I'm really sorry! I haven't updated this in forever! I was sick and had to go to the hospital for a few days. I'm a diabetic and things just get worse for me when I get the flu. But I'm ok now. Promise. And thank you all for the reviews!

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So I put my hands up

they're playin' my song

The butterflies fly away

I'm noddin' my head like "Yeah!"

Movin' my hips like "Yeah!"

What. The. Fuck? Miley Cyrus? If this is a sick prank by Embry or Leah, or even Seth, I'm kicking their ass.

I popped my eyes open in time to see Carlie pick up her phone off the bedside table and disable the alarm. "Sorry. I forgot to tell you I set an alarm." She said.

"Miley Cyrus?" I groaned.

Her cheeks flooded with her blush. "I happen to like Miley Cyrus." She mumbled.

"Why the fuck was I woken up by Miley Cyrus?!" Embry screamed from his room.

"Shut up!" I yelled back. Carlie was already pulling her pants back on. "Shower?" I asked.

She smiled gratefully as I lead her into my private bathroom, alpha perk, and handed her a towel. "Thank you." She said sweetly as she stood up on her tippy toes and planted a small kiss on my lips.

Made my fucking day.

I left her to shower and went out to the kitchen to see if I could manage pancakes. "Hey Jake. Fun night?" Seth wiggled his eyebrows as he spoke.

I rolled my eyes. "Very peaceful. Now how do I make pancakes that aren't of the frozen variety?"

Seth just laughed and pulled out the bisquick. "Its on the back."

I had a stack of about 20 pancakes made by the time she walked into the kitchen, just enough for me and her.

She smiled as soon as she saw me, still only clad in sweats, setting a stack of 5 pancakes down for her. "5 is a little much. 2 is fine."

"I'll have the extras." Embry declared as he walked in sporting his usual attire, dress pants and a polo. He was defiantly the most casually dressed teacher, well, besides me, who wore sweatpants and a tee shirt everyday.

Carlie fidgeted in discomfort when Em brushed past her to get to the coffee. "Any one else want a cup? Jake? Carlie?" he asked casually as he poured himself a mug.

"No thank you." Carlie said politely.

Embry spun around with a small smile on his face. "Ok. So Leah thinks I should apologize for always making you so embarrassed in class when I purposely crack innuendos. So I apologize for that. But, I just want you both to know that its probably not going to stop. I can't. Its just too funny of a situation not to make fun of." He gave a shocked looking Carlie a blazing smile. "So I'll see you in class, Carlie."

Both she and I were at a loss for words. "Um- He's- I can- You know what? I don't even know what to say about that." I finally gave up.

To my surprise, Carlie actually laughed a little bit. "He's very strange."

I expected her to be a little bit mad, not laugh it off. "Yeah. Um, come on, pancakes are getting cold."

I pulled her to the table and sat her down in front of her pancakes. I was determined to get her to eat something! "Really. 5 is way too much." She insisted.

"But 2 is too little."

"For you." She said with a smile. "I'm not 200 lbs of pure muscle and I don't have a bottomless stomach."

"260." I corrected her with a smirk. "260 pounds of pure muscle."

She rolled her eyes and started to daintily eat her pancakes. She ate 2 and pushed her plate toward me when I was about half way through my 15 pancakes. "You can have the other 3."

"I'll take them!" Embry yelled as he ran into the kitchen and swiped her plate off the table. When he shoved half a pancake into his mouth, he decided it would be a good time to talk to me, "Wait. How many do you have?" he asked angrily.

I instinctively shielded my food from him. "Enough for me."

Carlie was observing the scene with a small smile on her face. Embry finished off her extras and started to approach me. "How many?"

"I'll kick your ass if you take my food."

His eyes narrowed and he got closer. "Come on, Jake."

"Don't fuck with me Embry. I'll kick your ass."

As fast as he could, Embry dove for my food, I jumped at him so he didn't get anywhere near it. Then Seth came from the other way and took my plate, laughing his ass off.

Carlie started to laugh. "Well, I have to go. So I'll leave you three to fight over the food."

"Wait!" I called, abandoning any hope of getting my food back. "You don't have to go yet!"

She smiled. "Look at the time. School starts in 10 minutes."

I spun around and looked at the clock. "Shit. Ok. I'll see you later." I said as I leaned in for a kiss. Mmmm. Her lips.

I didn't even have time to jump in the shower. I just threw on a shirt. I opted to not change the sweat pants, they smelled like her.

"Em! You ready?" I called, sprinting out of my room.

We hopped in the car and sped to work.

I got into class about 10 minutes late. Carlie smirked at me. "Mr. Wolfe. You're late. What have you been doing this morning?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. I had a very peaceful sleep though."

"Me too."

