I woke up the next morning so happy it was Saturday. Saturday meant I didn't have classes. Saturday meant I got to sleep in.

I rolled over and looked at my clock to see what time it was. 11:57 a.m.

That is why I loved Saturdays.

I would have loved to go back to sleep for even longer but my stomach was growling, so I dragged myself out of bed and into the kitchen.

"Hey!" I shouted. "Where is all the coffee?"

I knew someone had made coffee, since I had briefly woken up around 10:45 and smelled it brewing before rolling over and going back to sleep. Now the coffee pot was empty.

Seth came around the corner and into the kitchen, giving me a 'Are you serious?' look.

"It's noon, what do you mean 'where is the coffee'?" he answered.

"I mean, where is the coffee? I don't care that it's noon."

He just laughed and shook his head. "You know, for someone who grew up in a house with family who doesn't sleep, you sleep a hell of a lot."

I yawned and decided to grab a Monster energy drink from the fridge. I couldn't wait for the coffee to brew, I needed caffeine that much.

"I also practically grew up with Jake, who used to sleep for fourteen hours at a time."

"Yeah, after not sleeping for two nights because he was running patrol. Speaking of Jake, he's going to kill you for drinking his Monster."

I took a long swig of it. "No he won't, he loves me."

Seth just got this weird look on his face. "Whatever you say, Ness."

I walked back to my room and got out my laptop to check my e-mails. There was one from my Grandpa Charlie wondering how I was doing at college that I answered. I also told him to say hi to Sue for me, since they had gotten pretty close over the past few years. Everyone figured they would get engaged soon.

Afterwards, I showered then dried my hair. Jake was working today until 4 but we were going to go to a movie tonight. There was a new zombie movie out that actually looked good and not completely ridiculous.

I passed the rest of the afternoon studying for a biology test I had coming up the following week and catching up with a couple episodes of Lost that I had on DVD. While I was too young to enjoy the show while it was still on the air, I had heard Embry talking about it once and decided it sounded interesting so I rented the first season at Blockbuster. I was hooked from episode one and was currently on season three.

I heard Jake come in the apartment around 4:15 but I knew he would want to shower and change before we went out so I continued to watch Lost.

Around 5:30, Jake knocked on my door, telling me he was ready to go.

I grabbed my purse and slipped on my shoes, not heels this time, and opened up the door. As usual lately, I couldn't stop myself from noticing how attractive he looked. He was wearing a simple white t-shirt with a jacket over it and jeans, which would have looked normal on someone else (or maybe even Jake a few months ago), but now I almost couldn't stop myself from blatantly checking him out.

Instead I smiled at him and nodded. "Let's go."

I followed him outside and into his car.

"What time does the movie start?" he asked, backing out of the parking space.

"Six ten," I answered. I had looked up the movie times earlier in the day.

He nodded as he pulled out of the apartment complex and turned in the direction of the theater.

"How was work?" I asked.

"Good. Worked on bike for a ridiculously rich Stanford professor going through a mid-life crisis."

I laughed and shook my head. It seemed like half of the bikes he told me about were for someone going through a mid-life crisis.

He asked me what I did today and I told him about studying and catching up on Lost.

"I can tell you how it ends," he offered with a slight smirk. He knew I hated when people ruined the endings of movies or TV shows.

"I'll kill you," I threatened.

"I'd like to see you try."

"Actually no, I wouldn't kill you. I'd just drink all of your Monsters."

"Yeah, well it seems you've got a head start, I noticed one was missing."

"Hey!" I half-shouted, not wanting to be too loud in the car. "How do you know it wasn't Seth or Embry?"

"Because they don't drink them. They know I'd beat the crap out of them."

"Well, why wouldn't you beat the crap out of me?" I asked.

"Because you would get pissed at me and not talk to me. And you're my best friend and it would suck if you didn't talk to me. Plus, I would never want to hurt you, no matter you did."

"Why not?"

He sighed and looked at my briefly before turning his attention back to the road. "Because you're my best friend. You know that."

"Yeah, but Embry and Seth are your best friends, too. And you'd just said you'd beat the crap out of them."

"No, you're my best friend, Ness. Embry and Seth are really good friends, don't get me wrong, but you're the best."

"Aw, Jake, that's so sweet," I joked.

He let out a little laugh. "Shut up."

After playing around with radio for a few minutes, we had arrived at the movie theater. Since it was a Saturday, it was pretty crowded and we looked for a parking spot for a few minutes.

Once we had found a spot, we made our way to the ticket booth to buy our tickets.

"I got yours," Jake told me right before he stepped up to the window, which gave me no time to protest. I hated when he did stuff like that. I had access to the Cullen money yet he insisted on paying for things when we went out.

After he had gotten the tickets, we made our way to the concession line. I wasn't that hungry because I ate a late lunch since I woke up so late, but I was thirsty and Jake said he wanted some popcorn.

"You didn't have to pay for me, you know," I told him.

Jake just shrugged and otherwise ignored my comment. He always did when it came to this. I would make sure he had an extra twenty in his wallet by the morning.

