THIS IS NOT MY STORY! It's my bestfriend's. I'm simply posting it for her.


Holly followed the road at a moderately quick speed; Jacob was still in amazement of the car he was sitting in. They remained in a comfortable silence as they drove through the forest-lined roads of La Push.

"Where do you live?" Holly asked breaking the silence.

"Close to the border of La Push and Forks, I'll tell you where to go when we get closer." Jacob answered. "Can I ask you a question?"

"Well you kind of just did." Holly joked; Jacob gave her a sarcastic glare. "Anything you want."

"Why didn't you want to go home right after school?" He asked; it had bothered him since she had mentioned it when they exited the school. Holly didn't answer right away; her eyes shifted towards the driver's side window as she continued to drive. Jacob realized it was an answer she wasn't willing to share. "Don't worry about it, actually. It's none of my business."

"No, no, it's not that Jake. I just don't know," She began to say, "I guess I'm not sure of an answer." Holly looked at him and smiled.

"You're a very complex girl, Holly Juturna." Jacob admitted. He couldn't quite figure her out.

"You aren't the first one to say that." She joked as she flipped on the windshield wipers; it had begun to rain like it did every other way. "Now this is one thing that makes me love this place more."

"Rain?" Jacob asked a little confused.

"Mhm, I love the rain, especially when I'm not in the middle of nowhere." She replied.

"Why?" Jacob laughed.

"It drowns out your thoughts so you can just drive. It takes your mind off everything; like it's a person sitting next to you." Holly looked over at Jacob and smiled making his heart spontaneously combust. He wanted to tell her right there that she was who he wanted to be with and it took all his strength to refrain from spilling his thoughts.

"Turn here." Jacob instructed as they came to a fork in the road. "Left."

"Okay. How much further is it?" Holly asked as she continued down the road towards Jacob's house.

"About five minutes." Jacob answered disappointedly; Holly looked just as disappointed.

They approached Jacob's driveway quicker than he had anticipated.

"It's right in there." Jacob instructed.

"Kay." Holly acknowledged. She pulled into a driveway into a clearing of trees where Jacob's house sat. The faded white siding and the porch that desperately needed repair almost embarrassed Jacob.

"Where are you off to now?" Jacob asked Holly.

"I don't know yet." She laughed as she turned down the volume of the stereo.

"Well if you don't want to go home just yet do you want to come in for a bit? I mean, we could go for a walk or something after it stops raining." Jacob asked nervously.

"Sure, I'd like that." Holly said taking her keys out of the ignition eagerly. She smiled at Jacob and got out of the car. Together they jogged to the front door to avoid getting drenched by the pouring rain. Jacob tried to open the door until realizing it was locked. Confused, he knocked three times. Jacob heard Billy's wheelchair roll forward and within seconds the door was unlocked and Jacob opened it.

"Why was the door locked?" Jacob asked closing the door again after Holly came in. Her curious eyes floated around the open room. The right side of the main room consisted of a living room with two couches and Billy's lazy-boy; the old television sat in the corner. The other side was taken up by the out-dated kitchen. Photographs and native Quileute paintings littered the walls. A table sat in the middle of the kitchen with some flowers that Jacob had wondered why they were there. Holly fell in love with the atmosphere almost immediately; she loved the warmth and how she felt at home upon walking in.

"Your sister was here today. You know what she's like with making us lock the door. She wouldn't get off the porch until I'd lock it." Billy explained in a raspy voice; he had probably just woken up from his afternoon nap. "She brought the flowers too."

"Figures." Jacob said as he dropped his school bag on the floor by the door.

"Who's your friend?" Billy asked as he wheeled himself to the kitchen.

"Oh, right, this is—" Jacob began.

"I'm Holly." Holly interrupted smiling at Jacob. Billy turned around to take a good look at her. A familiar face echoed through Billy's mind.

"What's your last name?" Billy said smiling.

"Juturna." She answered.

"You look identical to your mother, minus the hair of course." Billy said, still smiling. Holly ran her fingers through her abnormally light brunette-coloured hair.

