GangstaSummoner: Thanks for the lovely reviews, favs and alerts. I apologize if this chapter seems a little rush, I was having a little bit of writer's block, hopefully the next chapter will be better.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Nor do I own the lyrics to "Imma Star" or "All My Life", those belong to Jeremih and K-Ci and JoJo.

Chapter 14 – I'm A Star

I could have sworn that I saw Jake and Bella on a motorcycle at the red light. Maybe I was imagining things. I sighed to myself, before snuggling closer to Anthony. His right arm was draped over my shoulders, his hand rested on my arm. He smelled good, wonderful actually. I wasn't picking up on his cologne, but more of his natural forest scent, it was intoxicating. My eyes were locked on the interior of the limo; it was big enough to fit about fifteen people. I'm sad to say that I don't have that many friends. The black leather seats were nice and warm, even the floor was black, and a small mini bar was in the corner, fully stocked with soda and juice. The dark tinted window separating us from the driver was convenient, more privacy for Anthony and I. We weren't planning on doing anything, maybe make out a little bit. The crazy thing about that is that he hadn't kissed me on the lips since our very first kiss.

He kissed the top of my head and whispered, "You really are beautiful tonight. Well, you are always beautiful, actually."

I blushed, a small smile tugging at my lips. "Thank you."

The limo shifted, turning on to the road just in front of the junior high. "I don't want you to think that I am only saying this because of the imprint thing." He then sighed lightly, "I know that is what you are thinking."

Wow, he knew me so well. It was kind of hard believing a guy who damn near hated me a couple weeks ago. I had doubts, but in order for him to imprint on me we had to be PERFECT for one another. I was his imprint, his soul-mate, the one. That meant a lot. I turned a little, looking up at him, staring into those brown eyes of his, and studying the strong bone structure of his face. I smiled, "I did think that at one time, but now I know that every little compliment that you give me comes straight from your heart. You love me."

He nods. "I know that you have your own imprint as well." He looked around as if he were worried about my answer.

"Trust me," I touched his cheek, "it is nothing like what we have. It is nowhere near that. My bond to my imprint is strictly on a family bases and nothing more. If one day you decide to leave I'll follow you because I love you. I am not held down to my imprint like you and the rest of the pack."

"I know," he nuzzled against my hand and then kisses it. The limo came to a complete stop, but I never took my eyes off Anthony. He looked so boyish and innocent as he stared back into my eyes. Instead of going for my lips, he went straight to my forehead like always, planting a gentle kiss right in the center. He pulled away, "We should get going."

"Yeah," I mumbled, disappointed. I heard the driver's door close and then he opened my door first. I stepped out as the young driver took my hand in his. He was dressed in the typical limo driver's uniform, black hat and black suit. "Have a nice time," he whispered to me and I only nodded my head. Anthony climbed out behind me and he instantly wisped me away towards the gym, arm in arm.

The music coming from the gym was loud as if it were at a nightclub. Students were entering the gymnasium, others standing outside preparing themselves for their grand entrance and others were just gawking at us because we looked so damn good. I put on my best smile, pulled Anthony closer to me and we made our grand entrance. The music became louder as we stepped foot into the gym, the disorienting music was now turning into understandable words, "TiK ToK" by Ke$ha filled the building. The teachers and chaperones smiled at us. Even Principal Leonard gave me a slightly approving glance, but there was a hint of warning behind it. I laughed to myself pulling Anthony into the sea of pink, white and red. Hearts were everywhere, matching balloons were on the floor, off to the far right was a section strictly for pictures, and on the left was the buffet table.

I scanned the crowd looking for my only human buddy, besides Bella. "Anya!" I heard Autumn's voice from across the floor. I turned in the direction of her voice and she was dressed in a color that kind of went with the whole Valentine theme and kind of didn't. Black. A black, strapless cocktail dress that stopped just above her knees with a fluffy skirt, and a red bow tied around her waist. She slowly made her way across the room as if she had been walking in those black platform heels for all her life. I had no idea that she had it in her. She had a huge grin on her face as she approached me, eyeing Anthony as well. Her black hair was slicked down, giving her a short haired Twiggy look. "Gorgeous!" She posed for a minute, showing off her dress. "What do you think?"

