Me: Ok so I'm currently sitting in Geometry class and our crazy teacher decided to give us a free period since half our class is on a field trip and I have nothing to do except type fanfics or study for Biology. Obviously I decided to type fanfics. So anywho- this is a Twilight fanfic since I feel like ignoring my KH fanfic at the moment and also because Lightning has the other KH fanfic I wrote.
Lightning: Sweet! I love Twilight!
Shadow: Yet you've never read the book. . .
Lightning: Between you and Thunder I know the entire story already though. . .
Me: So anywho- here we go!
Shadow: Don't forget the disclaimer you loser.
Me: Oh yea!
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight (even if I wish I did) hence, disclaimer.
Me: To the fanfic! And beyond!
Shadow: Wow. . .
Me: Btw this fanfic takes place during New Moon.
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It was raining (shocker). Jacob Black stared at the ceiling of his small room, just listening to the steady beat of the rain. Like so often before, his thoughts turned to her. Bella Swan. Even her name sent him into a fit of depression. He knew it was stupid to pursue her this way; she was older than he was and barely even knew him. Most of all, she had a boyfriend. A perfect boyfriend. A Cullen. How could he ever compete with that?
Jacob lay back on his bed and turned until he was staring at the wall (walls: utterly fascinating). He tried not to brood about his failure at love, but somehow, the thoughts always came back. Always. Maybe he should just give up. Maybe, he should just stop trying. Maybe. . .
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Bella Swan was happier than ever before. She was with Edward, as usual. She knew her friends were more than just a little confused about why someone like Edward Cullen would ever want to spend time with someone like her. Well, they'd get used to it and if not, well she still had Edward. She knew he at least cared about her. Only one thing could dampen her good mood, but the more she thought about it, the more it seemed she would explode from the pain it caused her. Edward was a vampire. That she could handle. It was the fact that since he was a vampire, he would never again age. It depressed her to think of herself 20, 30, or 40 years from now. Old, frail, unwanted. Edward would never age. That, she would go through alone. She would be turning 18 the next day. Older than Edward. Older than she wanted to be. She wished, as she had so often before, to be a vampire. She wouldn't care being a year or two older than Edward, if only she had some small glimpse of hope at becoming a vampire herself. What hurt the most was the nagging thought that Edward didn't want her to become a vampire because he didn't want to have to be with her forever. And then she would banish the thought. Edward would never want to leave her. Right?
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Jacob jerked upright as his alarm sounded. He hadn't even noticed falling asleep. He glanced at a calendar pinned onto his wall. It was September 13. Bella's birthday. No. He shook his head, trying (and failing) to get the picture of Bella's face out of his head. He had to stop thinking of her. Unless. . .
Jacob grinned. Unless he could get Bella to change her mind. Unless he could get her to choose him over that Cullen. His smile widened as a plan began to form in his head. Cullen was going down.
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Me: Yes! Chappy 1 is complete! And yes I actually looked up Bella's birthday on Wikipedia. Is that a good thing or just plain sad?
Shadow: That's really sad.
Lightning: Just because she cared about the fanfiction readers and didn't want to give them false info doesn't make it sad. . .
Me: Yes, I cared. You all better review as a reward for my hard work! No flames!
Shadow: I'll make smores with any flames and not give you any! Mua-ha-ha!
Me: Ya, so review and you will be my hero!