My eyes flew open, bloodshot from only getting a few hours to sleep. The sun was just barely peeking out from behind the sodden rocks where the unruly waves had been covering it with seaweed. I sat up, unaware of where I was at the moment. So, I stood, not knowing what else to do, and walked towards the glistening water. Still trying to remember my purpose here on the beach, I picked up a perfectly flat pebble and skipped seven across the ocean.

Finally, I remembered why I was there. I replayed last nights events in my head while I skipped rocks again...I confidently told Bella that I loved her...Bella told me the same thing...she ran away...I felt drunk...I passed out...I had a dream about Sam in a bunny costume for halloween...

I spun around and saw the tracks I had made last night during my little dance. Then I saw a big indent in the sand where I had dropped to the ground and fallen asleep. I stared back at the vast sea. I thought of my plan to marry Bella. I had never completed step two. I needed to do that, still. But how would I contact Victoria?

The lightbulb above my head beamed brightly. She would definatly be able to smell me from far away. And I knew she was here in Jacksonville because she had been on the plane. I just needed a way to contact Victoria. So, I'd leave a note. Now all I needed was a pen and paper...

Sure enough, when I searched my left pocket I found a small bubble gum wrapper (Paul and I had had a "biggest bubble blower" contest to see who's bubble would pop first; I won). In the other pocket was a small orange crayon.

That's funny, I thought, frowning. I don't remember-

But I stopped short remembering how Victoria had taken the shape of a four-year-old on the plane. She must have slipped it into my pocket when I wasn't looking, knowing that I would need the crayon later. Smart bloodsucker.

I began to write:

Victoria,

Meet me at twilight on Thursday. Woods.

Jacob

I folded up the note and put one of my wolf hairs in it. I set it down and turned away from it. I made a small hill of the cool sand, forming a tuny nest in which I put the note. I straightened up and glanced around. I sniffed. No Cullen. Putting my hands at my side, I drew a large "V" casually in the sand with my foot. I knelt by my creation, examining it, making sure it was perfect... I scanned the beach for something to help complete the project. My eyes rested on a small pink shell. I walked over to it, my shadow following me in the dim sunlight. The shell was jagged, sharp, just what I needed for Victoria to know I had been there...

As the warm blood pulsed from the fresh wound on my hand, I knelt, once again, beside my hill. I squeezed my palm while facing it towards my creation and a small drop of blood oozed from the cut, dropping onto the note. Victoria would know that I had been there. She would smell my blood. It would satisfy her for a while. My treat.

I started to walk away to Bella's mom's house when I saw a flash of white against the dark forest trees. Stopping dead in my tracks, I knew what was coming up next. Before I could move even a finger, I felt a sharp pain on my unmorphed, human back. Someone (a vampire, most likely) was tearing into my skin with his or her nails. I felt my smooth skin sprout dark hairs that kept growing until they covered my whole body. I had morphed. Tiny black spots clouded my vision. I didn't feel like fighting the vampire so I just let him or her knock me out. I was feeling a dizzy sensation and dropped to my knees, I started to close my eyes but saw a glimpse of red before the darkness took me. The last thing I thought was, Why is Victoria doing this? But before I could react to this new peice of information, I fell back onto the cool gritty sand and into unconciousness.

Look guys. I know I'm really taking a while to update but I have a lot of things to do this summer so just give me a break. Also, I'm working on another story so just chill for me, k? Don't worry, I have EVERYTHING planned out in my story and I know EXACTLY what I'm going to end up with but I just don't have much time to type it up. Please be patient because good things come to those who wait! Thanks!

-One of the three Werewolf Hunters