"How do you know my mother?" Holly asked, confidently taking a seat at the kitchen table.

"She was a dear friend to my wife, Jacob's mom, years ago before she died." Billy answered as he began taking ingredients out of the fridge to begin preparing dinner. Holly gave Jacob a shocked expression; she had had no idea that his mother had passed away,

"I didn't know that." Holly said, focusing her attention back to Billy. Jacob sat down beside Holly at the table silently. He was never one to talk about the woman he longed to remember. He had been very young when his mother passed away. However he remembered her essence, her smell, and the only way he could remember her face was through a picture. Soon after his eldest sister moved away to Seattle, and then two years later his other sister did the same thing. Life had never been the same without her but Jacob and Billy were content within themselves; they were very much alike and got along the majority of the time, unlike his sisters.

"I heard not that long ago that you guys moved back here, I've been meaning to get a hold of your mother, is everything alright now?" Billy inquired, seeming to know more than Jacob did making him suspicious.

"I guess. I mean things are still coming together." Holly answered as she fiddled with the sleeve of her sweater.

"I'm glad; make sure to tell your mother I've been thinking of her." Billy reassured. Holly nodded her head and smiled.

"Do you want to go for a walk now," Holly asked Jacob, "It looks like the rain as stopped."

"Sure." Jacob said.

"Do you want to stay for dinner, Holly?" Billy asked, "We're having salmon if you're interested."

"If it's not too much trouble, I'd love too." Holly answered graciously.

"Perfect, it'll be about an hour." Billy informed them as they were walking out the back door. Together they walked out past the garage and onto the beach. Jacob remained silent; he didn't know what to say. He wondered if she would ever tell him what had happened.

"Are you okay? Jake?" Holly asked after a good five minutes of silence from Jacob's end.

"Yeah, why?" He asked, staring into her eyes twinkling from the glare of the sunset.

"You're just quiet that's all." She said looking a little worried. Holly walked towards a large piece of driftwood and sat down. Jacob hesitated for a minute; it was the same piece that he and Bella had sat on for the past two years talking, laughing and falling in love. Jacob flinched.

"Are you going to sit?" Holly asked motioning for Jacob to join her. He took a seat beside her and suddenly felt different, his heart was at ease. Until that day he had debated lighting the piece of driftwood on fire so he didn't have to look at it.

"I have a question," Holly began to say, "And it might be none of my business but I was curious. I've been talking to Leah a lot—"

"Oh God," Jacob interrupted irritated. "What has she been saying?" He knew very well that it wasn't going to be long until Leah Clearwater opened her big mouth.

"It's not bad, don't worry." Holly got defensive and Jacob suddenly felt bad. "She mentioned something about a girl, and when I asked her about it she told me to ask you if I was really curious. You don't have to tell me, I was just wondering who she is." Jacob flinched again; he felt his blood began to boil and it took all his strength to not change into his wolf form.

"Bella," was all he could get out at first. After taking a deep breath he was continued, "What did you want to know about her?" Holly looked a little nervous.

"I was just wondering if she was, you know, your girlfriend?" The way she asked made Jacob smile. Her innocence and cute voice made him melt; he felt at ease once more and let out a small chuckle.

"No, she's not my girlfriend." He answered. "I guess she was like my first love, kind of." Holly continued to watch him. The way he trembled when he talked about this girl made her hope drop.

"What happened between you guys?" Holly asked curiously.

"She picked this other guy. I don't know where she is now; I haven't seen her in a long time." He answered looking out at the water and the fading sunset. After a moment Holly asked something that Jacob did not expect.

"Do you still love her?" Jacob paused for a moment until the answer came to him easier than it had ever had.

"No. I really don't." He looked back at Holly who was smiling faintly and looking straight at him. "You make it impossible to love anyone else." Jacob thought to himself.

"So, Holly Juturna, tell me about yourself," Jacob said, lightening the mood making her laugh.

"How much do you want to know?" She asked adoringly.

"Everything."