JACOB'S POV

Paul stormed off to my house to see my sister, so it was only right I stayed with Sophie. Plus, I may be able to kiss her again if I was lucky. I placed her down on the sofa gently, and she rolled her eyes as I placed a pillow under her injured foot.

"Are you trying to get lucky or something?" She teased.

I grinned. "Can't a guy be nice to a girl without an ulterior motive?" I asked.

"Not really, no." She told me.

"So what do you wanna do now you're crippled?" I asked her. She just smacked my arm.

"1. I am not crippled. 2. I really wanna know what you're up to. and 3. I wanna smack you for being such a jerk."

"Too bad you're crippled then isn't it?" I mocked. She just threw a pillow in my face.

"Seriously though, you have to be the worst wolf in history." I teased.

"And you have to be the biggest asshole on the planet." She retorted.

I faked offence. "Not the universe?" She threw another pillow at me, which I dodged.

"Go get my 'Cards against Humanity'." She ordered. So I saluted.

"Yes m'am."

We were sitting on the sofa playing this ridiculous game. The card put down was: 'That's right, I killed _. How you ask? _.'

I tried to find some good cards. She placed down 'RoboCop' and 'Bio-engineered assault turtles with acid breath.' I nodded in approval at her choices. This game made no sense to me, but it cheered her up so I didn't care. I placed down 'Vigilante Justice' and 'Opposable Thumbs'. She grinned as if that actually made sense to her.

"Well played. I just have one question."

I waited patiently for the question.

"Do you have any idea what you're doing?" She smiled.

I shrugged. "I have no idea what I'm doing most of the time." I stated with a laugh.

"I don't doubt that." I heard her mutter under her breath.

What does that mean?

SOPHIE'S POV

I really wanted to ask Jacob why he had agreed to go to the dance with Brittany. I mean, it's not like she was even that great. Besides the fact she's super hot and super easy. My brain reminded me. But I didn't ask him. I tried. But I couldn't care the thought that he would think I was jealous. Because I'm not. I swear. I'm not.

"Jake?"

"Mmm?"

"I was wondering…" He met my eyes. "…If you could get me some water?" He nodded with a grin. He then got up and bowed like a spaz. It was so funny.

"Of course, your highness."

"If I was a princess…" I began as he went to get me a drink. "I wouldn't need to ask. You would just get it."

"Well thank god you aren't so bossy." He sighed jokingly, sitting down in front of me again.

He groaned as he received a message. "Not like Brittany."

"How did she get your number?" I didn't even have his number.

"Quil. The jerk thought it would be funny. Now it's just a pain." He switched his phone off.

"So…" I began. "Are you looking forward to your date?" I teased, a little bit of hope in my eyes.

He shrugged. "I would rather go by myself than with Brittany, if I'm honest."

"So why did you? Agree to go with her, I mean." I asked. I had been wondering this all week. Why had he agreed to go with her if he didn't like her?

He looked at his lap, and then looked into my eyes. "Because she said she would leave you alone. I thought that was what you wanted. So I agreed."

She'd leave me alone? Yeah right. In my dreams would she not want to torment me or Ashley.

"Well she clearly isn't sticking to it. Ash and I got harassed coming out of the dress shop."

A smile creeped across his face. "Dress shop? You bought a dress?"

"I was tricking Ash into thinking I would go with her. Embry's going with her." I explained.

"But, I thought Embry was doing the patrol shift that night. He took it from Quil."

"And I took it from Embry." Jake looked disappointed. He clearly didn't know me that well if he honestly thought I was going to wear a dress.

"I wasn't gonna go anyway. I figured, why not make my best friend's night special?"

He smiled at me sweetly. "You're a good friend to Ashley."

"She's an amazing friend to me. And she loves Embry."

Jake stared at me. "She loves him?" I was confused.

"I thought Embry would know. She tells me how much she loves him all the time."

"No." He told me. "She's never told Embry." That surprised me. She was so completely besotted with him, I was amazed she hadn't blurted it out already. She is one controlled girl.

"Well maybe she will at the dance."

"I hope so." He told me, a hidden meaning behind that.

"What is it? What are you not telling me?" I asked him. He shook his head.

"Jake." He looked me dead in the eye. "Tell me."

JACOB'S POV

I didn't want to tell her. Not when she was injured. She'd want to help. And I couldn't put her in harms way. But she was looking at me with those big, chocolate brown eyes.

"The vampires that have been coming. They're part of the Volturi."

"The Volturi?" She asked. "What is that? A car?"

I shook my head. "They're the vamp leaders. They came for Seth's imprint."

"Renesmee." She remembered. At least she knew part of the story.

"So what's the issue? We killed them. Surely that means no evil vamp visits." She hoped.

"No. It means the leaders will come instead."

"The leaders. And why are they so big and bad? Just snap their heads off and burn them on a bonfire. Job done. We could even have a barbecue on that bonfire in celebration." She joked.

She wasn't getting it. If these leeches ended up back in La Push, there would be a battle. Seth may have to leave with Renesmee. More wolves would have the gene activated. People could die.

"Yeah. I guess so." I said, letting her believe it. I wanted to keep this from her. The less she knew the better. But how long would that last?