The Club book one: Karma
I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled for the first time in a while. It still refused to reach her eyes. At this her smile turned into a depressing frown. Jacob had been so mysterious lately and he had been acting so weird. Shaking these thoughts from my head I then rubbed at my temples.
After that night I couldn't seem to remember the two and half years. My head felt like a razor was cutting through it. A car horn sounded outside as if on queue. I sighed checking my appearance in the mirror once more. Then I bounded down the staircase but more carefully then most because I was the most klutziness person in Forks. Jacob and I were going to a club. We had gotten fake identification of course.
Well I know you think it would be strange to believe in mythical things but after what I've seen well if you had seen it you would believe it too. The Quillete tribe has a secret it has harbored for over a century. They are protectors of the human race. They aren't all human a select group of them are werewolves. You don't believe me. Well there are other things out there too and you wouldn't want to run into them. Me I seemed to be a magnet for trouble of all shapes and sizes. Jacob and the pack had a strange way of thinking and it bothered me from time to time not that I let any of this show.
Jacob was there for me when I was depressed from the vampire attack that had taken Charlie away from me. I didn't remember two and half years of my life. I couldn't remember the bond we must have shared. I only remembered what the 12 year old who through a temper tantrum at the thought of Forks. Not even junior and senior prom though Jacob insists that I went I couldn't imagine that I had gone. For once Jacob had opened the car door for me. I sighed clearing thoughts of the past once more.
I lived in La push because for some reason I refused to go back to sunny Phoenix Arizona. Besides the fact that I had relearned my mom was remarried. Every once in a while I would get odd feelings that arouse from certain conversations and such. It was almost like my memories were ready to come bursting to the surface and they lay just beyond reach. This strain only provided me with nightmares and wicked bad headaches.
Jacob went fast as we drove to The RED CLUB in Port angles. According to just about everyone I know who went there last night at the opening thought it was the spot. I didn't even bother to look at the speed meter, which I knew would only end with ruining the electrifying mood. We finally arrived at the entrance and two burly guys were in front. Jake could have taken them any day. His appearance may be a bit misleading but I knew other wise. Jake stood a good 6" 5" and he seemed to still be growing which wasn't abnormal for his kind and it ran within his family. Jake and I walked arm in arm as if to mock the fact that I thought of him as nothing more than a brother.
Although I know he would prefer a more physical romantic relationship I just didn't feel that way towards him. Though we sure fought as if we were an old married couple when we didn't see eye to eye on certain things like vampires who chose to live as "vegetarians." He could be so hateful. While I didn't even have the memories to fuel my hate towards that existence I only felt the weirdest thing. Empty like a whole had replaced my heart.
Back to the present I concentrated on making my face into a mask that revealed nothing no emotion. I was surprisingly good at this. The bouncer look from the cards to our faces and after what seemed like an eternity they waved us in.
When we were out of ear shot we both burst into laughter. Jacob stopped laughing so suddenly that I didn't even notice. I had been holding my stomach because of how hard had been laughing. When I finally looked up Jake's face was contorted in such a way the thought if looks could kill came to mind. It only could mean one thing. Vampires!
I took a step back. As Jake's stance changed they were heading our way.
Jake looked me full on in my face. He the proceeded to grip my arm as though he thought I was going to runaway. "Follow me" he whispered in my ear. I couldn't do anything but comply as he led the way into the intoxicated dancers. I took a deep breath as we plunged into the crowd.