Hey I'm sooooooooo sorry for the lateness and waiting for the updates.

BTW I edited this authors note for any younger readers or people who oppose coarse language, haha ;)

My first reason of my absence and non-updating: Grounded from the computer for a week. I know, how dare I? But it was because I read a lot of fanfics, and my mum got kinda sick of it. :S

Second reason: I just moved house, and so you know what that means…..unplugging the internet (NOOOOOO! :'( )

Third reason: Because the internet companies are COMPLETE BLEEPS! and are BLEEPING STUPID!, my internet, more than 2 weeks after I got my laptop back, still wasn't up and running. I blame Telstra….stupid bleeping bleeps who can't bleeping do a simple bleeping piece of bleep job….. See all the editing?

Aaaaaaanyway on with the chapter, haha :D

Oh my god I'm so nervous. What do I say? Should I act shocked when he tells me he imprinted? Should I tell him I already know? Should I tell him of me?

6 billion things were running through my mind at once, none making any sense at all.

"Oh. My. Freaking. God. He's here!" Lisa screamed, clapping her hands excitedly.

"And on time too. He's a keeper Ange." Echo winked. I couldn't help but laugh; Echo watches waaaaay too many romantic comedies.

"Lets GO! Lets GO!" Lisa dramatically hushed us out of the room, pushing us that little bit faster than we were already going.

"Wait! I'll be right back." Lisa scurried up the stairs, leaving me to deal with the bouncing ball of energy called Lisa.

"Ok, so you know the basics? Nothing past second base on the first date. No tramp stamps. Don't let him ignore you. The minute you notice something off about him, leave him with the check and ditch. Clothes are a big influence on first impressions, so if they're bad, leave. If he has bad breath or teeth, leave. If he likes regae, leave. If he gets handsy-"

I interupted her before she went any further, "Ok ok ok ok I get it. Calm down. This is my date, not yours. Besides, he's not like that." I smiled. Wow, he's only at the door and I'm already thinking so highly of him? Stupid imprinting…..

At that, Echo came literally flying down the stairs, an green clutch purse in hand.

"Wait, you'll need thi-OOF!" Echo triped on her own feet, sending her tumbling down the last 5 steps in a hilarious manner. Lisa and I were in tears, laughing so hard that Jacob would be wondering what the hell was happening on the other side of the door.

"You-gotta-watch-where-your-ahaha-going-aahahahaha" I stammered between laughs, failing at my attempts to breathe properly.

"Shut up guys, that actually hurt." Echo frowned, straightening herself up and brushing the dirt off her shirt.

"Sorry, ahaha, it's just that it was so funny, ahahahaha." Lisa chuckled, cathing her breath.

"Yeah, well…..screw you." Echo huffed, not able to think of a comeback.

"Uh, is everything ok in there?" Jacob asked awkwardly through the door. We all immediately stopped laughing, looking at each other in a mixture of shock, embarrassment, and realisation.

"Um, yeah, sure! Everythings fine!" Lisa was panicking, frantically pushing Echo back up the stairs and silently signaling me to open the door with angry faces.

With one tough, yet encouraging glance from Lisa at the top of the stairs (who was hiding behind the hallway wall), I turned around and opened the door.

Jake was wearing a whited button up shirt (the top 3 undone. So hot!), a black leather bikers jacket, dark blue denim jeans, and had a single purple orchid in hand. I was awstruck by how good he looked.

Is that Angela? It is! That. Is. Angela. Freaking. Webber. Haha, no way. I don't believe it. She looks amazing! Not that she didn't before though…..Jacob thought.

"Hey, uh, I got this for you. I know flowers are cliché, but I wanted to do it anyway." He smiled nervously, handing me the orchid.

"Thank you. I love it." I smiled.

"Oh and uh, I have this for you too." He pulled a motorbike helmet from behind his back, handing it to me, "Safety first." He winked.

"What are we waiting for then?" I attempted to flirt, probably looking like a dooshe.

"My question indeed." Jacob smiled.

~*~JACOB POV~*~

Should I knock just three times? Or maybe more? Is she here? Is she ready? Did she change her mind about me? Uuuugh this is so frustrating! Why can't I get anything right! Ok, um, shit. I'm at her door. What do I do? Knock. Just knock. Go on, do it. Its not that hard. Just tap the door. Go on Jakey, down be a whimp, this is your imprint were talking about here! Ok here I go. I'm gonna knock.

