Bella's Point of View

There he stood. Out there on the cliff, watching the water below. He wasn't just an animal...he was a person too. A person who is very hard to describe if I had to describe him in three words.

For some reason he didn't hear me approaching him, but maybe that was good thing. It could let him stay with his thoughts for a little while longer.

He was one of the most beautiful people that I have seen, but of course I would think that. He's my best friend. My best friend, the werewolf. The werewolf, Jacob Black.

He was one of the those people that I could tell anything too. I could trust him.

He must have heard me moving closer towards him, because he turned around and glanced at what was behind him.

He saw me looking at him, and just a second later the biggest and warmest smile I had ever seen in my life came across his face. And at that moment, I knew that everything was going to be alright...for now.