I GRADUATED! I was so excited to graduate with my Bachelors of Arts in Psychology. Though, my fiancé did notice something super weird which was everyone who wasn't a biology, premed, chemistry, environmental science, or nursing was considered an art. Those individuals who graduated with a Math degree had heart, so Psychology and Math had the same weird color that college graduations have. Also, within two weeks I managed to somehow get a job. I am now a teacher's aid for a daycare.
Anyway, on with the story. Also, hopefully in the next few months' update with be more and more. I cut a chunk out of my laptop and feel the electrical current which kinda scares me. So once I get a new phone, a laptop is next.
I had finally met my match, I had spent years fighting and killing creature of the supernatural. The flips that I had to learn in a week in order to actually be a part of the cheerleading team were kicking my ass. I wondered if attempting the whole being normal thing was worth is as I laid in Emily's front yard from falling when doing a backflip for the sixth time today. Rachel was clapping at me, telling me to get up. We were the only imprints that were actually outside, because in Forks the pack was helping the Cullens defeat the vampire army that a crazy bitch had planned. All because she was pissed at one individual, though I could understand her rage. If I had a chance to make sure that Lilith was dead, I would, Uncle Sam went on a warpath that was similar to her.
"I have kicked plently of Supernatural ass that allowed all of my muscles to work. Why is this kicking my ass?" I questioned to myself, looking up at Rachel. She smirked, then shrugged a sign that she didn't know why, but she was enjoying the fact that it was. She had determined that at the end of my high school graduation if I chose the path of living a normal life that I could get a scholarship cheerleading. I had been working for about six hours a day since I agreed to the whole cheerleading thing two weeks ago.
"Maybe you got out of shape with the whole not hunting thing?" She replied with her signature boatload of sass then started to once again explain what I needed to do involving how to manage to stand on my feet instead of falling on my ass the other day. I stretched before doing what she instructed, landing on my feet and then slipping and falling on my ass. "Don't worry, I'll let you in the squad no matter what. You'll just have an extra hour of practice after normal in order to catch up on tricks."
I was sitting on the couch, watching the local news with Kim when we heard the pack yelling. We ran out on the porch, seeing Paul and Jared carrying Jacob who were in pain into Jacob's house that was across the street. I ran across the road, forcing myself to dart in front of them so that I could open the door because there was no way that they could manage to open the door. I could feel the heat radiating off Jacob's body from the pain. I ran ahead of them in order to open the door to Jacob's tiny bedroom and helped them lay him on the pain, he was delirious from it. "What happened?"
"Blood sucker managed to get his arms around. The entire left side of his body is shattered. The vamp doc is supposed to be here soon." Paul gruffed as I sat on the floor beside him.
"I'll sit with him, sometimes if you talk to people when their delirious it can help." I replied, as they shut the door in order to drown out his groaning. "I honestly can't place what you guys would be considered in the classification." I started out, curling my knees into my chest. "I've ran into actual shapeshifters before, it turned into my day once before. We almost shot him, because you can't really tell. The cops shot him, Dad and Uncle Sam were on the FBI's most wanted beforehand. I can't really remember what, at that time I more or less was just in the cars and riding with them. Though, Uncle Sam once almost fell in love with a werewolf. I think they also killed her, I don't remember. They never actually told me, actually if they decided to kill her, if she decided to take her own life, or if she's still alive." His groan sounded like he was not appreciating what I was talking about.
"I have an actually point to what I was saying Jacob." I replied, "My father tried to keep so much of the world from me at the beginning of hunting with Sam. I'm left with tons of half answered questions and clips of things that would scare grown adults. My dad only allowed me to be fully in that world when he sold his soul to a demon. I'm plagued my nightmares about what all happened. I think Seth wants to keep me away from the darkness of his world. I attract the darkness of life, I feel like I'm going to take the light out of Seth and I'm terrified of it." I took a deep breath, "I know you all are supposed to protect your imprints, but what happens if the imprint needs to protect-?" I was cut off by a knock at the door, with Dr. Cullen stepping into the room. "I'll let you do your thing, Dr. Cullen."
"Whitney," I turned to look at him. "I have those books in the car, I'll give them to you after I help Jacob here."
Apparently once Dr. Cullen had left there was some things that were said between Bella and Jacob. The pack knew what it was, but I didn't want to know. The few weeks after the vampire army was destroyed were calm, it was an eerie calm that would lead into the storm. I knew, I had never had a calm moment in my life before and I did not think that it would happen. I had made the cheerleading team, we had practice in the morning and I spent my afternoons catching up to the rest of the squad. Then, the invitations that stated: You are cordially invited to the wedding of Bella Swan and Edward Cullen. That was the last that we saw Jacob Black.