Prologue. Shape My Heart, it's Yours.

It was only my third week of school and I already had someone hating me. Edward Cullen hated me the second he saw me, and he told me so. That first day when I sat next to him in biology he told me.

"You disgust me." He growled at me. His eyes were pitch black and his face was contorted with anger.

I was so stunned that I didn't question him. After that day he didn't look or talk to me again. I just couldn't wrap my mind around it. Why did he hate me so much? But the way he looked that day I didn't push it. I stayed as clear of him as possible. We both stayed clear of each other.

I wish I could say the same for Mike Newton. Why couldn't he have hated me the second he saw me? No. The second he saw me he fell in love… well him and every other boy at the school. I hated the attention. I'm extremely clumsy and I hate being in the spotlight.

Mike followed me around from day one. He would insist on carrying all my books, and holding open all the doors. I could tell his was trying way too hard. And because of him liking me, Jessica Stanley hated me. It was obvious she liked him and she hated it that he liked me… and not her.

Her best friend Lauren Mallory took Jessica's side, like any good friend would, and hated me also. So I made more enemies than friends.

I made it clear to Mike about our relationship, about how we were only friends, but he was persistent.

He asked me out constantly and he never gave up. Then one day he asked me to this beach party. I was going to say no, but he guilt tripped me into it. But I had to be sure none of the Cullens would be there. After Mike reassured me that they weren't, I was totally in for it.

When we got there it was only five o'clock and the sun was still shinning. We were promised a full day of sun and it seemed like we got it! I took advantage of the sun and quickly stripped down to my bathing suit. All the others followed my suit and stripped down too.

I sat with Angela, my only real friend here in Forks, and we just chatted. After about half an hour of sun bathing we were all getting a little hungry so we dug into the food. Most of it was warm from the sun, no one had thought of a cooler or ice packs, so I stuck with potato chips.

Around the same time some guys our age from the reservation we were on came to the beach. I'd come here when I was younger, when my father would go on fishing trips, and I would hang out here with the locals. La Push had some really nice beaches, as long as the sun was out.

"So, Bella, how does it feel to be hated by Edward Cullen?" Jessica asked me as Lauren chuckled at her side. She was trying to be indifferent about it. Some of the guys from the res looked at us. I glared at Jessica before answering.

"Oh, well, Jessica, I count myself lucky that one of the Cullens even know I exist!" I copied her usual tone, annoying and full of mock enthusiasm. Now it was Angela's turn to chuckle. And she did. Jessica huffed and turned her back on us. I laughed with Angela. And then I felt a hand on my shoulder. I flinched and looked up to see a local. And man was he tall.

"Does Cullen really hate you?" He asked, bluntly I might add.

"Yes?" I said confused, though it came out like a question.

"Why?" He demanded. He removed his hand from my shoulder and sat next to me on a log.

"Um… I don't know. Because of how I look? I really don't care how the mind of a psycho works. I didn't even speak to the jerk." I said heatedly. Just thinking of the arrogant jerk made me mad!

"I hate him too. Actually his whole family." He said before standing up and going over to his friends. I rolled my eyes. Why did I need to know that?

There was one boy who sat apart from the other locals. Why was he alone? I felt a little bad for him, so I went over to him and sat next to him.

"Hey, I'm Bella." I smiled at him. He seemed to be fifteen. He had long black hair, and the most beautiful skin tone I'd ever seen.

"Hi… Jacob Black." He looked at me. I've heard his name before… but where? Then it clicked.

"Are you Billy's son?" I asked, a little excited.

"Yeah. And you're Charlie's daughter, right?" He laughed. I joined in, but in discomfort.

"Yeah… How'd you know that?"

"I've seen your pictures in his living room. He's friends with my dad."

"Ooh… That's embarrassing." I could feel my face turn bright red. I covered my face with my hands. I'm so glad I had him take those down when I moved in.

"Naw. I think you're beautiful." Jacob said softly. I felt his hands touch mine as he removed them from my face. "And it's good to see you grow up, you know, since you haven't visited for a while." He paused for a second before a large smile lit his face up. "Hey! I'll show you my school pictures someday. It'll make us even."

I laughed and he joined. It was so easy talking to him, laughing with him. I just didn't know how to respond to his compliment.

Me? Beautiful? I was more average than anything. Brown hair and brown eyes. I'm plain. But Jacob… he wasn't plain. He had the most beautiful skin that glowed. He glowed. Not just his skin, but his smile and his eyes and his soul glowed. He was definitely something special.

And I fell in love with him in that instant.

After that first meeting, we hung out with each other everyday. I would go to his house, or he'd go to mine, and we'd do homework or just hang out.

We talked about everything. About school, and friends. About how it was growing up in a big city and how it was on the reservation. Soon we knew everything about each other. It was like Jacob was my other half.

Since Jacob didn't go to the same school as me, I hung out with Angela and Mike during the week days. Though whenever I was in school I felt eyes watching me still. One pair of eyes, that is. Edward Cullens eyes. Whenever I walked into a room that he was in, his eyes never left me. Even when I would stare back, trying to show him I knew he was looking. It didn't work. He would merely stare back.

When I told Jacob about him, about how he never stopped looking at me, he seemed a little jealous and went on to tell me this story of the Cold Ones. It was some myth about vampires. I had no clue what to think about it, why would he tell me this, then he told me why.

"My ancestors were faced with the cold ones. The elders think the Cullens are the cold ones, from the legends."

"And you actually believe that stuff?" I laughed. It was so ludicrous.

"No! I don't. I just, you know, thought it was kinda weird and all. Thought you'd like to know it… or something." He smiled. I rolled my eyes and forgot all about the superstitions.

By the end of the year I had asked Jacob to the prom. He smiled and laughed, but agreed readily.

On prom night he wore a simple dress shirt and some 'fancy' pants. I blushed as I saw his 5' 11" in the pants. He always wore shorts, so I was a little fazed that he'd get dressed up for me.

He definitely didn't think he was dressed up. He felt bad for not having a tux, like everyone else, but I reassured him constantly. A tux would just look silly on him.

I also decided to go simple and just wore a green dress. I chose it just for Jacob. He loved the color green on me. He said it made my skin glow like the forest when the moon was out.

That night Jacob and I shared our first kiss.

It was perfect. We were dancing to a slow song, when he tilted my head up to him and he swooped down form his great height. When his lips touched mine, I knew that I would never be the same. I was breathless for the first couple of seconds but finally I took a breathe through my nose and kissed him back.

Then… I felt the dreaded eyes on my back. I broke away from him and looked around. And sure enough, Edward Cullen was looking, no, glaring at us from the gym wall. He was wearing a tuxedo, and would have been hansom if he wasn't so dangerous looking. I pulled my eyes from him and looked to Jacob. He was smiling like a doofus.

I pulled him to the doors and we spent the rest of the night outside.

We became exclusive two days later. It was an easy thing to do, we were already best friends, and now we could be more than that!