Disclaimer: I still don't own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does and, let me tell you, I've never been so jealous of anyone… ever. XD Oh and the songs, yeah, not mine. None of them. Credit for Dirty Little Secret goes to All-American Rejects and credit for Born for This goes to Paramore.

As we pulled into the full parking lot of La Push High, I noticed all the Cullens were already there. Figures they'd beat us there with their maniac driving. My pulse was fast with excitement as Seth came around to open my door and lift me out of the car. My first prom! I could hardly believe it. I could live through Alice's torture if it meant being able to do this with people I love so much at my side. I took Seth's outstretched hand and allowed myself to be lifted out of the car. The second I stepped out, a camera flashed. I groaned. Not again.

"I'll take it once more," Emmett said with a goofy smile on his face. He was in a simple tux and Rosalie—looking beautiful as ever—was at his side. "And smile this time. It's for the yearbook."

I sighed and gave him the best sarcastic smile I could manage. Emmett snapped the picture again and sighed as he looked at the result.

"Ha, Esme's gonna love this," he said.

"Emmett!" I complained. "You said that was for the yearbook!"

"I lied," he shrugged. Emmett smiled again and opened the doors for us.

The inside of the gym looked amazing. The disco ball added a nice effect. It wasn't very difficult to spot the Cullens. They were dancing in the middle of the crowd, the dim light reflecting off their skin. Edward and Bella danced gracefully as if they were Cinderella and Prince Charming. Alice and Jasper were just as graceful, though not as flamboyant. Jacob and Leah swayed from side to side, smiling and laughing. Emmett and Rosalie were already making their way through the crowd, both ignoring the envious whispers of male and female alike.

"May I have this dance?" Seth asked politely, bowing. He stretched out his hand and straightened up when I took it. I wasn't exactly uncoordinated; I just had absolutely no clue how to dance. Seth, however, seemed to know what he was doing. We danced around in the small circle that seemed to have formed around the Cullens until a frantic looking Ali came running up to Alice.

"Alice, Alice!" she said, clearly out of breath. "This is terrible! The band we booked is here, but their lead singer is with laryngitis! What do we do?"

Alice—head of the prom committee—looked over at me.

"Jasmine will sing," she said.

"What?" I asked, involuntarily tearing my eyes away from Seth's to glare at Alice.

"Please, Jazzy!" Alice pleaded. "Please, please, please, oh please!"

"Not. A. Chance." I made each word a sentence, powerfully pronounced. I was not going to get up in front of the entire student body and sing! Like I said, not a chance!

"But, please!" Alice said again. "The prom will be ruined if you don't do this! No one else can! Please, Jasmine, please!" To any human, her eyes might have looked sad and pleading. To me, they looked like the eyes of a psychic vampire who knew that this argument was going to end in her favor. I sighed. There was no use fighting Alice when she'd already won.

"All right," I grumbled.

Alice squealed. "The stage is this way!" she exclaimed, pulling me toward my death. I looked back at Seth and saw he was laughing. When he noticed I was looking, he blew a kiss at me. I grimaced in return.

"Good luck," he mouthed.

Alice pulled me up the four steps to get onto the stage. Once there, she positioned the microphone in front of me before pushing me back and leaning into it to make an announcement.

"Student of La Push High," she said into the microphone. "There's been a slight change of plans for tonight's entertainment. One of our own students will perform tonight with Broken Wings. Please put your hands together for Jasmine Isabella Cullen." Alice clapped her hands softly as applause erupted from the entire room. I inhaled deeply and mentally prepared myself for what I was about to do.

"Good luck," Alice whispered as she swept past me.

"You can start at any time," the guitarist whispered to me. "We can easily follow even if we don't know the song."

I gulped and nodded sheepishly. I was going to kill Alice for this later. I searched through my head for a song—any song—to sing. I finally decided on one I'd barely written. It was upbeat and perfect for the time and place.

"I almost forgot," Alice said, making her way through the crowd and up to me. "You'll need this."

She handed me my electric guitar. Suddenly, it all clicked together. Alice had seen this coming. Therefore, I was absolutely positive that I was the only one who didn't know. Again. Alice's lips turned down in a grimace as she scrutinized my face. She fell back into the crowd as I flung the strap over my shoulder. I inhaled deeply and closed my eyes before starting to play. The band followed my lead perfectly, and not twenty seconds had passed before it was time for me to sing.

"Let me know that I've done wrong

When I've known this all along

I go around a time or two

Just to waste my time with you

"Tell me all that you've thrown away

Find out games you don't wanna play

You are the only one that needs to know

"I'll keep you my dirty little secret

Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret

Hope that you can keep it

My dirty little secret"

My heart was racing, the blood pounded behind my ears making it impossible to hear almost anything, and yet I knew they were cheering. Cheering for me, nonetheless. The Cullens, Leah, Jacob, and—cue the flipping of my heart—Seth were standing in a far corner of the room, whispering to each other and cheering my name. Alice and Jasper looked like proud parents—and, no, I never got over calling them that, even though they were physically only a few years older than me—beaming with delight. Seth caught my eye, smiling, and for a second, I almost forgot to keep singing.

