So this is the first ever time I'm attempting a Jacob imprinting story. I'm trying to make this as original as I can. I have written other stories on other accounts, but I felt the need to write one about Jacob.

Read it and Review please! I need some feedback!

I want to know if I should continue it.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Twilight series no matter how many times I wish on a shooting star.

I stared out the window, watching silently as the plane started getting closer and closer to the ground. I so desperately wanted to barge into where the pilot was seated, grab the controllers, and turn this freaking plane around.

I didn't want to leave behind everything. My house, my friends, my memories, my life. I wanted to go back to L.A, and California, where it was always sunny, but now I was stuck going to Washington. La Push, where it was almost as rainy as Forks. Life sucks.

But we had no choice, my brother and I, we had to leave.

The only living relative we had lived there, and well, even though Brody was eighteen, he couldn't take care of me on his own. So that brings us here, on this plane, going to live with our Aunt, who we haven't seen since Brody was four and I was two.

She seemed like a nice person though. Her husband had died, only two years ago, and she had two kids to control already, and yet she was taking us in. I couldn't help but think what would have happened if she couldn't. I shuddered at those thoughts.

I guess you may be wondering where our parents were. They died recently, not even a week ago. Some fatal car crash, they were on their way home from there evening out. I remembered hearing the news from my sobbing brother at one in the morning.

My brother was all I had left now. He meant the world too me. He held me the entire night as I soaked his shirt with my salty tears. He never once let go. I loved him with everything in me. He was really the only one I talked to these days.

Brody had always been there for me. I remember in second grade when a guy made fun of my red hair, Brody was there, sticking up for me. Then in sixth grade, when a girl called me brace face and mental mouth, there he was, right by my side.

He was with me at my worst moment back when I was a freshmen.

I was walking back from studying at my friend, Amber's house, when I got pulled into a dark alley. I knew Los Angeles was dangerous at night, but I thought nothing would ever hurt me, I was wrong.

My virginity was taken away that night by force. I had pushed back that memory a long time ago. I cried endlessly as soon as I had gotten home. I remember my family's faces when I came in, my clothes ripped, blood everywhere.

My Dad was angry, and so was my brother. My Mom was heartbroken, probably more than me. She held me as I collapsed into her, crying my eyes out. My brother was furious, he wanted to kill the guy. Heck, I wanted to kill the guy.

Later that year, the police finally found the guy. Lets just say, I wasn't the only who had gotten raped. Can you believe the stupid guy? He tried to rape a woman officer. I hope they treat him badly. I really do.

After that incident, my brother became even more protective over me, never letting me leave his sight unless I was with someone else. I tried to convince him that the memory had faded, and I had well moved on, but he didn't ease up.

I held back tears as I thought of all my memories. I would never see my Mom again, or my Dad. I needed them, Brody needed them, but they would never be there. I don't blame any for what's happened. It was a stormy night, the roads were wet and slippery. I just wished they had survived.

I looked back out the window and saw the plane was firmly on the ground. We were here now, in Seattle, Washington, where our Aunt, Sue Clearwater, and her two kids, Leah and Seth, would be picking us up.

I wanted to rewind time and go back. I wanted to beg my parents to stay home on that night. I wanted to tell them I loved them, and get a final good-bye. I needed closer, and the funeral wouldn't help. I needed to talk to them, at least one last time, and it hurt to know I couldn't.

"Gracie, we're here." Brody said, standing up grabbing our carry-ons.

I sighed, but removed my body from the seat, and walked with my brother off the plane. Part of me wanted to run, to just run away from everything, but I just wrapped an arm around my torso, willing myself not to run away from my problems.

I could feel Brody staring at me. Watching me with careful eyes. He had been keeping an eye on me more than ever. I didn't mind though. I needed him rig ht now. I needed him with me. I was suddenly so grateful for him. I don't know what I would've done with out him.

"You okay, Gracie Gray?" He said, using his pet name for me.

"Yeah." I said with a shaky voice. He hugged me around my shoulders with one arm, pulling me to him, kissing my forehead.

"Everything's going to be fine, Grace." I hoped he was right.

