Sorry for the long wait - which was only six days - But I was damn lazy and I just couldn't get my ass up and do some dang work, oh and I had to do an essay for English and I stayed up all night writing it and perfecting it but then the next day school was cancelled because of some stupid power cut I Hate School.

anyways, here is Chapter 21 Part 1. of wolves of fate, hope you enjoy it:

Well, here is a heads up. There won't be that much supernatural shit in this chapter but only in the chapters to come. I kind of had to show Bella as a normal teenage girl with hormones, homework and annoying brothers as well as dealing with the supernatural.

I skipped to the window, stunned to see that there was hardly a cloud in the sky, and those there were just fleecy little white puffs that couldn't possibly be carrying any rain. I opened the window — surprised when it opened silently, without sticking, not having opened it in who knows how many years — and sucked in the relatively dry air. It was nearly warm and hardly windy at all. My blood was electric in my veins.

Charlie was downstairs with the boys when I went downstairs, I decided to throw on a light pink sweater that had a black velvet collar and a bow, I also threw on my black skinny jeans and my brown cowboy boots - the weather in forks is unpredictable, It could go from sunny to thunder storm. I shuddered at that thought, hopefully today wouldn't be that day.

" Dad, I gotta talk to you about my drum set. " Aaron started, his mouth was filled with food.

"You don't have a drum set! " Charlie argued, he was confused like we were.

" Exactly. But I figured out a way to solve this problem." He continued and he spoke to charlie as if he was a child.

" And that would be...? " Charlie probed for an explanation, he looked at us with a pleading look we just shrugged.

" I'm gonna let you buy it for me." Aaron smiled and tried to muster up his best puppy dog face, Everyone knew that i'm the only one that could get away with the puppy dog face in this household.

" Nice try Aaron but that's so not gonna work, one that puppy dog face is the worst and two your a slug that can't even play the drums " I smiled Happily as Aaron's face looked defeated. Charlie Smiled a tight smile, I knew he was mad.

" Come on kids, I don't like it when you fight in the morning " Charlie stood up and kissed our heads but we ducked just in time, I was the unlucky one.

" your fault for having another child after me " I mumbled. Charlie, Joey and Aaron glared up at me while Gabe just snickered. I mumbled my sorry.

" I know you love me sis " Aaron confirmed smiling broadly at me, I rolled my eyes but smiled too.

" She calls you a slug. " Joey dejected, while brushing his curly floppy hair, the curly bangs were bouncing with every stroke.

" Yeah, well, that's 'cause she loves me right down to the ground " Aaron smiled his wolfy grin, the food still stuck between his teeth.

" hardly, now come on guys; we got to get to school, It's a good day today the suns out! " I announced happily. Gabe just grinned at me while Joey and Aaron exchanged looks and rolled their eyes.

I hesitated on my way out the door, hand on my rain jacket. It would be tempting fate to leave it home. With a sigh, I folded it over my arm and stepped out into the brightest light I'd seen in months.

We were the one of the first one's to get to school early, The boys just groaned and smacked the back of my head while I was grinning from ear to ear. hadn't even checked the clock in my hurry to get outside.

Joey and Gabe decided to wait in the car, and seconds later I see them on their phones. With a huff I jumped out the car and made my way toward the seldom-used picnic benches on the south side of the cafeteria. The benches were still a little damp, so I sat on my jacket, glad to have a use for it.

I wasn't aware that Aaron was following me until the second he sat next to me with his friend Luke marks the guy who gave me the motorcycles Jacob was building.

They both had a meatball in their clear plastic cup they got from the cafeteria. Both were smiling ear to ear and looked at each other mischievously. I narrowed my eyes at them and braced myself for whatever prank their playing on me.

" what are you guys doing " I nervously asked.

" oh we're playing the new game we just made up, wanna try " He asked innocently while poking a look at Luke.

" no thanks, I'll rather see paint dry than play your dumb games " I sneered.

" oh well alright then " He shrugged casually, almost too casually.

They began tossing the meatball back and forth, they were enjoying it as well, Which I found odd. They put scores for landing it in the cup and subtracting the points when it hit the floor or their hand. I watched for a few minutes, trying to see if they would land one on me but they didn't so I took out my trig home works and began going over a few sums I wasn't sure of.

A meat ball landed in Aaron's cup. " yeah and It counts " He pumped his fist in the air while holding his cup in the other, Luke looked upset but then his face broke into a smile.

Then a meatball then landed on my Homework! I looked up at them , All I saw was read. I was literally shaking, The homework was supposed to be due today this first period. How am I going to show this when there is a meatball stain on it. where did he even get the meatball anyway?!

