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OMG, kay, first off, I AM SO SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATEDDD! There was a very logical explaination-finals were coming up and of course, I had to spend every waking moment craming and studying for those seven tests. (In which, I think I've past all of them, I hope. XD) Also, my life has become living hell because of that (and a few other reasons that are too time-consuming to mention here.) So, I am sorry for the lack of updates, and they will now become plentiful and regular because I am out of school. YAY! :3 Oh, and for a while there I was just wasn't getting any good ideas for my stories, and you know how that is. DX But anyways, thank you guys so much! Loveeeee you guys! -hugs- (This is so short keeping in compliance of my new "really-short-introductions". GAWD THIS IS REALLY HARD. XD)

Second off, I just want to say thank you, everyone. I know this story has been a bit of a struggle for me, but I just want to say thank you to you guys and gals for sticking with me through this. I'm very grateful to have wonderful readers/reviewers like you people. I love you all, so much, not even kidding. Thank you, for everything! :D

Number three, Happy belated Canada Day and Happy belated Fourth of July! :3 I was out of town for my town's fireworks, but I got to go to a huge city north of my mine and got to see the biggest fireworks there. No joke, my ears are still ringing! XD

Now, onward!

Playlist For Chapter:

Besaid Island - Final Fantasy X-2 Sountrack (I'm obessed, I know, but I love that game and it's prequel. :3)
Landscapes - ? ? ?
Time Of Your Life - Greenday
Hey Baby - Pitbull/T-Pain
We No Speak Americano - Yolanda Be Cool

It had been two weeks since I had met Jacob.

After I had fallen asleep beside him, he had quietly awaited the return of my strange, yet loving grandmother, and had then left. My grandmother had then woke me up, shaking me awake, demanding who he was, were he was from, how I met him, and so on and so forth. So, I then sat there, having to tell her every gushing detail before I was allowed to go back to my wonderful, deep, relaxing sleep.

Ever since then, we'd run into each other a lot. At the grocery store, at the gas station, anywhere and everywhere I went, it seemed that I was bumping into Jacob constantly. But, I didn't mind all that much; he gave me company and we had a lot in common to talk about, and when we didn't, he was sure to make me laugh or comment on how beautiful I was, which usually made me blush and try to think of something to say in return. On a few occasions we would stop what we were doing and actually have lunch together-or, one time, he bought me supper at a local restaurant. No matter how my time was spend with Jacob, we managed to continue having fun, no matter what happened.

It was easy, being with Jacob. It was like being around my own personal sun, or a ball of energy, constantly ready to go. He always managed to make me smile, even when we were glancing at each other in silence. To be honest-as corny as it sounded-being with Jacob was like being with my soulmate. It really was. We balanced each other out nicely. He had a temper, I had no temper. He was able to say rude things to rude people, well I tried to be as polite as possible. He had russet-colored skin and dark, jet black hair, well I had a peachy skin and blond curls. He was practically the perfect person for me.

Now, my grandma always said that you meet people for a reason. You don't know if you'll learn from them, or they'll learn from you, but they always come into your life for a reason. If that reason was good or bad, there was always a reason.

I knew Jacob had a big reason to be in my life. I wasn't quite sure what that was yet, but I knew, we'd probably be good friends for a very long time. Maybe, if I was lucky, more then friends.

"Oi, Merry!" Maya's voice pulled me out of my thoughts and made me jump up out of the kitchen chair and bite my lip so I wouldn't shriek. I turned on my heel so I could look her dead in the eye. Glaring, she grinned and scratched at the back of her neck-the perfect picture of nonchalance. "You left your front door unlocked again."

"That's no reason to try and scare the crap out of me!" I defened, placing my hands on my chest. "You almost gave me a heartattack!"

Again, Maya laughed. "Well, someone had to knock you out of your thoughts, did they not? You're just lucky it was me!"

"Sure I was." I couldn't help but grin.

"Hey, there is a reason why I'm here." Maya ran her hand through her inky black hair. "I was wondering if you and Jacob would like to double date with me and Michael tonight."

"Double date?" I murmured. "C'mon, Maya ..."

"Oh, don't think I don't see you guys getting all lovey dovey. You guys are so close you're basically already dating! You're all, "Jacob," and he's all, "Meredith." Holy shit, I'm not stupid. I can see when people like each other and swoon and probably have some suggestive dreams at night," Maya said, raising her eyebrows for a creepy touch.

