A/N: This is a small project that I needed as a breath of fresh air. I have been in the Harry Potter FanFic zone for the past few months and I needed a bit of Twilight. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight.
Prologue
I looked at her, my brain immediately going blank at one look in her dark eyes. She was waiting, I knew that. She was waiting for me to answer her question, one of her slender eyebrows arched upwards in question, as if defying me to not answer her.
That's what I loved about her. She was stubborn, witty, and sarcastic at times. But, she was strong, she was beautiful, kind, caring… the list went on forever. I often asked myself why I had imprinted on her in the first place, what had drawn me to this girl? But, as Quil said, you can't choose it, but once you find it you don't ever question a single thing again.
The beautiful girl across from me, my imprint, shifted in her seat, one hand moving to brush a brown curl away from her face. I watched as she tucked the strand behind her ear, her eyes never leaving mine. She was giving me time to answer it, which I was grateful for, for I had no clue how to tell her the million things that were running through my head.
"Are you going to answer me or not, Jacob?"
A/N: Thoughts? Let me know what you think.
I meant for it to be very short, kind of SM's prologues.
~Dreamer~