A/N: Okay It's 7 am and I have school in a hour. Let's see how much I can type in a hour.
It was around 4 am when my parents and family decided to go hunting since I was sleep. Which I wasn't. They stictly told James to stay in his room. But said nothing to me so I snuck into his room. He didn't hear me until I snuggled close. He groaned but put his arm around me. Later when I woke up at 9 surprised that my parents didn't yank me out by my hair. I sat up to look at him. He still was sleep. So sweet. Probally dreaming a diffrent dream.
I looked at his features. He hasn't phased into a wolf yet, but still he had a six pack. Which would grow to a 10 pack. He looked to scrawny to have a 6 pack. But I didn't care. His hair stops at his shoulders. He has curly hair. Which I think is hot. He talks about dying it blonde. I think not. He has small bit of hair on his chin. It scratches you when you touch it. He made me jump when he spoke, "Didn't someone ever teach you staring isn't polite." he grumbled. "I'm not staring I'm gazing." I lied. He laughed and with his lips parted I went in for a kiss.
The kiss grew, neither of us pulled away. I climbed on top of him. "Parents are home." he warned. I rolled my eyes and kept kissing him. Ass long I stayed on top he was safe. My father knocked on the door then opened it. I went back to my normal spot before he could see and James, the idiot. Laughed. I got up and walked out. Rolling my eyes as my dad yelled.
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A little while later after he clamed down, we ate. Then my mom pulled me aside into the piano room. I was told to sit on the couch as they stood. "Have you had, The Talk?" my mom asked. I was guessing she was in charge and my dad was there for support. "Depends, the talk about drugs didn't work." I told them. "No, the talk about sex." my dad spat. "Oh, no." I mumbled looking down.
Once we were done, they pretty much told me to avoid sex, because if James got me pregnant it would be a horrible pregancy. Like James would get me pregant.
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Later that night James wanted me to go through my list of boys that I had beend with. Which was only Dylan, and all the times he tried to force himself on me. But when I asked James he had nobody. "No girls?" I asked. "None." he smiled. "Boys?" I asked more. "No!" he jumped back. "Wow, but your not a virgin." I stated. "Exactly." he said. "What do you masterbate?" I ask. "No." he answered. "Then why are you no virgin." I wanted to know. "I was born not a virgin. In this life time I haven't slept with no girls because I'm imprinted. But I reincarnated. The first wolf." he said all cocky like. "SLut." I mumbled. He was about to call me a pot head but then calmed down.
"Well I'm a virgin." I said putting my right hand up. "Okay then." he said. "How old are you?" I asked. "1,374." he answered. "No smart ass. In this life." I said. "22." he said. I made a face. "5." he said again. "Your old. Older than my dad. Than Carlise." I said. "I get that alot." I smiled because I could tell he was flirting. "Well, I'm not going to kiss you anymore." I said. He looked hurt and confused. "Until you get the nerve to take me on a date." He smiled and got up. "At 8 tommrow." He said and then walked out into the dark.