A/N: Thank you so much for all the support! I really appreciate it! Here's chapter 2.

Take your time

Take my time

Take these chances to turn it around (take your time)

Take these chances, we'll make it somehow

And take these chances to turn it around (take my...)

Just turn it around…

-When It Rains by Paramore

Chapter 2: Electricity

Jen moved slowly for the door as she weaved her way through the various boxes scattered all over the kitchen floor. I took a bite out of an apple I had taken out of the refrigerator as I leaned over a few boxes in an attempt to see around the door as she pulled it open.

"Hey Jen."

A young woman with copper toned skin and long, ebony black hair stood in the door way. She smiled brightly at my mother- or rather half of her face did- the other half, permanently scared by three long gashed that traveled the length of her face, remained in the grimace it had been pulled into so many years ago. Jen's face curled into a look of utter confusion for a moment as she looked at the young woman in front of her.

The woman laughed, a beautiful, melodious laugh; it seemed out of place with the condition of her face.

"I heard you were in need of some help with all the unpacking and I just happened to be in the area..."

"Emily?" Jen's expression quickly transformed from confusion, to surprise, and then utter excitement, her lips curling up into a wide smile.

"I certainly hope so; otherwise I must be having a huge identity crisis..." Emily laughed as Jen enveloped her in a bear hug and then pulled her back to arms length to examine her.

"I can't believe it's you, it's been so long!" Jen exclaimed.

"It has hasn't it?" Emily responded with a gentle smile as she moved back a little so that she could observe her older cousin.
I looked at the woman in the doorway as well. It was my second cousin. I haven't seen her since I was around the age of 7 so I was curious as well. She looks relatively the same as I remember, despite the three scares that she had apparently acquired in a bear accident several years ago. She was wearing the normal attire that one would expect to see in such a damp place; a pair of bell-bottom blue jeans, sneakers that had been stained a light brown from the dirt and mud, and a light green shirt under a black rain jacket. Her hair was up in a ponytail now and she had a baseball cap on, besides that the only other thing that drew my attention to her was the fact that she seemed a little rounder around the middle then the last time I saw her.

Is she....?

"My Emily... you're looking rather... round..." Jen stated obviously, a small smile gracing her thin lips. I rolled my eyes at her statement.

Emily laughed. "Why thank you Jen." she replied placing a delicate hand over the bulge in her middle.

"She's due in a few months." she stated, her smile widening.

"A few months? And exactly how old are you Em?" Jen questioned skeptically.

Emily smiled, shooting a playful glare at my mother. "Old enough, thank you." she replied.

"Oh alright.... but who's the father?" Jen questioned with a sigh.

"That would be me."

I jumped slightly as a tall, muscular, red-brown skinned man with short black hair moved into the room to stand next to Emily. My eyes widened as I watched him wrap his arm around Emily's small form and pull her towards himself, a wide smile on his face. Emily smiled brightly up at him and then turned back to Jen.

"This is Sam Uley, my husband for a year and a half now." Emily introduced the huge, rather handsome man next to her. I watched as his smile and dark eyes softened and he leaned down to kiss one of the scares on the side of her face. Emily blushed lightly but smiled warmly up at him.

"Anyway, I've brought you some help Jen." Emily turned towards the door as another giant with the same skin pulled over long, round muscles and cropped black hair moved into the room, he smiled slightly as a greeting to both me and Jen as he made his way through the boxes to stand next to Sam.

Emily's gaze fell on me and she smiled. "Cris come here and meet these guys." she instructed with a small wave. I smiled and moved towards her. She gave me a one armed hug and motioned towards the new person in the room.

"This is Jared." she introduced him.

"And this..." Another one walked through the door followed by another young man who could be his twin. "This is Embry and Quil." The two nodded when each of their names were called, both with wide smiles gracing their handsome features, and moved to stand next to Jared and Sam.

Are they all brothers?