The rest of the kids didn't take notice of our little exchange. "Ok. Everyone up on the track!" I heard a lot of grumbles and groans, but the climbed the stairs to the track anyway. "Ok. Its required that you all run a mile and I time you and all that bull. Sorry, not my rules."

"Can you just put random numbers down?" some one asked.

I laughed. "No. Come on. I know its early in the morning, but your grade depends on it. Lets go!"

"He's sure in a good mood for once this morning." I heard Leslie whisper to Carlie. She 'hummed' in response. "I bet he got laid last night."

I turned around and looked at her, I was supposedly to far away to hear, so she didn't think anything of it. Carlie smiled at me and turned back to Leslie. "I would have no idea."

I smirked, she was a good actress. I would be in an even better fucking mood if I did. But…just being with her makes me happy…

"Ok. Line up! 8 times around the track! I'll even run it too!"

Everyone lined up and I blew my whistle. I took off ahead of everyone. But I made sure I stayed close enough to Carlie and Leslie so I could hear their conversation with out them knowing I was.

"Look at him run! Ugh. He's so hot." Leslie gushed.

I couldn't resist but peak at Carlie. She was frowning. "I'm not going to say any thing…"

"Ugh. Carls, I know you don support me going after him, but really, I know you think he's hot, so come on, have a little girl talk with me. How big do you think he is under the belt?" she said suggestively.

Carlie let a puff of laugher out before replying, "Big." She said simply.

Fuck yeah.

Leslie seemed to like that answer. "What kind of underwear do you think he wears? He seems like a boxers guy, you think?"

"I'm thinking commando." Carlie said a bit smugly.

"Oooooohhhh! Do you think if I tripped and accidentally pulled his sweats down we would see a little some-thin'-some-thin'"

Err. Yes. I tugged my pants a little higher on my hips and tightened the strings. Pretty sure I would be fired if than happened.

"Um. I'm betting yes. But I think that'd be a pretty bad idea."

Leslie laughed. "Ok. Ok. What position do you think he prefers?"

What the fuck? She has some mental issues…

"I don't know!" Carlie said grandly, "I'll make a mental note to ask him later!" she was obviously trying to be sarcastic to Leslie. But I'm pretty sure she was serious. I hope she was at least…

"Hum. I'm thinking he's a doggy-style guy."

I couldn't help it. I burst out into laugher at the irony. Doggy-style. Hah. A few kids running behind me looked at me like I was crazy.

"I wonder what he smells like." Leslie wondered.

"Like forests, earthy and musky." Carlie said right away. "I have a really good nose and one time he walked by me really close in the hall way and I happened to smell him." She rambled.

"Mmm. So like a man?" Leslie said dreamily.

"Yeah." Carlie sighed.

I smiled. She liked the way I smelled. Nice. I noticed that I was subconsciously speeding up, I would pass them in a few seconds. I pulled my pants up.

I caught up to Justin and Cook who were a little ways behind Carlie and Leslie.

"Dude, if I were you I would still try to get with her. She's got one fine ass. And I heard a rumor that she's a virgin, she would be tight as hell, man." Justin said to Cook.

She is tight as hell. Not that they would ever get the chance to know that…

"Yeah. I'm just going to give her time to cool down. I'll tap that before summer." Cook said.

"Damn. Those shorts…" Justin was obviously starting at my girlfriend's ass.

"Run!" I yelled at them as I came up next to them. They sped up, but made sure they didn't pass the girls, they wanted to keep their view… "Faster! I know you can run faster than that! Go!" I let my alpha voice slip out.

Justin and Cook were now several feet ahead of Carlie and Leslie. I smiled as I passed them. "Keep it up, girls." I said as I passed them.

As soon as I was a good distance away, Leslie started up again. "He totally made eye contact with me! Should I stop by his office after class? Ugh! Oh my god! I knew this would happen one day!"

SHE NEEDS. A NEW. OBSESSION.

"Ah. Probably not. If he did want to be with you, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't do it in his office."

No one is allowed to have sex with me in there except for Carlie.

"Oh." Leslie seemed upset. "Ugh! He's so ripped!" she went back to undressing me with her eyes.

"Yep." Carlie popped the P in her response.

"I wonder about his tattoo though. Mr. Call has the same one."

"Oh. I didn't know that." She lied.

"Speaking or Mr. Call. He's pretty hot too. You could go for him and you and I could double date!"

I growled at the thought of Embry and Carlie. I knew he would never do that, but the thought of her and any other man infuriated me.

"Ah. No." Carlie replied right away.

Leslie pouted, "Aw. But it would be so much fun! And Mr. Call is ripped too. Not as much as Mr. Wolfe but ripped."

"Um, no. Mr. Call…just isn't my type." She said.