"Very beautiful!" I complimented her.

"You look wonderful," said Anthony. "But my girl looks a lot better."

Autumn playfully stuck her tongue out at Anthony, the teardrop earrings dangling at her ears. "Who cares about your girl? She can wear a paper bag and still make it look good."

"Stop it," I said completely flattered. "You really do look good and those heels are badass."

"I know!" She lifted her leg up, posing like a little school girl. "Oh!" she said suddenly, turning to face Anthony. "Do you know Seth Clearwater?"

Anthony nods his head. "Yes, I do. What about him?"

Autumn turned slowly, falling in beside us and her eyes locked on this tall, lanky reddish brown guy with short, spiky hair. He was standing next to a bunch of girls, one in particular was Dawn, and her cascading locks fell over her shoulders like a waterfall of curls. She clung to his arm like he was her prize possession. She moved slightly and I caught a glimpse at her white Cinderella ball gown. The shoulders of the dress hung off her shoulders, the bodice was tight and the skirt seemed really airy. She even topped it off with a tiara. I guess she assumes that she is automatically the Sweetheart Queen. I watched her laugh and then she touched the guy known as Seth's chest with her dainty white gloved hand.

It was sickening watching her flirt with him and I felt the need to gag. It kind of pissed me off because she just had to go find herself a hot Indian to bring to the dance. I'm perfectly happy with being the sole interracial lover at this school. God, it just pisses me off! Anthony sensed my discomfort and he squeezed my hand lightly. "Autumn, your sister is a complete bitch and a hater."

Autumn scoffed and then scowls as she glares at her sister. "You think I don't know that. I've been living with her for fourteen years."

Anthony said while pulling away from me. "I am going to go say hello."

"Nooo," I begged while pulling at his arm. "Don't go say hello."

"Yeah," said Autumn, agreeing with me. "Don't go mingle with the enemies."

"Don't be a traitor," I added while still holding on to his arm.

He only gave an infectious grin. "I am not a traitor if I am only going to mingle with my friend. It's been years since I've seen Seth."

"You were just at the rez the other day," I reminded him.

"Doesn't mean I saw Seth," he laughed before pulling away and strolled towards Dawn and her crew.

For most of the night Dawn and her crew were cutting eyes at me all night. Let's be real, I don't know any of those girls and I damn sure don't hang out with them, but they still hate me. Ugh! Don't you just hate jealous bitches? My main goal tonight was to just have fun and have a good old time. No cares and no worries. I am going to be me and do what I do best. Bump!

What the fuck?

I turned around to see who the hell had just bumped into me, almost knocking my drink out of my hand and almost making me spill it all over my very expensive dress. I should have known. The blonde bimbo, of course. "Sorry about that," said Seth as he nods towards Anthony and apologizes to me while we were on the dance floor.

Dawn had her arms draped around Seth's shoulder, swaying her hips in front of him. She turned around, her butt pressed all against his crotch and she did a little seductive dance and then gives a fake apology. "Oh, I'm sorry Anya. Didn't know it was you?"

Yeah, right. Anthony leaned in towards me, whispering into my ear, "Stay calm." How could I stay calm when the bitch just bumped into me on purpose? Something was telling me to pour my punch all over her pretty, little white dress and ruin it. Something else was telling me to slap the shit out of her. Something else was telling me to phase and just decapitate her with my sharp teeth. And something else was just telling me to just snap her neck because that was something I could easily do at the moment. "Relax," he whispered again.

I dug my fingernails into the palm of my hand until I smelled my own blood in the air; I knew that it would heal in a matter of seconds. I just wanted to tell her off just this one time, but I controlled myself. I gave a fake smile. "Sure, sure," I said and then turned around while taking a sip of my punch and began to dance.