" Oh! Right plus. I get an extra five points 'cause it landed on someone else's homework and It's a Thursday " Luke replied as he danced on the table, passers by were giving us curios looks as to why I was hanging out with a bunch of eight graders and why they were dancing while I was fuming like hell, I was probably sure there was steam coming out of my ear.

" Thanks a lot, Izzy " Aaron muttered, his face crestfallen and he faked a pout and stomped at the ground like a little kid.

" Go play somewhere else now! I don't have time to play your silly games, I've got to do my homework again! " I shouted at them, throwing my hands in the air furiously.

" Run Luke, she's gonna blow " Aaron ran shrieking like a little girl while Luke blew me a kiss and ran after him.

I took out my book furiously I scribbled down most of the notes of homework on the sheet and transferred it to my book. but halfway through rechecking the first problem I was daydreaming, watching the sunlight play on the red-barked trees. I sketched inattentively along the margins of my homework. After a few minutes, I suddenly realized I'd drawn five pairs of dark eyes staring out of the page at me. I scrubbed them out with the eraser.

"Bella!" I heard someone call, and it sounded like Mike.

I looked around to realize that the school had become populated while I'd been sitting
there, absentminded. Everyone was in t-shirts, some even in shorts though the
temperature couldn't be over sixty. Mike was coming toward me in khaki shorts and a
striped Rugby shirt, waving.

"Hey, Mike," I called, waving back, I tried to sound like I was actually happy but failed. He came to sit by me, the tidy spikes of his hair shining golden in the light, his grin stretching across his face. He was so delighted to see me, I couldn't help but feel gratified. He searched my face and frowned.

" Is there something wrong Bella " He asked, his voice was soft and he sounded concerned.

" No, It's just that my little brother ruined my homework " I sighed as I stuffed my work in my bag. I wasn't going to say Luke's name since he was in earshot and was sitting on the bench to the left talking about the new upcoming sci-fi film that was coming out.

" Oh, I know how you feel, I have a brother who's in third grade " He huffed.

" My brother just acts like it " I replied.

"I never noticed before — your hair has red in it," he commented, catching between his fingers a strand that was fluttering in the light breeze.

"Only in the sun."

I became just a little uncomfortable as he tucked the lock behind my ear.

" your eyes have a hint of red too " he replied as he stared into my eyes.

" excuse me " I was confused, my eyes didn't feel weird at all. I was sure they were fine in the morning.

" I was talking about your color of your eye's they have a hint of brown but also red, It's weird. I'ts like a vampires " He laughed. I scratched the back of my head and laughed, It came out as a throaty bark. I didn't want to really discuss vampires, right now especially not now. I decided to change tactics.

"Great day, isn't it?" I asked nonchalantly, he nodded and smiled.

" so, what did you do yesterday " He asked.

"I mostly worked on my essay." I didn't add that I was finished with it — no need to
sound smug.

He hit his forehead with the heel of his hand. "Oh yeah — that's due Thursday, right?"

"Um, Wednesday, I think."

"Wednesday?" He frowned. "That's not good… What are you writing yours on?"

"Whether Shakespeare's treatment of the female characters is misogynistic."

He stared at me like I'd just spoken in pig Latin.

"I guess I'll have to get to work on that tonight," he said, deflated. "I was going to ask if
you wanted to go out."

"Oh." I was taken off guard. Why couldn't I ever have a pleasant conversation with
Mike anymore without it getting awkward?

"Well, we could go to dinner or something… and I could work on it later." He smiled at
me hopefully.

"Mike…" I hated being put on the spot. "I don't think that would be the best idea." His face fell. "Why?" he asked, his eyes guarded. My thoughts flickered to Jacob, wondering what he would do, If he loved me.

" Mike..." I tried to think of of something " I don't think that's a good idea because my Dad won't let me date and If we do " I positioned at us when I mentioned 'we' " My dad would won't let you reproduce again he has his gun loaded for stuff like this " I replied and he nodded and bit his lip. " plus I think I like someone else " I slipped out, Instantly regretting it.

" who " he asked, his eyes narrowed as he scanned the boys in campus.

" it's er...I'ts er...Look I don't really like...I don't...You don't know him " I muttered quietly and looked at the ground. I took in a deep breath."mike I'm not really looking to date anyone and My dad will kill any guy who practically touches me and then there's the Jake who I kind of hang out with so just lay off, alright " I looked him straight in the eye, my voice was firm and my head was held high.

