BPOV

As I walked inside I spotted Charlie and Sally-Anne Yorkie having dinner. I groaned silently as I saw her. I didn't want to be Eric's stepsister. He was worse than Mike! Not as bad as Nick, but still, bad.

"Hi, dad," I greeted, making my presence known. He looked up and grinned.

"Hi, Bells. Oh, um… Nick Newton left this for you…"

He handed me a familiar looking box. I opened it and saw the blue lingerie. It was the prank box that the Cullen's had left for him.

"That little perv! Dad, he's coming here! I don't want him here… I… I don't need a stalker. I've got enough on my plate."

Charlie fell for my innocence and sighed.

"I'll ring his father."

NICK POV

I sighed as I rolled over on my bed. Sent to bed at six O'clock! What a disgrace!

The door burst open and my father walked in, looking furious.

"Guess who was just on the phone? CHARLIE! APPARENTLY you sent LINGERIE to his DAUGHTER! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND? DYING YOUR HAIR RAINBOW, HANDLING RIFLES, HIRING PROSTITUTES, GETTING STUCK TO BILLBOARDS… AND NOW STALKING GIRLS! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, SON?"

"Dad, look those weren't prostitutes…"

"WHY CAN'T YOU BE MORE LIKE MIKE? IF YOU GET BORED, GO TO THE BEACH!"

That gave me an idea. I could get a chance to talk to Jacob!

"Actually, dad, I might go to the beach now…"

BPOV

I was lying in bed with Edward humming my lullaby, when suddenly, I was awoken by the sound of Edward's cell phone. I jumped as he pressed it to his ear.

"Alice?"

There was a pause, as his face changed into anger. He saw that I was watching him and relieved his face of all emotion.

"Yes, of course. I would have… yes, that's a good idea. Okay."

He pulled the phone away from his ear and sighed.

"Nick's on his way to La Push. Alice just saw him disappear."

I groaned.

"Don't worry about it, Bella. Just go to sleep."

I rolled over and sighed. I felt his cool hand on my neck, which sent goose bumps down my spine. I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.

NICK POV

I pulled up outside of Bella's house, grinning. All lights were off. I looked up to see that Bella's window was wide open, just calling to me…

I climbed up the tree by the side of the house and jumped onto her windowsill. She was lying in bed asleep. Cullen was no where to be seen. I jumped into the room noiselessly and crept over to her. I pulled out my paints, grinning evilly.

"Hello, Newton," drawled a cold voice. I gasped as I was hoisted off of my feet. Cullen had got me. He grabbed the paints out of my hand.

Bella sat up, looking horrified.

"Bella," groaned Edward. "You were supposed to be sleeping."

"What's he doing here?" she demanded, angrily.

Edward squirted me with paints.

"The rainbow was fading out of your hair," he told me. "I think I can fix that…"

He squirted the different coloured paints all through my hair.

"Don't make a noise," he muttered to me, as he dragged me out of Bella's room and down the stairs. "Or Charlie will know exactly what you've been up to."

He kicked me out of the door and squirted me with the rest of the paint. He threw the empty containers at me and shut the door in my face.

I groaned.

I had been so close!

BPOV

Edward came back into my room, smiling.

"Lucky you were here to save me," I reminded him. "Who knows what sort of pitiless torture he could have forced me into?"

"I've got an idea to get back at Jacob for giving Nick the idea to come here tonight," he told me.

I gasped.

"Jacob gave him the idea?"

Edward nodded, smiling.

"But don't worry; he'll be sorry soon enough."

JACOB POV

Quil came running in, his face sorrowful and sad.

"Hey."

He looked up sadly.

"I'm can't believe Sam's dead."

I gasped.

"What?"

"You… you didn't know?" he gasped. I shook my head.

"But… how?"

"He got into a fight with Paul," whispered Quil, looking away from me. I growled.

"Where's Paul now?" I demanded. Quil groaned.

"Look, Jacob, Sam's dead. Avenging his death isn't going to do anything!"

I sighed. Sam was dead. Sam Uley was dead. Realisation struck me.

"How's Emily holding up?" I asked him. He shrugged.

"Let's go and see how she is," I suggested.

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We arrived at Emily's. She was dancing around the kitchen baking blueberry muffins.

"Hungry?" she asked, as we walked in, our heads down.

"We're so sorry about Sam," sighed Quil. "If there's anything we can do…"

Emily frowned.

"What's wrong with Sam?" she demanded wistfully. She obviously didn't know what had happened.

"He's… he's gone," choked Quil. Emily laughed.

"I think you boys had better go into the living room."

Quil and I frowned as we went over and peered into Emily's living room. Sam and Paul were sitting on the couch playing videogames, laughing their heads off.

"What? No, that's… Quil! Why'd you joke with me like that?" I growled, turning on Quil. Quil frowned.

"Hey, don't blame me! I was just walking along the beach when Bella came up and told me!"

I gasped.

"Bella told you?"

He nodded.

I groaned.

"She got us!" I sighed. Quil frowned.

"Um… what?"

"Bella pranked us. Damn. This puts us behind!"

Quil sighed.

"Man, you are weird."

Bella and the bloodsuckers couldn't hide forever. They'd get what was coming to them…

For a minute there, I had actually thought that Sam was dead. Man, Bella was good.

But not good enough for the forces of Newton and Black!

BPOV

Today was a sunny day, and the Cullen's were skipping school for the day. I climbed out of my truck and pulled out my books.

"Hey, Bella!"

I turned and gasped.

"Jacob?"

He was holding a white bucket. He pulled up a white balloon. He pelted it at me and I gasped as I was suddenly covered in red paint. Paint bombs. He kept pelting, as I tried to duck for cover.

When he was finished, he laughed, and hopped onto his motorbike.

"JAKE!" I screamed. "YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS!"

He roared off into the distance. I groaned. I was covered in paint. So much for school…

I hopped back into my truck. I would have to ditch class today as well. When I got home, my hair was dripping with different coloured paints. I rung out my hair, stripped off and got into the shower.

Jacob didn't know what he was getting himself into…

And neither did I.

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