The music faded into "Imma Star" by Jeremih and I was instantly ready to show off my dancing skills. I rushed towards the trash can, tossing my cup into it and then rushed back to Anthony's side. The opening lyrics began to play and I was in the zone.

I thought I told ya
Imma star.
You see the ice?
You see the cars?
Flashy lights. Everywhere we are.
Livin like, like there's no tomorrow

I started to nod my head to the beat and then swayed my hips from left to right. Anthony's hands were on my hips as I moved my body like a genie. Autumn was dancing beside me with some random dude and Dawn and Seth were right across from me dancing very seductively. Dawn was not paying Seth much attention because her focus was on me and the way I was getting down. I smirked as I started rocking my hips to the beat, left and right and I did a little dip to the floor. Anthony held my left hand up as I curved my back, my butt kind of sticking out as I rose from my dip. He spun me around and I could tell that he was enjoying it because he had a huge grin on his face. He did a little two step behind me. I was glad that he had a little rhythm.

[VERSE 1]
I got money.
I dont need a range.
Im a pimp.
I dont need a cane.
Be it kills charlie.
You can keep the change.
Now that I got the torch.
Ima keep the flame.
Ima keep my aim, gotta make the big shots.
In my latest suit louie v flip flops.
Gotta bad bitch her hair and nails tip top.
Jeremih got the game on a slip knot.
Just before the stacks.
I got rubberbands.
Consumers only want you to supply demand.
So here I am. check my DNA.
Gettin money's only thing on my resamay

I held my arms up, snapping my fingers to the beat, not caring about anything. I listened to the lyrics, I didn't consider myself to be a "bad bitch" because my hair and nails were perfect, but tonight I felt like a bad bitch and Dawn had nothing on me. Nothing at all. I saw how she was looking at me, envying me because she wishes she had this. Let's be real. I didn't have much. I wasn't rich either. If it wasn't for Alice I probably would be looking like Plain Jane tonight. Seriously, what did I have that made her hate me so much. Was it my super hot boyfriend or the reason that people actually liked me, even though I was a loner?

[CHORUS 2x]
I thought I told ya I'm a star
You see the ice? you see the cars?
Flashy lights everywhere we are
Livin like like there's no tomorrow

[VERSE 2]
Like the dealership I got buku cars
Penitentary I keep buku bars
Flow so hot, ridin buku large
Hollywood ground, I got buku stars
Dont need rogger ebert, or the paparazzi
Take on and alread the county stop me
I hit hella licks
Man hella staggin
Hit the weed man so you can get in touch with mary jane
You a scorpio? girl get over here
Ride me all night like you kin a paul revere.
Kissin on my neck
Nibblin on my ear.
You say you wanna chill?
Go head and grab a beer

When I came out of my thoughts, Dawn had disappeared, Seth was by himself and Anthony's hands were no longer around my waist. I twirled around and somehow Dawn had swiped Anthony out of my grasp. She had her thin, pale arms wrapped around his neck and her thin, boney fingers running through his hair. I saw her remove her hands from his hair and then began to rub all over his chest and then grabbing his butt. I felt the trembles running down my arms and shooting out through my fingers; my breathing increased. Could I…Should I…Would I…I was going to explode!

[CHORUS 2x]
I thought I told ya. I'm a star
You see the ice? you see the cars?
Flashy lights everywhere we are.
Livin like like there's no tomorrow
[2x]

Flashy lights
Ohhhhh, ohhhhhh, ohh, ohh, ohhhh
Everywhere we are ohhh ohhh ohhhhh
Everywhere we are ohhh ohhh ohhhhh

Like the song, I was literally seeing flashing lights of red instead of white. I saw flashing lights of blood and I mean Dawn's blood. The bitch had to die and that was all to that. I glared at Anthony and he was obviously uncomfortable with the situation, but I figured that he continued to dance with her just to keep the peace. I felt a warm hand on my shoulder and I whipped my head around like Linda Blair on The Exorcist. "Let's dance," Seth suggested.