" Jake... Jake...oh the guy from the beach trip. The native guy, why him, doesn't he look a bit to young " Mike Inquisitioned. I groaned and threw my hands in the air and began walking away from him.

" sorry, sorry. I was just saying that he looks a little young " He defended his statement.

" No Jake's just a couple of months younger, I mean we're both sophomores and plus Jake's tall for his age " I mumbled the last part, I like my men tall.

We walked in silence to building three, and his expression was distracted. I hoped whatever thoughts he was immersed in were leading him in the right direction, that I was not available.

School passed in a blur and Joey dropped me off at Jacob's house. Aaron didn't want to come and Gabe had to keep an eye on the town . Joey, well he was to busy seeing his on and off girlfriend Carly who was a sophomore in college and was only twenty years old. She had honey blonde hair and blue- green eyes and always wears dark read lipstick. She is in Udub so Joey has to drive all the way there, just to get laid. I pity him. Joey said he will pick me up after our date, If not Gabe will in ' wolf form. I still don't get why Joey decided to date someone younger this year, he usually goes for girls who are graduating College or who are at least twenty seven. But as long as he is happy, I'm happy.

I was dropped of by the side of the Blacks' house, close to the trees, to make it easier for us to sneak the bikes out. When I got out, a splash of color caught my eye¬two shiny motorcycles, one red, one black, were hidden under a spruce, invisible from the house. Jacob was prepared.

There was a piece of blue ribbon tied in a small bow around each of the handlebars. I was laughing at that when Jacob ran out of the house.

"Ready?" he asked in a low voice, his eyes sparkling.

I glanced over his shoulder, and there was no sign of Billy.

"Yeah," I said, but I didn't feel quite as excited as before; I was trying to imagine myself actually on the motorcycle.

Jacob rolled both of them easily up a dirt path at the side of the rode, I asked if he needed any help he just laughed and refused.

"Let's go," he said, his voice higher than usual with excitement. "I know the perfect spot¬no one will catch us there."

I followed him up the dirt path, I was slightly out of breath but also excited. The dirt path was rough and bumpy but we made it after we stopped a few stops to catch our breath.

The dirt road wove in and out of the forest¬sometimes there was nothing but trees, and then there would suddenly be a breathtaking glimpse of the Pacific Ocean, reaching to the horizon, dark gray under the clouds. We were above the shore, on top of the cliffs that bordered the beach here and the view seemed to stretch on forever.

Jacob was talking about finishing the bikes, but his descriptions were getting technical, so I wasn't paying close attention. That was when I noticed four figures standing on a rocky ledge, much too close to the precipice. I couldn't tell from the distance how old they were, but I assumed they were men. Despite the chill in the air today, they seemed to be wearing only shorts. As I watched, the tallest person stepped closer to the brink.

And then he threw himself off the edge.

"No!" I shouted,running to the edge of the dirt path.

"What's wrong?" Jacob shouted back, alarmed.

"That guy - he just jumped off the cliff! Why didn't they stop him? We've got to call an ambulance!" I threw my hands in the air, furiously pointing to the man that was standing by the opposite cliffs. The fastest phone here was at billy's. I left my cell in my backpack with Gabe And I doubt Jacob has his phone with him as well, or he would have got it out by now.

Jacob laughed, and I spun to stare at him wildly. How could he be so calloused, so cold-blooded?

"They're just cliff diving, Bella. Recreation. La Push doesn't have a mall, you know." He was teasing, but there was a strange note of irritation in his voice.

"Cliff diving?" I repeated, dazed. I stared in disbelief as a second figure stepped to the edge, paused, and then very gracefully leaped into space. He fell for what seemed like an eternity to me, finally cutting smoothly into the dark gray waves below.

"Wow. It's so high." I choked back a laugh still staring wide-eyed at the two remaining divers. "It must be a hundred feet."

"Well, yeah, most of us jump from lower down, that rock that juts out from the cliff about halfway." He place he indicated did seem much more
reasonable. "Those guys are insane. Probably showing off how tough they are. I mean, really, it's freezing today. That water can't feel good." He made a disgruntled face, as if the stunt personally offended him. It surprised me a little. I would have thought Jacob was nearly impossible to upset.

"You jump off the cliff?" I hadn't missed the "us."

"Sure, sure." He shrugged and grinned. "It's fun. A little scary, kind of a rush."

I looked back at the cliffs, where the third figure was pacing the edge. I'd never witnessed anything so reckless in all my life. I watched, fascinated, as the third boy made a running start and flung himself farther into the empty air than the other two. He twisted and cartwheeled through space as he fell, like he
was skydiving. He looked absolutely free¬unthinking and utterly irresponsible.

