Disclaimer: Oh, I wish I owned Twilight. But I obviously don't... damn.

This is my first attempt at some sort of fan fiction. I know it is really short and not really moving anywhere, but I wanted to give it a shot. Basically, Bella is with Jacob at this point of the story. I'm kind of establishing some basic background information in this chapter and… oh yes, Edward is still in the story. We'll just see how Bella/Jake and Bella/Edward turn out…

I was sitting in one of my kitchen stools writing an essay for Mr. Donovan's class when I felt a warm hand on my shoulder. I looked up from the scattered pages of English literature homework on the table and saw Jacob Black's face, grinning ferociously at me. I hadn't noticed that his seat had been empty for the past ten minutes.

"Are you done yet, Bells?" he asked me, looking over my shoulder.

"Jacob, I just finished my rough draft. I couldn't possibly be finished this soon." I had no intention of letting him distract me from this paper. I knew that he had been the cause of many unfinished assignments in the past.

I could see an eager look on his face and realized that there was no way he would let me continue working in peace. Once again, I let him act as my distraction.

I smiled in defeat and got out of my seat to stand facing him. "What?"

"Let's take a break and do something."

"Oh? And what did you have in mind?" I asked, raising an eyebrow in suspicion.

"How about we run somewhere…" he suggested as he lightly held my face with a boyish grin. I smiled in response to his warm hands on my face. I always felt so comfortable when I could feel the heat from Jacob's hands on my skin.

I should have seen this coming. Jacob always wanted to go running with me. Though I was an extreme klutz, the moment I started to run I seemed to lose all of my embarrassing lack of grace. I actually enjoyed the rush I got from running. I let out a soft laugh as Jacob leaned in to give me a gentle kiss. After his lips left mine, I sat back down and started to gather my books.

"So is that a yes?" Jacob asked, frowning slightly, confused about my response.

I barely managed to insert all of my pages into my binder when I stood up to meet Jacob's face and gave him a quick kiss.

"Of course," I whispered, "Just let me get changed first."

I could see a smile break out on his face just before I hurried up the stairs to find that the door to my room was open. I didn't think anything of it until I found my running clothes laid out for me on my small bed. That explained Jacob's absence earlier.

I smiled when I thought about my senior year at Silver High School. I moved to a small suburb near Chicago when I was a junior with my dad Charlie. Charlie and my mom Renee had been separated for the majority of my life and I had been living with my mom for the last 12 years. Charlie was a police officer in Chicago and I decided that I wanted to get away from moving place to place with Renee and her new husband Phil, so I opted to spend the rest of my high school years with my dad.

My first day at Silver High was very ordinary. I received the usual stares and looks of intrigue. Being a new student always attracted a lot of unwanted attention to me. I found a few friendly kids that first day and luckily took a liking to a few of them.

I could recall my memory of the sophomore boy with beautiful copper colored skin. His hair was longer than the other boys' and he gave me the brightest smile I had ever seen. I was in my physical education class and Coach Johnson decided against idling around even on the first day of class. I was stretching out on the clean track observing the sophomore boys' gym class when he ran up to me and introduced himself as Jacob Black. He exuded a sense of warmth and surprisingly, I wasn't uncomfortable that a total stranger was talking to me. I had confidence that I was going to see him again.

Jacob Black was extremely good looking, but the moment I stepped into 3rd period English Literature, my eyes fell onto the most beautiful person on the face of the planet. His bronze colored hair and his light skin immediately stood out among the sea of students. Breathlessly, I took the last remaining seat which was located behind him. As I walked past his seat, he looked up at me, probably curious about the new girl in school. He flashed a crooked grin when I caught my foot on his bag. I was flustered by his presence and I knew that I needed to know who this boy was.

There were two things that truly caught my attention that first day. The first was Jacob Black and the second was Edward Cullen.