"Ew! Maya! That's gross!" I responded, knowing she was thinking of the dirtiest thing possible.

She laughed and tossed her black hair over her shoulder. "So, what do you say? You coming or what?"

"Well ... that depends on what Jacob says. And besides, why a double date?" I asked, cocking my head as I slowly sat back down into my wooden chair, motioning for her to take the chair across the table from mine.

"To be honest, it was Michael's screw up," she said with another tinkling laugh, taking the chair across from mine, propping her elbows on the table, cradling her head in her heads, looking at me, wondering. "There's a rerun of an old movie that was supposed to be airing, right? So me and Michael were going to be smart and by some tickets in advance for the midnight showing. Turns out, he bought four instead of two, and they're non-refundable tickets. There is no way in hell we were wasting two tickets, so who else would I ask? My best friend and her ... uh, boyish-friend." She grinned cheekily.

"Boyish friend. Isn't there something else you can call him?" I asked, sighing a bit.

"Companion, your heart's desire, kindred soul, your promised one-" Maya started.

I just laughed. "Those won't do. But, if Jacob's okay with it ..."

"He will be. Michael will make sure of it. Actually, Michael's trying to track down your Quileute hottie right now. He always seems to be wandering around town somewhere. Why is that? It's kinda weird, don't you think? He's just always ... hanging around, looking as if he's always in the middle of his thoughts. But when you come around, it's like-BANG!-he's a completely different Jacob. Spilt personality, maybe?" Maya wondered out loud.

"Well, he's miles away from his home and family. I'm thinking that's why he spaces out so much and thinks a lot. Or, he just has a lot of stuff on his mind," I offered.

"True, true. I'd probably be the same way if I were in his position," Maya agreed.

Suddenly, I heard my front door slam open once more, and I had to surpress an eye twitch. Michael came in, his light brown hair ruffled and spiked in some places, huffing and puffing for air. "Hey. If Meredith is in, Jacob's in. We'll meet in front of the Monarch around ... eleven thirty?"

"Eleven," Maya disagreed. "Half of this tiny ass town will be there."

"'Kay." Michael went in for a kiss on Maya's lips, which she gratefully accepted before he waved to me, and then bolted off once more, closing my front door behind him.

I blinked. "Doesn't anyone knock anymore?"

"Nope," Maya laughed.

It was hours later, and both Maya and I were parked in front of the Monarch, both of us waiting paitently for the guys. I could only continue to glance at the car's dash clock, watching a minutes slugged by like hours, my hands clamped together into a tight ball as I glanced between Maya and I between glances at the clock. Maya had her hair into a messy bun, with a slim, fitting black tank top that hugged her curves that had a sparkly flower design on it, and a nice pair of fancy jeans, along with a silver necklace. I, however, was wearing a golden, fitting tee shirt with wide shoulders and a black tank top under that, with a normal, semi-fancy pair of jeans. My hair was in my regular curls, because it was too thick to even it and do anything else with.

"Merry, calm down!" Maya giggled. "You look beautiful, there's no need to worry. Yeesh."

"It's nothing, really," I said in response, though that was a lie. "I'm just a little anxious. What movie are we seeing again? You never did tell me."

"Hehe. About that ... we're seeing Night of the Living Dead. Hope you don't mind?" she said with an animated smile.

"Maya!" I cried. "You know I hate horror movies!" It was true; the last time I had watched one, there had been so much blood and gore I couldn't look at ketchup for three weeks afterwards without thinking about the movie.

"I know, I know, I'm sorry. But, stats say that horror movies-along with romantic comedies-are the top two movies to see with your boyfriend or your date. They get you closer and are proven to help keep a relationship strong or to build a strong relationship. Since all of the tickets were sold out to Love, Food, and the Stranger Next Door, me and Michael decided on the horror movie." Maya grinned again. "Sorry, but it'll be fun. I promise."

Suddenly, Michael's car pulled right beside ours, and Michael gave us an encouraging wink. I had no time to think about how upset my stomach would be during the film. I quickly looked past him and saw a dark figure in the passenger's seat. Jacob, I knew instantly. I looked to Maya, who was already getting out of the car, and sighed, slowly following her in persuit.

