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Eleanor POV

The snow was melting off of the ground and it rained even more than usual, if that was possible. Basketball season had ended a couple weeks ago, meaning I got to spend more time with Andrea- which meant more time with Jacob, which meant more time with Embry and Quil. I was really, really happy. I'm not saying that Embry and I were betrothed or anything, but I was making progress. At least I thought I was, I don't know.

And then he stopped hanging out with us, with anyone, actually. Until he was suddenly with Jared and Paul and Sam all the time. Not even Jacob could tell us what had happened, only that Embry had once referred to them as 'hall monitors on steroids' and now he had chopped all his hair off and became one of Sam's followers.

I was heartbroken, to say the least. I mean, I've been in love with the kid since ninth grade, and suddenly he goes a-wall and turns his back on his best friends? That's pretty upsetting.

When Embry had come back to school, he looked completely different. His hair was indeed cropped off, and his muscles were huge. Which didn't seem right. Embry had always been tall and lanky, now he was tall and huge. I'll be honest, I had swooned with every other girl.

He had looked at me in chemistry one day and smiled, as if nothing had ever happened.

"Eleanor! How've you been?" My heart had melted.

Jacob had hardly believed me when I told him that day at lunch. Him and Quil had taken to sitting with Andrea and I now.

A few weeks later though, things started to get bad.

Andrea and I sat in her room- I absentmindedly dangling upside down off of her bed, and Andrea spinning in repetitive circles in her computer chair.

"El, he didn't answer me again!" Andrea groaned out, tossing her phone on the bed next to me.

"How long has it been?"

It didn't make sense, Jacob hadn't been to school in days and he hadn't spoken to Andrea for the same amount of time. Even if he was sick, he could at least text her, right? They were inseparable, I didn't understand how he could just drop communication like that.

"Four days. When I call the house, Billy just says 'he's sleeping' or 'he can't talk' or 'he's still sick'. What the hell?"

I could tell Andrea was dying on the inside. And for once in our friendship, I didn't know what to do. What could I do?

A knock on the door downstairs pulled us out of our silence.

"Andyyy! Someone's here!" Anthony called out. Anthony was Andrea's eight year old brother, he had basically become my brother over the course of our friendship, considering my little sister was over 3500 miles away.

We brought ourselves downstairs and Andrea pulled open the front door, dismissing Anthony back to the living room.

Quil Atera stood before us, clad in typical t-shirt and jeans. His curly hair clung to his head and his eyes were serious, something I had hardly ever seen in him. He was always laughing, teasing me and flirting with Andrea and picking on Embry and fighting with Jacob. That didn't look like the boy in front of us, though.

"Guys, hey. Uhm, Andrea, you haven't heard from Jacob. Have you?"

Andrea's face grew serious to match his and she sighed, "I haven't. Billy keeps coming up with excuses every time I call the house and Jacob turned his phone off."

Quil ran a hand through his hair, he looked so stressed out. I could only imagine, first Embry ditched them, and now Jacob was MIA. Quil didn't have anyone anymore.

"Alright, well uh, thanks. See you guys at school on Monday."

And with that, he was gone.

Andrea and I shared a concerned look before she sighed again and began off towards the kitchen.

We had spent the weekend together at Andrea's with her perfect little family. Her parents owned a shop in downtown La Push and were probably the epitome of perfect parents. They were madly in love and whole heartedly devoted to one another and their children. The Sen family was close and famous for their Saturday night family game nights, which I had become a permanent participant in.

It was now Tuesday and we found ourselves sitting on my kitchen countertop with our homework in front of us.

"I need to see him."

I had been daydreaming and next thing I knew Andrea was on her feet and headed towards the front. I jumped up and followed her out to the porch.

"But, Andy, what if he really is still sick?"

"If he was sick and bedridden, he would have had plenty of time to text me."

There was nothing left to say, she held an extremely valid point. It had been a week.

"Come on, I'll drive."

"Drive where?"

"Jake's house, let's go."

Oh no. She couldn't be serious, could she? I didn't want to go to Jake's house. I didn't want to be there for their fight, I didn't want to witness my best friend's first heartbreak. I knew I'd be there for her when it was over, but did I really want to see the whole thing unfold? My choice had been made for me, as we were now on our way towards the little red house surrounded by forest.

