A/N: As usual, I don't own these characters, i'm just borrowing them. Please enjoy. Sorry for the short chapter, promise they will be longer. =)

Breathe Bella.

The dreams had woken her once more. But this time it was different. For starters Charlie wasn't shaking her awake and she wasn't screaming. Bella sat up and pulled her legs up to her chest. The dream was playing itself over and over in her mind. It started off the same way as always. Pain. Pain and heartache.

Everything is dark. "Edward, Edward. Please." My screams went unheard. "Please don't leave me." I sobbed. The pain intensified. Just as it got its worst…

Warmth.

I felt arms wrap around my waist. They weren't cold like Edwards. They were warm. "Don't worry Bells, I'm here. I'm not going anywhere." That voice. Jacob's voice.

Bella smiled to herself when she remembered his voice. She slowly lowered her legs under the blanket. Rolling on her side, she bear hugged her pillow. Jacob. Bella mumbled to herself as she drifted back to sleep.

"Bella," Charlie knocked softly on her bedroom door. "It's time to get up."

"Ugh… Just a minute Charlie." Bella mumbled from under her mound of blankets.

"Well I'm leaving now Bells, so you better get up now." Charlie slowly opened the door without looking in. He was always afraid of seeing her in any half dressed state thus causing far too much embarrassment for the both of them.

"Fine Dad, I'm up." Barely. Rolling over in attempt to get out of bed, Bella had managed to wrap herself in something that resembled a burrito. Unfortunately for her knee, she was blissfully unaware of her predicament. The second Bella tried to put a foot down she came crashing down on her right knee. She winced in pain. Knowing Charlie was still in the house she yelled down to him, "I'm fine! I just fell getting out of bed!"

Charlie chuckled to himself. That's his Bella. Clumsy as ever. "I'll see you tonight sweetie."

Bella grabbed a pair of jeans from the floor and a hoodie. As she was pulling the hoodie on she remembered she was going to La Push later that day. She began searching her closet for something a little more feminine. Halfway through her rampage she realized what she was doing. She was getting dressed up for Jacob. Why would I do that, I never do that. We are friends. I have no reason to impress him. She went back and pulled on the hoodie.

Jumping in her truck, Bella gave the key a quick turn and the old engine struggled to life. Her mind was wandering for her all too familiar drive to school. Bella wanted to ride the bikes today. Maybe she could hear Edward today. The bike thing wasn't so wreck less anymore. Jacob had actually taught her to ride fairly well. He looked so different with short hair. She liked it though. It made his jaw line so much more defined. She wondered why Jacob always insisted on being so shirtless. Bella couldn't complain too much. His arms were so defined. His abs were perfect, and the V-muscle. It's like it was just pointing the way…

What are you thinking Bella, its Jacob. He's your FRIEND.

Bella forced herself to focus on the road for the rest of her drive. She didn't need her mind wander like that.