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"Please Jake?" the little brunette asked.

"No," he replied, trying to walk away. "I told you I don't wanna."

"Just for a little bit?" she whined, following him, latching onto his arm.

"Nu-uh. Barbies are stupid, I don't wanna play," he said, trying to pull her off. For a six year old girl, she was damned strong.

"Play with me!" she keened, tugging on his arm harder. "Play with me or I'll tell dad!"

"No!" He cried, "I don't wanna! She's all stupid and pink! I wanna play trucks!"

The little brunette scowled at him and began sniffling. "Dad!" she wailed, tears running down her face as she ran back into the house. "Dad! Jake's being mean to me!"

Jacob rolled his eyes. Only Bella would run crying to daddy because she didn't get her way. It wasn't that he didn't like her, she could be pretty nice sometimes. It was just that...whenever she didn't get her way she would throw a fit. She always had a way of getting what she wanted, didn't matter who she had to use. The only real reason they were friends was because of their parents.

Guess that meant he was gonna be playing barbies for a while...maybe she'd actually let him use Ken this time around. Or at least an actual barbie rather than the freak little kid. Or the dog. She'd actually made him be the dog once.

"Come on, Jake! We're gonna be late!" Bella yelled up the stairs. "It's my first day at a new school and I don't want you fucking it up!"

"Alright, alright," he hollered from upstairs, grabbing his bag. "I'm coming!"

Today would be their first day at a new high school. Their parents had decided that living in Arizona for the last sixteen years wasn't good for them, they needed to grow up in a new environment. Some bullshit about it being better for their health. Since when did living in a new town help your health?

"Hurry the fuck up!" she shouted.

"Calm down," he said, coming down the stairs. "We still have like, forty-five minutes before we actually have to be there."

"I want to get there early so I can find a parking spot and check the place out, so hurry up."

Jacob sighed, "Why don't you just go? You have your own car, you can get there by yourself."

She scoffed. "There's no way in hell I'm showing up by myself. I don't want people to get the wrong idea."

"And what idea would that be?"

"That I'm a total loser who can't even find a friend to carpool with!"

"Why would you wanna carpool with me? You keep complaining about what a piece of crap my car is."

"We're not going in your car, stupid. We're going in mine," she said, turning to walk out the door.

Grumbling, he quietly followed behind her. He'd learned a long time ago that what Bella wants, Bella gets. Whether he liked it or not. No use in arguing.

As they got into her brand new Honda Civic, Jacob tried to come up with ways to avoid the large groups of people that were sure to be gathering at the school. Normally he would just go about his business while people ignored him, but there was no doubt that Bella would try to drag him everywhere with her. That was not the kind of attention he wanted.

Mostly Bella used him for her own benefits, like pretending he was her boyfriend so that she could get other guys. So how to avoid Bella...he could always just jump out the car as soon as she stopped. Hope he didn't end up injuring himself while he was running away.

He was immediately brought out of his thoughts when Bella squealed excitedly. "Look! There it is!" she said, practically bouncing out of her seat. "Wow, it's so much bigger compared to our last school."

Jacob made a noncommittal "hmm" and continued staring out the window. There were multiple buildings and a fairly large parking lot. There were people gathered in groups on the benches out front and others heading towards the buildings.

The minute Bella parked the car, Jacob was out the door and headed toward the nearest building, hoping it was the main office. Knowing Bella, she'd want to look around and talk to people before doing anything else. It was just part of her conceited, bitchy nature.

And as it turns out, the small building he had headed for was the main office. Thank god for small favors.

When he walked in, the two women behind the counter look up from their computers to stare at him. "Can I help you?" the one closest to the front asks.

"Uh...yeah...I'm new here. Need my schedule," he mumbled, shifting uncomfortably.

Glancing back at her computer she asks, "Name?"

"Jacob Black."

Quickly typing in the name, she runs through a small list that appears on the screen. "Jacob Black, right here. It says there should be someone else with you."

