Nessies POV

I hopped out of the car onto the wet pavement of Quileute Tribal School, where all of my friends and I went to high school. I pulled my hood onto my damp, red-brown, curly hair. Jacob, being Jacob, ran to the passenger side of the car and lifted me up onto a piggy back laughing and running towards the school. Everyone stopped what they were doing to watch, but I couldn't care less! I was as close as I could get to Jacob. His laughs are what drew all the attention, they were so loud and obnoxious, but without them, Jacob wouldn't be the same, they defined him.

Under the overhang he stood me up on a bench, but with his 6'8" frame, he was still the same height as me. He started to play fight me, before I reminded between my giggles, "Stop Jake! We're still at school!" He snapped out of it and glanced around to see knowing glances from our friends who had gathered around us. They all thought it was only a matter of time before we got together, just likethe rest of the world, including our families. I couldn't see it though, he would never like me that way! He's into pretty girly, girls, like Victoria and her posse; Tayna, Jessica, and Lauren. They were known for sleeping with everything that had two legs and called themselves a guy.

Leah looked at me and winked as I stepped down from the bench, my hand still in Jake's until Seth glanced at it and we both quickly let go.

"Hi guys," I mumbled into my chest as the gave each other looks and shared secret handshakes without Jake or I, so we looked at each other and did the same. "What do you think they're saying?" I asked in a hushed tone.

"They're betting on how long till we get together," he muttered obviously embarresed, his russet skin deepening in color.

"Stop you guys!" I chided pointing my finger, trying to intimidate them, but being the smallest in the group, it didn't work in the slightest. It had the opposite effect, everyone burst out laughing. I smacked Jake on the back as he doubled over in laughter.

Right as everyone subsided their laughs into muffled chuckles, Tanya walked past wiggling her fingers in a seductive wave towards our group, but more specifically Jake. He smiled and shook his open hand like a giant wind shield wiper, we all knew that Jake thought she was gorgeous, but he didn't need to be so obvious. It really hurt, I looked down sad and dissapointed, the girls in our group looked at me, Kim pulled me into a hug and let go before any of the guys could see. We were all super close, but there would always be the thin barrier between the girls and guys for obvious reasons. None of them knew for a fact I liked Jake, but they sure acted like they did, and same with the girls about Jake liking me, but I knew it wasn't true. He was in love with Tanya. I wouldn't be surprised if he had a shrine of her in his closet. That thought made me laugh, but I contained it, all but one giggle, thank goodness no one noticed!

Jake grabbed Embry's shoulder and gasped, "She's totally into me!"

"Dude, I know," Quil jumped in, Embry gave Jake eye motions towards me, that I saw, but I turned before I could meet Jakes eyes. I couldn't let him see the hurt. The girls formed around me, the same posistion Jake and the guys were in, Jake and I, back to back, but not quite touching. They all whispered comforts of how he still liked me, and Tayna was just distracting, but I zoned them out, trying to hear the guys' hushed conversation, but Emily pulled me back to ours as she shook my shoulder.

School flew by and before I knew it, I was waiting by Jakes car to go home. I had it all planned out, I would have to work quick, the drive home was only 15 minutes, but I was going to ask him to our Junior Prom. I stood and let the drizzle hit my frizzy hair, not really caring. I spotted Jake at the front of the school talking to Tanya, a huge grin on his face. What the heck are they talking about? That was Jakes special grin - his Sexy, Proud, Confident, Lucky, I'm the Boss, Sparkle in the Eye, Most Beautiful smile! I'd only seen that smile a handful of times of the millions of times I've seen him smile. I was dying to know what he was talking about, my thoughts focused on that alone, so I didn't realize that he had gotten in the car, and was calling my name.

I stepped in, with my hair now soaked, and furrowed my brow, silently asking about the conversation.

His eyes lit up and he answered with a hint of breathlessness to his voice, "She's my prom date!"