He removed his arm, but took a hold of my hand, squeezing it, but never letting go. He was my support right now. I would fall apart without him. I gave his hand a tiny squeeze back as we began looking for Sue.

"Brody! Gracie!" I heard a soft but loud voice call from behind.

We turned around to see an older lady, looking to be in her fifties, and two kids trailing after her, making their way towards us. They stopped as soon as the got to us.

"My, my, you two have surely grown." She said in a distant voice, looking us over. I gave her a small smile as she embraced me in a hug.

"It'll be okay. Trust me." She whispered in my ear, and it took everything in me not to cry. I nodded, not trusting my voice. She quickly let go, and turned to my brother.

"Well little Brody, you've grown a lot." She said, taking in my brother's 6'2 frame. He had gotten all his height from my Dad, who had stopped at 6'6. I inherited my height from my Mom, only 5'2.

She gave him a hug, and then turned to her children.

"Gracie, Brody, I'm sure you remember Seth and Leah." She said. I didn't remember them, but I did know I use to hang out with Leah a lot, even though she was my brother's age, and Seth was mine. We had stopped our visits when I started preschool.

I nodded towards them both, giving them a tiny smile. They smiled back at us, pity and sympathy shining in their eyes. That was the last thing I wanted from anyone right now, its all I've been getting this past week.

"Well, I'm sure you two are tired, lets go to the car." Sue said, a gentle tone to her voice. I barely remembered her, but I liked her a lot. She was a strong woman. She would be dealing with four teenagers without her husband. I made a mental note not to give her any trouble and help her pay by getting a job.

She led us to her car. It was a small SUV, with five seats in the back, and the two front seats. My brother and I took the farthest ones in the back as Leah and Seth climbed into the ones in the front.

Sue got into the driver's seat and we soon took of. I looked over Leah's head and saw that it was 5:14, at night. I laid my head back against the seat. I was tired, everything was wearing me out.

My brother pulled my tiny body into his lap, and I fell asleep as he stroked my hair.

I couldn't stop running. I didn't even remember why I was running, but something was urging me forward. I kept going, pushing my legs as fast as they could.

I stopped suddenly, a bright light in my path.

I looked behind me, it was dark.

Where was I?

What was I doing here?

"Go honey! Keep going!" I heard my Mother's soft voice call out.

"Mom?" I asked confused, circling, looking for her.

"Go honey, run now! Don't look back!" I heard my Father's voice this time.

"Dad? Mom? Where are you? Where am I?" I called out into the darkness.

"Gracie! Come too me!" I whipped around, looking into the light. Brody stood there, arms opened. "Gracie now!" He shouted out. His gaze was then taken off of me. He stood there horrified. "Gracie!" He urged me forward.

I turned around and saw a dark figure coming towards me, its eyes glaring at me, a cold crimson color. "Gracie come to me." I heard my brother saw from behind me, but I couldn't take my eyes away from this creature. I felt a pull towards it. I could hear my brother's pleas from behind.

"Gracie!"

"Gracie!"

"Gracie!"

"Gracie!" I woke up to my brother's whisper.

"Huh?"

"We're at Sue's house, Gracie."

"Oh." I said, sitting up. I looked at the clock at the front of the car. 6:56.

We all got out of the car, and they helped us get our luggage out. I looked at my bags. It seemed unreal that I had packed my life up in three bags. I shook the thoughts out of my head. I needed peace.

Sue showed us to our rooms, and put our bags in there and left. I mentally thanked her for leaving me alone. I needed to be alone now after that dream.

I ignored my bags for a moment, and just sat on the bed. I knew nothing was ever going to be the same. Not even the weather, but maybe this is exactly what I needed. A chance to start over, to erase the past and make new memories. I placed my head in my hands, how could I ever forget my past.

"Kids! Dinner is almost ready! Billy and Jacob are going to be here!" Sue called from downstairs. I sighed but got up. I needed to make myself presentable.

I got my brush from my bag, and sorted through my bags for something to wear. I don't think the sweat pants I wore on the plane for comfort would be a great first impression. I pulled out a pair of tight-fitting jeans, and a gray t-shirt that said, "UCLA" on the front.

I threw them on, and went into the bathroom that was across the hall.