"Are we going to try out the bikes or not?" he demanded.

"Okay, okay," I said, tearing my eyes away from the last person waiting on the cliff. I turned around, my back faced the cliffs where they dived and we began to walk up the dirt path again, Me following behind Jacob while he led the way whilst rolling the bikes with him.

"So who were those guys¬the crazy ones?" I wondered.

He made a disgusted sound in the back of his throat. "The La Push gang."

"You have a gang?" I asked. I realized that I sounded impressed.

He laughed once at my reaction. "Not like that. I swear, they're like hall monitors gone bad. They don't start fights, they keep the peace." He snorted. "There was this guy from up somewhere by the Makah rez, big guy too, scary-looking. Well, word got around that he was selling meth to kids, and Sam Uley and his disciples ran him off our land. They're all about our land, and tribe pride... it's getting ridiculous. The worst part is that the council takes them seriously. Embry said that the council actually meets with Sam." He shook his head,

face full of resentment. "Embry also heard from Leah Clearwater that they call themselves 'protectors' or something like that."

Jacob's hands were clenched into fists, as if he'd like to hit something. I'd never seen this side of him.

"You don't like them very much." I felt pity for jacob, I didn't want him angry or upset, I only wanted my jacob Happy. My jacob? Where did that come from?

"Does it show?" he asked sarcastically.

"Well... It doesn't sound like they're doing anything bad." I tried to soothe him, to make him cheerful again. "Just sort of annoyingly goody-two-shoes for a gang."

"Yeah. Annoying is a good word. They're always showing off¬like the cliff thing. They act like... like, I don't know. Like tough guys. I was hanging out at the store with Embry and Quil once, last semester, and Sam came by with his followers, Jared and Paul. Quil said something, you know how he's got a big mouth, and it pissed Paul off. His eyes got all dark, and he sort of smiled¬no, he showed his teeth but he didn't smile¬and it was like he was so mad he was shaking or something. But Sam put his hand against Paul's chest and shook his head. Paul looked at him for a minute and calmed down. Honestly, it was like Sam was holding him back¬like Paul was going to tear us up if Sam didn't stop him." He groaned. "Like a bad western. You know, Sam's a pretty big guy, he's twenty. But Paul's just sixteen, too, shorter than me and not as beefy as Quil. I think any one of us could take him."

"Tough guys," I agreed. I could see it in my head as he described it.

"Isn't Sam a little too old for this kind of thing?"

"Yeah. He was supposed to go to college, but he stayed. And no one gave him any crap about it, either. The whole council pitched a fit when my sister turned down a partial scholarship and got married. But, oh no, Sam Uley can do no wrong."

His face was set in unfamiliar lines of outrage¬outrage and something else I didn't recognize at first.

"It all sounds really annoying and... strange. But I don't get why you're taking it so personally." I peeked over at his face, hoping I hadn't offended him. He was suddenly calm, staring at the cliffs.

He smiled halfheartedly as he pushed the red bike to my side. "Happy late birthday. Are you
ready for this?"

"I think so." The bike suddenly looked intimidating, frightening, as I realized I would soon be
astride it.

"We'll take it slow," he promised. I gingerly leaned the motorcycle against the truck's fender
while he went to get his.

"Jake..."I hesitated as he came back around the truck.

"Yeah?"

"What's really bothering you? About the Sam thing, I mean? Is there something else?" I watched his face. He grimaced, but he didn't seem angry. He looked at the dirt and kicked his shoe against the front tire of his bike again and again, like he was keeping time.

He sighed. "It's just... the way they treat me. It creeps me out." The words started to rush out now. "You know, the council is supposed to be made up of equals, but if there was a leader, it would be my dad. I've never been able to figure out why people treat him the way they do. Why his opinion counts the most. It's got something to do with his father and his father's father. My great-grandpa, Ephraim Black, was sort of the last chief we had, and they still listen to Billy, maybe because of that.

"But I'm just like everyone else. Nobody treats me special... until now."

That caught me off guard. "Sam treats you special?"

"Yeah," he agreed, looking up at me with troubled eyes. "He looks at me like he's waiting for something... like I'm going to join his stupid gang someday. He pays more attention to me than any of the other guys. I hate it."

"You don't have to join anything." My voice was angry. This was really upsetting Jacob, and that infuriated me. Who did these "protectors" think they were?

"Yeah." His foot kept up its rhythm against the tire.