"Fuck off!" I yelled through clenched teeth, a low growl rumbling in my throat. I didn't want to dance with him. I wanted to dance with my boyfriend who was currently dancing with the Wicked Witch of Forks Junior High. I was not going to stand for it. I couldn't hold back any longer. Just remember, whatever I do, she had it coming for her.

[VERSE 3]
Ok now I be ballin I I I be ballin
You can catch me in the ait.
I be ballin
When im tryna buy some gear, I be mallin
In the middle of the club or where ever you call it.
Either the cameras flickin or the police clockin.
Especially at the end of the month when its just not an option

Now they got the spotlight on me, why they put that on me
Now I'm never lonley cuz everywhere I go there's...

Flashy lights

The song came to an end I was already pushing myself forward as the beat began to fade out into a different song. I stood behind Dawn, eyes locked on the back of her head. She was a little bit taller than me, but it didn't scare me one bit. I decided not to break her neck or decapitate her or pour punch on her. I was just going to kick her ass and get everything over with. No one was going to protect her, not even her own sister was going to help her and I dare Seth to jump in to her rescue, he would feel the wrath of Anya as well.

I found myself grabbing a big hunk of her hair and yanked her forcefully to the ground with my vampire strength. She yelled out in pain as she fell to the floor, her big cotton ball of a dress surrounded her like a pile of feathers. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" she screamed as she tried to get up, but the weight of her dress was holding her down.

I stepped forward, digging my black, open toe heel into the bottom of her dress so that she would not be able to move much. I stared at her with anger in my eyes. "Back the fuck off! He is mine do you hear me! M-I-N-E!"

"Babe, chill out," I heard Anthony say from behind me.

I gave him a menacing over the shoulder glare. "Shut up! I'm dealing with this!" I turned to look at Dawn. It was all in slow motion, out the corner of my eye I could see a large wad of spit come flying towards my face. I didn't have time to react, I couldn't move and it splattered across my nose and cheek. "You little whore!" I yelled and literally jumped on top of her, smacking and punching her in the face. One of us was going to come out victorious and it was going to be me because I'm a star! I yanked at her dress, tearing the material into something out of the Flintstones; she was going to look like crap when I got through with her.

Students began to crowd around us, cheering me on and others yelling for Dawn to get up. The music had stopped playing and I heard Principal Leonard's deep voice over the microphone, "Will Anya Moore, Dawn Hinders, Anthony Rivers and John Anderson please report to the stage. That is Anya Moore, Dawn Hinders, Anthony Rivers and John Anderson, please report to the stage."

Way to break of the fight Mr. Leonard. I felt Anthony's strong arms wrap around me, pulling me off Dawn and back to my feet. I smoothed out the wrinkles in my dress, looked at Anthony and asked, "How do I look?" I could hear students in the background laughing as I noticed Seth helping Dawn to her feet and he was trying his best to hold in his laughter. I cringed when I saw the damage that I had done, the silk material of her dress had been torn off her right shoulder, pieces of the fluffy skirt hung unevenly as she pushed her way through the crowd. Her face was red and swollen and I could have sworn I saw a black eye forming. I brought my attention back to Anthony and smiles.

A few strands of hair that flew freely from my bun, he smoothed it back against my head and smiles in return. "Much better now." He pulled me towards the stage, through a crowd of peering eyes. I am surprised that I didn't get kicked out or suspended again for the incident. I guess tonight is my lucky night. Anthony helped me up the stairs and he stood between Dawn and me as she cut evil glares my way. Even though she looked like a hot mess, she held her head up high like she was the shit.

Principal Leonard seemed quite pissed off as he stared at the two of us and I was quite sure that he had something in store for us this coming Monday. But for now, I was going to relish in my golden moment. "Students of Forks Junior High, you made your decision for this year Sweetheart Queen and King. Once again the nominees are: Dawn Hinders." People cheered and others booed, she stepped forward waving her hand like the typical beauty queen and then took a step back. "Anya Moore." I took a step and gave a huge grin, people cheered me on and other just stared in disbelief as I fell back in line. "Anthony Rivers." The crowd went wild when Principal Leonard called my baby's name. I even heard a few catcalls. Anthony was quite popular amongst the student body. He casually looked my way and winked. "And John Anderson." There were a few people clapping for him.