I noticed a group of teenage guys, talking quite loudly in the line next to us. I looked over at them and one made eye contact and winked at me. I rolled my eyes and was going to just turn the other way to talk to Jake but before I could, he was on my other side, blocking the boys' view of me.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Oh please, Nessie, they were practically undressing you with their eyes."

"And you figured you had to step in and do something? Are guys not allowed to look at me?"

I don't know why I asked, since it's not like I cared. Recently, the only guy I wanted looking at me was Jake. I wanted him to undress me with his eyes, as he put it.

And the random, inappropriate thoughts return.

"If they're interested in you, they should come over and talk to you, not eye you like a piece of meat," he explained.

Their line moved forward but ours didn't, allowing me another glance at them. I guessed they were around fifteen.

"They look a little young for me," I half-joked. Since I was physically and mentally eighteen they were a little young for me. However, since I was really only eight, it made my statement slightly humorous.

Jake laughed before our line moved and he stepped up to the counter, ordering our concessions.

After we had gotten Jake's popcorn and our drinks, we made our way to the theater. We chose seats in the middle just as the previews started and the lights dimmed.

As we watched the movie, I found myself glancing at the couple that was sitting in front of us. The boy had his arm around the girl and she would lean in closer to him at the scarier parts. While I would curl up to Jake during movies at home, we never really touched much in public. I found myself wishing we did.

When we returned home from the movie, Jake said he was really tired since he went into work around 7:30 that morning and was going to bed. I told him goodnight and then went and made myself some dinner since I didn't get any popcorn at the movies.

I was kind of limited in what I could cook so I grabbed a pack of ramen and heated up some water on the stove. Growing up, Esme or my mom had always insisted on cooking for me. About a month before I went off to college, they had tried to give me a crash course in cooking but most of it hadn't stuck with me.

After the noodles had cooked for a few minutes, I poured them in a bowl and mixed the seasoning in. Embry then walked into the kitchen and grabbed a Coke out of the fridge.

"How was the movie?" he asked.

"It was pretty good. It was no Night of the Living Dead, but still good."

"Hard to beat the original."

I nodded and grabbed my bowl and a fork and sat down at the table.

"How's your family?" he asked. "Didn't you call them last night?"

I nodded and took a bite of my ramen. "They're good. I'll probably go up and see them during spring break."

"Yeah you guys were always really close. You probably miss them a lot, huh?"

I shrugged. "Of course I miss them, but being in a house of all vampires, it was hard to have any privacy about anything. Especially around my dad. It's definitely nice not having someone know all my thoughts."

He let out a little laugh. "Yeah I can see how that would be annoying. That was the only thing I hated about being a wolf. Zero privacy."

I nodded. "Do you miss everyone back in La Push?" I asked. He hadn't been back to La Push since we moved here last August. "Like your family and the rest of the pack."

"Of course," he answered. "But it's also pretty nice to be out on my own."

"You could have moved out on your own in La Push. Why did you decide to move here with me and Jake?"

He shrugged. "Jake asked me if I wanted to and I realized that I really just wanted to get out of there and try something completely different."

"Makes sense," I replied. "What about Seth?"

"What about Seth?"

I took another bite of my ramen before responding. "I mean, why did he move here with us?"

He shrugged again. "Leah was married. Sue is most likely going to marry Charlie. There wasn't really a pack anymore. I guess he just wanted his own life, too. Plus, I think the kid was hoping he'd imprint here since he'd pretty much seen all the girls in La Push and Forks."

"Imprint?" I asked.

Embry's eyes got really wide, like he realized he said something he shouldn't have. "Um, nothing."

"No, Embry, what's that mean?"

"Nothing, it's not important."

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, that's why you look so nervous."

"Seriously, Ness," he said as he stood up from the table. "It's nothing."

He walked out of the kitchen and took his drink with him. I finished my ramen before heading off to my room.

I tried to forget what Embry had said, but I just got the feeling he wasn't telling me something. I decided to Google "imprint", hoping it would answer my question. All that came up was stuff about how animals realized who their mothers were or about genetic imprinting.

Obviously not what Embry was talking about.

I don't know why I was so curious about it. It was just nagging me, not letting me forget. It was like my mind just wouldn't let it go.

I honestly even considered calling my parents to see if they knew what it was, but then decided I was being ridiculous. I could ask Embry more about it tomorrow.

After watching two more episodes of Lost, I was getting sleepy. I went into the kitchen to get a glass of water before heading to bed. I heard someone watching TV in the living room and decided to go tell whoever it was goodnight.

I rounded the corner to see Jake sitting on the couch.

"I thought you went to bed," I said as I sat down next to him.

"Yeah I did but I couldn't sleep," he replied.

I nodded and took a sip of my water. I figured Jake might know what imprint meant and decided to ask him. Once again, I didn't know why it was bothering me so much, but I just couldn't let it go.

"Jake?" I asked.

"Yeah, Nessie?"

"What does imprint mean?"

A/N: Ok, quick question. Would guys rather me alternate between Nessie's POV and Jake's POV in this story, or have a seperate story that is all Jake's POV (maybe not his POV chapter by chapter, but I'd retell the important ones)? Or do you not even want his POV at all? You can mention your preference in a review or just send me a PM.

Once again, thanks for reading! :)