Okay so I forgot to mention that this story takes place in Eclipse. I will also try to update at least every two days.

Disclaimer- I do not own Twilight, it all belongs to Stephanie Meyer

When I woke up in the morning I felt excited. I was going to the beach today! I looked over at the alarm clock on my nightstand and seen that it read 10 o'clock, perfect time for me to get up in the morning. I was most definitely not a morning person. I wasn't mean or anything,I just was usually not in a good mind-state until at least 9 o'clock.

"Maw-Maw?", I called walking down the stairs. I looked in the kitchen and seen a note from her laying on the counter.

Dear Angelica,

I won't be home until six this evening. I work Monday through Friday's from nine to six. The fridge is filled with food for when you're hungry, and I stocked up with Hershey's Chocolate. I also got you pop-tarts and bagels with honey-nut cream cheese, I know how you love to eat those for breakfast.

Love you,

Maw-Maw

I smiled knowing that she remembered my obsession with chocolate milk and pop-tarts. I suppose the bagels were her way of getting me to eat healthy, not that I minded, I liked bagels too.

"Well I suppose I'll eat and then go to the beach", I mumbled, talking to absolutely no one.

After a delicious breakfast of chocolate chip cookie pop-tarts and chocolate milk, I went upstairs to get ready for the beach. It was a bit nippy out so I decided on putting on some skinny jeans with just a black Nike hoodie, and a pair of my black combat boots. I put my hair into a hair into a braid, knowing that I couldn't do anything to it without wetting it first.

Going into the garage, I smiled. Sitting there in all its glory was my Paw-Paw's truck. I remembered all the times him taking my dad and I fishing. My grandpa died from heart failure. He was a healthy man but the doctors say it was hereditary and there wasn't much we could do.

When I pulled up to the beach I felt a pull. Not knowing what it was, I ignored it. Walking along the beach I picked a spot farther away from the water and put my blanket down, sitting. I smile while just watching the water and knowing my dad loved the beach too. No matter how many years pass I still feel sad knowing he is not here with me anymore.

My dad died in a car crash while picking me up from a ballet recital. We were laughing and talking like we usually do then all of a sudden a semi started swerving, knocking us from the road and into the trees. I survived by my dad died on impact, since he put his body in front of mine when he seen what was coming. I lived but messed up my knee and have a scar running from the bottom of my left breast and to the end of my hip bone. I haven't danced since, my knee not allowing me.

Smiling still from the memories of my dad and his laugh, I felt something hard hit my face.

"Son of a bitch", I groaned, holding my nose. I looked down and seen blood.

"Oh shit I'm sorry, are you okay?", I heard a deep, husky voice ask.

"It's fine, I'm sure you didn't do it on purpose", I said standing up.

When I looked up I seen a huge, russet skinned man standing over me. He was tall, at least 6'5, and was utterly beautiful. He had cropped hair that was looking a little shaggy, but still looked good. He had a very muscular build, and I do mean muscular. I could only imagine being hit by him. He also had a strong jawbone and nose. Looking up further my emerald green eyes met with beautiful dark brown ones, almost black. I gasped when I felt it. It felt like something warm went into my soul and completed it. I didn't even realize I had been incomplete until that moment.

I noticed that the man was looking at me in complete and other adoration, making me blush. Then all of a sudden he looked angry, but his anger didn't seem directed towards me.

"You're hurt", he said touching my nose lightly, concern covering his voice.

"It's okay really, it's not broken. I'm sure you didn't mean to throw the ball at m", I said softly, for some reason not wanting him upset.

"Jake, what the hell is taking so long?", a voice sounded from behind him.

"Shut the fuck Paul, I'll be there when I'm done", he practically growled out. He then grabbed my face gently, his whole demeanor changing while addressing me.

"It's still bleeding a little, do you have any tissue?", he asked me, speaking softly.

"Yes its in my bag", I said getting ready to grab it. Shaking his head he grabbed my hand gently and grabbed the bag instead. Looking in it for a second he grabbed out the small package of tissues. Opening them he grabbed some and gently put it to my nose.

"Tilt your head back so I can get all the blood off, okay princess?", he asked making me blush. Nodding my head I did as I was told and he gently cleaned off all the blood and got it to stop bleeding. Putting all the bloodied tissues into a clean one he put it in his back pocket.

"I'm so sorry I hurt you", he said looking at me with puppy eyes.

I laughed. "It's okay, really, I'm the one who should apologize for you cleaning up my blood", I said feeling my face heat up usually made me feel more nervous, but for some reason around him I couldn't seem to get as embarrassed as usual.

"It's fine, I don't mind blood...well actually just your blood. I didn't want you hurt. I'm Jacob by the way, Jacob Black", he said smiling down to me.

My heart swelled when he said he didn't want me hurt. I don't know why but what he said made me happy. I liked him only being comfortable touching me and not wanting me hurt. I shook my head mentally scowling. I was being stupid, I had just met him!

"I'm Angelica", I said speaking softly. He beamed when he heard me say my name. I smiled when I seen him smile. I liked that smile and I wanted it to stay on his face. I always wanted him to be happy.

"Angelica, my angel", he whispered so low I'm not sure if I heard him. Either way I put my head down and blushed. God, what was wrong with me? I may be shy, but I hardly ever blush!

All of a sudden I felt a finger under my chin pushing my head back up. My eyes met his almost black ones once more. Looking into his eyes, I realized I didn't need to understand the feelings I had for him. I wanted to be with him, not matter how fast this was. Looking at him I smiled, causing him to smile. That's how we stood for what felt like hours but was probably only a few minutes. That's the moment I realized the sky had changed colors.

"Oh shit! I have to go, I'm cooking dinner tonight for my grandma! Dammit! I almost forgot!", I exclaimed. Bending down I folded and put the blanket into the big bag. Grabbing the bag I stood back up and looked at Jacob. He was staring at me with a heartbroken expression, making my heart squeeze.

"You have to go? Can I at least have your number?", he asked me in a hopeful tone. I smiled and nodded.

"Of course you can, do you have your phone with you?", I asked. He nodded and handed his phone to me. After putting in my number and saving it I handed it back to him, smiling a little sadly.

"Here you go. will you call me?", I asked a bit pathetically if I was being honest with myself.

"Of course I'll call you. How about tomorrow we meet up for lunch? I'll by", said Jacob, smiling. I nodded my head and grinned back up at him, which earned a smile from him that would make the gods jealous.

"Okay, I have to go. See you tomorrow", I said waving and walking back up to my truck. Driving off I smiled as I thought about what happened. I decided that I must be psychic because today was an amazing day. As I was pulling out of La Push I heard wolf howls in the distance. The wolfs sounded happy about something, making me wonder why there were wolves in La Push and why they sounded so happy.