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Miela p.o.v

Our van rolled into the Quilete Reservation while,of course, it began raining. AGAIN. I may as well explain myself. I'm Miela Nuri Riverstone,and my mom and I are on the run from some guys from our old reservation. Before I start, yes, my mom is a Transformer. Yes, she chose the wolf. So anywho,we were living happily in Lower Washington, when this little pest from our street became Alpha, and decided he wanted me as his mate. I'm not a Transformer, so I didn't get the whole Imprinting deal. Anyway, my mom flew into a fury, and ended up fighting with him, injuring him really bad, and his Father got involved. I ended up getting inured, his claws made 10 long scars down my back. The law is, if you injure another pack member, you're killed on the spot. So, she packed me up and left, and we were somehow invited to the Quielete reservation. Friend of moms, Billy Black, called her when we were in the motel, invited us to live in their neighborhood. So, here we are; my legs folded Indian style because my suitcase is where my legs should be, half of our house was in the backseat, and the rolled up rug was poking my head.

" Miela. . . ." That's my name. We may be Native American, but my mom went Esperanto/ Gypsy on me. Miela Nuri Mala Riverstone. Translation; Honey-sweet Gypsy Necklace Riverstone.

" Hmm?"

" We're here. "

" Oh........... Mom, doesn't Jake live here?"

" Oh.........like, you mean, in La Push?"

" Yeah!"

" No. He moved."

" Oh......" Ok, Jacob Black: One of my best friends since forever. I move into his neighborhood. Then he moves? Wow, my life is a fucker. Did I mention I've had a crush on him since last Summer? And this Summer just started? URGH!

" Wow, that kinda sucks a lot!"

" But........."

" But?"

" He's coming to help us move in. Oh, and don't ask him about his moving."

" ..............Why?"

" Can you just listen to me for once Miela Nuri Mala?"

" Oh my God mom, whatever........" My mom is crazy...... Anyway, my mom pulled into our driveway, and I saw Jake look out of what may be my future bedroom window. He looked older, more mature, and, dammit all, if it was possible, cuter. His hair was long as I'd ever seen it. Even when we were 6, Jake would laugh at how his hair was longer than mine. Jake wasn't looking at us though. He was looking up at the sky, which was sunny, for once. I may just go swimming.

" Jacob!" My mom yelled and honked the horn. He looked down and saw our nasty old van. Then his eyes fell on my window. He smiled and jumped down from the window, and I yelled. Then I felt embaressed when he ran up to my car door perfectly fine, even opened the door and wrestled me to the ground.

" Jacob-" I choked as his long hair covered my nose and mouth. I hit his back and screamed " Not breathing!" I pushed him off of me and coughed.

" Sorry..." He pulled his hair back and hugged me again.

" I missed you though! Quil, Paul, Embry, Sam and Emily are coming over, and after that, we're gonna go swimming, and a bonfire, and it's Summer, and you're here, and yay!" He's good at hugging. And being happy. I hugged him back. I saw my mom looking back and rolling her eyes. My mom never liked me that much, so I don't really like her either. I can't tell her anything, much less the fact that I love Jacob. She's so controlling, I can't have a boyfriend until I move out. I'm already looking at apartments.

" Jake, I missed you so much!"

" I missed you too........" I yanked his ponytail and smiled. I released myself from his arms and threw him my luggage.

Time Skip: 3 hours later.

The steaks were sizzling, and I was overseeing things. Mom was watching with a disapproving eye: She doesn't like me cooking for men, much less men who she thinks I could probably sleep with. Moron. She never left the picnic table, watching me cook with a beer in her hand, while the pack was playing football, I could hear Emily jeering from the sides. Suprisingly, there weren't any mosquitoes around, so at least that was one thing.

" Jake, I think you're getting a bit tired over there!" Emily yelled as Jake walked over to me. It's so weird, but amazing at the same time: He treats me like his girlfriend, but we don't kiss or anything. It's complicated is what it is. Anyway, he put his hand on my back, and I flinched inside. Dammit, the scars still hurt.

" Come watch me kick Embry's butt, Miela." He demanded happily. I couldn't open my mouth: I was afraid words would come out as firey as the pain in my back.

" Miela, you ok?" Jake asked. I decided that now would not be the best time to mention my scars. I'll do it with him alone.

" Yeah, I'm fine. I just need to finish these, ok?"

" Oh, come on, let your mom cook for once, you just moved in." Jake wrapped his arms around my waist in a waist hug. Yeesh, he really has gotten muscular. Maybe tonight would be the night! I smiled.

" Ugh, fine, go Miela." My mom said from the picnic table.

" Thanks!" I ran with Jake to the " field", aka, my backyard, and sat on the grass with Emily.

" Don't worry," Emily said." this can't last for much longer. Jake is kicking ass, then we eat and leave. I'm just suprised as to how Sam found a big enough van for all of the pack. You may have to sit on someones lap." And just like that, the game was over. Jake had scored the final touchdown! Right now, he was running around, cheering as his teammates chased him around. I stood up and slipped on my flip flops again, bracing myself for the hug that was coming. Sure enough, it came: but from behind me, where my scars were visible and irritated.

" Victory hug!" Jake hugged me, and damn, it burned! I groaned: he would see my scars either way, but did I have to hurt in the process?Dammit all, here it comes....

" Hello Miela." A familiar voice said. Damn. You. Peter!