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Jacob
(Present)
I laid on the satin covered bed body spread wantonly, waiting. My ears listened for any noise to alert me to the arrival of the pale-face I was due to meet. As I listen my mind went back to where my double life had all begun, what got me to where I was today.
Jacob
(Past)
"Why are you fighting it?" The pale male before me whispered seductively in my ear, cold hands ghosting over heated skin. We were in a meadow surrounded by flowers of a very light color. The sun was directly above, it reflected of the boy in an almost blinding manner.
"This isn't right," I replied shakily, knowing what I said was true but not knowing why. "We shouldn't-, "I stopped myself feeling my excuse was weak, because I didn't wanting to break the moment. The shorter of the two of us pulled himself closer pressing a steadily hardening groin against my thigh; I felt my own grow in response to my horror. The older teen lifted his head to smile a bit predatorily at me.
"Kiss me," left his perfect lips.
I woke to an alarm blaring loudly near my bed, Charlie banging on my door, and my manhood standing to attention. The aforementioned man who was previously abusing my door walked into the room, "It's time for- well somebody's excited." The brunette said awkwardly in his monotonous voice. I sat wide-eyed in silence, while my face burned many shades of red. The older man began backing out of the room, a slightly embarrassed look on his face. "You have time for a shower," he called further embarrassing me.
I climbed out of bed to do my morning routine, pointedly ignoring my erection and the dream that caused it. The second was easy as I had much experience with ignoring the things my mind come up with while I am unconscious. Especial the dreams about wolves that appeared to be on steroids and sparkling fairies with no wings. My dreams were odd to say the least. I looked over on my night stand to say good morning to, my dad father. "Have a great day dad," I mumbled heading off to the bathroom. 'Pee, brush my teeth, wash my face, get dressed.' My mantra circled my head like a dog circling the ground before lying down. I had to keep my tired mind focused on the task of getting ready, or else I'd most likely would just go back to sleep. Ten minutes in the bathroom was all I needed then I was off to my room to do the last of what I needed. 'Clothes,' I looked through my closet feeling a familiar knot settle in my stomach. First day of school jitters. And of course it wouldn't at least be my old school on the reservation it had to be good ole' Forks High. The reason why I was going to Forks tugged on the edge of my mind threatening to send me into depression again but I quickly squashed the thought opting to focus on finding on outfit instead.
Being that I wasn't the type to care for fashion I ended up with dark jeans, a white t-shirt that was more eggshell than white and the nicest pair of sneakers I owned. Simple. Brushing my hair back behind my ears I deemed myself presentable, I grabbed my grey messenger bag, and left the room. When I went downstairs I saw Charlie reading the paper as he waited for me. "Got everything?" He called over the paper.
"Yes sir," I'd been living with Charlie since my dad died two months ago, yet I still never felt close to the man and was always polite as if I were a house guest, not a permanent residence.
"All your supplies?" He put down the paper to glance at me. To this I nodded. "Cell phone?" My face went blank. Charlie had gotten me one three weeks ago so they could reach one another in case of an emergency. It was safe to say I wasn't used to having one yet therefore I tended to forget to grab it quite a bit. Clutching my tongue I sprinted back up the steps to grab the small device. When I returned Charlie was waiting by the door, keys in hand. "Sophomore year, next year you'll be able to drive yourself." Charlie commented my only response was a nod. "Excited?" Another nod. Charlie frowned some realizing that this was one of those times were I closed myself off to everything and ran on autopilot while my mind was off somewhere else. It worried the chief a lot, I knew, but I wasn't ready to come out of it just yet.
The drive was silent for the most part. Charlie had tried fruitlessly to strike up conversation again, but I gave short answers and curt head movements. It was one of those times where I just wasn't up to human interaction. I didn't feel like it, mentally or emotionally. 'Just get through the day,' People watched as we pulled up to the school in the cruiser much to my chagrin. "Bye," I sighed to Charlie climbing out so that I could find the main office. "You aren't from around here," a voice sounded in my ear, startling me. I jumped slightly before turning around to come face to face with an Asian dude. "I'm Eric."
"Jacob and I'm from the reservation." I replied a bit warily, trying to get used to the happy-go-lucky attitude so early in the morning.
"Ah, a native. Well welcome to Forks, with all of us regular people." Eric smiled at his own joke then began to walk in the direction I was going motioning for me to follow. "Where are you going?"
"Attendance office, need my schedule." I could almost hear a grump in my voice but I didn't have the energy to make myself lighter, happier.
"Well, let me walk you there," I raised an eyebrow at the I-am-trying-too-hard thing he had going on but decided not to comment on it. 'He seems nice, but annoying.' As they walked Eric rambled on about something that I wasn't paying attention to as I chose to simply nod when appropriate. Upon reaching the office I let out a sigh of relief that I hoped Eric didn't hear then said a word of thanks as I entered the stuffy room. A secretary with auburn hair sat behind a counter chewing gum in one of the most disgusting ways, until she saw me walk in. She sat up straighter, adjusting herself to make sure she look alright, and chewed her gum normally. "May I help you?"
'I already caught you unguarded. Don't try to look nice now.'
"I'm Jacob"