The wind was blowing strongly against the trees. Leaves were flying and the breeze was cool on the faces of the residents of La Push, Washington. A kid was building a tiny sandcastle beside the blue sea while his mother was on her back, resting her days off.

Not far from them, a couple was enjoying the blue skies with their hands entwined with each other. They shared looks of meaning and filled with love as they sat on the sand.

Three meters away from them stood a young man, his dark-russet skin warm yet trying to be cooled by the cold sea breeze. His black hair, once long yet chopped off, swayed with the wind as he watched the couple in front of him. He can't help but twitch at the sight of their sloppy looks. It was just…so sloppy and if there was one thing that made him twitch it was sloppiness.

"Geez," said Jacob Black. He rubbed his hands and turned his eyes away. He didn't have to watch them all day. He had things to do. He turned his heel and walked back towards home.

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"What're you doing there, son?"

"Just fixing a truck," replied Jacob. Billy Black looked at his son with suspicion. Jake just nudged the suspicion off and continued wrenching the engine.

"Who owns it?" asked Bill.

"No one,"

Bill raised an eyebrow. "Well why are you wasting your time on it?"

Jacob dusted off some dirt and continued his work, "You know I love being a mechanic Dad. I just wanted to spend some time here than being out there and drunk," he said.

"You don't drink,"

"Who said so?"

Billy glared at his son fiercely, "Jacob Black, tell me right now if you're drinking alcoholic bev-"

"Dad, chill. I'm not…I was just joking," said Jake, adding some oil.

"Then why the hell-?"

"You seemed so tensed Dad, I thought you need to lighten up,"

"Oh," was all Billy said then he turned his wheelchair around and out of the garage. Jake shook his head and smiled as he closed the front of the truck. He shined its bumper with a dirty rag and looked at it with satisfaction. He wiped away a hint of sweat.

"Jake, someone's here to see you!" said his father.

Jacob straightened his pants and rumpled his hair, trying to fix it. He wondered who it was.

"Hey!"

"Hey," he replied, his grin appearing, wider than before.

In front of him stood a girl of seventeen, her bronze curls brunched in a barrette. Her vibrant eyes and red smile suddenly brightened his day. Her pale skin was ever so white and her fragile frame just struck him. She was surely the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. She had a bunch of books on one arm.

"Just came home from school Renesmee?" he asked her. At the sound of that name, the girl flinched. He laughed and put his wrench down.

"Sorry, let me rephrase that," he said, "Just came home from school, Nessie?"

"Yep," she said, coming inside the garage and looking around. She dropped her bag to the ground and roamed around, like she already felt home. She looked at the truck and her eyes sparkled.

"Wow, you're making this?" she asked with awe. He rubbed his hands in the rag.

"Just repairing this old rag to see if it can still shine," he said, "I'm trying my very best to make it work again,"

"Cool, I bet it'll be fantastic to ride on," said Nessie.

"Once the engine works,"

She laughed, a tinkling laugh, the one that reminded him the sound of chimes. He stared at her as she laughed. She'd grown a deal lot thru the past seven years and now she was permanently seventeen, she had blossomed into something Jacob thought he wouldn't see in his entire lifetime. It was difficult not to get attracted to Renesmee, considering what she was.

She was a half-breed: half-vampire, half-human. Her mother, Bella, was human before but now turned vampire while her father was Edward Cullen, a vampire since 1918. Naturally, the genes blended, creating the glamorous creature opposite him. Renesmee had the same hair color of her father but her grandfather Charlie's curly hair. Her face was Edward's, except the eyes and they were Jacob's favorite part of her…because it reminded him of Bella. She had Bella's eyes.

"Jake? Uh…Jake?"

Jake was brought back to reality by Nessie's snapping fingers. She was looking at him, wondering if he'd lost his mind.

"Yeah?"

"I was asking you who you are going to give this to," she said.

"I don't know yet," said Jacob, removing his shirt and throwing it on the floor. He went outside the garage to feel the fresh air. Renesmee followed behind him.

"You're cold today," she remarked. Jacob sniffed the fresh air…and smelled the scent coming from Nessie. He turned and saw her pouting her red lips at him. He laughed and rumpled her hair.

"Nah, just thinking,"

"Thinking of how to become like Wolverine," asked Nessie, "Roar,"

"Nope, I don't need to become like him. Besides, he's not a real wolf…he just has those pointy things in the middle of his knuckle bones,"

"I bet it's cool to be a wolf," she said.

"Not really," said Jake, "It's painful,"

Nessie flipped her ponytail and sighed, "It's not easy being a vampire either," she said. Jake wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"You're only half a vampire Nessie," he said, "Besides, look at the perks you get for being half a vampire,"

Nessie giggled as she rested her head on his shoulder, "Yeah, I have guys tailing me everyday and I tell you that is sick." Her scent filled his nose and it perceived the wonderful feeling. Now Jake knew how Bella felt when she was with Edward before.

It was good to know that Nessie considered him as an older brother. It made the two of them closer and in touch with each other. They were the best of friends.

"I'd love to have girls tailing me in La Push," he said.

Nessie looked at him, "You're not bad looking," she reasoned. Jake scoffed.