Knocking in progress.

My hand will come in contact with the wood of the door.

Right n….now!

No, wait, n…now! Uugh! Why can't I do this! Stupid! Stupid! Jacob!

I hate me right now. I've been defeating fraking vampires and rogue werewolves (the real kind) for like what? 25 years now? And I cant even knock on a door. Pathetic. Absolutely. Pathetic.

I can hear them up stairs, all 3 of them. They're gonna get suspicious if I don't knock soon. Maybe I could tell them I'm not the knocking type? Nah no one would buy it. I have to knock, whether I want to or not. Ok. Here I go. 1.….2.…3!KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

I let go a breath I hadn't realised to be holding. I did it! YES! Way to go Jakey! Oh shit, now they're coming. I'm nervous. What do I do? Remember what the guys told you….

Be sexy, make her want you.

Shut up Quil! yYou know nothing about girls.

Says who? Mr smarty-pants-Embry! You only imprinted 2 years ago!

At least my imprint wasn't in diapers!

Oh now you've gone too far!

*RRRIPPP!*

Oh, so now you go all wolf on me. Very mature, Quil.

Hmm…..maybe they aren't the best people for advice….

Looks like I'm winging it.

"Ok, so you know the basics? Nothing past second base on the first date. No tramp stamps. Don't let him ignore you. The minute you notice something off about him, leave him with the check and ditch. Clothes are a big influence on first impressions, so if they're bad, leave. If he has bad breath or teeth, leave. If he likes regae, leave. If he gets handsy-"

"Ok ok ok ok I get it. Calm down. This is my date, not yours. Besides, he's not like that."

It was relaxing to hear Anglea's voice, soothing to the core. She was so modest and kind. It was hard trying to not listen to what was happening inside the house, considering I was close enough to hear their heartbeats like bass drums.

Loud and thumping footsteps invaded my ears, which sounded like they were running down a flight of stairs inside.

"Wait, you'll need thi-OOF!"

A loud crash echoed through the house, and what ever it was, made Angela and the other girl start bursting into fits of laughter. What was going on? Did that girl trip down the stairs? That would be pretty funny though…..

"You-gotta-watch-where-your-ahaha-going-aahahahaha" Angela strugged to speak.

"Shut up guys, that actually hurt." The girl now sounding like she was on the floor retorted.

"Sorry, ahaha, it's just that it was so funny, ahahahaha." The other chuckled breathlessly.

"Yeah, well, screw you." The other huffed.

Wait? Was the girl hurt? Did she even fall? What was going on?

"Uh, is everything ok in there?" I asked hesitantly through the door.

"Um, yeah, sure! Everythings fine!" A voice shouted back, scurrying around the doorway and up the stairs.

Okay…..?

After a brief moment of silence, the door knob turned and revealed the most gorgeous woman I had ever seen. Imprint or not.

Ok, breathe. Give her the flower. And then speak.

Wait? Is that Angela? It is! That's. Angela. Freaking. Webber? Haha, no way. I don't believe it. She looks amazing! Not that she didn't before though…..

"Hey, uh, I got this for you. I know flowers are cliché, but I wanted to do it anyway." I smiled nervously.

"Thank you. I love it." She replied.

"Oh and uh, I have this for you too." I pulled out the hand I had hidden behind my back and revealed a motorbike helmet. Since the Rabbit died, I've never bothered with fixing up cars again. Motorbikes are more fun, and they bring people together. Whether they were meant to be….or not. I inwardly sighed. The pain still hits.

"What are we waiting for then?" Angela smiled, trying to come off as flirty. She is so cute when she does that. Hmm, maybe I'll try to flirt back…..? Just for fun. ;)

"My question indeed."

I held Angela's hand as we walked over to my custom (and self) made motorcycle parked on the curb. The snow was ice cold, but neither of us seemed to be phased by it as we trudged through the thick layer covering the drive way. Her hand was so warm, warmer than the typical humans, but not as hot as ours. Hmm? Maybe she's just like that.