"Come with me, please?"

I could already see Andy's lip begin to quiver as she put the car into park. I had to go, she couldn't do this alone. It was so weird to see her be the weak one of the two of us. She had always been the rock, and I was the emotional wreck who cried all the time. I didn't know if I was ready for the tables to turn, just yet. But I followed her towards the front door anyway- just as I had been following her through life since sixth grade.

She rapped her fist against the front door, I cringed.

It flew open and before us stood someone I hardly recognized as Jacob. This wasn't Jacob, though, it couldn't be. His hair was cropped short and his bare chest was rippling and bulging with muscles. A tribal tattoo lay on his shoulder. This was what was left of Jacob Black- I was totally stunned.

"Jake, is that, is that you?" Andrea choked out, she was just as taken back as I was.

He finally looked up, his dark eyes finding hers and filling with something- disappointment?

"You can't be here." His voice was low and hardly audible. What was up with him? She was his girlfriend, why couldn't she be there? What was going on?

"What? Jake, why haven't you answered the phone and why haven't you been in school?" I could hear her voice cracking. No no, Andy, don't crack, please.

"Andrea, you shouldn't be here. I, I think we need to take a break."

I watched as her gorgeous face crumbled, the tears falling automatically and I sucked in a breath.

"What're you talking about?!" She cried. I shuddered. I had never seen my best friend like this. I felt like crying for her, how could he be doing this?

"It's over. You need to leave."

His voice was so cold, like I had never heard it before. Jacob had always been so tender with Andrea. Even not with her, he was always so lighthearted and cheery, this didn't even sound like him.

Andrea turned around to where I stood, throwing her shaky arms around my shoulders and pulling me into a tight embrace, her body already racking with her cries. I instinctively wrapped my arms around her in return and she pressed her face into the crook of my neck. I felt her hot tears on my skin and finally looked back to Jacob.

As I began to back Andrea and I away from his door, we made eye contact.

I stopped dead in my tracks, why was he looking at me like that? I couldn't even describe the look, but I didn't like it. I broke the eye contact and cast my eyes downward as I led Andrea back to the car.

"Shit!"

Jacob's yell boomed from the house behind us and I helped Andrea into the passenger seat of her car, I'd drive us home.

Jacob POV

I screamed throughout my house, my dad wheeling into the kitchen to see what was so wrong.

"Jacob! What's going on?"

I groaned and ran my fingers through my short hair. I hated my hair now. I missed my long hair that I could pull back, now I could hardly grip it.

"I just broke up with Andrea, dad. I didn't imprint on her, so I broke up with her- just like Sam told me to."

"I know it was hard Jacob, but alphas orders."

"Dad! That's not the worst part, I knew I couldn't fight alphas orders. But I imprinted on her best friend. I imprinted on Eleanor Jensen."

He sat in thought, his wrinkled face going into deep thought.

"Is that the little paleface that was always here with Andrea?"

I nodded in response and groaned loudly again. This couldn't get any worse. I fled from the house and phased immediately with no regard to my clothes.

Feeling the cool dirt beneath my paws didn't help my anger and my head filled with the voices of my pack mates and they were already irritating me- I had enough on my plate.

"No way, Jake! Eleanor, really?" Embry chuckled.

I subconsciously thought of all the times Andrea had told me that Eleanor liked Embry, sharing every memory with the pack. Embry whined, it was obvious he had had no clue that Eleanor had felt that way about him. That just added another issue to the one at hand. My imprint was in love with Embry.

I felt a grumble build up in my chest.

That damn imprint.

My imprint was my ex girlfriends best friend.

The quirky little one with a wild mass of light curls and faded eyes of green who had been Andrea's sidekick since junior high.

I was pissed. There weren't even words for my anger. I hated this. I hated the filthy bloodsucking Cullens for awakening this gene in me, for ruining my life. As if taking Bella away from me wasn't enough, now they had taken Andrea away from me and thrown Eleanor to me. I didn't want Eleanor.

"Jacob, you can't not want her. She's your imprint." Sam scolded me.

I didn't care. I was rejecting the imprint and I'd ignore Eleanor until high school was over and she ran away back to wherever the hell she was from.

"It's not that easy. You can't just reject the imprint, it's fate." Sam tried again.

Well fate was a son of a bitch.