"Oh darn. Could have been fun. What does the other cousin look like. I've seen his sister come in and talk to Mr. Wolfe a few times, but I don't think I've ever seen him."

"I've seen him around." Carlie said.

"Which one is the hottest?" Leslie asked.

"J- Mr. Wolfe." She caught her self just in time from saying my name.

"I knew it! Is the other one more your type? What's his name? Seph?"

"Seth. And no. He's not." Nope. I'm her type. I was made especially for her….

"Darn. Ok, ok, the ultimate question: Is he any good?" Leslie asked in a dramatic way.

"I'm going to finish my run." Carlie said as she sped up, leaving Leslie in the dust.

I slowed down a bit and waited for her to catch me. "I just had the most awkward conversation ever." She said quietly as we ran side by side.

"Oh yeah? About what?" I asked as if I didn't know.

"You. Leslie has a pretty big crush on you."

"Christ. She needs a boyfriend." I said.

"I know! She over there wondering what you smell like!"

I smiled. "And what do I smell like?"

Carlie blushed. "I don't know."

Uh-huh….. "Do I smell good?"

She rolled her eyes. "You don't smell bad."

"Alright. I'll take that."

"So what made you snap and chase, literally, Andrew and Justin away?"

I frowned. "I hate that mother fucker. A lot. He still has it in his head that he's going to sleep with you still."

She frowned. "Not a chance."

"That's what I thought. So, Mexico on Sunday….sounds pretty fun."

She looked at me apologetically, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. And I wouldn't have made the plans if I knew-"

Shit. Now I felt bad about bringing it up and making her feel guilty. "No! That's what spring break is for. Just…be careful."

She smiled. "Don't worry. Maribel and her dad will look after me, and not many people can make it by her dad."

THANK GOD she was going with an adult male who can protect her. "What lap are you on?" I asked.

"I have one more left."

"You're pretty fast." I commented. "Not many people can keep up with me."

"Like I said. All the floor hockey I do keeps me in shape. I'm surprised you can run after consuming thirty pancakes."

"Nah. I only had 15 to begin with. Then, well, you saw, Seth got them."

She laughed. "Poor Leah. How does she deal with all of that?"

I laughed at the implication that Leah doesn't participate in our food-centered brawls. "She deals with it pretty well. She's like one of the guys Ok. I'm going to go scare the shit out of Cook again. I'll see you in homeroom, honey." I was a little worried about using a pet name for the first time. But she didn't seem to mind.

I caught up to Cook and Justin and yelled at them more to go faster. They finished with me running after them yelling. After they trudged off, I decided to stop running and waited for the others to get done.

My job was so easy….

I waited around until homeroom. I had gotten a peaceful sleep the night before, so I didn't need a nap. I just thought about ways to tell her about being a werewolf and imprinting. Each one ended with her being too freaked out by me. Rachel was right. I needed to take her to La Push.

The rest of the day passed with nothing special. Mr. Torres had something for us to do in homeroom, so I didn't even get a kiss. She had to work after school, so I just patrolled around.

I tried sleeping. But I just couldn't. I texted her right away. Are you are restless as I am?

Yeah.

Come over. We both sleep better when we're together…

I'm just afraid of a slip up.

Well, we'll cross that bridge if we come to it…Come on. You know you want to. I'll let you listen to my ipod. It has some pretty cool music on it.

Hummm. I do like music. I guess I'll be over in 15.

And that how it went every other night that week. She needed less and less convincing as the week progressed.

She would usually come over at midnight. We would cuddle up on my bed and talk, sometimes watch a movie or tv, or listen to my ipod. She ridiculed me for not having any classical music on there, she said it was good to help you fall asleep.

She apologized for leaving me alone during spring break over and over again. I promised her it was no big deal, but really, it was. I was prepared for going into a depression that week…

I really wanted to follow her down there, but Leah caught me thinking about my plans and threatened to kill me if I ruined her spring break. She said Carlie didn't need to be burdened by my 'obsession' with her. I just wanted to protect her! But no. Leah insisted.

The one activity we did not partake in was sex. I wanted to. So fucking bad. She got smart and started wearing less and less to bed so she would have to strip in the middle of the night, but all her little boxers just turned me in just as much. I didn't press the issue. I knew she would let me know when I would have access to her glorious body again.

She and Embry got more comfortable around each other due to the fact that she now made his morning coffee. She even insisted on bringing her special, fancy, fair trade, Brazilian, expensive coffee. She admitted that she was a coffee snob and would only drink her 'Fazenda Santa Ines' coffee. Embry loved it. I was never much of a coffee drinker, so I didn't get the appeal.

Carlie and I talked about all kinds of things, her travels, our hobbies…all the stuff like that. We usually avoided discussing our families.

I was just waiting until Friday, then I could show her how great of a boyfriend I could really be.