I couldn't help but feel her slightly stiffen for a brief second, but she let it go almost as quickly as it came. I'd have to ponder on why that was later on…

Aah my bike. My pride and joy. Well, not now that Angela is here (imprints out-weigh everything). But none the less, the bike is special to me.

"Do you want help to hop on?" I asked politely.

"No, I think I've got it." She smiled confidently.

"Ok then." I chuckled cockily, making her punch my arm. Ouch! That….hurt?

"Shut up Mr I-think-girls-are-whimps-and-am-stereotypical. I am completely capable of looking after myself." She snapped back playfully.

"You ready to go to a bonfire? Most people don't like those." I replied, just as playful.

"Bring it." She smiled arrogantly. Oooo I think I'm gonna like this girl.

I started the engine as she straddled the back of the bike, her only just managing to fit on due to my size. Once she comfortably wrapped her arms around my chest, we were off.

The loud roar of the motorcycle slicing through the dead silence of the snow-white town. The wind rushing past us like it was set in slow motion. The feeling of being whole as the one I love was wrapped around me. I love everything about this experience.

The ride was ending all too quickly as we came to the back streets on which the pack and I reside. How about I take a detour? Buy some time? Nah, the guys would get suspicious. When they want to know something, they will do what ever it takes to find it out. Poor Collin, trying to see if the Volturi could be friendly to a wolf-shapeshifting human by going to Italy and finding out (Not, a good thing to do, kids. Not. At. All.)…

I pulled into the snow-swept driveway of Sam's house, sliding Angela then me off the bike.

"This is Sam, my brother's house. We all hang around here a lot, it's kinda the go-to house. Sam's wife Emily cooks the best food." I laughed as I led her down the stepping-stone pathway to the front door. I needn't tell her of what happened to Emily's face, since it had healed already. Sam and that vamp doctor Carlisle put some of our wolf blood in her and it healed her up. Plus she is doesn't age now like us, but only as long as Sam is alive and she can't phase into wolf. Sam was the one to give the blood, and strangely enough, every injury Sam gets, Emily magically gets the think it's a little weird, but have gotten used to it over the years.

"Oh really? I'm starving!" Angela replied excitedly.

"Hey guys! I'm here!" I called out into the house, alerting the others to be on their best behaviour. (I had a chat with everyone before I left, you know, just in case).

"Yo Jakey! It's about time. We wanna eat already!" Paul bellowed through the house.

"Lets go." I whispered to Angela, giving her an encouraging smile and lightly tugging her to the kitchen.

"Ah, so this is the lovely Angela I've heard so much about." Emily laughed, putting down a plate of hamburgers to give Angela a hug, "Jake hasn't shut up all afternoon."

"Well, that is quite flattering." Ange chuckled awkwardly, blushing a little.

"Come on. Meet the rest of the bunch." Emily insisted, picking up the plate again.

Emily lead Angela through the back door next to the kitchen to the backyard. 2 large tables had been set up with 10 chairs each to seat everybody and their imprints.

"Angela, meet the guys. We have Jared, Quil, Brady, Aron, and Collin at this table with their partners Kim, Claire, Laura, Sofia, and Jesse." Emily pointed to everyone one by one, each person giving a polite smile and wave back. "Now at this table, we have Seth and his wife Ashley, Leah and her husband Keegan, me and my husband Sam, and Paul and his wife Rachel." She smiled.

"Wow, um, that's a lot of names to take in." Angela laughed.

"Yeah, but you get used to it." Emily shrugged.

"Em, can we eat now? Pleaaaaaaaaaase." Quil whined.

"Since everyone is here, there's nothing stopping you." Emily granted. In a split second, everyone had left their seats and made way to the food table on the left of us.

"Just so you know, we eat a lot. So don't get freaked out about it." I smiled at Angela, winking.

"Oh don't worry, very little freaks me out. I've seen weirder, trust me." She laughed.

What does she mean by weirder? This girl seems to have a few hidden things about her. Like how she hasn't said anything about me not aging since high school. Or the fact that she hasn't either!

What is she hiding?

No matter, I'm going to find out.

Ok just so you know, the made up pairings are:

Brady-Laura

Aron-Sofia

Collin-Jesse

(Aron 'went wolf' around 6 months after Nessie was born because of rogue vampires :D)

Writing the next chapter as we speak,

Shady xo