I studied my face in the mirror.

My long, copper-red hair fell to my waist, spiraling in curls at the end, and swept across my face in long bangs. My blue-green eyes were surrounded by long eyelashes, and my skin was pale. It shocked people that I never got a tan, it was part of my Irish side.

You see, my Mom is Irish. 100 Irish. She had the same shade of hair, but she had cut her's short, almost to her chin. She had the same ocean eyes, and pale skin, except she had freckles everywhere. I was happy I didn't inherit that too.

My dad, on the other hand, was part Quileute, that would explain why Sue was our Aunt. He had that beautiful reddish-brown skin, and dark eyes that matched the color of his hair. My brother was an exact replica, except, just like me, he inherited Mom's pale skin.

I ran the brush through my hair, combing out all the knots. I splashed some water on my face, and then shut the light off and exited. My brother emerged from his room and we walked out together.

As we came closer to the dinning room I could hear talking going on. I assumed that Billy and Jacob were here already. I really wasn't in the mood for meeting people, but this was Sue's house and we were only guests.

We walked through the door and my brother put a comforting arm around me. He seemed warmer than usual.

"Oh there you two are!" Sue said happily, "Billy, Jacob, these are my nieces, Gracie and Brody Princeton."

I smiled a bit.

Billy was an old man. He was the infamous Quileute features, and was seated in a wheel chair. His eyes were ancient, but were filled with wisdom. Jacob was next to him, and was the same dark color as his dad. He looked tall, maybe 6'2, but something about him looked sad and dejected.

"Have a seat kids." Sue said smiling.

I sat down next to Jacob and Seth, while Brody let go of me, and sat next to Leah.

"So, how was the flight?" Billy said making light conversation.

"Nice, but nauseating." My brother said. I just nodded my head.

"Plane sick?" He questioned. Brody nodded, then stared down at his food, eating in big clumps.

"You too, Gracie?" Billy asked. I muttered a small "no", and picked at my food.

"So how was living in L.A? Exciting? It had to be more exciting then here." Billy asked another question. It was slightly awkward at the table.

I cringed a bit, but only my brother saw, and Jacob, who happened to be staring holes into the side of my face.

"It was okay, if you like big cities, and crowded places." Brody said, keeping his eyes on me. I just continued to pick at my food.

"I've never really left this place, so I would hardly know." Billy said, "I heard it could get quite dangerous though. I hope you two have never ran into that."

I shoot out my seat. Then blush and let out a small cough.

My brother jumped up from across the table, watching me carefully.

"Uhm, I have to use the restroom. Can I be excused?" I asked in a small voice.

"So she speaks." I heard Leah mutter off in the corner. I felt Jacob avert his gaze to her, and a light growl. What the hell?

"Sure honey." Sue said carefully.

I began to move, and so did Brody.

"I'm fine, Brody." He didn't seem convinced but sat back down.

I left the room quickly.

Jacob's P.O.V

I sighed as I drove up the street. Billy said we would be spending dinner at Sue's house, and she had some guests over. Apparently their parents had just died, and Sue was their only living relative.

I didn't want to go, but Billy forced me. Telling me it was good if I got out of the house for awhile. I just wanted to go home and sleep, Sam had been making me do double shifts this week.

But here I was, making my way to Sue's house. Not only would I have to deal with Leah, who insisted on spending time with me quite often now, but I would have to meet two strangers.

I found her house, and parked the car in the front. I got out of the car, and moved onto the other side to help Billy. When we were all set up, I rolled him up to the front door, helping him over the steps.

I knocked lightly, and Seth answered the door.

He greeted us quickly, and moved out of the way so we could get in. I gave him a smiled and pushed Billy inside. As soon as we were inside, Sue rushed over to us.

"Oh you're here! Go sit at the table, make yourself comfortable. I'll call the kids down for dinner." She said, walking over to the stairs.

I pushed Billy into the dinner room, and sat down next to him.

"Kids, dinner is ready!" Sue's voice floated into the room, and seconds later she appeared.

Seth took a seat two down from mine, leaving a space in between us.

Leah came in first, taking a seat next to her Mom and across the table from me. She smiled at me. "Hey Jacob." I muttered a greeting and continued to look down.

