Hi, here is chapter 2… I had heaps of fun writing this chapter and all of my friends enjoyed reading it. So I hope you enjoy it. Well, R&R…

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I sat waiting. Jacob is in the shower. He's been in there for 30 minutes already. If he's not careful I will walk in and strangle him. I don't like using too much water since growing up in Australia. 20 minutes! I suppose he'll like me walking in. Jacob has been staying at my house for a week now. The company has been terrific. I told Jacob my whole life and he told me his. I was shocked when he mentioned Dr. Carlisle because I remembered him. Even more so when he told me he is a Vampire… like me.

Then Jacob told me all about the Cullens and how Carlisle has an adopted son called Edward. It got me curious. Maybe this Edward could be my brother Edward from 90 years ago. It's my theory. He told me about being a werewolf and also about Bella and his pack. He's been great so far. Jacob is now my best friend. I told him all my secrets… everything. I don't what I will do without Jacob.

Ok, it's been 40 minutes now. That's it I'm walking in! I started to turn the doorknob except the opened and in front of me stood Jacob Black. Only wrapped in a towel water glistened off his perfectly sculptured chest. I kept staring for what felt like hours. His cocky smile returned to that smug face.

"Like my being half naked?" he asked smiling, "Or I could do the honor of taking his very unnecessary towel off?"

"Hah, no, seriously don't!"

"Sure, Sure! You know you love it!"

"You've been in the shower for 40 minutes!" I yelled ignoring his last comment.

"I have to exfoliate!" Jacob defended.

"I don't CARE and what kind of guy are you… 'exfoliating'?"

"And I have to rinse and repeat… it says on the bottle," he said chucking me the bottle whilst pointing at the words 'rinse and repeat'.

"You are unbelievable!" and with that I walked out into the hallway to the kitchen. I started taking out my anger by smashing the salt shaker between my hands.

Jacob walked into the kitchen now with his jeans on. He stared at me as I stared at him. He's been using my water for too long.

"10 minute showers or I'm gonna come in there and start dragging you out of there," I said staring him down. I could tell I was winning he kept fidgeting.

"You know what… I think I'll continue my 40 minute shower if you are to walk in… I don't think you're strong enough to drag me out anyway… and besides you will just want to join me," he winked.

"Argh! Stop It! I'm the one who pays the water bills!"

"If I officially move in, I could pay the water bills and I can get a job… if it makes life easier for you," he shrugged.

"You're going back to La Push soon though," I said sadly.

"Come with me then… I'll tell them what you're like… I'm sure they'll accept you."

"I would be breaking the treaty… I don't want to be the reason for a war… I don't want to ruin Carlisle's family."

"Then live with the Cullen's and we can meet at Forks… so we can still see each other…" desperation rang in every word he said.

"Would they accept me?" I asked.

"Carlisle would, if he remembers you… and remember your theory… about Edward… he'll accept you if you're his sister…" the desperation still rang in every word. He didn't want to let go of me. It made me happy that someone cared what happened to me.

My emotions started to bottle over and I ran in Jacob's arms. I wrapped my cold, granite arms around his torso. He wrapped his arms me trying to comfort me. My tears fell onto his chest. His hand rubbed my back.

"Come on, let's watch a few movies!"

We spent the night watching the Bourne Ultimatum, the Lake House and Shakespeare in Love. Jacob fell asleep in the middle of the last movie. Then the movie hardly caught my attention I was too content staring at his sleeping features. I loved watching him sleep. It calmed me. I've been watching him sleep all week since he arrived.

Ever since he started staying here I never felt lonely. He was always there talking and asking questions. Now, I didn't want to let him go of him. If he left I will never be the same again.

I picked him up and took him to his bed. I laid him on top of the covers. I pulled out blanket from under the bed and spread it across him. I then walked into the living room and sat on the couch. I sat there staring at the blank TV screen. This gave me some time to think.

Maybe it'll be good if I gave the Cullen's a call. I could ask if I was able to stay. That'll be rude. I don't want to intrude on anything. They might not want me anyway. They have a pretty full family.

Morning came pretty quickly. I knew Jacob liked to sleep in so he won't be up until 10 or so. I decided to do the laundry. While doing that I came to think what life will be like at the Cullen's. Would they like me or would they hate me? The thought of it made me stress out a little.

When I was the putting out the washing Jacob came strolling out the backdoor grinning like a 5 year old on Christmas Day.

"Good Morning Cassie, I noticed you carried me to bed last night," said Jacob with a cocky grin.

"Good Morning Jacob, you weren't heavy and I wasn't going to leave you lying there in front of the telly."

"Ha! I bet you would… you're a cold hearted Vampire!" he joked.

"Oh… since I am such a coldhearted Vampire, I won't make you breakfast now," I said in a mock hurt expression.

Jacob froze as his eye widened. He was suddenly at his knees as he grabbed my hands.

"I didn't mean it, please make me breakfast… I'm a starving werewolf who needs tender loving care," Jacob begged.

"Tender, loving care?" I questioned, "That's the biggest bullshit I've heard in years."

"Please Cassie, can you make me those pancakes that are better than my dad's?" he asked while giving me puppy dog eyes.

"Alright, alright… I forgive you since I'm such warm hearted Vampire."

"Thank You!"