"Who has to know?

When we live such fragile lives

It's the best way we survive

I go around a time or two

Just to waste my time with you

"Tell me all that you've thrown away

Find out games you don't wanna play

You are the only one that needs to know

"I'll keep you my dirty little secret

Don't tell anyone or you'll be just another regret

Hope that you can keep it

My dirty little secret"

I couldn't believe the rate my heart was racing at. I caught sight of Jade and Ali in the back with the Cullens and their dates, both looking surprised that I—of all people—could do this. To say the truth, I was just as surprised, if not more, than they were. Little me, the girl that was only noticed because of the people she associated with. And here I was, getting myself noticed. Amazing.

I flowed through the rest of the song as well as I could manage. The student body exploded into applause and chanted for more. I laughed nervously, leaned my head forward, and tucked a lock of my hair behind my ear as my lips formed an anxious smile.

"What do you say, Angel in a Blender?" the guitarist asked me, giving me a nickname that was as accurate as you could get. Such a coincidence that he should call me the same thing I'd called myself that one time. "Should we give them another song?"

I bit my lip and looked to the back of the room. All the Cullens, Seth, Leah, Jacob, Ali, and Jade nodded in encouragement. I inhaled sharply and nodded stiffly.

"All right then," the guitarist said. "Let's do this."

My heart raced as I started playing my guitar and singing again. The lyrics to the first song I'd ever written, Born for This, danced out of my mouth.

Three songs later, I was still going strong. My voice was better than usual, but I think that might've been the adrenaline. When the fifth song played its last beat, the room exploded into applause and I almost collapsed on the stage.

"I think that would be enough for one night," I heard Seth say. I turned to my right and saw him standing there, smiling, with one hand extended to me.

"That is enough for one night," I agreed, taking a step toward him.

"No problem," Matt, the guitarist, said understandingly. "Let's wrap it up, guys."

I left with Seth and we danced our way over to the back of the room where my eager friends and family were waiting.

"You were amazing!" Rosalie said.

"Absolutely remarkable," Jade chimed in.

"Didn't think you had it in ya, Jazzy," Emmett said, giving me a light punch on the shoulder.

"You've never sung better!"

"How did it feel?"

"Were you nervous?"

"That is so going in the yearbook."

"All right, all right," Alice said once she'd decided that they'd gotten too out of hand. "I think she wants to enjoy the prom like a normal person now, don't you think?"

My friends and family grumbled playfully before dispersing themselves. Alice stayed with us and Jasper didn't look like he was going anywhere without her. Alice wrapped her cold arms around me and pecked my cheek.

"You were great," she said before taking Jasper's hand and twirling away.

"So perky," I muttered as I turned to face Seth again.

"That's Alice," he chuckled as we started dancing to the currently playing song. Fall for You by Secondhand Serenade, one of my favorites. "I figured you'd be used to it after all this time."

"So did I," I said.

We were dancing in the middle of the crowd by now and out of the corner of my eyes, I caught glimpses of Ali and Max staring into each other's eyes as they danced and Jade—oh my gosh—getting her first kiss. I'd need to congratulate her on that. Jacob and Leah moved in a small square, talking and laughing. I was glad they were having a good time. Several guys made attempts to brush Bella, Alice, and Rosalie's arms or sides, but all they received was a death glare from the girls' husbands. I saw Embry staring adoringly at a small, red headed girl who was evidently blushing. Sandra Tilling. The name suited her.

"Scoping the room?" Seth asked, following my eyes.

"Just a little," I admitted, turning my head up to look into his eyes. They swelled with love and kindness. I couldn't imagine ever losing him. His hand which was on the small of my back drew me closer to him, if that was possible.

"I just wanted to let you know," I whispered, "that loving you was the easiest thing I've ever done."

"I bet I had it easier," he challenged.

"I don't even think the imprinting could beat me. After that first day, I talked to Alice about it. I liked you more than I thought I should've, I just felt so safe around you. It wasn't very long before you had me under your spell."

"Funny," he chuckled. "I could say the same about you."

I laid my head on his chest and wrapped my arms tightly and securely around him.

"So, what are we doing next year?" I asked.

"Not sure what you mean, Jazzy."

"College," I clarified.

"Didn't you tell me you got accepted into Harvard?"

I nodded. "But I was mostly wondering what you were doing next year."

Seth shrugged. "I got accepted into Stanford and the University of Alaska, but not Harvard."