"What?" I could tell there was more.

He frowned, his eyebrows pulling up in a way that looked sad and worried rather than angry. "It's Embry. He's been avoiding me lately."

The thoughts didn't seem connected, but I wondered if I was to blame for the problems with his friend. "You've been hanging out with me a lot," I reminded him, feeling selfish. I'd been monopolizing him.

"No, that's not it. It's not just me¬it's Quil, too, and everyone. Embry missed a week of school, but he was never home when we tried to see him. And when he came back, he looked... he looked freaked out. Terrified. Quil and I both tried to get him to tell us what was wrong, but he wouldn't talk to either one of us."

I stared at Jacob, biting my lip anxiously¬he was really frightened. But he didn't look at me. He watched his own foot kicking the rubber as if it belonged to someone else. The tempo increased.

"Then this week, out of nowhere, Embry's hanging out with Sam and the rest of them. He was out on the cliffs today." His voice was low and tense.

He finally looked at me. "Bella, they bugged him even more than they bother me. He didn't want anything to do with them. And now Embry's following Sam around like he's joined a cult.

"And that's the way it was with Paul. Just exactly the same. He wasn't friends with Sam at all. Then he stopped coming to school for a few weeks, and, when he came back, suddenly Sam owned him. I don't know what it means. I can't figure it out, and I feel like I have to, because Embry's my friend and... Sam's looking at me funny . . and..." He trailed off.

"Have you talked to Billy about this?" I asked. His horror was spreading to me. I had chills running on the back of my neck.

Now there was anger on his face. "Yes," he snorted. "That was helpful."

"What did he say?"

Jacob's expression was sarcastic, and when he spoke, his voice mocked the deep tones of his father's voice. "It's nothing you need to worry about now, Jacob. In a few years, if you don't... well, I'll explain later." And then his voice was his own. "What am I supposed to get from that? Is he trying to say it's some stupid puberty, coming-of-age thing? This is something else. Something wrong."

He was biting his lower lip and clenching his hands. He looked like he was about to cry.

I threw my arms around him instinctively, wrapping them around his waist and pressing my face against his chest. He was so big, I felt like I was a child hugging a grown-up.

"Oh, Jake, it'll be okay!" I promised. "If it gets worse you can come live with me and Charlie. Don't be scared, we'll think of something!"

He was frozen for a second, and then his long arms wrapped hesitantly around me. "Thanks, Bella." His voice was huskier than usual.

We stood like that like for a minute. Both enjoying each others embrace.

Jake pressed his warm cheek against the top of my hair.

If I turned my face to the side ¬if I pressed my lips against his bare shoulder... I knew without any doubt what would follow. It would be very easy. There would be no need for explanations tonight.

Slowly lifting my head I place my lips on his shoulder, just a few inches away from his neck. I could feel the heat of his body through the black shirt. I heard him gulp down hard and my breathing quickened.

I looked up and saw his eyes were filled with lust and passion, I knew he saw my eyes too because the reflected his. He leaned down and captured my lips his with his. A few seconds later the kiss deepened, His danced around my lips asking for entrance, I let him and our months fit like two souls. It was perfect. I never kissed anyone that made me feel this way before, usually its with guys that don't really know what they're doing.

We broke apart and we both were breathing heavily. He smiled at me, His Adams apple bobbing up and down. My blush must have covered my whole face, I must look bright red, I blushed at that thought If that was even possible to blush even more.

I felt elated, I was so happy and so relived that Jacob feels the same way for me too. I just wanted to dance around but Jake was here so I had to hold my excitement until I got home.

"If this is how you're going to react, I'll freak out more often." Jacob's voice was light, normal again, and his laughter rumbled against my ear. His fingers touched my hair, soft and tentative. I laughed with him, enjoying the thrills pursing through my body whenever he touched me, It was like electricity.

"So are we going to ride or what?"

"Let's do it," I agreed, more enthusiastic than I would have been half a minute kiss made me braver.

sorry guys, but this chapter is just too long that I decided to break it into parts.

Part 1: this chapter and part 2 which will feature Bella riding the bikes, Gabe and a letter from someone special, but who?

Well, finally we got to see or read Bella kiss jacob. Which is what we're all waiting for in a Bella and jacob fanfic.

Don't worry I'll update soon, possibly the next day.

Oh and for your information, Jacob and Bella are the same age...so that makes it a lot easier and they will be in forks a lot longer well until Aaron phases. I won't tell you why though.

Jacob and Bella are both sixteen and sophomores !

until we meet again.

- milke.