A/N: Wow, it's been a while since I've updated this story. Sorry, real life commitments can be a bitch sometimes. I hope you enjoy this chapter, the next one should be up by Monday.

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Jake was still internally grumbling about the total crap sundae that was his day as he half-fell onto his stool. It really was just his luck to be stuck next to the one guy in the school who seemed to instantly dislike him, for no reason. Why couldn't he have had gym? Quill and Embry both had gym. Lucky bastards. But then again at least he wasn't stuck with Jessica or Mike like the guys were. That last thought helped to improve Jake's mood as he pulled his stuff out of his backpack and dumped it on to the desk.

The Quileute racked his brains. There had to be some way of avoiding pale staring guy – oops, "Edward"- even if he was sat next to him. Almost unconsciously Jacob scooted his chair as far away from the other boy's as possible without moving into the isle. Jacob's already uncomfortable face twisted into a grimace as he realised there was no other way of avoiding this guy. Jake racked his brains for something, some way of putting even more distance between him and Edward.

Unfortunately, the young Quileute didn't realise that during his internal search for escape he had shifted his dark hair from one shoulder to the other exposing his neck to a very agitated Edward Cullen.

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Edward froze in place as the delicious scent of the russet skinned teen's blood permeated his senses. His mind raced as he recalled the last time he had gone hunting...almost 3 weeks ago! How could he have been so reckless?!

Obviously, there was no way for him to predict this boy's strange immunity but that was still no excuse. He knew the importance of regular feeding to keep his ... urges in check. Although he had more control than most he was by no means perfect. There had been a time during his vampiric youth when he had felt suffocated by the control of Carlisle and later by both him and Esme. Edward had rebelled against his parents lifestyle by indulging in some of his baser urges - namely his thirst for blood. Human blood.

Edward berated himself internally, as he battled the pull of the blood thrumming Jacob Black's veins. Why hadn't he been more careful? He was practically courting disaster. After all, it would be easy enough to lure the boy away on the pretence of helping him find a classroom or some such fiction. But he couldn't do it. He owed it to Carlisle to protect the life the man had worked so hard to build, not only for himself or Esme but for Edward and his other "children".

Taking a small break from his tempestuous thoughts, Edward glanced up at the clock that Mr. Tanner balanced precariously atop his mucky whiteboard and noted that there was barely a minute left of class.

As the bell rang Edward hurriedly stuffed his books into his satchel, already planning his route to the office and his eventual escape to the Volvo. The vampire was so desperate to distance himself from the boy beside him he didn't hear the Quileute call after him as he fled the lab.

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Jacob Black was seriously confused. What the hell was this Cullen dude's problem? What on earth had Jake done to make the guy act like...well an ass. All he'd tried to do was talk to the guy, jeez, he didn't have to run off like that . Whatever. It wasn't his problem. If Edward Cullen didn't want to talk to him, he didn't have to. Jake definitely wasn't going to try to talk to the dude again.

With this new plan in mind, Jacob slowly packed up his books and headed out the door. The rain was still falling hard and Jake was anxious to get back inside as fast as possible. The teen stumbled slightly as he ran to the awning on a nearby building, hoping that it housed his next class. He really didn't want to go out in the rain again.

Looking at the sign on the building Jake learned that he'd found the only building in which he didn't have a class - the office. Great. He was really lost now, he hadn't even seen the office building earlier. Resigned to his current lost-ness, if that was even a word, Jake stuffed his hand in his jean pocket to pull out the map he'd been given earlier and swore. It was gone, shit. What was he going to do now? The bell had already rung which meant he was late. Again.

Realising that the office was probably the best place to ask for a new map and if he needed them directions, Jake headed inside the small building. Jacob was incredibly happy to have escaped the rain however his sigh of relief caught in his throat as he once again came face to face with Edward god damn Cullen.