The crowd began to settle down and Mrs. Aston approached Principal Leonard with two crowns in one hand and a bouquet of roses in the other. She stood beside him, her plain red dress cascading to the wooden stage below her. She glanced my way, a little smile on her face and then Principal Leonard spoke, "Your Sweetheart King is…Anthony Rivers." Anthony looked shocked as his full lips pulled into a smile and he stepped forward to stand beside Mrs. Aston. I hadn't notice the two sashes that she had draped over her shoulders. Anthony was so tall that he had to bend down so that she could crown him and then drape the sash over his body.

"Your Sweetheart Queen is…Anya Moore."

I squealed loudly as I took my place beside Anthony. I felt the sharp daggers Dawn was shooting at the back of my head and then her mental thoughts swept over me. Fucking half-breed bitch! How could she win?! I mean, look at me! I am gorgeous! What's so special about her? I've been at this school longer than she has! Shit! She dug her heel into the floorboard underneath her dress. I could only laugh and smirk as I glanced over my shoulder at her. I stuck my tongue out at her and then mouthed, "Na, na, na, na, boo, boo, your ass lost!" I turned around to face my peers; all of their thoughts made me feel as if they were satisfied with the results. Some only voted for me not because they liked me, but because they did not want Dawn to get it. I would have done the same thing if it were someone else.

Mrs. Aston draped the thin sash over my shoulder and across my chest and then placed a beautiful tiara with rhinestone on the top on my head. She then reached me the bouquet of roses and took a step back. I gripped Anthony's arm and he whispered, "Aren't you glad that you won?"

"Oh absolutely."

Anthony led me out to the dance floor after Principal Leonard introduced us as queen and king for the night. The swarm of red, pink, and white dresses and black tuxedos turned into a circle around us. The room went black and all of a sudden the spotlight was on us. I stared at Anthony and he bowed in front of me as if he were my own personal prince. I grabbed the thin silk fabric of my dress and curtseyed before rising slowly. He took my hand in his, pulling me closely to his body. I rested my head against his chest, my arms draped over his shoulders, my fingers clasped behind his neck. His hands were around my waist, strategically placed just above my butt. Then the lyrics to my favorite song came blasting through the speakers.

I will never find another lover sweeter than you,
Sweeter than you
And I will never find another lover more precious than you
More precious than you

It was "All My Life" by K-Ci and JoJo. Okay, I know you are probably wondering how I know about a song like that. Well, it reminded me of something from my past. The memories are very foggy and I am positive that I was extremely small back then, maybe a baby, but I can picture a tall man and a woman moving to that song. That song stood out to me all these years. Once I was a little bigger and old enough to use a computer, I typed in the words and found the song. I fell in love with it. I've been listening to it ever since. The crazy thing is that it reminds me of Anthony and me…with the whole imprint thing. As a wolf, you wait forever until you find that special one who is the world to you. You know that they will be there for you for an eternity. Your imprint will change you; he or she will make you become a lover, a friend or a protector. It's strange.

And all my life I've prayed for someone like you
And I thank God that I, that I finally found you
All my life I've prayed for someone like you
And I hope that you feel the same way too
Yes, I pray that you do love me too

I said you're all that I'm thinking of.....baby

Said, I promise to never fall in love with a stranger,
You're all I'm thinking of, I praise the Lord above,
For sending me your love, I cherish every hug,
I really love you

"You know," Anthony whispered against my cheek, "you're all that I think of." Our bodies moved back and forth, dancing slow two steps as the song played on. I knew that I was the only thing that he thought about. I was his imprint for crying out loud. And I knew that he loves me, I love him too even though he is not my imprint. I feel…connected to him in a way that I feel towards Bella, except my love for him is more on a romantic level. I think that it has something to do with the fact that he imprinted on me. I'm falling in love with him in just a matter of weeks. Funny what the supernatural world can do to us.

