Keep the suggestions for the dream story coming! Awesome that you're positive about it! – So I thought it was about time to switch POV, so ladies (and maybe gentlemen?) say hello to Jacobs brain!

Jacob POV

The girls went crazy on me. They found everything I needed and a bunch of other stuff I didn't need. Everything matched or went with my new leather jacket, which I loved. I'd always wanted a leather jacket but I didn't know when or where to wear it. The Quileute tribe doesn't leave the reservoir that often. And besides that, it was way to expensive for my budget.

Some of the things I got, well that's a lot. Several t-shirts wear added; a black, a gray, a white, a dark blue and a red. Then came the jeans; the horrible jeans. I think I tried at least 10 pairs before they came to the conclusion that the first, the fifth and the eighth pair was the once that fit me the best. Then they added a pair of black sneakers that looked more like mountain boots then sneakers, but Pixie assured me it was sneakers. Then a black belt and some dark sunglasses.

"Why would I need sunglasses?" I asked when they put pair after pair on my face.

"They look cool and you get that biker look." Erica said as she brushed a lock of my hair away from my face to put on the twelfth pair of sunglasses. She looked into my eyes for what felt like a long time. Her eyes were curious, searching for something. I looked back. She had such beautiful eyes. I was convinced they could light up a room. Then I saw the price tag on the glasses. Seriously? I didn't want to think or hear about how much all these things were gonna cost. It irritated me that Erica was paying for everything. I'd just met her and she was willing to put out hundreds of dollars in cloths for me. I didn't know what to think about that, but the feelings I had for her were clear. I knew I'd imprinted on her. It was my duty to be there when she needed me. As a friend or a brother or whatever, but I was falling for her. I was feeling a deep warm feeling in my chest every time she talked to me, touched my skin, held me and was close to me. What was not to love in her? She was beautiful in every way. She loved motorcycles and she had an outgoing and fun personality. And from a boys point of view rather than the imprinter; she is hot. Not like hot like the girl next door or that random girl at the mall. She is sexy and seductive and every move she makes, makes me stare at her, thinking, daydreaming.

I studied Erica as she discussed colognes or something with her very attractive friend. They were so different. Erica was pail like white chocolate, while Pixie was dark as coffee. Erica's hair was long and curly in a beautiful dark brown color. Pixie had short dark red hair. It was cut almost exactly the way Alice's hair was. Pixie like… I giggled at my own joke as I kept watching them from a distance. Erica was short, Pixie was a little taller. So different, but they were still both beautiful girls.

"This has to be his!" Pixie said and stormed at me with a bottle of cologne that looked like a cognac bottle, but it was golden. She sprayed some of it on my neck and gently brushed it out. The smell was nice but I wasn't used to it so it burned my sensitive nose. Then I noticed Pixie's soft skin. It was almost like Erica's but Pixie had long nails so they lightly scraped my skin. Pixie rose to her toes and took a deep breath. I saw her smile as she focused on the smell.

"Yes. That's perfect!" She giggled and grabbed Erica's hand. "Smell!" She ordered her and pushed her against me. She stopped 10 inches from me and looked up in to my eyes. My knees went weak by the very look in her eyes. They were luminous, like the night in the meadow, but now they were filled with a certain look I couldn't put my finger on. She smiled lightly and reached up. I felt her warm breath on my neck as she sucked in the smell through her mouth and nose. Why would she do that? I actually didn't care, because the whole ordeal was very arousing. I saw her hand shiver lightly for two seconds before they rested and her fingers knotted to a fist.

"Yes." She breathed against my skin. The way she said it, almost sighting it out sent my heart and head spinning out of control. A tickle in my lower stomach made me breath out. I didn't know I was holding my breath. I looked up at Pixie. She was staring at us like we were a math riddle she couldn't solve. I cleared my throat and Erica turned away from me, getting caught in Pixies stair.

"You were right. It's perfect." She said with a shaky voice. Pixie laughed and put the bottle back in the box and went to place it on the register like all the other things. Erica followed. I didn't. I was curious about what Pixie was laughing at and I thought I would get it if I stayed in the background listening. I looked around in the store, with my back against them, making it look like I was browsing the very expensive shop.

"What are you laughing at?" Erica hissed.

"You two." Pixie answered.

"Why?"

"How long have you known this guy?" There was a little pause before Erica answered.

"I met him when I went to school in Seattle. We didn't talk so much before the two last years. We kind of lost contact over the years but he called me some months ago apologizing for forgetting me and all that. We re-connected." Pixie giggled at Erica's answer.

"You like him." She said.

"I do not!" Erica answered immediately.

"Girl, don't you dare lie to me. I see the way you look at him, the way you touch him. Just now you almost had a nervous breakdown for smelling him." I smiled as I looked at some sweatshirts on a table. Smelled me sounded weird. People don't go around smelling people.

"I didn't have a nervous breakdown." She said very calmly.

"I said almost. Why can't you admit you like him? You've never had trouble with guys before? You always have them around you finger. What changed?"

Pixie asked, getting a new pause from Erica.