"Yeah, but I'm not typically the ladies' choice here in La Push, Nessie,"

Nessie took his arms around her and held them, "That's all right Jake. It's a good thing for you. Being tailed is not nice anyway,"

Her hands were soft and it made him enjoy her touch.

Man, he was one lucky damned wolf.

"Give me one good reason why we should go to your house,"

"C'mon Jake! I want you to see my friend's motorcycle. I promised him that my best mechanic would check on it," said Nessie. Jacob rolled his eyes. He wasn't surprised that Nessie had gotten into advertising him at her school.

"I'm not his mechanic, Nessie," he said.

"You're my mechanic and I want you to help my friend," she said.

"Yes ma'am," said Jacob, seeing he had no choice, "Let me get my motorcycle,"

"Yipee!" squealed Nessie. She loved riding on his motorcycle. Very much like her mother…a daredevil extraordinaire…

She rummaged thru his garage and came back with a helmet in a matter of seconds. She wore it over her bronze curls and a manic smile on her face.

"Let's go!!"

"Er…I'm not in the right apparel yet," said Jake, looking down at his faded sleeveless shirt and jeans.

"Doesn't matter," Nessie threw a helmet at him and grabbed his hand and pulled him towards his bike. He grabbed the keys from his pocket and started the engine. Nessie hopped at the back and wrapped her arms around his strong waist.

"Ready?"

"Yes!!"

The bike zoomed off at a great speed. Behind him, he could tell she was enjoying the breeze of La Push brushing her pale face. She was laughing behind him…her sweet laughter reminded him strongly of her mother.

Bella…

The Bella he loved…

But forget about that. Things were new. If new meant someone who had bronze curls…

Her arms around him were warm and comforting. It was no doubt that she was his soul mate. They were very compatible.

Both extreme

Both happy people

Both love motorcycles…

Both have mystical personalities…

Both half-breeds

"Anybody home?" asked Nessie as she pushed the door open. Both of them went inside the house filled with glass walls and looked around. Jacob shuddered as he walked on. He wasn't particularly always comfortable inside the Cullens' house, given what he was and what he felt about them before. Although they were nicer now, Jake can't help but feel as if he was trespassing.

"Nessie, is that you?"

Opposite them, Alice Cullen arrived, her pixie face smiling. Naturally, she was surprised to see Jacob with Nessie. She smiled at him and it made Jake breathe.

"Hey shortie," greeted Jake. Alice smiled at him.

"Hey there wolf,"

"Hey Aunt Alice," greeted Nessie, "Seen Momma and Daddy?"

Alice shook her head, "No, I think they went out. They're not here," she said, "Do you want to drink anything?" she asked Jacob.

"Sure," said Jake. Alice ushered them to the kitchen where the Cullens rarely kept human food, just in case they had human visitors. Alice pulled out a juice box and threw it at Jake who was surprised that they kept juice boxes. He threw Alice a curious look.

Alice seemed to know what he thought, "It's Nessie who's bugging us to store those. She loves them just as she loves blood," she said, "I'll see you around," then she went upstairs. Jake's eyes widened at Nessie.

"I thought you don't like human food," he said.

"Well, juice boxes are fairly delicious," she reasoned.

"Whoa," he said. Nessie rolled her eyes.

"Come on," said Nessie, pulling him to their garage, "You have plenty of work to do,"

"Oh no, I knew this would happen," joked Jacob. They both went down towards the Cullens' garage. Although he had been there before, Jacob can't help but stare with awe. The garage was filled with expensive cars, including Edward's silver Volvo. He caught sight of Bella's Ferrari, next to her Mercedes. The other cars were shining like gold.

"Do you already own one of these monsters?" asked Jacob.

"Nope, I don't own any of them. I borrow them sometimes but Dad hasn't bought me my own car," said Nessie, pulling out a tool box and smirking, "I don't know why. He keeps on complaining when I borrow his Volvo and he's not buying me a car," she grumbled.

"Little girl, your daddy's just worried you'd drive yourself drunk," said Jacob, "Now, where's the bike you're talking about?"

Nessie lead him towards the end of the garage where a worn-out motorcycle was propped against the wall.

"Whoa, it looks awful," said Jacob, holding the handle.

"I know, that's why he was begging me to find a good mechanic. I thought of you. I know you can fix it," said Nessie. Jacob inspected the engine and found it badly rusted. The handles were rusty and the body color was faded.

"He still used this?"

"He wants to give it to his sister," said Renesmee.

"Good thing he thought about repairing," said Jake, "Or else his sister's gonna have a heart attack." He grabbed a nearby wrench and started removing the rusted engine.

"He needs a new engine,"

"I'll buy one,"

"Nessie, he's gonna pay you big for that," said Jacob.

"No, I'm doing it for free," said Renesmee.

Jake's eyes widened, "Nessie, an engine isn't exactly cheap. Why don't you take money off your friend? He's the one who's in need,"

"But I want to do it for free," said Nessie, "Don't worry; I told him he didn't have to pay. He's not exactly rich, Jake,"

Sweet, thought Jacob, Just like her mother. She's as sweet and thoughtful as Bella is…

"Okay," said Jacob.

She stood up. Jake's eyes followed her.

She was clearly the most beautiful creature he had ever seen.

She also had the most beautiful heart in the world.

He better be thankful that Nessie wasn't a mind-reader like her father…she wouldn't want to know what her best friend thought about her.