"Uh...yeah. She's still outside." The woman looks back at him and raises a brow. "She said she wanted to take a look around."

Shrugging, the woman prints out his schedule and hands it to him.

Chemistry

English

German

History

Math

Gym

Art

He only prayed he didn't have any classes with Bella. Having her follow him around all day was bad enough. To have her sit next to him? Rambling about who she was going to try to get her hands on next? And how she was going to 'recruit' him to help? As much fun as that sounded, he'd rather avoid it as much as possible.

"Thanks," he mumbles, turning to walk out the door. Looking around, he decides to try and find his first class before hand so he had at least one class he wasn't late for. At least one instructor that didn't hate him.

And of course, the minute he found it, the bell rang. But at least he wouldn't be late.

As he entered the classroom, the instructor looked at him and smiled. And half the people that were already there stared at him. "You must be Jacob Black."

"You're not gonna make me stand in front of the class and introduce myself, are you?"

"What? No of course not." The instructor turns and addresses the class. "Class, this is Jacob Black. He's new in town and apparently anti-social. But he wants to be bestest friends with all of you. Really. And ladies, he's single... I think."

Dear lord, were all the teachers here like that? He hoped not.

"There's an empty table in the back, feel free to take a seat."

Oh! The back of the classroom! His favorite spot. Seriously, nobody ever bothered the people in the back and Jacob liked it. And as much as he hated chemistry, he was good at it. Which meant he would be done fairly quickly. Possibly giving him time to read.

As the rest of the class started filing in, he wasn't surprised when Bella came in with a small group of people crowding her. The people that weren't hanging around here were staring and murmuring amongst themselves. Not that it was all that surprising. Forks was a small town and Bella happened to be the daughter of the chief.

He'd moved here a couple years ago leaving Bella with only her mom. The people in Forks had grown quite attached to him and were excited when he told them his daughter would be coming. But Jacob was never quite sure how Bella had felt about him leaving. Or going to live with him after a few years.

But as she grabbed the only other empty seat in the room, people were fighting for her attention and she was very much enjoying herself. The seat next to her happened to be empty though.

Well, one less person that has to be subjected to her bitchy ways, I guess, he thought.

Once class started, he just sat and stared blankly at his book. Mostly they were going over safety rules, most of which were common sense, so he didn't see any real reason to pay attention. Not unless they were going to start an actual lesson in the next ten minutes.

Up front he could hear people whispering to Bella, and her giggling at their stupid comments. It seemed as though she hadn't found anyone she wanted to sink her teeth into yet. Thank god. That's not a punishment he would wish upon anyone.

By the time class ended, the instructor had given up on trying to get the class to concentrate. They were far too focused on getting information from Bella. So Jacob was more than grateful when the bell finally rang.

Most of his other classes were just as monotonous, so by the time lunch rolled around, he was more than grateful. He hadn't gotten a chance to eat that morning because Bella had been in such a rush, so he was hungry as hell.

When he finally reached the front of the lunch line, he grabbed as much food as would fit on the plate. People stared at him but he didn't care. He was hungry damn it! Nothing was going to stop him from stuffing his face. Even if it forever labeled him a freak.

Once he got out of the line though, he was suddenly being dragged across the room to a table. Two guesses as to who it was.

"You've been avoiding me all day, Jake." She sounded pissed. Shit.

"Uh...no I haven't. You were busy, I didn't want to interrupt."

She sent him an I-know-you're-lying look, but let it drop. "Fine, but you have to come sit with me now."

Jacob grumbled but let her drag him along, trying not to drop any of his food. The people at the table she was heading towards seemed somewhat surprised. Most of them hadn't seen him around, so the fact that Bella had gone to fetch him was something.

In an attempt to ignore the other people at the table, he pulled out a book and began reading. It worked for a while, then he felt a sharp poke in his side. Looking up, he found Bella looking at him eagerly. "What?"

