Author's Note: Since SMeyer hasn't really provided any proper description of the stuff in Twilight, I'm going to set this in an alternate Forks where my descriptions are "accurate" and it's not in Arizona. Also, I'm going to give character to each and every single one of those poor figures in the story as well as original description and they're all alive and well in this alternate universe because I say so. Moreover, I am changing some thing here like the plot, the definition of werewolves and vampires, etc.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of its related merchandise. If I did, I would've written it in such a way that it didn't kill people's brain cells. (I'm only doing this once.)

Progloue: It's All About Bella

"Ed, I think we better stop it." The black-haired young man quickly averted his gaze from his bronze-haired companion to the floor.

"Oh, come on, Jacob. Giving up so easily at this time?" the blonde asked in a challenging tone while raising his eyebrows. He then tried to seize the Jacob's hand and held it against his mouth as Jacob continued to avoid his eyes. Pressing those russet-skinned fingers so close to his lips, he purposely let out a loud sigh, causing Jacob to shudder from what appears to be fear as he felt the cold breath against his phalanges. "I can read your mind, Jake. And you know you want it. Stop resisting." He gazed at the younger man; his bright topaz eyes burning with passion. It was as if he would eat up Jacob on the spot given the opportunity.

"No, it's not that. But... what if she saw us?" Jacob backed up some more until he was up against the wall of Bella's room. "I mean, technically, we're in her room."

Then, Edward looked at him once more. Only this time, his eyes were filled with fury. With that rage inside of him building in response to what he thought was rejection, he let go of Jacob's hand and swung his arm around, unintentionally smashing Bella's rocking chair, which was resting by the window. What was once a rocking chair was now a bunch of wooden splinters scattered all over the floor.

Jacob, standing there wide-eyed, opened his mouth at both the mess and Edward's sudden reaction but no sound came out. It felt like his tongue was glued to the roof of his mouth as he watched Edward pacing back and forth by the window. The faint glimmer of sunlight, emanating from the gap between the curtains, lightly danced along his pale vampire skin, causing no burn marks despite him being a vampire. Instead, the sunlight merely gave him a tan as he passed by; which his undead physiology immediately neutralized as it restored his skin to its normal pallid color each time he went out of range from the sunlight.

"It's always about her, isn't it? It's always about Bella!" Edward shot a furious look at Jacob who was taken aback by the ferocity of his stare. "Why would you put our relationship on strain just because of some mortal girl whose existence doesn't even matter to the rest of the world? Not to the human population and definitely not to us supernatural creatures!" His booming voice echoed throughout the room, intimidating Jacob further.

Other than the noise of Edward's footsteps, only growing between the vampire and the Quileute wolf was an unbearable silence. A silence that Jacob would desperately want to break so that he may tell Edward about what he truly feels. But alas, his voice had failed him. He sank on his knees, his heart pounding hard, his cheeks flushing red. He clutched onto his chest.

"What is this feeling? It's not supposed to be like this," he whispered to himself, forgetting that any ordinary vampire could hear even the slightest sound such as that of a dying heartbeat. "We're both guys. But… why does my heart beat so fast when he's around? Why…?"

Jacob then turned to look at Edward who was still walking back and forth. And for some reason, he couldn't force himself to look at those honey-golden eyes of Edward. Those fierce yellow eyes burning with passion. Only for him.

It shook Jacob to the core. Love between two men was unnatural, he thought. And even more so, love between a vampire and a werewolf. It was taboo. No one could ever allow it.

His eyes then darted across the room. Just anything to look at but Edward. If he could just leave the room to be rid of Edward, he would but he promised Bella that he would be there in her room waiting for her so that they could do the math homework together.

Jacob sighed as he stared at the wall clock above Bella's bed. The once plain white wallpaper, which had the room's walls, was now gray from all the dust that had settled on it. Dark brown covers, rusty brown pillows and a faded red blanket made their places on her bed which was positioned a few inches away from the doorway into the room. A fitted wardrobe lay ahead the bed with one of its doors was slightly open. Facing it was the bathroom door which had been locked shut for some reason. Just beside the bathroom door was a chest which had several rune-like symbols engrave it. In addition to that, a small square table and a chair both made of mahogany were positioned just by the windows along with the now-destroyed rocking chair.

It was taking almost forever as Jacob stared at the second hand of the clock continuously ticking away minutes of his life and Edward was still walking back and forth, engrossed with his own thoughts.

When all of a sudden the door to Bella's room swung right open and a young brunette pranced right in with a platter of freshly-baked cookies. As the aroma of the cookies wafted around the room, both men stopped their previous actions as their eyes focused on Bella who walked straight up to Edward and offered him a cookie, ignoring the mess Edward made by the window area.

Grudgingly taking one from the platter, the fair-haired man inspected it for a few seconds as if it were poisoned or laced with sedatives. Then, in one swift movement, he placed it in his mouth, crunched it into bits and swallowed it before giving his other male companion a look that went something along the lines of "You satisfied now?"

"Sooooo? Does it taste good?" Bella asked, her eyes glimmering with hope that Edward would agree. "I mean, I baked it for you guys." While waiting for Edward's response, she daintily hopped over to where Jacob was and offered him not one but two cookies.

"Thank you?" Jacob then bit into a cookie without even looking at girl who made and offered it to him. He still couldn't take the thoughts about Edward off of his mind.

Smiling as her two classmates were munching on her cookies, she got up and took out her bag from her chest. "Okay! Now that we've got those stomachs full and comfortable, we can now do our math homework together!" she said happily, smiling at both Edward and Jacob, oblivious to both the events that had taken place earlier and the fact that there are broken pieces of wood at where her rocking chair once was.

Author's Note: So how was that? I hope you liked it. More to come if I have the time and motivation.