"This is Seth and his older sister Leah." A boy that looked only slightly younger then the rest of the men in the room and a young woman with shoulder length black hair moved into the room. The boy, Seth, smiled brightly and waved while his sister only nodded and moved with her brother towards the others.

"And there's one more that's supposed to be here..." Emily mumbled with a small frown.

"He'll be here soon; he had to help Billy with something before he came." Sam assured her.

"Oh, alright, well... were here to help with whatever you need Jen so, just tell these guys what needs to be done and they'll get to it." Emily stated with a wide smile.

"Oh... well..." Jen seemed as stunned by the group in the room as I was, and perhaps a little surprised that they could all fit in this little kitchen. "Well I guess I'll assign rooms to these guys and that'll make this faster."

She glanced in my direction with a small smile. "Cris, can you get the door while I get these guys going?" she asked as she turned towards the group.

"Sure." I replied unnecessarily as she had already started to instruct the others on what to do.

I slowly moved through the multitude of boxes left in my path and with a sigh leaned down to push a few of the boxes in the doorway out of the way. I fumbled for the door as I turned around to look outside to see if it was still raining before I shut it. I jumped slightly as a boy skidded to a halt on the slippery stone path in front of me.

How did he get there? I didn't even hear him coming.

My heart seemed to skip a beat when he looked up. His dark brown, almost black eyes met my hazel in a mesmerizing stare. He looked like the others in the house, only so much more handsome with his short black hair and dark russet skin pulled tightly over long, well shaped muscles that stuck out under his wet white t-shirt. His hair was wind blown as if he had been running and his face had a barley noticeable pink tint to it from the cold.

I couldn't remember the last time that I'd ever seen anyone that looked better then he did right now. And then he smiled. His perfect face stretched into a wide grin that reached his warm eyes and my heart seemed to stop beating. It was like an electric start to my heart as it stuttered to life for what felt like the very first time.

What the hell is going on?

"I'm Jacob, Jacob Black. I guess I'm here to help you move in." he introduced himself in a deep, rough voice.

I looked down at the hand he extended in my direction and took it hesitantly. My skin burned at his touch and my stomach flipped.

What is this feeling?

His hand was so warm compared to my own. An involuntary shiver rolled down my spine. I met his gaze again and he smiled as if he knew what I was thinking. I felt my cheeks flush slightly.

"I-I'm Cris... Cris Depani." I replied quietly, cursing myself mentally for stuttering.

"It's nice to meet you Cris." Jacob stated, his warm smile never leaving his face.

"You too." I responded, smiling in return. His smile was contagious; it seemed to brighten and warm the area around him in some strange, unexplainable way… like it was his own personal sun.

"Come on Cris! What are you doing standing in the-" I looked back at Emily as she stopped behind me.

"Oh. I see you've met Jake." she said gently, smiling slightly at the boy across from me.

"Oh... uh..." I blushed as I pulled my hand out of Jacob's and nodded. "Yeah." I replied.

"Well come on then, your mom's waiting for you." Emily continued, motioning towards the kitchen, her eyes only glancing at me slightly before falling back to Jacob.

What's that about?

"Oh... okay." I smiled and rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly before making my way into the kitchen. "Nice to meet you." I said again as I glanced back at Emily and Jacob before moving towards Jen. His smile widened and he nodded in response.

"Let's go Jake." Emily called as she moved to close the door behind him.

"So what can I do mom?" I asked as she dropped a box on the counter.

"Well honey, all that's left is your room, so if you want you can grab someone to help you up there, but thanks to all the help I probably won't need you until the furniture comes…" she stated as she turned to look at me.

"Well how about you send Jake up to help her. He just got here and has nothing to do yet so..." I glanced at Emily as she stopped beside me, my eyes widening slightly.

"Yeah, that sounds good. Cris, you and uh... Jake can take care of your room." Jen instructed looking back over at me as the scarred brunette wrapped an arm around my shoulders.

"But I-"

"Sounds good to me."

