Disclaimer: I don't own anything associated with Twilight

Disclaimer: I don't own anything associated with Twilight

Authors note: so here is another story. I felt that I just had to write it down because these ideas were filling my mind instead of the other stories I'm writing. I also have another idea for a story but I'm not sure about writing that now since I already have two other stories on the go. My updates for my other stories are going to slow down as well because I have loads of homework from school. Anyway, enjoy!

Also, this story is rated M because I'm not sure how its going to work out later on and I'm probably going to use a little language so I thought it would be better safe than sorry.

Expect the unexpected

I found myself walking along the streets of Port Angeles with Jacob and Nessie. How I get myself into these situations I'll never know but Jake had insisted that I need to act more kindly towards Nessie and try to forget the fact that she's part vampire. As if! Does he really think I would be able to get over something like that in a matter of minutes? The only reason that doesn't bother him is because she's his imprint. There was a time not so long ago that he wanted to destroy her but now? Now she's more valuable to him than anything else. That is something I think I will never be able to understand. Imprinting.

Anyway, it was a few months after The Volturi visited and Nessie had grown a heck of a lot since then. Her growth is worse than a werewolf's when they first phase. I folded my arms across my chest stubbornly as I tried to distance myself from Jake and Nessie who were walking along happily side by side about ten feet ahead of me. I thought that perhaps if I lingered back for long enough I would be able to make my escape instead of having to be stuck with this love struck pair. True, Nessie looked about ten years old now but that still didn't stop the way she admired Jake. It would only be a matter of time before those feeling intensified into love. Love. Ha! That's even more ridiculous than imprinting. I swore to myself I would never make that mistake again. Not after what happened last time…

I banished those thoughts from my mind and looked up ahead again to see, to my dismay, that Jake and Nessie had stopped walking and were waiting for me to catch up. I scowled at them and continued to keep walking slowly, just to annoy them or at least Jake. To my annoyance Jake remained as calm and happy as before, patiently waiting for me to catch up.

That's another thing; why, when a werewolf imprints, are they suddenly completely calm? Take Paul for example. He had a hell of a temper on him and now? Now he was unnervingly calm. That was certainly not the Paul I had known. It seemed to me that they just changed themselves to suit their imprint. Why? What was wrong with being themselves?

It seemed that I had been thinking an awful lot about imprinting lately and, personally, I blamed Jacob. After all, he was the only one in our new pack who had imprinted. I finally reached Jake and stopped walking. I knew my face had been in a permanent scowl since we had left but Jake had all but ordered me to come with him and Nessie. Besides, it was either this, staying at home doing nothing or hanging around at the Cullen's. I thought this would be the less hateful option but I hadn't anticipated that we would be wandering around going where Nessie wanted, doing what Nessie wanted. All I heard from Jacob was 'Nessie this' and 'Nessie that'. It was doing my head in and I swear, Alfa or not, if he didn't shut up I was going to make him.

Jake was just smiling at me and I ground my teeth to stop me from reacting. His happiness with his little cross-breed was beginning to irritate me a lot more than it should. I had felt the emotion before but it had been a lot stronger and more painful back then. Jealousy. I was jealous that he could be so happy with a creature like that and me? Who did I have? Absolutely no one.

I looked away from him and took in my surroundings. We were standing just outside an ice cream parlour. "Why are we here?" I turned back to Jake, the annoyance was clear and harsh in my voice but he didn't react to it. I had been feeling slightly happier being in Jake's pack especially that I was his Beta but today was another matter.

"Because Nessie wanted to see one." He said simply as if that was enough reason for walking half way across Port Angeles. There he goes again. Whatever Nessie wants, Nessie gets even though she doesn't even eat ice cream. Seriously, there is something wrong with that child. Well, apart from the obvious part of her being half vampire.

I sighed and rolled my eyes at him. "Of course." I muttered and looked back towards the ice cream parlour. The front of the shop was a floor to ceiling window, allowing anyone outside to see everything going on inside. Large letters decorated the front of the glass and there were a few tables inside the small shop.

In one corner sitting at one of the round tables was a tall dark haired boy, surrounded by a flock of girls. Figures, a complete player, I thought with disgust. I couldn't understand that when girls knew a guy was like that they continued to throw themselves at him.

The boy lifted his head to look out the window directly at me and my eyes locked with his dark brown ones. Shock jilted my system and I gripped onto Jacob's arm, the one that wasn't holding onto Nessie's hand, to stop myself from falling over in shock. Everything else around me faded into the back ground and my eyes focused in on the dark haired boy, taking in every detail of him. I could feel my breathing coming out in short gasps as I continued to stare at him, my whole universe rearranging itself to revolve around him. Gravity was no longer holding me to this earth; he was. Right now, nothing else mattered to me. Just him and making sure he was happy and safe. My grip continued to tighten around Jake's forearm; I could feel him struggling to be free of my grip but ignore him, as the shock of realising what had happened hit me so hard it knocked the wind out of my lungs. I, Leah Clearwater, had imprinted.

A/N: Ta-da! This chapter was just to get the story started so it is a bit short but there you go. At the moment I think this is my favourite story I'm writing but I should be updating 'green eyed stranger' tomorrow. I just had to get this out of my system.

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