Chapter 1
Another uneventful day. Every day for me is always the same. School, sleep, phone. Phone, sleep, school. All of my friends have someone there for them. They all have someone to call their own. But of course, I don't. These days, I can't even really call my friends mine. It seems like we all hang around each other because we think that's how it's supposed to be. We've been around each other since middle school, and I guess we aren't big on changes. I don't know. But I want something new. Something different. No, I need something different. I need something away from this small town, from these simple people, from all this commonplaceness, something.. REAL. That's it, something real. I thought I once had my something in Edward, but that was fool's gold in the land of relationships. I wanted gold and all he could give me was pyrite.
I decide to take that red hunk of metal Charlie bought as a "welcome home" gift out for a drive. I don't know where I'm headed, but it's not too long before I cross the border in to the La Push reservation. If anyone knew how to handle my melt-downs, it was Jake. Russet-skinned, giant, beautiful, reliable Jake. He was the only sunshine in my life and I wished he was my something different. But all I could see in him was friendship. He always took me in with no hesitation, but I could see how my many rejections were getting to him. It hurt me too. Just not enough to return his feelings.
Before I could reach the front door, Jake came running full speed down the driveway, ending in both of us collapsing to the ground. I looked up into his understanding brown eyes and willed myself to fall in love with this boy. This boy, who was man rather than boy. I realized I must have been staring more than normal, because the smile in his eyes was wiped away by a knowing smirk. I tried to attempt to lighten the mood. Jeez Jake, see a vampire around here or something? It worked, because he smirked and said "We haven't had much of them around ever since your leech Cullen left". It felt so good to joke about it now. It'd been one whole year since Edward and his family left me, and four months since the day that I started letting myself live again. Jake me feel alive. Being around him felt like having my own Sun. That's what I think of him as, my Sun. I've never shared it with him, but something tells me I don't have to. He knows. He pulls me off the ground and we go straight to his room. He knows exactly what I need right now.