Disclaimer: the Twilight series' characters as well as the implied plots all belong to Ms. Meyer and whoever else that might have claimed them. I am not Stephenie Meyer so none of this belongs to me. Although, if they did, Jacob and Bella would've had a different resolving, as you'll see…

A/N.: This is my first attempt of a Twilight story. I made sure to wait till I was done with all four books – even though this story takes place during New Moon – so I could get much of the characters' traits as possible. I'm not sure I did it right with both Jacob and Bella, but I hope it's close enough. Constructive criticism is always welcome and would help me a lot! So after you're done reading this short first chapter, please, leave me a review with your thoughts about it. I've already got a few more pages written and I have a couple of ideas of where to go with this story, but I'd love to hear it from you as well. So enough about me and onto the reading!

A supernova is a stellar explosion.
They are extremely luminous and cause a burst of radiation that often briefly outshines an entire galaxy
before fading from view over several weeks or months.
During this short interval, a supernova can radiate as much energy as the Sun could emit over its life span.

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Ever so slowly her eyelids opened and she blinked as a few stranded hairs tried to poke her in the eye. The window was only half-open and the dim light that was glistening in was being kept away by the messy hair on her face. A groan escaped her throat as she tossed on the bed and buried her face on the pillow; never minding the bedroom door noisily opening up. She heard the heavy footsteps that purposely dragged across the floor to stop next to her.

"'Morning, Bells" there was a smile on his voice.

She mumbled something on the pillow and then felt the bed rocking as he dropped his body to seat next to her with a loud sigh.

"So what do you want to do today?" he asked keeping his smile.

"Sulk."

"Uh" he mused for a moment, "I was thinking more like riding the bikes over the cliff and going for a swim."

Her eyebrows furrowed deeper as her head snapped up. The smile was still there. She didn't understand the cause of such good mood but she understood she didn't share whatever reason that was. One of her brows rose and she pursed her lips.

"You look slightly like my good friend Jacob. Except you sound a lot perkier than him… have you seen him around?"

He rolled his eyes and she saw that as cue to drop back on the pillow.

"That's cute. You're joking so you're not that bad, come on" he stood up and tugged on her hand, "Up the bed."

"No!" she whined pulling her hand back.

Keeping his grip of her hand, he sighed, "I could just easily get you up with just my pinky, you know?"

She snorted and rolled her face up to glare at him, "Your pinky? Aren't you thinking just a tad too highly of yourself?"

"You think I can't?"

"I know you can't" she tried one more time to pull her hand back but he stopped her again.

"Is that a challenge?"

His eyes were suddenly intense and serious unlike the faint smile that kept still on his lips. For a moment Bella thought she'd have to back away because she was sure he was right and could easily do it, but she was also very unwilling to get off the bed and anything that would stall that action was welcome to her.

Matching the aggravated expression on Jacob's face, she lifted her neck just enough to tilt her head to the side.

"I dare you."

On one swift move, his hand slipped between her body and the mattress and she could feel the palm of his hand against her stomach. She flinched and tightened the grip on her pillow at the same time as she gasped.

"Jacob!"

The corner of his mouth twisted up to a smirk as his palm danced beneath her for a moment before she felt something poking her up. Her pajama top was rolled up so his pinky was touching her bare skin and as it wiggled under her it caused her to giggle. She tried to stifle her laugh but it came out as a snore. One of her hands flew to cover her mouth and she started to squirm on the bed.

"You're cheating" he shook his head.

"You're tickling!" she managed to let out between her muffled giggles.

His smirk widened into a full smile. His pinky danced a little longer and soon Bella was kicking her feet in the air and throwing her head back on the pillow while roaring with laughter.

"Jake" she gasped, "Stop it!"

The tip of his tongue stuck out of his mouth, "You're not off the bed yet."

She huffed, "Fine!"

Still laughing, she rolled to the other side of the bed and got up, standing next to the window across the room from where he was standing. Her hair was as messy as it could get and her top was still rolled up just above her bellybutton. That hadn't registered in her mind until she noticed him gawking below her face. She glanced down to follow his stare and quickly fixed her pajama with one hand and tried to smooth her hair with the other. She suddenly felt self-conscious.

He saw her cheeks flushing and realized he had been staring. He cleared his throat and then threw his hand in the air with a forced smile.

"I win."

Her mouth twitched to the side and she crossed her arms against her chest, "You cheater."

"You're up" he pointed it out wiggling his pinky in the air, "And this is all I used."

"I got up by myself!"

"What made you change your mind?" he smiled warmly.

"You tickling!" she accused.

"With…?"

"Agh!"

"My pinky" he finished it for her with a very satisfied smile on his face. Then he clapped, "Shall we go or you wanna change first?"

Defeated, Bella blew her hair away from her face and threw her hands to her sides, "I'll change."

Jacob quickly took his place on the bed as he spread himself on it, locking his ankles by the foot of the bed and crossing his arms behind his head. He wiggled his eyebrows and got a scoff in response.

"In the bathroom" she explained gathering her jeans and a t-shirt.

She changed her clothes, carelessly brushed her hair so it wouldn't look like she had just rolled out of the bed – as she had –, brushed her teeth and made her way down the stairs. It wasn't surprising to find him behind the counter fixing breakfast for both of them. Jacob was a good friend and he had been proving that constantly for the last few months.

