This one is kinda short. But...you'll live.

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Chapter 14: Isn't that 'sposed to kill him or something?

We stayed at the Cullens for a few more hours. I could tell we were going to be good friends. Especially Alice. Maybe even Rosalie; she wasn't so bad.

"Alright, I've gotta go. Izzy's asleep and Charlie's probably hungry."

"Will you be back tomorrow?" asked Alice.

"Sorry, I'm going to La Push tomorrow. I haven't seen Jake since I got my powers. I have to figure out what I'm going to say to him..." I trailed off. The vampires in the room had made a funny face when I mentioned Jake. I wondered what that was about.

"Okaaaaaaaaaaay. See you Monday then! Sit with us at lunch?"

"Sure. Can Jess come too? I think she's getting a little resentful."

"Well.." She looked around the room. "I guess that's okay."

I scooped up Izzy and drove back home. It's strange...It already felt like more of a home than with mom. Not that I didn't like it there, I was just...very comfortable here for some reason.

I was right, Charlie WAS hungry. He'd attempted to make spaghetti. On his own. Ugh!

"Dad. You know you can't cook. Plus, there's pasta salad in the fridge."

"Well, I forgot about that. And I wanted something warm." It sounded like we wanted to add a 'so there' to the end of that.

"I'm sure you've got a can of Raviolis here somewhere." I pointed out. "You used to live off that stuff. Since you can't...oh, I don't know...make anything other than scrambled eggs."

"Well, um, yeah, I 'spose we've got that...Would you believe me if I told you I was sick of it?"

"Not at all!" I said cheerfully.

He just stuck out his tongue and walked away. How old is he, 5? Seriously.

I walked upstairs and fell face-first onto my bed. Within 12.2 seconds I was asleep. But really, can you blame me? I'd had a long day!

It was only 7:30 when I went to bed, but surprisingly I didn't wake up until 9:30 the next morning. Charlie was gone fishing today, so I had the whole house to myself. I didn't want to go to Jake's too early. He was lazy and sometimes didn't get up 'til after one. Then I remembered the face the Cullens had made when I mentioned him. It was a sad, fearful expression. Something was wrong. I decided to race over right away.

When I got there, he was already up. There was DEFINITELY something going on. He was never up before 11:30. And it was only 10:02.
Jake jumped when he saw me. He had circles under his eyes. Was he not sleeping well? That would explain the early rising.

"Bella!" He sounded afraid. And different. I couldn't quite place it though. Why was he scared? Did he know I was a witch? I could never hurt him. Ever. Didn't he know that? Or...was this something else?

"Man, you really grew a lot Jake!" And wow, he looked so much older. At least 19 or 20 even though he was only 16.

"Bells, you have to leave."

"No Jake, I have to talk to you. It's important."

"It's dangerous!" That confirmed it. He knew I was a witch.

"But how? How did you know? Was it the Cullens?" I was going to kill them for telling my secret.

That's when I noticed something else. It had been bugging me for a while. "Wait..." I started backing away from him. "Y-your skin..."

It was pale. It looked almost white. Jake was a Quileute. His skin was never pale.

Jacob was a vampire.

So? What do you think? Good surprise? Don't worry, I'll explain it next chapter! Hehehe!

Random Question of the Chapter (from now on RQC(Maybe)): If you could have any one super power, what would it be?