Leah had been pestering me more and more each day. She would sometimes come over and just blabber on and on about a subject, not even noticing I wasn't listening. Most of the time I just thought of Bella.

Bella was still a painful subject for me. It had been a year and a half since she ran off with those bloodsuckers, and she was probably one of them already. Charlie was heartbroken. He hadn't heard from her in forever, and he was dying. I saw it, Billy saw it, everyone saw it.

I had been invited to their wedding from that leech, but I just couldn't go. I was resisting the urge to run into the chapel, and scream I object when the priest asked for it. I had tried my hardest to get her to come with me, I didn't care if she wasn't my imprint. I wanted Bella. I only loved her, I couldn't love anyone else.

"Oh there you two are!" Sue said happily, "Billy, Jacob, these are my nieces, Gracie and Brody Kelley."

My head shot up.

Suddenly the room was filled with a scent that was irresistible. I knew it was coming from the girl. My eyes met hers for a brief second, and I felt a pull, a force, connecting me to her.

I wanted to hold her, to protect her from the world. She looked so small, so frail, and I wanted her to be warm and safe in my arms. I felt like nothing was there, nothing else but her. She was the only thing in the world.

I shook my head. No that didn't just happen! I did not just imprint! No! I can't love this girl. No way, I wanted Bella, not her! I looked towards my Dad who was giving me a knowing smile. I looked away angrily.

I didn't want her! I was going to force the feelings away. There was only one person in the world that I could ever love and that was Bella, not this Gracie girl. I didn't want her. No! I wanted Bella. I was going to fight these feelings.

I was barely aware that Billy was talking to anyone. I felt her sit next to me. I smelt her. God, that smell. It was like fresh roses. I never wanted to smell anything else. No! What? I didn't like it! No, I was going to fight!

I couldn't help but gaze at her. She was so beautiful. She had long, crimson hair that fell in loose curls, and made its way down her waist. She was staring down, but I could see the blue-green color of her eyes.

She was as white as snow, and she looked like she was made out of porcelain. Her nose was slim, and it curved up slightly at the end, not to much like a pig's nose, but it was a small, cute little button nose.

She had long eyelashes, that flipped up, and a few freckles here and there, put only two or three on her face. From what I saw earlier, her eyes were large and wide, making her look like a frightened child. That's what she was. A small, frightened, fragile, girl. I wanted to protect her, make her feel safe.

Bella.

I shook my head angrily. No! I couldn't fall for this girl! I love Bella, not her. No! I would never love her. Not in this life. I didn't want her. I wanted Bella, only Bella. Besides, I promised Bella, I would never love anyone half as much as her. I wouldn't love anyone at all.

Suddenly the girl, Gracie, stood up. Her cheeks tinted pink, and she let out a small cough.

"Uhm, I have to use the restroom. Can I be excused?" She said in a small voice. I felt more drawn to her. I wanted her to say my name. I looked up and noticed her brother standing as well.

"So she speaks." Leah spoke from across me, snidely. I glared at her, and growled. She looked up at my shocked.

"Sure honey." Sue said carefully.

Gracie began to edged forward, and so did her brother.

"I'm fine, Brody." She said again, and I immediately looked at her. I felt another pull towards her. Her brother sat down, but he continued to look at her.

She walked out of the room.

I sighed quietly in relief, but I still felt the pull to get up and follow her. This was going to be harder than I though.

"Sorry about that. She went through some…rough times." Brody said carefully. I wanted to rip apart the person who had done something to her.

The table was quiet, and she soon returned, her eyes a bit red.

Dinner continued on, light conversation here and there.

I was glad when it was over and quickly left the house.

As soon as I got home, I helped Billy in, and went to my room. I closed the door, and fell on my bed.

I would never love this girl. No, only Bella. I would continue to force these feelings away. I couldn't love anyone, I couldn't. Not when I was still in love with Bella.

I didn't love this girl.

I sighed, this was going to be hard, because, well, part of me knew.

I was already falling for Gracie.

A/N: Well the first chapter is done. It was really fun writing! I hope you liked it. Another one should be up soon. Give me some feedback!

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