"Look over there," she said, pointing to a table in the corner. There was a small group of five people gathered around it, all involved in their own conversations.

"What about them?"

She rolled her eyes. "Do you not see him?"

"See who?"

He could have sworn she was going to strangle him. "Him. The one with auburn hair. He's sooo hot," she said dreamily.

One of her new found friends cut in. "That's Edward. Edward Cullen."

Bella bit her lip in thought. Only Jacob knew what it meant. She was now plotting one of the many ways she could either seduce her new pray, or use Jacob to get to him. Poor guy. He had no idea what was coming.

"The blonde one is Rosalie," the friend cut in again. "The short one with black hair is Alice, the big guy is Emmett, and the other is Jasper. Rosalie and Emmett have been a thing for a few years now, and I hear that Jasper and Alice have been together for a while now too. But they're not actually related,so it's not creepy."

"What do you mean they're not related?" Bella asked.

"I mean they're an adopted family. Esme and Carlisle took them all in when they were younger."

Bella scrunched up her face in a disapproving way and he could practically hear her thoughts. He was...adopted. He could hear her weighing this flaw against his good looks and her initial crush. Apparently his looks were enough to convince her adoption wasn't really all that bad.

"You better hope he's not an asshole," he muttered.

"As if," she replied, "There's no way someone that hot could be an asshole."

"Then clearly you don't know very much."

Before Bella had a chance to reply, that preppy friend of hers interrupted. Again. She should learn to keep her mouth shut. "I hear he's nice. But I don't really know. The Cullens aren't really all that social."

Oh lovely, little Ms. Preppy had just presented Bella with a challenge. And Jacob new how much she loved a challenge.

"So Jake," she says, not taking her eyes off her new prey. "You wanna-"

"No."

"But I haven't even-"

"No."

"Come on, Jake," she pouted. Half the guys at the table looked ready to jump in any chance they got. "I really need you to help me out."

"No you don't."

Frustrated at his insistence, she frowned and said, "Fine, but don't blame me if people suddenly start talking about that time you and Amy were caught-"

Jacob quickly covered her mouth with his hand, cutting off the rest of her sentence. "Fine."

He could feel her smiling against his hand. Oh how he loathed the fact that she could blackmail him. You'd think that since they grew up together, he'd have gotten some blackmail material of his own. And he probably would have if it weren't for the fact that Bella was ashamed of nothing.

Pulling his hand away, she said, "Ok, here's the plan. If you see him in any of your classes, you're gonna talk to him."

"But-"

"No buts. You're gonna talk to him, and you're going to tell him what a great person I am. You're gonna tell him whatever you need to to convince him to go out with me."

Sighing he replied, "Fine. But only if he's in any of my remaining classes."

Squealing happily, she hugged him and said, "Oh, thank you thank you thank you thank you!"

"Now please let me go so I can get to class."

Standing up, he quickly put his tray away and walked out of the cafeteria. He needed to get away from her as quickly as possible. And he prayed that Bella's new obsession wasn't in any of his classes.

And he was lucky enough that the young man wasn't in his fifth period math class, nor had he seen him in sixth period gym. As he walked into his art class though, who should be sitting in the back except for the bitch's new obsession? Which wouldn't have been so bad except for the fact that the only empty seat in the classroom happened to be right next to him.

Maybe he could lie and tell Bella that he hadn't seen the guy after all. As far as he knew her classroom was all the way on the other side of the campus. Yeah, he'd lie. And if he was caught, well...at least the torture will have been delayed just a little while longer.

Taking his seat, Jacob looked toward the front of the class as the rest of the students started filing in. As the class started, he could almost feel himself dozing off from boredom. About half way through he notices the other sketching.

"Nice picture."

"...Thanks," he seemed surprised.

"It's very...nice. With lines and color and stuff..." he replied nervously.

He stared at his sketchbook, slightly confused. "...It's black and white..."

"Yeah but there's the black and the white and the...gray...It's...nice."

"...Thanks."

