Lakota's point of view:

I cringed into my comforter at the sound of rumbling thunder, my head slowly creeping into my small cocoon of safety. I shall not let the big bad thunder storm harm me. No, of course not. It's just thunder, couldn't hurt me even if it tried...

Lightening, however, was a completely different story.

Another round of thunder shook the house, making my stomach start to feel queasy. For a person like me, you could tell that, perhaps, living in La Push wasn't exactly a smart thing. Constant rain storms...rain...the whole shabang.

I gulped, my eyes transfixed on the sky outside my window while it divided with colorful lightening - then echoed with the sound of more thunder. We truly did live in a dangerous world. My thoughts wandered downstairs where Jacob was currently sleeping on the couch. In any other situation I would've went down there to wake his butt up so he could keep my mind off of the storm, but the second the electricity from my night-light cut off...well, that plan went into flames. Who knows what could just be lurking in the hallway just outside my room?...or possibly under my bed?

Okay, so that's a tad bit absurd, but I just got done watching some pretty gory movies. I'm not taking any chances here, people. I value my life, thank you very much.

Another crack of thunder jolted me out of my mind, making my heart race dangerously fast. Oh God, just watch me be the first 16 year old to accomplish a heart attack. Sometimes thunder and lightening should come with some kind of warning, you know, where a voice in your head announces 'lightening is now about to strike...oh, here comes the thunder,' perhaps I wouldn't be so damn scared. But no, instead the world just stands back and laughs at me and my fear.

Butt munches. All of them!

Sighing deeply I tried to close my eyes and forget about the ruckess outside of the house and focused on the sound of the rain hitting the window. Calming...ahhhh...

My eyes slowly drifted closed, a small smile tugging at my lips at the sudden ease that filled my body. Relaxing...

BOOM!

I jumped, barely biting back a startled scream of shock. Glaring angrily at the window I could only glance around my room nervously before returning into my cuddling position with my various amounts of pillows and stuffed animals. Yes...my stuffed animals shall protect me from that mean ole' thunder. Obviously Jacob had better things on his mind; like sleeping.

The prick.

Nearly squeezing the stuffing out of my poor childhood teddy bear I kept my eyes locked on my battery powered alarm clock.

2:12 am

I whimpered pathetically into my teddy's stomach while I chewing nervously on my stuffed penguin's flippers. What I would give for some sleeping pills. My eyes flashed to the door of my bathroom, the sinking fear crushing down on me when I realized I'd have to get up to go in there and retrieve the sleeping pills. And who knows what could be in that bathroom...just waiting for me to enter it. I shivered. I hate the dark.

"Lakota?" my head picked up from my teddy, the flipper of my stuffed penguin still clenched tightly between my teeth as I stared at Jacob's dark figure in my doorway.

"Yeah?" I whispered, my voice sounding small and down right pathetic. Now this was just flat out sad. Me, indestructible Lakota The Great, afraid of stroms? ...I know, I'm ashamed too...

Jacob was silent as he made his way over to my bed, not once saying a word while he looked me directly in the eyes and laid down next to me. I smiled sadly, clearing away at least 20 stuffed animals and about 13 pillows before I managed to lay directly next to Jacob so his arm could wrap around my waist and hug me closer to him.

"Are you still scared of thunder storms?" he whispered, clutching me closer to his chest. I could only nod, my hands fisting his shirt when more thunder grumbled outside in what seemed to be in pure anger.

"What happened to your night-light?" he mumbled, pulling away slightly so he could look at my face. I shrugged, my eyes glancing over at the pesky turtle that flicked its way off somewhere around midnight. My eyes narrowed angrily at the plastic light. Stupid thing...

Chuckling lowly Jacob hugged me to him again. And not in the romantic way that I'm sure most of you are thinking, it was just a friendly embrace. Just a friendly embrace. My eyes squeezed shut, trying to get myself lost in the more gentle sounds. Like the rain...Jacob's heart beat...Jacob's breathing...Jacob's fingers moving through my hair...

Mmmm, sleep was never better.

-:-

"Kota..." someone whispered directly in my ear, making a happy shudder run throughout my body. I snuggled my face further into my pillow, smilling tiredly into the cool surface.

"Kota, get up," the voice whispered, seeming to get louder as rapid shakes overtook my body. Ugh, no...

"Stop," I mumbled, having half the right mind to slap the source that was moving my body so quickly. Call me crazy, but I wasn't one for a roller coaster ride the second I wake up. Not one of those early birds I suppose. And, hell, I wasn't the least bit jealous either. I enjoyed being lazy and sleeping till noon. Made me feel unique and such.

"Lakota. Get up."

"Jacob. Shut up."

"I'm serious Kota, your dad wanted you up before one."

"What time is it now?" I asked, resisting my first instinct to open my eyes and check for myself. That was just as much as a bad idea as walking around my room when it's pitch dark. Very, very, very bad ideas. You see, it's people like me with a brilliant brain to realize the good's and bad's in every decision. Which leads us to the point. Opening my eyes; bad decision. Sleeping until I'm literally kicked out of the bed; good decision. Simple math.

"9," I groaned. 9? He could've at least gave me two extra hours. Perhaps three...but that might be stretching my luck.

"Go away and leave me in my subtle humble slumper."

"That made no sense," Jacob objected, the smell of his breath fanning over my face. God, man, brush your damn teeth! I wrinkled my nose, shoving his face away with my weak arm. So I guess you could say I didn't exactly shove him, more like pressed the palm of my hand into his nose as my fingers weakly laid on his forehead lazily.

"Sense? When have I ever made sense?" I asked, giving up as I finally opened up my eyes and peered over at Jacob's triumphant smile.

"Good point. Now come on, Embry and Quil want to meet us over at the beach." Beach? Water? I looked over towards the window, slightly surprised to see the sun shine through. The sun? Oh how I love thee - I knew he'd come back for me one day. He just simply can't stay away. Brightens my day he does. I nodded, practically knocking Jake down while I crawled over him to get to the bathroom.

"Hey!" he protested, glaring at me angrily.

"Dude, shut up. I gotta pee - never keep a girl from peeing. It pisses her off."