I jumped and turned to look up at Jacob who had suddenly appeared behind us. He smiled when I met his gaze and I sighed, pushing back the blush that threatened to rise to my cheeks again.

Why?

"Alright..." I mumbled as I moved towards my room, Jacob following closely behind me.

Stupid butterflies...

"So where'd you guys live before?"

I glanced up from my box of nick-knacks to look at Jacob, who sat across the room. He was currently putting together my 'do-it-yourself' desk kit next to the railing by the stairs. I was unwrapping nick-knacks that were to go up on the desk when he was done. He caught my gaze quickly with a curious smile before looking back to the almost assembled desk.

"Uh... my mom and I just moved in from a little town outside of San Francisco, well I guess you could call it the outskirts of the suburbs of San Francisco..." I replied as I set another small porcine wolf on the sleeping bag I sat on.

"So is your dad following the two of you up or did your parents split?" he questioned.

I paused slightly at his question, my hand tightening around the object in my small hand. "No... he uh... he died when I was very young... I never really knew him..." I responded quietly my eyes falling to the paper in my hands.

"Oh... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"

"Don't worry about it... it's not like you knew or anything." I cut him off forcing myself to smile as I looked up at him. No need to be in such a sour mood with guests around right?

"Alright." He smiled faintly in return and then turned back to the desk. It was quiet for a while after that, but not one of those uncomfortable silences; it was more understanding then anything. I liked it.

"So um... what about you? Did you grow up around here or what?" I asked him, glancing up at him curiously.

"Yeah, my dad and I live not to far from here. My older sisters moved out a while ago and my mom died in a car accident when I was little so it's just me and the old man." he stated. It surprised me how easily he could talk about his mothers' death like that. I didn't even know what had happened to my father and I still had a hard time talking about it.

"Oh... I'm sorry..." I mumbled sincerely.

"Don't be, it happened a long time ago and me and my dad are getting along just fine." he replied casting a smile in my direction.

My heart skipped a beat and I had to look back down to hide my blush. I have never blushed so much in my life as I have in the few hours that I've known him. What is wrong with me?

"So... you said you had older sisters? How many and how old are they?" I asked trying to change the subject quickly.

"Yeah, Rebecca and Rachel. Rebecca's married and lives in Hawaii and Rachel's just out of college, she's engaged now to a guy named Paul and lives in town. How 'bout you, got any siblings?" he asked curiously.

"Nope. It's just me and my mom. After my dad died she never really fell for anyone else, not that she'd have time to with all the moving we do..." I replied with a sigh.

"You move around a lot?" Jacob questioned pausing in his 'construction' to look up at me.

"Yeah... my mom doesn't like to stay in one place for too long. A few months in one place and then we're off again, moving across the country..." I stated glaring at the picture in my hand. It was a picture of our old house in San Francisco with my mother and me standing in front of it. We'd lived there longer then most of the other places and I had actually thought that we might be there long enough for me to graduate high school, but no...

"Wow. That sucks."

I laughed quietly at his obvious statement. "You're telling me." I responded with a small smile.

He laughed too and my smile brightened at the sound.

Why is this happening?

"Well that's done." he stated as he stood up to dust his black sweat pants off and look at the desk lying sideways on the floor.

"Awesome, now all we have to do is set it up right." I commented as I looked it over from my place on the floor.

"No problem." Jacob replied as he leaned down to lift it up.

"Here let me help-"

"Don't worry about it, I've got it." he cut me off as he lifted it up completely off the floor and set it up right in the back corner.

"Wow... I guess so." I mumbled amazed by how easily he had picked that thing up. It wasn't light, I knew that from experience.

He chuckled and turned to face me with a wide grin across his lips. "What, you didn't think I could pick it up on my own?" he teased, laughing again at my embarrassment. It was probably the way I had stared as he lifted it. His muscles had flexed quite nicely when he did.

"What? No! I didn't mean that! I just... it's just a heavy desk is all and I... oh never mind…" I muttered glaring at the nick-knack in my hand. Stupid. Stupid Cris.