"Stanford, you say? I might've sworn I got an acceptance from them this morning."

"Yeah," he agreed. "But, really, Jasmine, you have the opportunity to go to Harvard Law. Didn't you always say that was your dream place to study?"

"I did," I admitted. "But I'd much rather be with you. Harvard can wait."

"Are you sure?" he asked. "This could be a once in a lifetime opportunity for you."

"If I remember correctly, won't we have a second life to live?"

"Because one lifetime isn't long enough to live for you, is it?" he joked.

"No it's not. One lifetime isn't enough time to spend with you, and I'd like to do that as much as possible."

"As do I."

"Anyways," I started. "I think we'll like Stanford. It's one of the leading schools in the country, you know."

"Or we could always still bet on Harvard," he murmured.

"No we can't," I argued. "I won't go if you don't."

"I sent in an admission letter," he said. "I haven't gotten a response yet."

"Hmm. I guess maybe we can still bet on Harvard. You think Alice would be willing to…?"

"Maybe," he grinned, "if you ask her politely."

"I'll try that when we get home," I decided. "And by the way, have you caught a glimpse of your sister tonight?"

"Other than at the Cullens's house, no." Seth looked above the crowd, trying to find Leah. When he did, his jaw dropped and his eyes became wide. "Oh my God…"

"What?" I asked.

Seth chuckled. "I don't think Leah is having any trouble keeping her mouth busy, I'll tell you that much."

I gasped. "No way! Jake and Leah they… they… they…" I couldn't exactly continue. "Oh my God. What's gonna happen when Nessie…" I let the sentence trail off.

"My sister will probably go into another 'everyone's a jerk' stage again. I blame her this time, though. She should think things like this through."

"Jake should've thought it through, too," I murmured.

"I'm sure Jake did. He's probably just taking his own advice now; he'd been talking about doing that."

"What do you mean?"

"Jake told Quil a while back that maybe he should start dating again while Claire… matured."

"Oh," I said. "How is Claire?" I decided to ask. "I haven't seen her since she started kindergarten." I'd met Claire during one of my trips to the Reservation. She was like the little sister I'd always wanted. Sure, I had my share of older sisters that I loved, but I'd liked the feeling of being the 'grown-up.' I babysat her when Quil couldn't and we'd grown really close. When she started school, though, Quil and her parents suddenly became much more available and my services were no longer needed.

"She's been doing well, actually. She's growing really fast. And, Quil tells me she's been asking for you."

"Really?" I asked. "I should probably go visit one of these days. Could we go next week, maybe? After graduation?"

"That sounds good," he said. The lights in the room dimmed as Lifehouse's Hanging by a Moment started playing at a relatively low volume. Seth spun, dipped and twirled me around the dance floor. Somehow, we ended up outside.

"How does a ride sound right now?" Seth asked me. I bit my lip. I wanted so bad to feel the wind whipping at my skin, running through the trees with Seth. But Alice would probably kill me if anything happened to the dress… Oh well.

"Sounds perfect," I resolved.

"Great," he said. Seth turned around and started walking toward the side of the building. "I'll be right back," he said over his shoulder. As I waited patiently for his return, I sat down on the steps I'd been standing on, put my chin in my hands, and let my mind do what it wanted. The door behind me opened and I was snapped out of my slowly coming fantasies.

"Embry?" I asked, looking back at the door. I contemplated taking off my heels to use as protection if I needed to, but then I remember the imprinting and all feeling of danger escaped me.

"Hi, Jasmine," he said. "I thought I'd find you out here."

"You ditched your date to come find me?"

"She started talking to some girls in there and I decided to come find you to, you know, apologize."

"Embry, didn't you already apologize?"

"Yeah, but not in person. This kind of thing needs to be addressed personally. Look, I can't even say how sorry I am about what happened. I'm not used to being rejected, and I got mad. I should've never done what I did and I really hope that we can still be friends?" He said the last sentence as more of a question than a statement.

"Embry, I already told you, we're okay. And Sandra seems like a pretty cool person. I'm happy for you."

"Thanks, Jasmine, because I really, really—"

A low growl cut him off. I turned behind me to see a large, sandy wolf tensed and ready to pounce.

"Seth, Seth," I started, "it's okay. He just wanted to apologize in person. It's okay," I repeated, trying to ease him.

Seth's crouched position evaporated, but I could tell he was still wary. I walked over to him and scratched behind his ear in comfort.

"That's a good dog," I whispered teasingly.

"I… should probably be getting back to Sandra," Embry muttered before going back inside and leaving Seth and me alone.

I very carefully climbed into Seth's back and fastened my arms around his neck. He turned his head back to me, his eyes asking me if I was ready. I ran my hand down the side of his face and smiled in response. He nudged my hand with his nose before facing forward again and starting to run. He went slower at first, but his legs started moving at full speed once we hit the forest.