The short conversation was followed by an awkward silence that neither wanted to fill. Jacob could have crawled under a rock and died at that moment. He'd never been particularly artistic in any way, but drawing was his worst. The only reason he was even in the class was that his mom insisted. Oh how he regretted letting her talk him into it. On the other hand, he had gotten a book he'd really wanted...

Speaking of books, he was sitting in the back of the class. With about thirty people sitting in front of him. He could totally get away with reading in this class.

Taking out his book, he quietly began to read.

"Kevin Sutter, this is a warrant issued by the CFSBE. You've been accused of various crimes under Section A7 of the Interspecies Behavioral Charter. As a duly appointed representative of the committee, I've been authorized to escort you to a formal hearing where you will be allowed to answer these charges. If you'll come with me, I have transport waiting for you outside." Mick paused for a moment. Sutter's beefy fist, wrapped around a mug of bee, tightened, his fingers flexing. Noting the man's reaction, Mick continued in a hard, no-nonsense tone. "And just for the record, failure to comply has you automatically declared a rogue and subject to being hunted by any CFSBE enforcer, of which I am one. I can take you in dead or alive, and I don't particularly care how you go. But go you will."

When Mick finished speaking, Sutter went completely still. The eyes of the men across from him widened and a split second later a rumbling growl issued from the depths of Sutter's chest. Like a demented fury, he sprang from his seat. His abrupt charge sent the boy at his feet sprawling across the floor. His reaction lightning quick, Mick dodged Sutter's attack as a tingling wave of energy swept across his acute senses. Sutter was changing and Mick wasted no time affecting his own shift.

Within the passing of a few swift seconds, two wolves, both deadly – one enraged and one calmly assessing – faced each other. Sutter's pack scrambled as far as possible out of the way, and with their backs to the walls, formed a loose circle around the combatants. With a vicious baring of teeth and a rough, threatening snarl, Sutter lunged at Mick. A nimble shift of his body took Mick out of harm's way, and he pivoted, his jaws closing on Sutter's flank. The thick pelt of Sutter's fur was little protection against the sharp teeth that tore into his flesh. Sutter howled and whirled, teeth snapping impotently on thin air as Mick spun out of reach.

Again he was brought out of his reading, though this time it wasn't due to a sharp poke. Someone was moving his book. Looking next to him, he found the other lifting the book to see what it was. "What are you doing?"

Edward stopped. "Uh...sorry. I was just curious."

Closing the book, Jacob flipped it over and handed it to him. Edward sat quietly and read it. Well...it certainly wasn't what he had expected.

"So...you like to read about gay wolves?"

"...Excuse me?"

"Gay wolves. You like to read about them?"

Grabbing his book back and blushing furiously, Jacob stuffed the book back in his bag. Edward couldn't help but be amused. "None of your business."

He chuckled. "Actually, if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to borrow it when you're finished."

Jacob stared at him in surprise. "What?"

Edward grinned and said, "Yeah well I love wolves. Especially gay ones."

He stares at him with a very strange look on his face. It's a cross between confusion and what-the-fuck. Edward chuckles and says, "Calm down, I'm just kidding. But the book really, can I borrow the book?"

"Why? So you can joke around some more? No way," he retorts, getting up as the bell rings.

Heading out to the student parking lot, he finds Bella waiting for him by the car. "So? Did you see him?" she asks, fidgeting.

"No, sorry," he replies, getting into the passenger side of the car, just ready to leave.

Bella looks a little confused, but gets into the car as well. "Are you sure you didn't see him? Is it possible you missed him?"

"Nope. I looked. Just for you," he said, staring out the window.

She began worrying her lip as she started the car. She didn't have any classes with Edward, and apparently neither did Jacob. Now how was she supposed to get his attention? The only time she saw him was during lunch...oh well, she'd figure something out.

