A/N: I felt bad about the whole "short chapter" fight we had, so think of this as like... make up sex.

Good for me, fun for you; we all win.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, Stephanie Meyer does. (But as long as we're in this relationship I'M wearing the pants ;])

Jacob

Twice today. Twice. That is how many times I heard that ridiculous rumor that I hooked up with two girls at once. Don't get me wrong, I love the ladies, but not that much. The image people give me is ridiculous. They think I'm some sort of Pimp or something.

Football practice was brutal and skipping lunch was not a good idea for a guy like me. Hopping onto my motorcycle, I turned the keys in the ignition and backed out of the school's parking lot. I decided that I would stop at the first food place that came up on my right. After passing at least three bookstores, I came upon a deserted sandwich place. Walking through the rain and into the "Sandwich Shack" I watched as the cute girl with the bronze curls from my third period literature class shuffled into the front and behind the counter.

Renesmee Cullen... that was her name. She was really pretty, but she kept to herself. No one really knew but I had always had a secret crush on Renesmee. She had an amazing body and beautiful features that were just begging to be touched by me. She didn't meet my gaze as she spoke in that sweet, hypnotizing voice.

"Welcome to the Sandwich Shack, how can I help you?" I had never been here before, so how would I know what to order? Then again, she didn't know that.

"Uh, just give me a second." I responded. Everything sounded pretty good, but I wanted a recommendation. "What would you recommend?" I asked.

"Uh, I don't really eat here but, I guess if you like ham there's the 'Ham Ho-Down'." it sounded like a question. There's one thing I found out about Renesmee in those few seconds I talked to her: she's unsure of herself.

I unzipped my jacket as I spoke again," I guess I'll take the 'Hog-It-All-For-Yourself'." she grimaced and I wished I could take back whatever I said to make her upset. She began to prepare the sandwich silently and I watched for a moment. Now was my chance to get to know her a little better.

"So…do you work here all the time?" I was interested in hearing her schedule. She still hadn't looked up at me and sighed deeply before answering.

"No, I go to school at Quileute High on the Quileute reservation and then I come here for work." I wondered idly if she would always be here after school.

"Cool, cool." I was quiet, just watching her for a minute. "Senior year?" I asked. She instantly became frustrated and placed the bread knife down on the counter before pressing her fingertips to her temples. I didn't want to make her frustrated. Maybe I should ask her what's wrong.

"Are you having a rough day?" I asked. I wanted to make her feel better. Suddenly I felt the urge to wrap my arms around her and make her smile. That was odd. Usually, the only time I ever wanted to hug anyone was when I wanted a better view of a girl's butt.

She looked up at me for the first time and shoved my sandwich at me with a shocked look on her face. While she rang up my food, I picked a napkin from the container on the counter and jotted down my number.

I flipped it over and wrote, "Hope your day gets better" before ripping it and placing it under the twenty without listening to my total.

"Keep the change." I smiled up at her and made my way out of the Sandwich Shack and into my car. I was worried about Renesmee in this weather and I considered asking her if she wanted a ride. However, by the way, she looked at me; I doubt she wanted a ride from me.

It was still pouring rain outside as I backed out of the parking lot and back to my house on the reservation.

A/N: Yeah, I know. This one's even shorter! Well, stop complaining! I have ten chapters written and I promise to update painfully slow if y'all don't review.

HOP TO IT HOE!

That's right, you heard me HOE!