(Griffin's POV)

So tired...

I have been working out all day at the gym.

I don't have the energy to walk up the stairs.

I guess I have to climb this tree.

All I have to do is to reach for this branch.

Hey, that was easier than I thought...

I never thought that I can climb this fast, or this high.

Good thing my window is open...

Why is my tongue out?

Whatever, I need some rest.

Okay, I'll just curl up...

Wait, why am I acting like a dog?

Oh look, a note...

Note:

Drive to Forks, Washington.

Meet me at La Push.

Okay then...

Let me steal a motorcycle first...

Hours later...

Here I am, at La Push.

I wonder who wrote that note.

There was a teenager that looks like me. He was walking back and forth.

"So, are you the one who wrote the note?" I asked. He nodded and introduced himself.

"I'm Jacob Black, and I over-heard that you're part of the Quileutes."

"Quileutes? What's that?" I asked.

"It's a tribe name. What I'm saying is that you're part werewolf...See this mark?"

He showed me his shoulder and I saw the complex mark.

"Do you have the same?" He questioned.

I pulled up my sleeve and searched for the same mark.

"Oh, here," I responded.

Suddenly, a screech was echoing around the whole beach.

"Sounds like Bella's in trouble..." Jacob said.

He started to run to the direction where the screech came from. I just followed him.

The next thing I know, we were on a field. There was a person in an orange jacket and there was a girl also.

The girl must be Bella.

For my notes, Jacob had his shirt ripped off because a tree branch caught the edge of his shirt but he continued, and all I hear is Bella.

"Jake, run!" Then I saw everything in slow motion.

Jacob ran fast and jumped up in the air.

He turned into his wolf-like form.

He had reddish-brownish fur and he was serious about me being part the 'Quileutes'.

The person in the orange jacket moved back and walked away.

Jacob turned back into his normal self.

"Bella, are you alright?" Jacob asked.

"I'm fine. Who's your friend over there?" She pointed at me.

"Oh, I'm Griffin. Jacob's just showing me around," I replied.

"Nice to meet you. Anyways, I have to get home." Bella walked in the trees and disappeared.

We were going back to the trail where Jacob's shirt was caught.

"So, can you do me a favor?" I asked.

"Sure, what is it?" He was pulling his ripped shirt from the branch and was trying to put it back on.

"I need to talk to a girl named Carly and..."

"Carly?" He cut me off. "You mean Carly Shay?"

"How did you know?" I questioned.

"Well, Eric shows me everything on the Internet. One of the sites he showed me is iCarly. Now I know Carly, Sam, Freddie, and Spencer."

"Oh, okay. Anyways, can you lead me to Bella's house?"

"Sure, follow me." We went through forests and roads, and finally got to Bella's house.

Jacob knocked on the door, just like any normal person would do.

"Oh, Jacob, nice to see you again."

We went inside Bella's house.

"I know that this isn't much, but it's good enough for me to live in it," Bella explained.

"Bella," I started. "Do you know anyone that is named Carly?"

"Oh, yes. Her friend Freddie is in the hospital, recovering from serious injury."

"Okay, thanks for the info. Come on Griffin, let's go to the hospital!" Jacob gestured to the door.

We left Bella's house and ran to the Forks hospital.

But before we got there, a mysterious teenager came along and greeted us.

"Hello Jacob, have you seen Bella?" he asked.

"Well, she's at her house, Edward. Oh, and this is Griffin, he's just trying to find this 'Freddie' person," Jacob responded.

"Well, I can lead you to him," he offered.

Wait a minute, his name is Edward? Okay, but, Edward is so pale...

Edward started to walk towards a car, which I have a feeling that car is his car.

He opened the Volvo door and started the engine.

Edward hopped in, but Jacob and I didn't.

He started to drive to the hospital.

(Jacob's POV)

Griffin and I chased Edward's car, leading us to the hospital.

To make sure that we're safe, we ran on the sidewalk, not the road.

When we were close enough, we jumped and climbed on the roof.

But since the roof was slippery, we fell off at points.

Well, we're here. I thanked Edward, he drove off, and we entered through the doors.

Griffin went to the receptionist and asked where 'Freddie Benson' was.

She pointed at the room where he was located.

We went in the room.

"Hi Freddie," Griffin greeted.

"Hey, Griffin. What are you doing here?" Freddie muttered.

Something tells me that they hate each other.

"You know, I'm just visiting you, is that bad?"

"No, but make sure you don't mess with a guy named James," Freddie reponded.