Jacob Black was not having a good day.
First, his Rabbit broke down.
Then Billy ate the last of his favorite cereal.
Then Quill and Embry where busy so he couldn't hang out with them
So Jacob was in the woods walking around, trying to get ride of his pent up frustration. After a little while the hairs on the back of his neck started to stand rigid. Wryly, Jacob looked around, seeing no one.
He continued walking, trying to ignore the sensation of being watched. He couldn't smell or hear anything human (or vampire), so Jake figured it was an animal.
After almost half and hour of walking the creepy feeling of being watched hadn't gone away, it had gotten worse.
Finally, fed up, Jacob did a 360 to see what was going on. Or, he was going to do a 360. He stopped at 180 because there was a girl behind him.
Well, not really a girl. More like a teenage. She had short black hair, a bright smile and a T-shirt that said, "I heart Werewolves."
Jacob, however, noticed none of these details. His brain was trying to come up with a reason has so why this teenage had been following him and why he wasn't aware of it.
"What are you doing?" Jacob finally asked.
"Waiting for you to imprint on me," was the energetic reply Jacob got.
Jacob did another 180 and started walking, not hearing anything behind him. After a few yards of walking Jacob stopped and turned to looking behind him. The teenager was still there.
She smiled vibrantly and waved at him.
Jacob turned and started walking fast.
After a time he stopped and looked behind him.
She was still there, smiling dynamically, not a hair out of place, and waving madly at him. He turned to fully face her and she stopped waving. He poked her on the shoulder with his figure.
"Does this mean you've imprinted on me?" she asked in a fangirlish squeal.
"No, it means I'm trying to figure out if you're real," Jacob replied shortly.
He turned and jogged away.
After a stretch Jacob slowed then stopped. Taking a deep breath he turned.
She was still there.
"Have you imprinted on me yet?" she chirped.
"No!"
Panicked now, Jacob turned into a wolf and fled.
Now, as the local dogcatcher of Forks, Bobert Dillwent took his job very seriously. He did not like crank calls. He was getting very annoyed with the crank caller he was now talking with.
"Now, Ma'am tell me again, what do you want me to do?"
"I want you to find my dog. He's kinda big, and he's very fast, so you might want a few other people in the woods with you. His fur is rusty brown color, and he can disguise himself has a human. When he's disguising himself he has long, glossy hair in a pony tail, beautiful skin and he's realty tall," the cheery voice on the other end of the phone informed Bobert.
"Right. I catch dogs Ma'am. Good day." And with that, Robert hung up.
Billy Black was severely wishing he could walk. Or that one of his son's friends would come in and save him.
"Who are you?" he demanded for the fourth time, hoping the perky teenage girl would answer him.
"Oh," she blinked at him and gave him a face-splitting grin. "I'm your daughter-in-law. Are you sure you don't know where Jacob is?"
"No!"
"Really?"
Billy rolled his eyes heavenward and groaned.
This whole thing was based on a conversation with two of my friends. The next chapter is based on the same conversation.
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