Hi there! It's me. I'm updating but I really don't want to because I had maybe ONE review for the last chapter. I also haven't been working on this story because I have been barrel racing my horse for a buckle. All my riding has paid off because on the sixteenth (my birthday!) I ended up winning the buckle. But please review, I'm working hard to give you chapters that are the best quality I can give and nobody reviews.

Alice had been incredibly set on playing Barbie with Bella serving as her life-sized doll. I didn't really interact with Bella all that much because I was totally engrossed in a book of unsolved mysteries. I hardly noticed when Bella went up to bed.

I did happen to notice when Rosalie said, "I'm going to talk to Bella."

I set the book down in my lap and widened my eyes. I knew that Rose didn't like Bella from touch. Well, it wasn't the fact that she didn't like Bella, she liked her just fine what Rose didn't like was the fact she was throwing away everything she had by asking to be a vampire.

I understood where Rose was coming from better than anybody else. If I had the choice I would stay human too. But unlike Rose, when I was human I had somebody that loved me for who I was, somebody who cared about me and wouldn't have done anything to harm me.

I set the book down and rose. "Alice, I'm going out."

Alice didn't look up from the computer. "Would you like me to come with you?"

I smiled. "No thank you. I'll be okay on my own."

"Alright."

I sprinted out the sliding glass door and into the woods, jumped the river and kept on running. I was searching for prey when I smelled it. It was another vampire. One I had never met before in my life.

I smelled the air and followed the trail. Taking off my shoes I carefully walked barefoot through the forest in hopes that who ever it was had ran barefoot. I walked for about two miles and realized that I had no such luck.

"Was it you?" An angry scratchy voice demanded.

I whirled, hissing. That's when I realized it was Paul, the werewolf. "What?" I asked genuinely confused.

"Somebody crossed this boundary. It was one of your kind." He said the word kind as if it were poison.

I took a step back and shook my head. "No, I've been over here all night. I smelt it too. You guys aren't familiar with the scent either?"

"Paul," a painfully familiar voice said, "go back and continue with patrol. I'll take it from here."

Paul seemed reluctant to leave but he did what he was ordered.

Jake stood in the shadows of the trees, even with my vampire vision all I could see was his face. Beautifully in pain. "So, it isn't one of your friends?"

I shook my head. "No."

"Sarah, I uh…wanted to apologize about the way I acted the last time we talked alone. I was being a jerk and to be perfectly honest, every time I see your face the hole in my heart re-opens."

"Join the club." I said crossing my arms.

"Sarah," Jake stepped over the border, in his jean shorts and stood close to me. "Don't act like this."

My mouth hung open in utter disbelief. "You don't want me to be like this! Jake, the last time we talked you hated me, told me that you were imprinted with me and my looks were what kept us together!"

Tears glinted in the corners of Jake' dark eyes. "Sarah, I was being a jerk then. I had no idea how to talk to you. I was still in shock. I am so sorry about that night like you wouldn't believe." I could hear how he was trying hard to keep himself together.

"Jacob, you hurt me bad. Maybe you think that because I'm a vampire I don't have feelings but you're wrong." I was trying so hard not to tearlessly sob.

"Sarah, don't think I don't love you. I still do I swear."

I was clenching my teeth now and breathing in through them. "Sometimes swearing isn't enough."

He took another step closer to me. "I love you so much."

"Jake, you said it yourself. I'm a leech and you're a wolf we're sworn enemies."

"I want to try and make it work." He was close to me now. So close, I could feel the heat coming off his skin.

He smelled bad but I didn't wrinkle my nose. I was too nice for that. "You can't." If I were human I would have had tears running down my face. But I wasn't. So, I just sounded sad.

"We can try." His voice was low, quiet.

I wanted to try so bad, I honestly did but I said, "No we—"

He leaned down and kissed me.

No longer was it my soft, pliable lips being lost in his. My lips were now molding his to mine. His mouth was on fire, hot and mine was cold. All of my instincts were telling me to run or to bite him but I shoved them deep down and moved closer to him.

When he put his arms around me he was shaking from being so close to me. But, he still drew me close to him.

When I put my palm on his bare chest I could feel his heard thudding madly inside. I knew if he did the same to me he wouldn't feel a thing.

Finally we broke apart, he was gasping for breath and I was standing as still as a statue.

He was looking at me, tears running down his face.

I brought my palm up to my cheek and I felt it, the wetness of tear. It wasn't my tear though, it was his.

"I…" I froze I didn't know what to think. "I can't do this." With that I turned and ran as fast as I could back to the house.