I ran around the kitchen, "Vamp-style" trying to make my famous Pancakes for Jacob. Hardly call them 'famous' since no ones has tried them. It's hard to know if they taste good or not because they just taste like dirt to me.

"Here you go, Jacob," I said placing the ten-pancake-stacked plate in front of him.

"Thanks," he said as he took a bite, "Gosh, these pancakes are good… I mean really good!"

I smiled at him warmly.

We spent the rest of the morning talking. He ate every pancake that I made. It took me 90 years to make the perfect pancake. It's worth it at the end. In the afternoon we took a trip to the Grocery Store since I was extremely low on food supplies thanks to my new doggy friend.

We were walking down the cereal aisle and I told Jacob he could have anything he liked since he will be the only one eating. I seriously can't see how human's can eat this stuff. I mean come on! I prefer a nice Dingo than some biscuit pieces swimming in milk! YUCK!

"Milo Cereal!" Jacob yelled making a woman pushing a pram turn around and stare at us. I mouth 'he's crazy' back at her. She nodded her head and turned back to her child who started crying.

"Ok, put it in the trolley… I still can't see how you can eat that stuff," I said eying the green box with narrowed eyes.

"Hey, this stuff is yum! You should try it!"

"The day I try it is the day I become human," I said smiling at him.

"Come on, you'll like it!"

"Just because I'm allergic to human blood doesn't mean I can eat human food."

"Sure Sure," Jacob then threw the box into the trolley.

Jacob then threw a two loafs of bread, two cartons of milk and a jar of what looked like dirt paste. He then went running off somewhere. When he was gone I picked up the jar of dirt paste. I eyed it confusedly. What the hell is this stuff? I've seen it before. I opened the lid and peeked inside. I looked at the front. Nutella? What a stupid name! Jacob came back then with a 2L tub of ice-cream, packet of pies, Chips, soft drink and 6 cake mix boxes. Was this a guy a pig or what?!

"Umm… Jacob, what is that?" I asked looking at the contents in his arms.

"My dinner?" he said giving me a confused look.

"You eat that for dinner?"

"Yes…"

"Liar, put the chips, soft drink and at least 4 of those cake mixes back!" I ordered him.

"But…but!"

"No BUTS!" I ordered again.

Jacob threw the 2L ice-cream tube, packet of pies and 2 cake mix boxes into the trolley. Then ran back to put the others back. Still having the Nutella jar in my hand I eyed it again. It did not look very appetizing. Chocolate, Hazelnut Spread. OHH! It was a spread like jam. Explains. It's still disgusting though!

"Do you like Nutella?" he asked giving me a fright.

"No, it doesn't look very appetizing!" I answered still giving the jar a look again.

"Naww, Nutella is the best… it tastes so good on toast!" he exclaimed.

"It can't be good for you," I then threw it back into the trolley. I cannot believe I'm buying this dirt.

"Well, it isn't exactly."

"It looks like dirt paste to me!"

Jacob chuckled and then darted into another direction. This boy was enthusiastic when it came to shopping. Teenage boys these days! Now I'm sounding like a 107 year old. I laughed out loud at the thought making an elderly person look at me weirdly.

"Are you alright dear?" she asked looking at me weirdly.

"Yeah, I'm fine… just laughing at a thought I just had," I told her and then Jacob bounded around the corner. In his arms he had the ingredients for a pancake mix. Ok, note to self. Make pancakes tomorrow for breakfast. That's not hard. I smiled up at him.

"Hey honey," he addressed me while throughing the ingredients in the Trolley and putting and then turning back to the elderly woman, "Did you know, my wife, makes the best pancakes ever!"

What?! Did he just say WIFE?! NOTE TO SELF AGAIN: DON'T THE PANCAKES TOMORROW!! What is he doing?! People know me here! I shop here every week.

The elderly woman shocked eyes pierced through me. She looks like she's about to have a heart attack. Another note to self: Kill Jacob Black!

"How old are you two?" she asked. I'm surprised she could speak after her heart attack.

"We are seventeen… and deeply in love… and guess what?" he asked the woman with a face that looked like it was from the Corney Collins Show from Hairspray.

"What?" she asked obviously regretting finding out.

"We are gonna have a BABY!" he yelled and the whole store looked at us. Even people the aisle next to us were looking at us. I put my head in my hands extremely embarrassed. Ok, I'm not coming here again.

The elderly woman's face was suddenly stiff. She looked like she just passed out on the spot with her mouth open. I turned my head around and stared at him with shocked angry eyes. He is so kicked out! There is no way I'm going back to this Grocery Store. I have no choice but to live with the Cullen's now.

I took hold of the trolley and ran as humanly possible to the counter. I threw the items onto the counter. I felt Jacob behind me. I was too angry to speak. After we paid for Jacob's food I left without another word. I ran to the car and threw the bags into the back. Then I turned around and letting myself calm down a little bit.

I looked at a mother and her child walking past. They looked happy. Then the child slipped on his untied shoe laces and fell onto the pavement. Oh God, today's not my day! The blood started coming out of his knee. He started crying while clutching his knee as his mother started soothing him. Then I forgot not to breathe. The stench of the blood hit my nostrils like cannon ball. I turned around and clutched the back of the car boot with both hands making dents. Then everything went black as I fell into two boiling arms.

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