Serena's dress for the date is on nastygal and its' called cities in dust velvet lace up dress - black. If you google the name of the dress it should also come up.

Also, I apologize for such a short chapter, but I wanted to do the date in a separate chapter. Thanks for reading! xx.

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"half-closed eyes and shoes untied

Know I'll be falling asleep in my Levis tonight."

- Tilt You Back, Halsey (unreleased)

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Jacob waited patiently, impressively so, until after morning meditations.

"Don't you have school to go to, Jacob Black?" I asked him afterwards.

"I'm on sabbatical," He scoffed, crossing his arms. "What about you two, has Emily talked about school yet?"

"I'm done, got my GED a few weeks before Mom passed. What I need to do is go job hunting, but I haven't gotten around to that yet." I shrugged.

Jacob scoffed, and I had a feeling he hadn't actually wanted me to answer. Either way, I was grateful for the reminder - I did need to get Ivy enrolled sometime this week.

Ivy didn't question Jacob's presence, only skipped back off to the living room, presumably to watch more TV. Back in California, the cable bill hadn't been paid and our TV had been shut off - it was a luxury Ivy wasn't used to, but I was sure she'd enjoy it here. It'd probably be a chore to tear her away from it.

"Somehow, Jacob, I don't get the feeling you're here to interrogate me about my high school education."

"You're right," He smiled, crossing to me, pinning me between him and the wall. We both looked surprised when I let him. "I came to ask you on a date."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, a real one. I'm going to pick you up at seven, take you to a fancy restaurant, and pay for everything."

"Sounds like fun," I nodded.

"Is that a yes?"

"Sure, but I'm only going for the free food." I giggled, pushing myself out of his embrace. "Now get out of my house, Jacob, I've got some job hunting to do."

With a whoop, he ran through my bedroom and out the back door. I watched, carefully, as he transformed into a wolf - my wolf - a beautiful, russet colored one.

I was beginning to wonder if he'd pick me up tonight in a car or in wolf-form, and I began to laugh.

"What's so funny?" Ivy called from the living room.

"Oh, nothing." I shook my head. "Let's get dressed, Ivy, and see what Washington has to offer."

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Both answers were wrong - Jacob picked me up on a motorcycle.

"Oh my god," I laughed, a little too excitedly.

I'd always been a motorcycle girl - my last boyfriend had a Yamaha, and I was convinced I drove it better than him.

Sam groaned from his spot behind the door, none too excited at seeing his recently aquired niece jet off with a shapeshifter on the back of a motorcycle. Still, like a gentleman, Jacob walked to the door to great his alpha.

"Jake," Sam smiled, though none too warmly. "That thing doesn't look like it'll make it to Port Angeles. Why don't you take my Ford for the night?"

The keys to the 2014 F150 were dangling in front of Jacob's face, and I knew he wanted to take it, but it was I who swatted them away.

"No way, I'm riding on the bike." I grinned sickly at Sam. "Besides, weren't you the one who said I could trust Jacob?"

"That's true, Sam." Jacob smiled, taking me by the arm. "I'll have her home before midnight."

Emily and Sam waved as we walked down the drive, and I heard Emily whisper to her fiancee, "we'll be lucky if we get her back before dawn."

Once Jacob started looking at me, he couldn't stop. It was like magnets were pulling him right towards me, and he couldn't help but grin.

"Do all witches wear so much black?" He smiled, raising a hand to help me onto his bike.

"Not all of them pull it off as well as I do," I smiled, giving him a good look at my black fingernails as I mounted the bike on my own.

Jacob climbed on in front of me and I wrapped myself tight around him, leaning up to whisper in his ear.

"You've been staring an awful lot, Jacob Black."

"It's because you're mine," He smiled. "Jesus, I can't believe you're mine."

"For the night," I reminded him as he started down the street. "Just for the night."

I couldn't fight it though - how could I when I liked him too? I wanted to believe that he was strong enough to protect me and Ivy from a pack of hungry, angry vampires, but how could I know? If he got hurt fighting them for something I had started, I would never forgive myself. On top of that, Ivy was my responsibility, not his. I couldn't ask him to take on an eleven year old when he was barely seventeen.

Jacob could feel how tense I was, and he reached back and patted my leg gently. I tried to shake off my emotions and have fun.

"So, no helmets?" I asked as we came to a stop sign. "I don't think Sam would approve."

"Sam knows I'll keep you safe." He said firmly, returning his hand to the handlebar.

My leg had never before felt so bare.