A/N!
Heyy first fanfic everybody so bear with me… I'm new to this whole writing thing.

Me and my sis, OneWhoWeeps, are Team Jacob so ofcourse this story has my love in it.

BUT, I also think Bella's a retard for not choosing my awesome lover so I changed some things around. ;]

This a Bree Tanner/JB story… with a bit of a twist

And a standard disclaimer is standard and thus I do not own…. Goes and cries.

Oh, oh except OC. Heheh

ENJOY~~

Bree Tanner POV

"Where, where are we going?"

I tried to ask confidently, but my voice came out as a frightened tremble. I would've been crying, but of course, as a vampire, I couldn't. I swiped a glance around the damp and spooky woods we were strolling through.

"Riley said not to bother him!" Olivia Shores, my new best friend, pulled me to the back of the blob of marching vampires. Her fresh crimson eyes blinked at me. "And if you weren't listening, we're going to war!"

War!

"War?" I felt my perfect pearl skin crinkle. "You mean like battle?"

Olivia eyes flickered. "Why, are you afraid?" She grinned and flung her muscled arms in the air. "Don't worry, we'll win; we're vampires, we could do anything." Olivia twirled on the tips on her Converse, her long, curly, strawberry blonde hair billowing in the midnight breeze.

No, you're wrong. Vampires can't do anything. All they can do is ruin people's lives and suck revolting blood.

"Don't worry, we'll rip the Cullen heads off," Olivia reassuringly patted my shoulder. She danced off, her orange skirt swaying to the music of the forest. "I'm quite thirsty." I heard her mutter.

I inhaled and let out my ice cold breath. "Sadly, so am I."

2 hours later: middle of forest: hunting time

"Bree, you have to check this out!"

I turned, just to find Olivia squealing, her face covered in a joyful mask.

"C'mon!" Grabbing my hand, Olivia dragged me in the opposite direction Ryan told us to feed.

We ended up at a small evergreen, I heard two hearts thumping;.

Olivia bent into my ear. "Just take a look behind the tree, just a tiny peek; you'll be amazed of their beauty and how juicy they smell."

I rolled my eyes and tiptoed, tiptoed, and…

They smelt delicious. But they were gorgeous. My hungered thirst faded. They were… I dunno—oversized huskies?

I skipped the short five steps to Olivia. "What are they?"

"Wolves, and there's two of them," Olivia mischievously grinned. "Now let's eat 'em!"

"No! Please don't!" I took hold of Olivia's sturdy hand. "Please."

Knitting her thin brows, Olivia loosened my impulsive clutch, placing her hand into her unneeded jacket pocket. "Why?"

"Umm, because…" I glanced at the tree, trying to muster something up. My eyes dropped down to my moist Uggs. Then a crazy idea traveled into my brain. "Because I think I fell in love with the russet brown one!"

What the caca did I just say?

"Really?"

I was afraid to look up, afraid that Olivia would be gaping in disgusted astonishment, afraid that she would, I dunno, slap me?

I looked up anyway. Her eyes were squinty , but they were glittering of sympathy.

"Yeah," I speedily let my eyes wander from Olivia's solemn eye contact.

"Well then…" She reached over and patted my back. "Go say hi."

"What?" I winced.

Olivia nudged her chin. "Go say hi. Ask how his day was." Her eyes expectantly glared at me.

I sternly stared back.

She blinked.

"Fine…"

"That's more like it, now you may proceed." Olivia approvingly nodded.

…

"Go!"" She pushed me. I stumbled onto hot softness.

"OOF!"

I heard a grunt, and found myself on the coffee brown wolf. It was, it was, unbelievably huge.

"I-I-I'm sorry," I struggled to climb off the burning, furry back.

Another grunt, but friendlier.

I slowly lifted my eyes up, meeting big, shiny, coal black eyes. They were twinkling and were very round.

"Woah," I anxiously blinked. "Um, hi?"

And of course, another warm grumble.

Olivia, I really do think I fell in love.

Jacob Black POV

It didn't feel right to share a sleeping with Bella. To have her wrapped in my arms. I sighed, her head sinking into my chest. Why now does she have to find out she loves me?

"Ha, now you won't mess with my Bella?" Edward whispered, his voice filled with exhilaration.

I shot a glare at the honey eyed statue. "And no you won't rummage through my brain?"

Chuckling, Edward nodded. "Fine, I guess it seems fair…" There was a long pause until he muttered, "Will we be invited to your wedding?"

