This is a rewrite of my story Morning Light. This is the events of Morning Light through Jacob's perspective. If you want to get the full experience of the story, please read Morning Light first. Thanks.

I do not own any of the characters presented in this story other than Terry. No copyright infringement is intended. All other characters belong to Stephenie Meyer.

1. FIRST IMPRESSIONS

My life… is depressing… I was sitting in a chair in the kitchen of the blood-suckers house, eating a double-decker sandwich. I was surprised they had actual food here, but I figured it was more for Bella.

A few days ago, I had fought alongside these vampires against an army of newborn vampires. It was fun and all, but because of stupid Leah, I broke nearly all the bones on the right side of my body. Thank God for my super healing…

Before the fight with the vampires, though… I spent a night in a tent, in a sleeping bag, nearly naked, with Bella. And Edward was in the tent as well. It couldn't have gotten better.

But I came to realize that she is better off with him. He loved her more than I did. Which I found hard to believe, but as time went on my interest in Bella… faded.

I was invited to stay here with Bella and Edward while the rest of his family was out on vacation or whatever. I didn't really want to sleep in a house of leeches… I had been coming over everyday since the fight with the newborns, though.

I just felt like I needed to be here. I couldn't explain it.

I finished my sandwich and put my plate in the sink. I noticed a bead of sweat drip off of my face. It was really hot in the house. I hated asking Edward for things, but I had no idea where the thermostat was.

I turned down the hallway. "Why is it so hot in this house? Leech-I mean Edward… You guys are killing me here… Please turn the heat down, I don't care if Bella freezes. It's soooo hot…"

No one answered me and I started to get angry.

"Hey, uhh Jacob?" A strange voice called from the other end of the hallway.

Who is here? At the vampire house? "Yeah? Who's asking?" I rounded the corner and saw it was just some scrawny guy. I looked up at his face, and my entire world changed. It all changed in that one instant. Who I was and what I wanted became very clear in that one instant. Everything that tied me to the Earth had let go and instead latched on to this guy. I couldn't help but stare. I started to feel out of breath.

His eyes met mine. He stared back at me with almost the same intensity. He wasn't looking away either. "H-hi… I'm Terry…"

I couldn't manage words. I just felt a longing to be near this guy. This… guy… Confusion quickly overtook me. It was enough of a distraction for me to break eye contact. I looked away, towards the ground.

I wanted to say something but I couldn't. I started to get frustrated. I just ran out the door. I ran over to the woods and ducked under the trees.

Extreme heat trembled down my spine, throwing tight spasms out along my arms and legs. It only took a second. The heat flooded through me and I felt the silent shimmer that made me something else. I heard a ripping sound as my shorts were torn to shreds. A down side to phasing without thinking.

My heavy paws hit the earth hard as I took off running. What was that? Did I… On a guy?

It was too hard to think straight. I ran through the woods into La Push. I got to the clearing where most, if not all of the pack meetings took place. I stopped and took a breath. I let a howl rip though my body into the silent air. I needed to talk to Sam.

What's wrong? Sam's voice was concerned. It took me a long time to get used to hearing other people's thoughts in my head. It still bothers me.

I… need to talk to you… His eyes… his bright blue-I shook my head. I need to talk to you alone… Please come. It was very hard keeping my thoughts in order. Every thought I had, Sam could hear. Trying to get across that I wanted to meet him was harder than it should've been.

I couldn't keep my mind off of him. His name was familiar. Terry… I realized it was Bella's old friend from Phoenix she had told me about once before. I wanted to be near him. I needed to be near him. I hurt to be here without him.

Eventually the black wolf that is Sam walked out from behind the trees. I assumed from hearing all of my thoughts on his way here, he knew what had happened. You've imprinted.

On a guy? Sam is that possible? I didn't think we could imprint on men.

To be honest with you, Jacob. I thought we imprinted on people that had the highest chance for our offspring to be better wolves. But since you imprinted on a man… I guess that's not right. Sam sat down in front of me. His black eyes held so much knowledge. This was a subject he knew.

But… I imprinted? That's for sure? The feelings I had I couldn't deny. I just didn't understand.

Sam nodded. Yeah. I felt exactly what you're feeling when I imprinted on Emily. There's no denying what happened.

You're right… To think I was gay. That never even came up as a possibility. What I felt for Bella, felt so real. Maybe I'm bi…

Jacob, orientation has nothing to do with imprinting.

I wasn't trying to tell him I thought I was bi, I was just thinking to myself.

You just imprint on who you imprint on, I guess… Sam stood up. Anything else?

You're not gonna make fun of me for imprinting on him are you? I didn't want to have to deal with that.

Sam barked a laugh. No, I won't. But that doesn't mean the rest won't…

That's… disappointing… I laid down on the ground.

You should go home, and rest. Imprinting is exhausting business.

But I want to see him! I need to! The idea of not seeing him was painful.

Sam laughed again. I can see that. But look, when I imprinted on Emily. I didn't tell her at first. But she constantly came by to see me. She felt drawn to me. Just as I did to her. So if you go home, he will come looking for you.

It made sense. The imprinter feels a need to be with the imprintee, and the imprintee feels a need to be with the imprinter. Alright. Oh Sam, please don't tell the rest… I want to be the one to tell them.

I'll do my best to keep my thoughts off it. Take as much time as you need off of patrols. Imprinting is a big deal. Sam walked off into the woods.

Thanks. I stood in the clearing for a minute and then two things came over me. A need to see Terry, and extreme tiredness. I hope Sam is right about him wanting to come see me…

I am right. Trust me. Sam's voice was still in my head.

I nodded to myself and took off running towards my house.