Sorry it's been so long! I've been busy and I wanted to make sure I had the time to really think about this, not just write it to write something, you know? So any-who- here we go!

Em's POV

Oh my…wow…. when I rolled out from under Jim Herring's pickup to meet the new mechanic, I was expecting…well, I wasn't expecting Jacob Black. I quickly introduced myself, but I don't really remember what went on after that, because all through the mechanic testing I was in a daze. How could he be here? Jacob Black was everything I have ever wanted, tall, cute, older, really really cute, and a mechanic. It was like he was made for me or something…ok no. No way. I don't even think he could possibly like me; he must be at least in his 20s.

Then he smiled at me. I don't know if he even did it on purpose, but when he smiled he looked young. He looked like a little boy who just won a game of tag or something. He was just really…. cute. That HAS to be the reason why I asked that stupid question, "What do you think of me?" Like that wasn't just asking for a let down. And that is when Jacob Black, I man Jake, told me I was cute. Me. Cute. Wow. Then he responded by asking me the same question. I have no idea what I said. I'm serious, I have no idea. That's when daddy invited Jake to dinner.

Jacob's POV

Ok, so I think might actually be able to do this. At least I'll be with Em. Wow is she perfect, but I don't know how I'm going to tell her that I'm a werewolf. It just sounds so bad, and you can't bring it up in normal conversation either. If I just walked in to dinner, sat down, said grace and added a p.s. I'm a werewolf, I don't think it would go over to well. I do want to tell her though; I need to tell her soon. Before anything stupid happens and she finds out on her own.

I went up to my new living quarters and changed into a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. I threw on the sweatshirt even though it made me uncomfortably hot, I didn't need extra attention for walking around in the freezing cold like it was the middle of summer. We walked through town until we got to their house. I t was a large, rustic home that looked like not even a pack of werewolves could bring it down. I liked it immediately. We knocked on the front door, and a pretty woman opened the door, Em's mom I presumed. That's when I smelled the food, steak, potatoes, biscuits, and pie. I must've looked exceptionally hungry because Em's mom looked right at me and said, "Tuck in." I didn't need any more prodding than that, but I made sure to go slow, my eating habit are far from normal, and I didn't need that to be noticed yet.

After we had finished eating we all went out onto the back porch. Em was staring at me, maybe her parents were too, but I was only aware of Em. She was so…perfect, so different than any other girl I had ever met. " Do you want to go for a walk?" Huh? I looked up to see Em looking at me hopefully. "Sure sure."

We got up and walked out into the forest. After a little walking I got up the nerve to talk. "So Em…" "Yeah?" "Do you like me?" "Yeah." It was just that simple. I reached out and took her hand, and we started to walk back. That's when it hit me, a wave of sickly sweet nausea that made me want to phase immediately. DAMN IT! Why do I always have to be where the GOD DAMN BLOODSUCKERS are?