I clutched onto the fur of his neck tighter and tighter with every second that passed. I looked down at the swiftly passing ground and noticed something black bouncing against Seth's back leg. His tux, perhaps? Huh, I guess that made sense. The reminder of clothes made me freeze. Please, oh please, don't tell me that anything has happened to the dress or—heaven forbid—the shoes. Alice would have me murdered. But first, she'd make me pay for the garment, of course. With one eye closed and the other reluctantly opened, I looked back at the skirt of my dress. It was—thank God—unharmed and still clean. That gave me more confidence to look down at the shoes. Some mud splattered them, but nothing a damp washcloth couldn't fix. I sighed in relief, my breath immediately catching in my throat. We'd been going faster than I thought.

Seth's pace slowed eventually as I started to see an opening in the trees. I tucked my head down into his neck to keep my head from colliding with any branches. The opening became visibly larger as we approached it, and I could clearly see the sun setting beyond my favorite spot in the world aside from Seth's arms—our cliff.

"Is that where we're going?" I whispered, slowly extending one finger to point to the cliff while my other hand still clutched onto him. Seth barked and smiled a wolfy smile, letting me know that his answer was yes. I smiled back and wrapped my other arm around his neck again as more of an embrace than a hold for dear life. When we finally emerged from the trees, Seth came to a full stop. The sky was streaked with pinks, yellows, and oranges. It looked beautiful. Waves crashed against the rocks and a single dolphin jumped at the horizon. It was just like one of those scenes from a romance movie: the view would be a lot more amazing if you didn't have the most amazing person in the world standing at your side.

Seth disappeared into the trees for a moment again to phase back to human. My arms floated to my sides, I closed my eyes, and felt my skirt billow around me. I only noticed Seth's return when his warm arms wrapped around me. His chin rested on my shoulder. I turned my head to one side, parted my lips slightly, and with my eyes still closed, lifted my arms out to the side and pretended that angel wings were attached to them, giving me the ability to fly anywhere—anywhere Seth would go with me, anyway. I wouldn't go anywhere without him at this point.

"I love you so much," he whispered to me. And before I could respond by telling him I loved him too, he continued. "And that is why I have to do this now."

I turned around and tilted my head to the side, not sure of what he meant. I finally understood what was going on when he got down on one knee and pulled a small, black velvet box out of his right pocket. Even though I was isolated from basically all of society for my first sixteen years of living, I knew what this meant. I'd always known what it meant. I'd seen it once when I'd been walking behind the headmistress in the streets, holding her parasol. I'd been moved to tears when the happy woman exclaimed yes as loud as she could and threw her arms around her now-fiancé's neck.

"Stop crying and start walking!" the headmistress had exclaimed. "What are you even good for, Burn?" Yes, even she'd picked up on the ridiculous nickname.

By the time Seth's mouth was open to speak, my eyes were filled to the brim with tears.

"Jasmine," he sighed, "I love you so much more than my own life. You are unspoiled perfection and your heart is the purest of all. You're beauty is unmatchable, inside and out. We're still young, I understand that, and I don't expect this to happen right away. I'll wait years if that's what it takes. I'll make you mine after we graduate from college, if that's what you like, as long as I will make you mine. I have never loved anyone of anything so much as I do you. Jasmine Isabella Cullen, on the spot I first told you how I felt about you, I ask for your hand in marriage. Please, will you marry me?"

His hand carefully flipped the box open and revealed the most beautiful ring I'd ever seen. But I didn't care about the ring; all I cared about was the question he'd just asked me. I couldn't hold back the tears any longer. They rolled slowly down my cheeks. I reached out and put my hand to his cheek.

"There is nothing I would love more than to do so," I whispered. Then, a bit louder, "Yes, Seth I'll marry you."

He smiled up at me and his finger pulled the ring out of its box. Carefully, he slid it onto my finger before standing up, picking me up by the waist, and swirled me around. When he put me on my feet, we kissed a kiss unlike any other we'd ever had. My arms wrapped tightly around his neck, showing him that I never wanted to let him go. And as I lived through one of the happiest moments of my life, somewhere, a pixie-like vampire squealed and almost squeezed the already gone life out of her husband's hand.


Author's Note: Yeah... Sorry for the wait, guys. I got caught up in like a million other stuffs. Again, sorry! And, ahem, for that last part, SURPRISE! :D I originally wasn't going to make the engagement itself happen this soon in the story, but after some persuasion from Nayeli (-winkwink- -nudgenudge-) I ended up throwing this on you. ^_^ Again, Nana, if you're reading this, remember what I said over the phone: If I get screwed over cuzza this, I blame you, m'k? K. :D All right, I'm done now. ^^

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