I found myself snuggling closer to him, my eyes closed as I danced in his arms. "Yeah, I know."

And all my life, baby, baby, I've prayed for someone like you,
And I thank God that I, that I finally found you, baby
All my life I've prayed for someone like you
And I hope that you feel the same way too
Yes, I pray that you do, love me

You're all that I ever known, when you smile, on my face, all I see is a glow.
You turned my life around, you picked me up when I was down,
You're all that I ever known, when you smile on your face all I see is a glow,
You picked me up when I was down
You're all that I ever known, when you smile on your face all I see is a glow,
You picked me up when I was down and I hope that you feel the same way too,
Yes I pray that you do love me too

I feel sorry for Bella though. Jake loves her. I mean loves her like no other man can possibly do; and to think he hasn't imprinted on her yet. It will truly break her heart when he finds his imprint. I hope that that day never comes. I couldn't bear to see Bella so broken. But when she is around Jake, she glows. You see the life in her that she once had and she feeds off of Jake's warm energy. He makes her happy and she makes him happy as well. I don't see any bad things happening to them because they are a very strong couple.

All my life, I've prayed for someone like you,
And I thank God that I, that I finally found you
All my life I've prayed for someone like you
Yes, I pray that you do love me too

The dance ended around ten o'clock and around ten-thirty we were back at my house. Charlie wanted me home by eleven, so he couldn't hate Anthony for bringing me home thirty minutes early. I looked out the tinted black windows, Charlie's cruiser was still parked out front, Bella's truck behind it and her motorcycle was still no where to be found. I turned around in my seat to face Anthony; he was just staring at me with those blind man eyes again. I smiled and then asked, "What are you thinking about?" His crown was still on his head, tilted to the side like a pimp.

"I should be asking you the same thing. Something is bothering you."

I looked away. Was it that obvious? I nervously clasped my hands together in my lap and took a deep breath. I then looked at him out the corner of my eye. "Why won't you kiss me?" The questions started to pour out like word vomit. "Do you want to kiss me?"

I studied his face. He didn't say much. He just continued to stare at me. "You don't," I said sounding disappointed. I was being rejected yet again, by this Quileute boy who had captured my attention a month ago.

"I do," he said while he clasped my chin with his hand, forcing me to look at him. His voice was uncertain. "It's just that…I have my reasons for not kissing you. Reasons that I can't explain right now. I want you to understand that." He leaned his forehead against mine. I felt the warmth of his breath blowing against my skin.

I leaned towards him, my hands against his neck, my fingers lightly touching the smoothness of the skin of his neck and working my way to his cheeks. I could feel the small prickles of hair against his lower jaw. I inhaled his scent, taking it all in. "Don't deny me, Anthony." His body tensed and I felt him struggle with his inner feelings. "Don't deny me," I whispered over and over again; using the power of the imprintee against him. He couldn't resist me no matter how hard he tried.

"Don't torture me," he whispered, our lips ever so close.

"Give in," I whispered, my lips lightly brushing against his. "Kiss me."

That was all it took for his barrier to fall down and shatter into millions of pieces. He moved so quick that he pushed me against the door, my fingers intertwined in his hair, his hands on my thighs, our lips locking and moving over one another. My back was against the door and I only hoped that we didn't fall out. He gasped against my mouth, exploring my warmth. I could hear him growling like a dog as he hungrily bit at my bottom lip and I could have sworn that he drew blood. I moaned against his cheek, pulling away as I stared at him with intense eyes. "Thank you."

He looked at me in shock when he said, "You're welcome," as if he was waiting on something weird to happen, but it didn't.

"What's wrong?" I asked, curious.

"Nothing," he said and then captured my mouth again.