I jumped slightly as his warm fingers hooked under my chin and tipped it up so that I was looking at him. When did he move?

I didn't hear his approach, let alone seen him move towards me.

"I didn't mean to make you mad." he stated, his dark eyes boring into my hazel.

His dark eyes were so captivating, so enticing. They were invitingly warm. It felt as if they were pulling me in. Everything about him gave me that feeling and I didn't understand it.

My cheeks flushed when I noticed how close he was and I stuttered "N-no... I wasn't mad... I was just... how did you do that?" I whispered still reeling over how quickly and quietly he had moved and how easily he had lifted my desk.

What's going on?

"Do what?" he asked as his lips pulled up into a crooked smile.

"How'd you-"

"Cris! Jacob! The furniture's here so get down here and help!"

I jumped as Jen's voice filtered up through my door interrupting my thoughts. "Okay mom!" I called back as I moved to stand up.

"Here." My eyes met Jacob's as he offered his hand to help me up. I smiled and took it gratefully.

"Thanks. We better get down there before she comes back." I stated as I dusted my jeans off. "You don't want to experience that, trust me…"

Jacob laughed a loud barking laugh and followed me back down stairs and outside.

Needless to say it didn't take long to get the furniture into the house with all the extra hands. Jen, Emily, and I practically stood around and watched as the guys took care of everything. I did manage to carry a few things, a few shelves, a nightstand or two, well at least to the door before Jacob or one of the others took them from me-Embry, Quil or Seth maybe? I still didn't know all their names exactly…

Regardless, I was just happy that everything was in the house and relatively in place. I looked around the living room after setting down one of my mom's favorite lamps having managed to dodge Jacob and the others to actually carry it in the house.

"Well at least that's done." I mumbled before making my way back into the kitchen where everyone had stopped for some pizza that Jen had just brought back from a small pizzeria not 15 minutes away. To be honest it surprised me that such a little town had a pizzeria.

"Thanks for the pizza ." Embry-or was it Quil?- muttered through a bite as I walked through the door.

"Well it's the least I could do with all the help you guys gave us. But now I'm thinking that I should've gotten more then 5 pizzas…" Jen replied looking over at the practically empty boxes.

I laughed slightly and moved across the room, dodging a few of the guys on my way to get the pizza. I was starving! I finally managed to push my way through the over crowed small room only to find that all the pizza boxes are empty.

"Damn it…" I growled under my breath as I closed the empty pizza box in my hand. My stomach growled angrily in agreement. How the hell did these guys eat all the pizza already?

"Here."

I jumped as Jacob popped up behind me again and turned to see his smiling face. Did he enjoy scaring me like that?

"Here, what?" I questioned curiously, turning completely to face him.

"Here, you can have mine. I mean, if you don't mind that I took a couple bites out of it already." he stated offering me his half eaten piece of pizza.

I laughed and rolled my eyes before taking the foam plate he held in my direction. Half eaten pizza is better then nothing when you've barely eaten anything all day. "Thanks Jacob." I replied before taking a bite.

"Just Jake." he amended with a grin.

I felt my cheeks flush slightly as I met his dark gaze.

"Cris."

I quickly turned my attention in the direction of my name. "Yeah mom?" I asked as she made her way towards the two of us.

"I've got good news; tomorrow Emily's going to pick you up for school." Jen stated with a smile.

My smile faltered slightly. School?

"Oh… that's great." I replied, hoping she wouldn't catch my fake enthusiasm. Jacob laughed behind me. I cast a glare in his direction in hopes of shutting him up. He only winked in response.

She smiled and turned to find Emily once again.

"Don't worry, our school's not too bad. Maybe I'll show you around?"

I turned to look back at Jacob as Jen walked away a small smile creeping onto my lips. The blush was back.

"Maybe."

I hoped it had sounded as suggestive as his comment had.

God, his smile was mind blowing.

A/N: Well that's it for now. How'd I do?

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-HM11-