AN: Again, everyone is human. Jake is a DOG. A real sized, DOG. Not a werewolf, but a real DOG.

20 Years Ago...

Chapter I

BPOV

"Oh crap," I muttered to myself, "a cat."

Within a second, I felt myself being dragged forward, and I heard a bark as he went flying away from me.

"Wait. Stop. Comeback!" I yelled, but nothing seemed to work. I tried to run after him, but my body wouldn't let me, and I slipped in a puddle and landed on my back. I lay there, in the poring rain, at night, in the middle of god-knows-where of Central Park.

Wonderful. Completely wonderful, Bella, I heard in my head. You'll never find him. But, almost as if by magic, I felt something fly over me and land directly on my chest. He was a dripping wet ball of fur, and I could tell he was happy to see me, because he was licking my face profusely.

"Jake, oh you're okay!" He barked and opened his mouth, letting his tongue hang. I swear he could have been smiling. We got up and I continued to walk him home. Okay, so he kind of walked me, he was so strong.

I had found Jake in an alley behind my apartment near the garbage dumpster. At first I thought he was a reddish-brown fur coat someone had thrown out, that was, until he launched himself at me. Not in a bad way, of course, he was so loveable. I took him in, cleaned him up, and kept him with me ever since. I was lucky my place allowed dogs.

My name is Isabella Swan, but I hate Isabella, so I just go by Bella. I'm twenty-two and unfortunately still a student. I had to pay my way through college, so it's taking longer then it should. I'm an English major, but I still have no idea what it is that I want to do with my life.

I made my way into my building and up to my apartment. The lights were off, and nobody seemed to be home. I shared an apartment with my best friend Rosalie Hale. We have known each other since the start of college, but Rose is a year older. Up until very recently we had also lived with our other best friend, Alice Brandon (a/n- I hope that is her last name, I couldn't remember), but she moved in with her boyfriend Jasper Hale, Rose's brother.

I took of Jake's leash and he ran to the couch. I shook of my wet coat, grabbed a drink and joined him to watch some mind-numbing television. He was still dripping, but I was too exhausted to care. Using him as a pillow, I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

XxxxX

I was startled awake by the dog a few hours later. I opened my eyes a crack to see Rosalie sneaking in through the door as Jake greeted her. She was soaked, and wearing the shortest black skirt I think I have ever seen, a sheer pink shirt that showed her black bra underneath. She was holding her shoes and jacket in hand, her blond hair was a mess down her back, and her makeup smeared across her face. Even like that she was the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my life.

"Oh, hey Bells, sorry to wake you", she said as she looked over at me.

I grunted my response. "What time is it?"

"Four thirty", she laughed.

Looking at her I could only guess where she had been. "He not good, Rose?" I asked jokingly.

She made a face and marched off into her room and I could hear the shower within minutes. Rosalie could have any guy she wanted, men worshiped her at her feet, yet she still went for the one-night stand. I could never get anybody. I smiled as Jake came over to lick my face. At least I had him. Getting off the couch, I made my way to my room and went back to sleep.

EPOV

Just a few more minutes, then I can run for my life. I kept repeating this little mantra to myself over and over again, as if it could somehow make this form of torture a little more bearable.

I flashed the fakest smile I could manage to the overly excited blond that was currently hanging off my left arm. I turned around to my boss to give him the same smile, adding more of a pained look to it. He caught my desperate and silent plea, and nodded his head giving me the signal to run.

As much as I loved doing my job, I hated the extra little 'punishments' that came along with it. I, Edward Cullen, was a music producer, and one of the best there was. I'm not bragging, I seriously am. By twenty-two I was already at the top of the industry, with some of the best clients out there. I much preferred the behind the scenes aspect of my job, and I hated being in public. The studio owner, and my boss, only required me to be seen in public a few times a week, more then enough for me.

I said goodbye to Julia, or was it Jessica, and made my way out of the club and into the dark streets of New York. Although it was raining, I decided to walk instead of taking a cab, giving me some time to clear my head. I took a detour through the park, and came out by the MET. I was close to my apartment now, so I picked up my pace and finally ran into the now deserted lobby.

My apartment was dark as I walked in. Just as I was fumbling around for the lights, my brother's door opened and from it ran one of his many one-night-stands. She flew past me, and from what I could see she was blond, and very pretty.

It was already four and there was no point in me staying up any later. In a few hours I would have to be at work again. I treaded lightly across our living room, careful not to step on an article of clothing, or a wire from the Xbox. When I was safely in my room, I kicked off my shoes and threw myself down onto my bed. I didn't even bother undressing.

XxxxX

I stumbled out of bed when my alarm went off. I found my brother already awake and in the kitchen when I got there. He was sitting at the table, eating cereal out of the box.

"That's disgusting, Emmet. You couldn't have put it into a bowl?" I made a mental not to never eat our cereal again.

Emmet grinned and stuck his hand back into the box. "Nope. I like it better this way." Not satisfied, he took a swig of milk directly from the carton. "Hey Ed, I have to tell you about this girl I met last night. She was-,"

"Please, don't finish that thought." I cut him off, trying not to imagine what he was going to say. I ran my hands through my untidy bronze colored hair, and I turned my bright green eyes away from him. Coming from Emmet, I knew that this was going to lead to way too much information that I did not need to know this early in the morning.

Emmet's laugh was thunderous. "Just because I have a sex life and you don't, doesn't mean I shouldn't not be able to tell my brother."

I grumbled something unintelligent and left before it could get any worse. I could still hear Emmet's laughter as I retreated back into my room to get ready for work. I could already tell that this was going to be another wonderful day.