Jacob's POV

The night couldn't had been any better, it had been perfect. It was spectacular. Oh man, and Bella…damn! I didn't think she had it in her and I had no idea that she would actually consider going all the way. She totally threw me for a loop. She had skills, really good skills and I wondered who she learned them from. Shit, I hope not that bloodsucker. What could he possible teach her with a frozen dick? Hmm? Forget that I said that. Bella isn't my first. I tried waiting on her while she was in Seattle, but I couldn't. I was tempted and some of the girls on the rez were willing. Even the ones that couldn't stand me were throwing themselves at me after my growth spurt. If you looked hot and sexy nine times out of ten the girl would mostly jump you in a minute.

It was already early morning, the sun had risen over the horizon and we were way past our decent hour deadline. I stared at Bella's naked form as she lay on top of me asleep; her legs intertwine in mines, her head resting on my chest and her arms at my sides. She was so beautiful. The soft trickle of the waterfall falling into the spring gave off a soft melody just as the many birds joined in with their own tune. Bella's skin was nice and warm against me, her hair shielding her face just a little. I brushed it back, wanting to see more of her face. Her cheeks were a rosy complexion; her lips redden from the many kisses we shared last night. I noticed the small reddish passion mark just at the crook of her neck and laughed silently to myself. Charlie definitely was not going to like that. I'm sure Alice had some kind of tip for hiding that. It was she who gave me the champagne, said that she had a vision of Bella being somewhere romantic. The pixie was pretty cool.

Bella stirred in her sleep, looking up at me with half open, half closed eyes and yawns. "…Jake…" She dropped her head back down to my chest, falling back into a light slumber.

I began to make trails up and down her spine, hopefully that would wake her up. "Wake up, sleepyhead."

She groaned in her sleep, letting her eyes flutter open and then try to adjust them to the morning sunlight. "What…is it?"

"I gotta get you back home. Charlie is probably worried about you."

She yawns again, the warmth of her breath tickling at my skin. "Who cares about what…what Charlie says?"

I chuckled, "I do because he has a shotgun. Now get up, sweetie."

She groaned again, sitting up straight, her hair a complete mess on top of her head. She stood to her feet and then flinched as she got use to the feel of her newly deflowered body. She then looked down at my naked body and blushed, looking away. "I-I didn't think I would be this sore."

"Now you want to act all innocent," I teased her while standing up. I wrapped my arms around her waist, kissing her forehead then her lips. "That's what happens when you want to have sex four times in one night." She frowned at my comment and then wrapped her arms around her body. "Your clothes are on the table next to your purse."

I grabbed my clothes from off the side of the spring and changed clothes as she did the same. "Jake?" she asked, looking up from the table.

"Yeah, what is it?" I asked before pulling my shirt over my head.

"Where is my underwear?"

I turned around, a smirk on my face and nods towards the spring. Her face turned beet red again and she quickly pulled up her pants. There was no way that she would want those panties back. And I was not in the mood for jumping in to retrieve them. I walked towards her just as she slipped her sweater over her head and then she frowns again. I kissed her cheek. "Don't be that way." I whispered into her ear in a seductive tone, "Besides, you might like the feel of a motorcycle without any panties on?"

She playfully smacked me on the arm. "Shut up, Jake," she yelled, while trying to hold in her laugher.

We made it back to Bella's house around seven o'clock and I parked her bike out front and recovered it. She was staring at me, her face glowing. She grabbed my hand and then kisses my palm. "Thank you for the lovely night."

"Did you enjoy yourself?" I asked pulling her closer to me, wanting to feel her body against mine one more time. After what happened last night it might be a while before I am allowed back into the house.

"Very much so," she sighed contently. "Did you?"

"You know I did. I love you. Anything you do for me is wonderful."

She smirked, "You want to try it again someday."

"You know, you should stop teasing me. I might rape you right on Charlie's front lawn."

She laughed, "You are such a pervert," and then leans up to kiss me. I met her halfway, loving the way her lips felt against mine. "But I am just as nasty, huh?"

I pulled away. "Yes, you are Miss Isabella Marie Swan. That is why you should go before we both do something we will regret."

"Fine," she pulled away from me and hurries up the steps to the front porch. She waved goodbye and then blew me a kiss before stepping inside the house to face the wrath of Chief Charlie Swan.