Well, here is another little idea that came to mind. This one in Eclipse. It's barely a start, but I'll work on it. Think of it has a continuation of chapter 14 from Eclipse and this first little "chapter" is how it would have originally ended. You know, if I had wrote this idea.

Eclipse: Chapter 14: Declaration: Page 327

"I'm in love with you, Bella," Jacob said in a strong, sure voice. "Bella, I love you. And I want you to pick me instead of him. I know you don't feel that way, but I need the truth out there so that you know your options. I wouldn't want a miscommunication to stand in our way."

Guiding Light:

Prologue

I'm standing in front of my best friend with my mouth open, speechless. Did he just confess his feelings for me?

"Say something," Jacob says.

"I...I... I don't..." I trail off. What does he want me to say? Does he want me to say the words back to him? Surely, he can't expect me to. I mean, how many times have I refused him? How many times have I told him that I don't think of him in that way?

"Bella," he whispers, brokenly.

Oh, no. I've done it again. I have finally broke his heart and stomped on it. What is wrong with me? Why do I have to hurt everyone I love just to get my own way?

"I'm not sorry." Jacob's eyes contorts into the cold, mean stare I often seen on Sam Uley. His mouth is set in a hard line and his dimples are no where to be seen. And is he flaring his nostrils? "I'm not going to apologize for the way I feel, Bella. I told you what I had to say. And you need to know that I will not take it back." His voice, which was so full of love, is now pained and even more demanding than it already was. But his next tone shocks me back into my body. It's his tone of heartbreak. "I can't take it back."

For all of the things I could say in this moment, the phrase that comes out of my mouth is, "I'm sorry." There. I've said those two words again. Those words should be my theme song for everyone I hurt because of my selfish actions.

Jacob just nods his head. His next movement I never seen coming, but I should have. He clenches and unclenches his fists before grabbing my shoulders and pulling me towards him. He moves his head down and touches his lips to mine. One, two, three times.

The kisses were merely pecks on the lips, but for some reason they aggravated me. I push Jacob away, hard. Or, as hard as I could, what with me only a 5'4", 124 pound teen-aged girl, and he a near seven foot shape-shifting werewolf.

He looks at me with a satisfactory look on his face. I hate his smug look so much, I want to punch his jaw. No, I want to do more. I want to break his face. But, I don't. Instead, I do the last thing on my mind.

I bring my arms up around his neck and bring him down to my level. And then, I kiss him, right on the lips.

I know, I know, I suck. But this is all so new to me. Let me know what you think. Please. Reviews are motivational speakers.