Over the following week I was confined to preparing for the school year. I was finally going to be a senior! School supplies shopping was the worst, clothes shopping was better but book shopping ruled. As soon as I purchased my books I rushed home with each one and buried my nose in them for hours. I hadn't seen Jake that much, but that does not mean at all I haven't thought about that night. The words 'how romantic' repeated in my for each action I remembered he did that night. Midnight picnic – how romantic! Taking me to his secret hideout – how romantic! Traditional frybread – how romantic! Kissing me – how romantic! Saying goodnight – how romantic!

More and more examples played out in my head that morning I got ready for my first day of my last year of school. As I was headed out of the door, the overwhelming smell of car exhaust smacked me in the face. I took in a tiny breath and began choking to death. When I regained my composure, I began walking again. It is so like me to have enough luck to nearly die as soon as I step outside of my house!

Walking into school and smelling a compilation of cologne, books, heavy makeup and learning brought back the familiar smell of Forks High school. I zigzagged throughout the crowd, and was careful not to get stepped on and to make it to my class safely. As I turned the corner, I ran into a cold brick wall. I stumbled back and saw it wasn't a brick wall, but a person! His bronze hair was tousled into a brilliant blaze of, of, something awesome. And his golden eyes stared back at me, hard. He crinkled his nose in disgust as he walked away. What did I do I thought. I nearly broke my nose running into him!

Later that day I saw him at lunch, he looked cold, and menacing. I stared long and hard for a while, until his eyes met mine, then I quickly looked away.

"That's Edward Cullen," Jessica, my old friend explained. "Apparently no one at this school is good enough for him."

"Who are they?" I asked.

"Oh," she said, noticing the crowd around him, "they are his brothers and sisters. They were all adopted by Doctor Cullen, but they are like together, together. Even though they aren't related but that's still weird."

I nodded, subconsciously agreeing. Yet, I was so fascinated by this creature named Edward's beauty. He was like a Roman God in some ordinary way. It was so complex I could hardly understand. Just then, Jacob popped up into my mind. I loosened my stare on Edward and attempted to focus on something else. Jacob was going to pick me up after school today; I was very excited for that. I think.

Please don't tell me I was falling for Edward too!

I forced that thought out of my mind. I'm a slut. I'm a slut. I love one person. I love one person. His name is Ed – Jacob! What the heck?

I could not be falling for someone I hardly knew as well. I loved Jacob.

Wait, now it finally occurred to me. I love Jacob. Maybe if I tell him, I will feel better.

6 hours later….

After a long, hard day of being Bella I walked outside and into the light. The light was actually Jacob's motorcycle. These days the sun was nonexistent.

"Hey Bells!" He called out. "Are you ready for a great day? Hurry up and stop walking so slow," he said excitedly. When I climbed onto his motorcycle he noted, "Bella you look very beautiful today, like always."

The roar of Jacob's motorcycle drowned out my crying.

When we reached our destination my tears had dried and I took off my helmet. We walked into my house opposite people. I couldn't stop thinking about someone else and Jacob was enthusiastic just to be with me. I hated this.

My dad wasn't home and we went straight to my room. "So Bella, what do you want to do?" He asked as he ran his fingers through my hair.

When I did not answer he looked into my red, puffy eyes and asked, "Bella what's wrong? Have you been crying?" I broke down and crumpled in his arms. "Shh. It's okay, I've got you." He had one hand on the back of my head and the other on my back. He was so warm and I felt so secure. Sobs simultaneously burst through my body in an embarrassing way. I could hear his heartbeat and I just wanted to kiss him.

When I stopped Jacob asked painfully, "what would make you feel better?"

"A bath."

Jacob ran a bath with TWO bottles of bubbles and carefully arranged five rose scented candles. I sat in the bath quietly, staring off into space. The suds let my body melt away, but not my mind.

"Do you feel any better?" He smiled.

I faked a smile back, "yeah, thank you babe."

"Babe? Now we are moving to pet names?"

I laughed then he asked, "what is on your mind honey?"

"Have you ever felt trapped between two choices when you know one will only bring you down the wrong path yet is so enticing it makes you cry? And the other is what's best for you, it is good and you want it too?"

"Bella, I know what you mean. I think I should tell you something. You might think it's crazy, but I will ask you now, do you trust me?"

"Of course I do."

Jacob knelt down and kissed me. The candles flickered behind us and he looked into my eyes. "I love you Bella. I lied when I said I didn't feel the same way about you. I was just scared to get close to anyone. Now, I know there's one other person in the world that loves me as much as I love them. I've loved you all my life but didn't want to admit it, even to myself. So I'm going to tell you something and eventually show you, but don't freak out."

"I love you." I said.

His eyes widened, "I'm very glad to hear that." He paused, "Bella, do you remember that story I told you about the wolves and how one of the creators made a selection in some warriors to become werewolves?" I nodded, "well there are bloodlines, and one of the bloodlines has the last name Black."

"So are you telling me you're a. . .werewolf?"

He nodded, "I know it sounds crazy but one day I will prove it to you. The only reason I am telling you this is because I trust you. And I trust that you won't tell anyone. It's a family secret. But this isn't even where crazy begins. Remember how I told you the powers come out when there is danger? Well there are some vampires back in town," he laughed. "They are called the Cullens."

I laughed hysterically, he stared at me hard. I continued to laugh, "Jacob! That was such a funny story! Tell me the part again about how the Cullens are vampires, that part just makes me die!"

"I'm telling the truth."

I stopped laughing, "wait, vampires and werewolves are just fairytales. You want me to believe it exists? Does that mean leprechauns exist too?"

"Yeah," he replied, "the leprechauns are having a convention this Saturday at the Hilton Inn." He paused, "I'm just kidding, who knows."

The bubbles started to fade away and he began to stare at other parts of me as well. "You think I'm crazy don't you?"

"No Jake, there are no signs you are mentally ill. I just want to see it before my eyes."

He smiled, "would you mind if I joined you?"

"Go ahead, it's still warm."