The air was warm and muggy, even for this time of year, and my feet slowly stepped along the concrete, slowly glancing at Michael and Maya, who were already holding hands, talking and chatting about how the movie was going to be, and if there was going to be a lot of blood. I waited for Jacob, who was standing tall and glorious in front of me, wearing a simple white tee shirt, and a pair of jeans, his obsidian hair spiked, yet soft looking at the same time. He grinned once he saw me, and my cheeks flushed and I smiled back. He strode toward me, taking me into a hug.

"You look beautiful, Mer," he murmured in my ear before he pulled back, and I already missed the feeling of his inhumanly warm arms around me.

"Thank you," I whispered my reply.

He offered his arm to me, to link mine through his, and I accepted, weaving my arm through his. With our arms linked, we followed both Maya and Michael, who were now chatting over their shoulders to us, obviously excited about this movie. Once we got into the red-themed movie theater, we waited in line with about a dozen other couples, my eyes glued on the crimson red carpeting as Jacob and I held some casual conversation about how the movie might go, which he found out about my hate for horror movies, and offered that we go to another, but I had to decline; Maya would kill me if we skipped out of the movie for that reason. We handed in our faded tickets, and made our way to the small popcorn and drink stand, where I ordered a large popcorn for us to share, and a Coke. He got a Sprite, and automatically offered to pay, but I tried to shove his russet hand back. We ended up going half and half so that we could both feel as if we had boughten the other person something, but Jacob didn't seem to happy about the fact that I paid for something.

We finally found out seats in the stuffy theater, and low conversations broke through the silent air as the light began to dim and the previews began rolling across the screen. I looked to Jacob, who's eyes were locked on mine.

"If it gets too scary for you, we can leave," Jacob suggested.

"I'll be fine. I hope," I added in a low undertone.

"You sure?" Jacob offered the bag of popcorn to me.

"Yep. But thanks anyway, Jake." I took a handful of popcorn and began picking out some of the popped kernals to eat.

As soon as the introducing credits were done, I was already shaking in my boots-a guy had already been killed by getting his head chopped off with an axe. I quickly finished my handful of popcorn and felt my stomach churning and my skin prickling with goosebumps. No, sir, I was not going to be okay. I grabbed the popcorn, trying to keep focusing on gnawing on it so that I could get the churning feeling out of my stomach.

About half way through the movie, I managed to peel my eyes off of the giant screen to glance at Maya and Michael that were beside me on my left, a seat seperating us. Their heads were bowed together, hands interlocked, both of them staring at the screen. I could only shudder and try to focus on my popcorn, but even that made me feel like I was about to throw up; I ended up giving it back to Jacob, who gleefully hogged the rest of the thing to himself. Biting my lip as blood splattered on the screen, I tried to make my self realize that it was only a movie, but when a shadowy zombie-like figure lurched out at the red-headed girl on the screen, I jumped, and even Maya flinched a little. Fear was running a rampage through out my mind, and I knew there was no way in hell that I was going to be able to sleep tonight.

Then, on the screen, another man was cowering in fear, but behind him, was some sort of zombie like creature was behind him, grinning madly. I couldn't take it; I turned to my right, and burried my face into Jacob's arm. He then moved that arm so that he could put it around me and I could press my face into his chest. His hand rubbed my back, and I shuddered as I heard a terrifying shriek echo through the theater.

"It's okay, Mer. I'm here," Jacob whispered, and I knew he was going to help me. "There's only a little bit left. We'll make it."

"Thank you," I murmured once more.

Okay, I few things before I leave you all alone. XD

First, I'm not sure if High Level, Alberta actually has a movie theater-since I don't live there or anywhere near there-and I saw a Monarch butterfly flying about this morning, and then, High Level's imaginary movie theater, the Monarch, was born. I'm sorry if I'm not correct, but I couldn't find anywhere on any maps if they had a movie theater, so they now have one. XDD Again, sorry if I'm wrong.

Second, I think that Night of the Living Deadis an actual movie, so all credits go to the guy that made the movie and the production crew and such. I don't own anything. I was also scrambling for movie names and made up a bunch of stuff, so I'm sorry if it isn't very well put together. LOL. XD

Third, I'm the exact same way as Meredith is around horror movies. I watch them, feel like I'm about to puke, have nightmares for three weeks, then turn out to be a huge fan. XD me and my friends Morgan and Tasha were watching Saw 1 and 2, and during the first one, I was scared shitless, and in the second one I cried a little because I was so scared. XD Now I'm a huge fan and can't wait to pee myself when I watch them. :3

Oh, and lastly, sorry it cut off so stupidly; it was getting pretty long. XD

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