By the time they had made it home, she'd already decided on a new plan. Since none of them had him in any of their later classes, she'd just have Jake stalk him and take detailed notes. That way she could turn herself into everything he'd ever wanted. Now to convince Jacob to do it...

It took a lot of beating and a lot of blackmail, but she finally half convinced him to do it. He'd try to follow him around at school, but wouldn't follow him home. And he'd try to take notes, but there was a big chance he wouldn't. Oh well, as long as she got what she wanted.

She was more than excited to get to school the next day, and this time it had nothing to do with the school, and everything to do with getting her newest plan into action. She practically shoved Jacob out the door, still half asleep.

By the time they arrived, she was so hyped up that she almost hit someone in her hurry to park. He hoped they didn't sue...

As she dragged him out of the car, she immediately began looking around for the auburn haired teen. Too bad she ended up getting distracted by her new little group. Spared again.

"Have any of you seen Edward?"

Not for long apparently.

Her group stared at her for a moment, a little surprised, but soon shook their heads. Then the annoying blonde one spoke up. "No one really knows where he goes in the morning, mostly we only see him around during school hours."

Bella pouted, but said nothing more about it. She immediately headed for her first classroom as the bell rang, eager to get the morning classes over with.

As first period started, the two of them were surprised when none other than Edward Cullen walked through the door. What the hell? He hadn't been here yesterday. Glancing around the room, he found the only empty seat. Next to Bella.

She seemed more than delighted at the prospect of sitting next to him all year, and Jacob was just glad he got to sit by himself in the back. Even if he couldn't get away with reading in this class, he still didn't have to actually talk to anybody.

Bella turned around to look at him, bouncing happily in her seat. Shooting her a fake smile he turned back to look at the instructor as he began the lecture. Again, nothing interesting, so the class went by pretty slow. But he was more than happy when his second period English class started.

Well, would have been. Turns out Edward was in that class too. Who was the one that was supposed to be doing the stalking now? Ok, so he preferred neither of them, but if it came down to it, he'd rather be the one stalking. At least that way he knew what would be coming.

Settling down in his seat, he pulled out a book and tried to ignore him. Maybe then it wouldn't be so bad. Unfortunately, fate was not on his side.

"So I really can't get you to lend that book to me?"

Looking up from said book, Jacob stared at him. "Why do you want it so bad?"

"Because I have nothing else to read, and it sounds interesting," he shrugged.

Jacob merely pursed his lips and went back to reading. "I take that as a no."

He gave a noncommittal "hmm" as he continued reading and ignoring Edward. When the girl sitting next to him tapped his shoulder he looked up. She asked for the book under his desk and he handed it to her. She thanked him and he just smiled at her.

"Oh, so you'll be nice to her, but I get ignored?"

Silence.

Chuckling, Edward shook his head and walked away. Everyone else stared. One of the Cullens had just talked to someone outside of their family.

Jacob's next few classes had passed rather quickly due to the fact that he read through all of them. He was pretty sure the instructors knew what he was doing, and was surprised when none of them had called him on it. Not that he was complaining.

But when lunch time rolled around again, he was forced to deal with Bella's incessant ramblings.

"And so he's hella smart! Like, he knew everything that we were reading about! And every time the teacher asked him a question, he knew the answer!"

"You make it sound like the entire class is a group of morons."

"But we hadn't even gone onto some of that stuff yet! Not even at our old school!"

Jacob shrugged.

Bella frowned at him. "I'm going to talk to them."

"Ok."

"You're coming with me."

Glaring up at her, he said, "No I'm not."

She smiled at him. "But you know what could happen right?"

He twitched. It was not worth risking what little reputation he had to tell her no. She just continued grinning while dragging him across the cafeteria and to the Cullen's table.

I really need to be updating my other fics...DAMN YOU PLOT BUNNIES!

Anyways. Credit goes to Redfaerie for staying up with me at two in the morning to help me and fix all my stupid mistakes. By the way, that book he's reading? It's real. I can't take credit for it. It's called Altered Heart by Kate Steele.