This is my new story; it's a parallel story to The Wonderful Bethy Ramone's story, Jacob Black, a story from Jacob Black's pov. Her story is absolutely FANTASTIC, and I suggest you all read it before reading this, so you know what's going on. PLEASE don't not read it just because it's about Jacob. She made it SO good, just give it a try. Thankies! REVIEW!
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Seth's POV
"Hey Seth!" Sam called. I turned, and he was just walking into the room, carrying a can of soda. "Arm-wrestling match—best out of 3. You ready to be taken down, little dog?" He said. Emily, who was on the couch, frowned and muttered something about show-offy men and how silly we all were.
"I'm going to go get my big, strong, abnormally hungry men some hot dogs; I'll be back in twenty minutes," she said, getting up. Sam went over to her and wrapped his arms around her. I looked away; mushiness was a little bothersome to me, being a teenage boy and all that. "How many is everyone going to eat?" she asked the room at large. Everyone responded with a, "just a package," or something to that effect. She smiled, kissed Sam's cheek, grabbed her car keys, and left.
After a moment of staring out the window after her, Sam walked back over to me and sat down across the table from me. "You ready, old man?" I asked. Sam just rolled his eyes and nodded. He placed his elbow firmly on the table, extending his hand toward me. By now, everyone had crowded around us, and were all choosing sides. Some started betting, and about half of them were on my side. I grinned at Sam. "Okay, on the count of—GO!" I began to push at his arm, slowly pushing it downward. It was a pretty even fight; without my head-start I wouldn't be in the lead. But pretty soon, my leaning against him caused his arm to slowly sink down to the table-top.
"Alright, alright, like I said, best out of three!" Sam called over the noise of my side's cheering, and Sam's side's booing. I grinned ecstatically, while Quil pounded me on the back. I thoroughly enjoyed the new respect that I had gained since I had taken down that bloodsucker with Edward. "Everyone shut up!" Sam yelled. We got ready for our next match, and yet again, I got Sam in a surprise attack. After about twenty minutes, just as I was about to win, Jacob walked in. It was then that I actually remembered that he'd been out with Bella.
"Hey Jake! What's up?" Quil asked. Jacob turned slightly, like he was looking for someone who should have come in with him, but didn't. I noticed that his nose was all wrinkled up, like everyone else's, but I couldn't for the life of me figure out why. In fact, the room smelled like it was recently sprayed with a sweet fruity scent.
At that moment, the most beautiful person I had ever laid eyes on walked into the room. Instantly I realized: I had just imprinted on a vampire.
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So, how'd you like it? I know I'm going a little overboard with all of the Seth FanFiction, but I can't help myself. He's so fabulous! Also, if my Seth-ness bothers you, you'll be happy to know that I'm writing a new one that has no Seth in it. –tears- PLEASE review!