Who said we were getting married?

I shrugged, pulling a strand of Bella's chestnut brown hair off of my shoulder. "Sure…"

"I never said you were getting married, just if…" Edward trailed off, trying to think of what to say maybe? He came up with, "If you did, I was just wondering…"

"If you come with Bella, possibly." I rested my head back onto the icy pillow. "'Night." I closed my eyes.

Next morning: Tent: eating freezing cold breakfast

"Have you ever fought a vampire a vampire before Edward?" Bella picked a sliced almond out of her dark chocolate bar, inserting the sliver of nut into her blue mouth.

"No," Edward sustained to study his girlfriend's green socks. "Why?"

Bella bit the inside of her cheek, her cocoa brown eyes wrinkling. "You don't have to stay." Then she glanced at me. "And you don't have to go."

I felt my eyes guiltily drop down to the tent floor. I finished chewing my last handful of Cap'n Crunch. "I want to go, and…" I scratched my ear. "and…"

Bella eyed me sideways. Edward snickered.

"And?" Bella put her finger in circular motion, beckoning me to continue.

"I think I imprinted." There, I said it

"What?" Bella dropped her protein bar.

Edward burst out laughing.

"Yeah," Was Bella mad at me for imprinting?

Bella picked up her remaining chunk of breakfast, took a vast bite, and asked uncertainly, "Really," Her mouth was full of wet chocolate, dark brown was spilling from the corners of her lips. "What does she look like?"

I bored my eyes into Bella's unsure face, myself deep in thought. She kind of looked like Bella, but she was much more attractive.

I finally said, "Her hair's dark brown and her eyes are a shiny red." I felt embarrassed, having to explain my imprint in detail.

Bella's face was unenthusiastic, her eyes baffled. "Her hair's brown?"

I nodded, trying to figure out what she was trying to get at.

"Do you know her name?"

I blankly stared at Bella, my eyes rolling."I think it starts with a 'b'," Was it Bree that blonde girl said? Maybe it's short for Brianna? "And I think it ends in an 'a'."

Bella swallowed, choking down her mouthful of protein bar. Hesitantly, she asked me, "Do you think she likes you?"

I raised my eyebrows suggestively. "Just may-bee."

Swiping a glance at Edward, his girlfriend looked at me slyly.

"What is up with you, Bella, really?" I finally rouse up the courage to confront Bella. She was acting like I was a chief of some nude colony who broke into her house asking if she had any Tylenol for private part injuries.

She shrugged. "Well, it's just- it's just— it seems like you imprinted on me." Then she started

to yell. "How could you do that Jake, seriously? I'm already engaged to Edward!"

I asked dumbfounded, "You are?"

Bella furiously pointed at a diamond ring on her finger. She spat, "What do you think this is?"

"Gee, sor-ry."

"And Jacob, I don't like you. So don't wiggle your eyebrows like you're about to seduce me."

I frowned for a second. That actually kind of hurt my feelings. "I didn't imprint on you. I said her eyes were red and her name's Bree. I don't think your name is Bree."

Bella's jaw dropped in astonishment. "Oh. My. Gosh. I'm so sorry Jake. I mean, I apologize for being so rude. It's just…" Her eyes flickered to Edward, whose hand was clapped over his mouth, probably to keep from laughing. If he could cry, big fat "giggle tears" would be rolling down his sunken cheeks right now. "… I love Edward and…"

She exasperatedly sighed. "Bree doesn't end in an 'a'!"

"I know, I just—"

"No, it's my fault." Bella leaned toward me, wrapping me in a friendly embrace. "She's a vampire, isn't she?"

"I feel so stupid. I mean a bloodsucker? Really? She smells so sickenly sweet, it reeks… like a cheap perfume company blew up on her, the scent of strong vanilla." I hid my face in my hands. Was I crying? Was I actually crying?

I heard a soundless rustle then an abrupt throat clearing. "I-I'm sorry, I just can't control it," Edward made his way out of the stuffy tent, his giggling filling the whole campsite.

"Oh shut up." Bella muttered. She glanced back at me. Her face softened more, the expression I used to love; now it was just a casual face on the street. "Didn't you get over the Cullen's scent?"

I felt my forehead crease. "Not really…"

"Um, you'll get over hers, okay?"

"Okay." When I sensed that Bella wasn't looking, I rolled my eyes. Yeah right I will.

There it is!

I know its not the best but i tried :P

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