The stool squeaked when she pulled it back to take a seat on it. The cereal and milk was already poured inside the bowl in front of her. She grabbed the spoon and scooped some of it to casually chew a little.

"So what do you want to do?"

The question surprised her, "I thought we were riding the bikes and swimming."

"Bella, please" he chuckled, "Be serious."

She rolled her eyes all the way back, "I don't know."

He was already finishing his second bowl of cereal when he offered her options, "We could go down to La Push and hang by the beach."

"It's too cold" she shook her head.

"You wanted to swim" he reminded her.

She shrugged and kept her eyes deep inside the bowl before half-whispering, "I wanted to cliff-dive."

He scooped another spoon of cereal, finishing his second bowl. Before Bella could realize he was back from the living room with the newspaper in hands and laying down for her to read with him.

"We could watch a movie."

She shrugged unexcitedly and browsed through their options. Horror movie, as always.

...

They got to Port Angeles and checked the cinema schedule. The next session wasn't on for another three and a half hours. Bella recalled the little bookstore she once saw down the main road and took Jacob there to kill time and try to introduce him to the world of classic literature. He didn't seem all that impressed but humored her by spending almost two hours browsing through the books with her. When he sighed and his stomach growled for the millionth time, she took the hint and they left for the mall's food court. Her own stomach was starting to complain without her noticing. They grabbed some food and strolled around the stores with Bella barely noticing the windows as they passed by. Jacob had a firm grip of her hand and towed her around always babbling about the first random thing that popped into his head. He didn't want to leave the silence for her mind to wander.

Halfway through the movie, Bella nodded off and lolled her head on Jacob's broad shoulder. He inhaled sharply when he felt the contact and slowly exhaled not to wake her up. She didn't even move as the credits rolled up. He gently nudged her and helped her up. As they walked back to the car, she yawned once or twice.

"You didn't like the movie" he ventured a guess.

"Hum?" she blinked and glanced up to him. She saw his eyebrows pulled together and the question finally sunk in. She nodded dully, "Yes, I did."

"You fell asleep."

One of her shoulders went up and down on a shrug, "I just snoozed off a little" and then another yawn, "I'm tired."

As she closed her mouth from the next yawn, Jacob helped her up to get inside the car. He buckled her up and circled the car in a split of second to take his seat as the driver. The drive back was quiet since Bella quickly fell asleep with her head leaned against the rolled up window. She mumbled once or twice but nothing that Jacob could understand the meaning. It was almost like she was whining but he wasn't sure. At a certain point of the road the car hit a bump which made Bella jump on her seat.

"Where are we going?" she asked glancing outside the window. Her vision was still a little blurry from the sleep but she was trying to make it out her whereabouts.

Jacob turned to her with a small smile, "Back to La Push. Charlie's on the fishing trip and you shouldn't spend the night alone" he heard her mumble as an answer, "Unless you prefer your place. I could crash there if you wanna sleep on your own bed or something."

"Hum, no" Bella turned on her seat to get a more comfortable position and drift off again, "Your bed is fine."

They got to La Push in less than an hour later. Bella was already or still fast asleep so not to wake her up completely; Jacob gently pulled her out on his arms and carried her inside the house. She nestled her head against his chest as he walked to the back of the house and into his bedroom. He carefully placed her on his bed and she automatically reached for his pillow, pressing it against her body to snuggle with it. He let out a low chuckle at the scene and left the bedroom to get something to eat before go to sleep.

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Rolling on the bed, Bella heard a growing snarl coming from somewhere close to her. Snapping up on a jolt, she glanced around in the dark room. Her heart raced fast against her chest as she tried to make out the shadows that surrounded her. Squinting, she managed to see Jacob's large figure sleeping on chair close to the window. He had his head hanging back on the wall and his legs stretched out with his huge feet resting by the foot of the bed as his open mouth let out the snores that woke her.

Bella rubbed one of her puffy eyes, "Jake" she called out on a whisper. He snorted louder, "Jake!" she hissed but he didn't seem to have heard her. Sighing, she picked up the pillow from behind her and threw against him, hitting him on the head, "Jacob!"

He snapped his head up on a startle, "What?!" his eyes darted around the room quickly as he sat up trying to find the source of the danger.

Bella threw herself back against the mattress, "What are you doing sleeping there?"

He shrugged, "It's more comfortable than it looks" he answered already readjusting himself on the chair.

"Really" she doubted scooting to one of the sides of the bed to make empty room and hugging another pillow, "C'mon. If you don't kick me I think I can squeeze you in."

Bringing the pillow she threw at him before; Jacob got up and went to lay on the bed next to Bella. She had her back turned to him as she faced the wall across the room. He laid on his back to stare at the ceiling with both of his hands behind his head. In less than five minutes they were already back to sleep with Jacob's snore filling the room again.

A few hours later, she woke up filling hot. She felt an unusual weight pinning her down against the bed. Glancing around, she found Jacob's arm draped around her waist from behind her. She thought of squirming away from him but she felt a chill coming from the open window. Sleepily, she pushed further back against his chest and rested her face against his other arm. She felt him digging his face against the top of her head, absentmindedly as he tightened his grip.

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