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Date Night?

Seth had asked me to go out to dinner and a movie with him the night before. He had told me that we hadn't spent anytime together in such a long while, he wanted to catch up. There really wasn't anything to catch up on. I started my schooling again, and I was focusing on my extra abilities. And how much could Seth tell me from only being on the rez and then back at school for a few weeks? I felt as though my intelligence was being underestimated. Alice had to have put Seth up to it. I graciously agreed, even though going out was the last thing I wanted to do.

When I thought about going out on a date, I thought about Jacob. The thought that Seth was taking me out, and not Jacob, almost brought me to tears again. Hadn't I wanted to do normal teenage things? I had to face the facts. Jacob didn't think of me that way, as much as I wanted him to. So, if Jake didn't want to be with me, then I had to get use to going on dates with other guys. The disappointment was so thick, I choked on it.

"Come on, Nessie. You have to come out of the bathroom sometime," Alice demanded.

I sighed, looking at the little strappy sandals she got me. Alice even had the nerve to put me in a long length, blue halter dress. She had put my hair into a high pony tail. Make-up had been forced on to me, and I almost screamed at the amount of beauty products I had been subjected to.

Coming out of the bathroom, I smiled sheepishly at the room. How stereotypical can you get? Every girl in our house was waiting for me on the other side of the bathroom door, beaming at me. All their eyes were dark. Why hadn't they hunted yet?

"You look great," Rosalie said. "Definitely too pretty to be going out with a dog."

Grandma gave Aunt Rosalie a stern look. To which Aunt Rose playfully rolled her eyes.

"You are so beautiful," My mother smiled with sentiment.

Alice's eyes drifted off. "Seth will be here in a few minutes." Alice danced over to me. "A little more lip gloss and you will be flawless. If you keep biting your lip, this stuff will never stay on. And I purposely put your hair up so you wouldn't play with the ends of it all night."

She knew me too well. Aunt Alice and Rosalie primped me a bit more. I was starting to feel like a child's Barbie doll.

I heard the door open downstairs and my father's voice.

"Sounds like Seth is here," Mom said.

We all walked over to the steps and I listened to my father and Seth talking. I walked down at human pace, trying to delay the night in anyway I could.

"I guess, I don't have to give you any sort of talk, about how your behavior should be with my daughter tonight," Dad laughed.

"Thanks, Edward," Seth grumbled.

"Hey, Seth," I said. "Ready to go?"

For a minute I thought he hadn't heard me. His eyes got wide. He looked like a dear caught in headlights. Was he ok? Obviously, Seth didn't want to be doing this just as much as me. Dad kicked the side of his shoe. Seth swallowed, and my father laughed at some unheard commentary going on in Seth's mind. Dad covered his mouth with his hand, as if he was trying to keep his decorum.

"Wow," Emmett said from the couch. "You look hot, kiddo. Seth better keep his paws to himself." He laughed boisterously at his joke.

Dad scowled at him.

"What?" said Emmett with mock innocents. "I'm just sayin'…."

"That's enough Emmett!" My father thundered. Obviously Emmett was still saying more in his mind.

He laughed and laughed, "Touchy."

Seth looked nice. He abandoned his t-shirt for a cream colored button up but still had jeans. I walked beside him as we both awkwardly left.

"No drive-ins, Seth!" Emmett yelled out, as Dad lost his self-control and flew across the room tackling Emmett.

The night was one huge awkward moment after another. Seth kept more than an arm length distance from me at all times. Even in the car, he almost cringed away from me. Once we got to Port Angeles, it only got worse. At dinner Seth asked the waitress for a family sized table, and sat across from me. Was I really that revolting? Seth looked jumpy and sweaty. Our limited conversation was forced. The worst part was how he would randomly glower at men passing by. What was he doing?

We went to the theater to see what was playing, there was a romantic comedy and some mystery thriller. We got the tickets for the thriller, and Seth sat with two seats in between us, as if my tiny purse needed to occupy the entire two seats. I had had enough. I stood up and left the theater, grabbing my bag.

"Nessie," He hissed. "What are you doing?"

I didn't want to say anything to him in the theater, so I motioned for him to follow me. He did so. As soon as we got into the lobby, it was fairly empty. Everyone was either at the concession stand or in the movie.

"Seth, I don't know what is wrong with you, but if you are this uncomfortable then maybe we should cut the night short. Neither one of us is happy, and I know the real point of this whole thing was to make me feel better, and I'm just feeling worse than ever." I crossed my arms.

