking curiously at them.