BPOV
I sat on the beach, waiting for Jacob to come. I couldn't believe that he was a werewolf. It just seemed so impossible.
Then I heard the rocks moving and I looked up and saw him.
"Hey," he said nervously.
"So you're a werewolf," I said.
"Yup," he said awkwardly.
After a few minutes he finally spike up. "does that bother you?" he asked.
"No," I said honestly.
"Why not?" He asked, sounding surprised.
I smirked at him. "Jake, I hung out with vampires, I can handle werewolves."
He smiled, "Right. I forgot about that." I laughed at him.
"Maybe we should tell the others that you know," he suggested.
"If that's what you want. Will they be mad?" I asked.
"Yea, but they'll find out eventually so we might as well get it over with."
I nodded and we walked to my truck. He drove to the place where he had taught me how to ride a motorcycle. As I got out of the truck I saw four boys come out from the trees with only shorts on. Jacob grabbed my hand and pulled me over to them. When we got closer I could see that all of the boys had expressions of fury except for one.
The boy who wasn't glaring at me murderously was staring at me with complete adoration. When the other boys saw my confused expression they looked at the boy and gasped. Sam Uley whispered, "Paul, I think that you just imprinted.
I am sorry that this chapter is so short. I promise that the others will be longer and better!