"Peace up, A town down."

My nose scrunches as I round the garage and hear the Usher song blaring from inside. When I turn the corner and take a peek at who is inside, I step back.

Jacob is in the middle of his garage, a wrench in his hand. Instead of working on the Rabbit, though, he is standing up and facing the back wall. The next line in the song and his face turns toward the side and he nods, bringing the wrench up to his lips as he mouths the lyrics.

I take another step back and lean on the side of the garage, smiling and crossing my arms in front of my chest.

One of his hands start waving back and forth, his butt swaying with every new beat. His head swivels toward the other wall slowly. He takes a step forward, bending forward and fake-screaming the next words into the wrench/microphone.

"She was all up on me screamin."

He begins thrusting his hips forward in a suggestive manner, doing some sort of random foot shuffle with his feet. As I observe this, my hand flies to my mouth while I make an 'o' shape with it. The foot movements continue and I watch as he leans back, throwing his body to the ground and then catching himself with his free hand. He bounces back up with the beat and starts waving his hands at the wall in front of him, rap/talking some of the words and accentuating each verse with gestures.

"Bend over to the front and touch your toes."

While he does that, I stifle a laugh as he wiggles his butt in the air. He shoots back up, snapping his fingers and doing a mini-robot to the beat, his head bobbing.

"Take that and rewind back."

With each beat following, he propels himself backwards, his hips swishing to each side with emphasis. As the lyrics end, a small instrument solo follows. That is when Jacob did the Michael Jackson Thriller move, then spun on his heel, obviously about to twirl in a full circle.

His eyes find me, though, leaning against the side of his garage and hiding a smile behind my hand. Movements stall immediately, his feet hitting the nearby toolbox and almost making him fall face-first onto the ground. He straightens up, eyes trained on me and a blush creeping onto his cheeks as we remain in silence for a moment.

"Sam is looking for you," I drop my hand as I push myself upright, turning to leave. Over my shoulder I add, "Hommie."

The rest of the wolves are going to get a kick out of this when they see it.


Author's note;

Inspiration for this one goes to the song that it is in it. 'Yeah' by Usher. (:

Had it on my Myspace and this idea just flowed to me. Hehe.

There will be another Jacob/Leah story on the way soon… with a completely different feel to it.

Delta (deltadecapitated) edited this one, of course, and she did a wonderful job. ^^

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