Seth's eyes got wide, "Please don't do that." He placed my arms to my sides.

"What is wrong with you?" I demanded. I bent over to get my purse, which slipped off my shoulder. Seth put his hands on my shoulders, and straightened me up. His hands pulled back from me as though his hands had been burned, and picked up the purse for me. "You have been treating me like I'm diseased, and randomly glaring at everyone. That's not you Seth." I snatched my purse from him.

"The truth?" Seth said.

"That would be nice," I huffed.

"I'm really not comfortable Ness," Seth said. "There are all these guys that are looking at you like a piece of meat, and then I'm just not use to you, looking the way you do."

I looked at him. What?

"Come on, Ness. You got to know that you look…." Seth fought for a word. "different." He turned red at the last word.

For only a moment I was confused. Then I thought, this body, made me feel uncomfortable. Could it really be so hard for me to understand that it had the same effect on other people?

"Oh." I said, my eyebrows raising.

Seth looked at the ceiling apologetically, trying not to look at me.

I would fix this. I walked right out of the theater, and up the street. Seth followed after me.

"Ness!" Seth called after me, walking swiftly to catch up.

People were staring, but I didn't care. I marched up the street to a sporting goods store. I pulled the door open. Seth was right behind me, hissing, asking me what I was doing. I ignored the stares of the sales people. I kept my head down, and walked over to the men's department and found thick hoodies. I threw one, way too big for me, over my head. With the sleeve, I wiped all the make-up Alice had slathered on my face. I pulled out my hair and put the hood over my head.

"Is this better? Can we please have a normal night?" I asked, exasperated.

Seth smiled brightly, "It's a lost cause. You still look prettier than any other girl in Port Angeles."

I blushed and laughed.

"I promise, I'll stop being so weird. Ok?"

I smiled and nodded my head.

Seth paid for the hoodie, after an argument of who was going to pay for it. We only missed the first few minutes of the movie so we went back and watched it together, without seats between us. It was a nice night, though it didn't make me forget about Jacob, not in the slightest. I found myself comparing Seth and Jacob. What Jacob would say if he were here, what he would do.

I cleaned off the smudged make-up in the bathroom, so I looked like me again. The car ride back home wasn't as silent, or as uncomfortable, as the drive down. Seth's beat-up Honda, clunked up our drive way.

We both hopped out of the car, walking the short distance to the porch.

"I'm sorry about tonight," Seth said looking away from me, as he bit his nails.

"It's ok Seth," I smiled. "I appreciate the fact that you were trying to make me feel better, even though you managed to make me feel worse."

He smiled shyly. The second half of the night made up for the first half. Seth was a great friend. My heart swelled at the thought that he still took me out to make me feel better, even though he was completely out of his element. I remembered the last time I was upset over Jacob and how nice Seth was to me. Jacob had said that he would make things up to me. Was he making up for it now, by abandoning me? Seth never hurt me. The anger in me simmered and swelled like it never had before. I had no chance with Jacob. And here was sweet, playful, Seth taking me on my first date. Seth who had helped me. Seth who had never lied to me. Seth who had my best interests at heart. Seth who told me moments ago that I was prettier than any girl in Port Angeles.

I looked at Seth Clearwater, and I hated Jacob more than I thought it was possible to hate another person. I hurt inside so much that I felt as though I was ripping in two. Jacob. Hot tears spilled over on to my cheeks. It hurt so much, this pain of loving him and hating him at the same time. Why couldn't it go away? The disappointment was unbearable. I wanted to not love him. I needed something, anything to stop this. I felt as though my body were too small to contain such emotion.

"Nessie? What's wrong?" Seth said as he bent down to see if I was really crying.

I looked into his dark eyes and the sweet concern on his face.

Without thinking, with my mind not fast enough to catch up to my body, I found my lips firmly planted on Seth Clearwater's. My arms wrapped around his neck, and my body leaned into his. My eyes were shut tightly. Just as fast as I had kissed him, I jumped back, shocked at what I had done.

Seth's eyes were wide, stunned. I heard a low building growl. I turned quickly to the sound. There was only a split second, but I saw everything. My father, Carlisle, Emmett and Jasper, all looking as dumb-struck as Seth.

And there, among them, shaking with fury, and eyes black with murder, Jacob, looking more terrifying, and beastly, than I had ever seen.