Okay, so I finally updated! I was going to bring this story in a different direction, but decided against it. I just can't make Jacob evil, it's too hard. But he will have his moments, after all...

He's a tempramental werewolf... She's a hot headed, headstrong young woman: Problems will arise. Oh and the Volturi don't just control vampires...

Chapter 2: Familiar Faces

LPOV

The first thing I saw when I woke up was green. A really pretty, light green color... kind of like the walls of my bedroom. My eyes fluttered open and I realized I was in my bedroom in my apartment. I realized that I had on a white t-shirt, shorts, and a pair of socks. My hair was everywhere, and I struggled to tame it while I got my bearings. My gold and blue embroidered comforter was around me, keeping me warm.

That couldn't have been real right? It sure felt real. As I thought this, I swung my legs off of the side of my bed. I still felt a little weak, but that was to be expected after that orgasm. There wasn't even any pain between my legs, making me believe that what I had imagined, was a really a dream. But I definately remembered Miss Caroline leaving for her vacation after sharing her good news.

The fine line between dreams and reality were blurred indeed.

I heard a thump and jumped in surprise. Turning the corner around my bed, I saw that my thick journalism textbook had fallen off of my bedspread. Shaking my head at myself, I went to the bathroom. The sun was shining, a far cry from the stormy night it was before.

After I finished my business, I strolled to my laptop, hoping to print out my Current Events final essay for Journalism. Once I turned this in today, I was free for the summer.

When I touched the mouse pad, the computer livened up. As the screen brightened, I saw that my paper was still open in the word document, like I'd fallen asleep proofreading it.

Since I often did things like this, my mind wandered as I thought about last night. It couldn't have been real... Wet dreams are typically graphic right? Hurriedly, I typed in 'wet dream' in my internet search box. I clicked on the first article that popped up.

As I read, I began to feel more at ease. It basically said that a 'wet' dream results from under-stimulation of the 'neither regions.' Since I didn't have a significant other or anything, I could relate. At this point, my brain was probably screaming at me to lose my virginity somewhere.

The image of a pink, wrinkly, cartoon brain yelling at me made me giggle. Feeling a little bit better, I clicked the print button and moved back to the bathroom to take a shower. Once I finished, I checked my closet for something to wear.

Since I planned to do a little shopping after I turned in my paper, I wanted to be dressed comfortably to walk around. Since Ms. Caroline had given me a couple bonuses over the year and the summer bonus, I wanted to splurge a little.

I pulled on a random pair of jeans, a blue tank top, and a plaid button up cardigan. I threw on a pair of sandals, grabbed my essay folder and purse and left.

The streets were bustling with activity. People were walking to work, some were jogging with their puppies. Children were playing at the park across the street, squealing happily. It was just one of those mornings that made people feel good about themselves.

Sighing in contentment, I walked all the way to the college campus. I passed people I knew and stopped to talk to a few. Once I turned in my final essay, I was free to do whatever I wanted for the day.

To celebrate, I decided to place a pick-up order of Thai takeout for lunch before I ventured to the outlet mall. I reached into my pocket for my wallet and began to panic. Then, I remembered that I left it at home. I decided to just pick up a burger and eat it at home before I left.

As I walked to the fast food restaurant, I couldn't help but let my thoughts wander to the dream. There was still a small part of me that felt off. I couldn't describe it, but it was definitely there. I also felt as if I were being watched.

Stopping abruptly, I looked around. When I spied nothing, I continued to walk.

"Hi, Leah." Eric Yorkie stood in front of me. We were good friends. Eric and I were both studying journalism and had even been paired together for certain projects. His boyfriend, Mike, was studying business an ocean away for a semester abroad in England.

"Hey Eric. What's up?" I noticed he looked radiantly happy and he smiled widely. "Let me guess... Mike's coming back home?"

Eric nodded and I hugged him. I was very happy for him. He and Mike made a nice couple. "We're all going out to celebrate tonight. Rebecca, Angela, Ben, Mike, me and hopefully, you?"

"Isn't Mike going to be tired?" Eric shook his head.

"He came back two days ago. He just woke up and now he wants to get the whole crew together. I told him about you. He says he's dying to meet you." I pushed a lock of hair behind my ear and smiled. "The only reason why I left him this morning was to get some breakfast and turn in my paper. So please say you'll come?"

"Well..." I was about to say no when I thought about what I had read on that website. I'm tired of being lonely dammit. I'm going to find meaningful 'stimulation' tonight. My only action shouldn't be in my dreams. "Okay. I'll go."

"Eeeeeee! We're gonna have so much fun!" He squealed and I smiled again. "Angela will pick you up at eight. We're going to that new club, Eclipse, I think it's called. We're all going to have so much fun!"

We talked for a little longer, but when Mike called, Eric and I quickly exchanged goodbyes. I continued to walk toward the burger joint, but then decided against it. I decided to eat something after I finished shopping. Since I had no 'club-worthy' clothes, so I wanted to get some soon.

Pulling out my cell phone, I dialed Angela's number. She answered on the first ring. "Hey Lee. Did you turn in the essay final yet?"

"Yeah. I just saw Eric. He invited me to go to the club with you guys tonight." She squealed in excitement and I continued. "I need to buy something nice. I don't exactly own club-wear."

"No problem. Meet me at the Starbucks around the corner of my apartment. We'll walk from there. I know this really cute boutique around there." Thanking her, I hung up. I decided to walk back to my apartment for my wallet. From there, I planned to take a bus to Ben and Angela's apartment.

When I reached my apartment building, I got into the elevator. The doors were about to slide closed when a voice called out to me.

"Oh, can you hold that please?" I hurriedly pressed the open button and lightly pushed the doors open. They slid back easily and I waited with one hand on the button. A tall figure in a leather jacket ran through with a stack of boxes obscuring his face. He pressed the button for the floor above me. I noticed the text on the boxes.

"Are you moving in?" The figure must have nodded because I heard a rustling motion. "Need help?"

"Don't worry. These are the last of them. Oh, where are my manners? I haven't introduced myself."

Realization hit me like a ton of bricks: I had heard that voice before.

Swallowing hard, I looked up, looking at his face for the first time.

I didn't even realize that the elevator doors had opened until he stepped out.

"Hi. I'm Jacob. Jacob Black. I guess I'm your new neighbor."

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