A/N: This starts in New Moon (the movie, not the book), and there is NO Bella. (She left to find Edward, something happened to make him go to the The Vol-vol-vol... The Vol-whatever in Vol-wherever Italy. Get creative and think for yourself) Jacob and Sean already know each other, and she is on her way to confront him about being a wolf because she just figured it out and was upset he didn't tell her. And one more thing... I don't remember...

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Sean forced her way past Billy. The brunette was strong for such a petite figure. She looked like a jean clad girl because she was. Rushing to Jacob's room, she opened his door, only to find him in slumber. Knowing that he never had good sleep before, she let him be.

"Sorry Billy, I-I just needed to know why." He gave her a questioning look. "Why he didn't tell me." She left before he could say a thing.

Looking to the woods, she saw four boys.

"Hey, Sean, what did you mean when you told Billy that?" The boy that spoke up was Embry. Paul looked pissed place. Sam had a hard look on his face. She didn't know the other boy. Wait, maybe she did. Ja-Ja-Jar... His name started with Jar-something-or-other.

"Why? Why did you assholes do this to him? He never asked to be part of your pack."

Jar-something-or-other spoke up, "She knows!"

"No dip, Sherlock," Paul sneered. "Damn bitch can't keep her nose outta other people's business. She must be trying to whore him."

Sean slapped him. She couldn't give a shit about being called a bitch. In fact, she was proud to be a bitch. To her, being a bitch meant that she stood up for herself and her beliefs -that she would stand up for those she loved, especially Jacob. It meant she spoke her mind, thought her own thoughts, and did things her own way. She was not a conformist. She compromised her heart and lived life HER way. She shouldn't- no wouldn't- allow anyone to step on her. To her, being a bitch was to refuse to tolerate injustice. It meant she had the courage and strength to be herself. So in her book, being called a bitch is the best compliment anyone could say. But to be called a whore was insulting, the exact opposite of a bitch. It would mean everything she stood up for was a falsehood to her, and she would not stand for it.

"Paul!" Sam hissed, but it seemed too late. Paul's whole body shook. "Run!" Sam pushed her back. She felt only one thing in that time and moment: fear. It overwhelmed her, and she felt even more fear when she realized what was going to happen. She didn't fear any of the boys. Oh no, not a single one. She feared that Jacob would be pissed at her, and she feared what her body was about to do.

"SAM!?!?!" One of the two remaining boys said. Sam was still human, but he wouldn't call himself. "What's wrong with her?" She knew it was too late. Her body started to quiver. She lost it for a second, not even. Then she started changing. No, she wasn't anything as cool as the boys. No awesome wolf powers for her. Her body went cold for a second, her bones popped, and her hair grew short. Next thing she knew, she was falling. Her small body smacked hard against the ground. She whimpered softly. Struggling to move she was tangled too much in her own clothes. Fortunately, she got a bit of help; Sam pulled her shirt away. There she stood, backside in the air, front side lowered slightly, fur standing on end. Everything was giant. She was a bit scared. The wolf looked mad for several more seconds, then made a sound her ears detected as laughter. At first it was a tiny bit then a full out bark, no pun intended. Being unhappy with herself, she got ready to pounce. She tried, but someone grabbed her right out of the air in mid-jump.

"Feisty, ain't she?" Sam asked quietly.

"What the hell, Paul? Why are you in m-oh shit." His eyes landed on the gray and black stripped kitten he was getting scratched by, but Sam just found it adorable and laughed the whole time at Sean. "What...."

"We have no idea, but I like her better this way. She's so adorable." Embry held in a laugh as he said this. Jacob walked over to the poor girl.

"Idiot, dad told me you pissed Paul off and that I needed to save your ass. But this? What. The. Hell?" All the girl could do was meow. "How do you change back?" Silence. She looked in thought.

Looking at him she cocked her head sideways. "D-don't tell me, you don't know!" The cat's head bobbed in confirmation. All of the boys stayed silent. She looked around. After calming down, she started to squirm. Digging her claws and teeth into Sam, she drew blood. He yelped and dropped her. That brought everyone back into reality. A long string of curses came from a certain naked girl's mouth.

"Turn the fuck around!" She tried to cover herself but failed. Then a dark grey wolf stood in front of her and growled at the others. It ultimately did several things; it covered her nude form, got all the others to look away, and hid her scarlet blush from Paul. "Thank you."