"Okay so I like him. Happy? It just feels kinda weird." She liked me, already. I felt like jumping up and down like a school girl but I kept grounded.

"Why would it be weird if you've known him for so long?" Pixie asked while a beeping sound came in the background. She was scanning the items. Come on, Erica save yourself from this one!

"I think it's because we lost contact, and I actually don't know so much about his life anymore. I do remember some things but everything else, like, what's his favorite food, does he like to party, is he a drinker, is he in to movies, what's his favorite thing to do… That sort of stuff." Erica answered. Pixie sighted.

"My little girl is falling in love." What? An alarm went off in my head. Falling in love? It could happen so fast, at least not to her. She's the girl I imprinted on; she's not supposed to feel this so fast. Or at all.

"What?" Erica said.

"You're falling for a guy you technically just met, you don't know that much about him and you get a mushy when you look at him; its love at first sight. And I can tell he likes you to." Love at first sight, you couldn't be more right Pixie. Wait, what? You can tell I like her? I hate this imprinting shit.

"Really? He like me?" Erica said, and I heard she was excited about it.

"Yeah, and a lot. He looks at you like you're a piece of art; the only thing in the room. He smiles every time you talk. He runs his hand through his hair every time you come to close, he grins at you when you laugh or giggle, like his nervous about it. And just now when you sniffed him, I saw his arms twitch. Like he wanted to pull you against him and just hold you. I have never seen a guy look at you in any other way than idamn I wanna tap that/i." Erica giggled and I smiled with her, noticing later, when my cheeks hurt, that I had a huge grin on my face. Wow, Pixie was very observant.

"You're serious. Like, he likes me? Really likes me?" Erica almost laughed out.

"Yes. Now go show him that you want him."

"I can't just go up to him like that." Erica answered.

"Okay then. Take him to the club, get drunk and have fun, see where it takes you." Club? I'd never been to a club before. That sound like a bad idea.

"You know what Pixie. That is actually a good idea." Erica said and I heard them both rush to me. Oh dear lord help me!

"Jake?" Erica said behind my back. I was pretending to be interested in a couple of 300$ pants.

"Yeah." I said and turned around and saw two happy faces. "What?" I asked. They exchanged a look before they dragged me through to the register.

"Do you wanna go clubbing with me and Pixie tonight?" Erica asked playing with her fingers. I couldn't say no to the face she gave me, and I'd never been to a club before so it would be a new experience. But it still didn't sound like a good idea.

"Sure. Where are we going?" Erica smiled and exchanged a look with Pixie. No answer.

"So that will be 1229, but with my employment discount that'll be 921.75 $. " Pixie said lightly and Erica smiled and swiped her card and paid for everything.

"That's an awful lot of money, E…" I almost said Erica but caught myself in it. "…Alex. You really didn't have to buy everything here. We could have gone to a cheaper store; I bet they've just as nice cloths there." Erica rolled her eyes and gave me a pair of jeans, a boxer, socks, a t-shirt, my new shoes and shoved me against the dressing area.

"Don't be silly Jake. I wanted to buy you this. And it's not like I can't afford it. And you're way too good for cheep cloths. And…" she added more as she pushed me through the curtain and pulled it to close the gap between us. "…since Pixie works here I get a discount and I might as well use it." I didn't want to argue with her, so I just threw of all the old clothes and stared pulling on everything she'd given me.

"Are you imagining him stripping down?" I heard Pixie whisper. Erica was caught off guard I guess because her voice pitched.

"What? No!" She hissed. No regular person would hear their little conversation but it was easy for me and my wolf hearing.

"I am. You are welcome to join me." Pixie giggled. I felt a blush burning my face, even though they couldn't see me. It was weird. I tied the shoes and looked at myself in the mirror. Everything was really nice. Fit together perfectly. I felt very high class.

"Done yet?" Pixie asked. I answered by walking out of the dressing room. The girls glared at me both their mouths hanging lightly open. I blushed again. Damn it!

"So how do I look?" I asked and looked at myself in the mirror again.

"You look sexy, man!" Pixie said and stormed up and put her hands around my waist hugging me tightly. I didn't push her away I just laughed. I looked at Erica and she was also laughing, but her eyes were burning holes in her friends. Jealousy perhaps?

"I am a genius aren't I?" Pixie laughed and released me.

"Yeah you are, thank you so much for helping." Erica said and came up beside her friend.

"You're welcome honey. Now out of my store, I have other customers waiting and my boss is coming soon." Pixie said and smiled at the couple that had just entered the store. The girls exchange a hug as we left the store.

"The VIP password for you today is Butterfly, okay?" Erica smirked and opened the door. Pixie nodded and we left the store.

"Password? Were the hell are we going?" I said, partly confused, partly nervous. Erica smiled and threw the bag of clothes around happily. I was getting a bad feeling about this clubbing idea.

"You'll see."

Long part. Loved it or hated it? I just felt I couldn't write anymore, I'll add a new chapter as soon as possible! All your reviews are loved! – Omg you need a password to a club, that usually means really fancy! :D