The halls of Quileute Tribal School had never felt so foreign to Jacob. After he first phased, Jacob had missed a week and a half of school. This time, it had only been a week, but Jacob felt a thousand years older.

As he passed by the other kids, the ones fortunate enough to be ignorant of the truth of their legends, Jacob could feel his status as an outsider. He towered over everyone else, even those on the basketball team. Everyone gave him leeway, and while he caught more than one person staring, they looked away as soon they felt Jacob's eyes on them. But really, Jacob couldn't blame them. After all, they all thought he was in a gang.

Honestly, Jacob had half a mind to leave at lunch and never come back. Head out to Canada and live as a wolf like he always threatened to. He wasn't even completely sure why he was here, back in school. He'd debated not coming at all, just checking in with Billy and Rachel and then leaving. But he hadn't.

It was Rachel's face, her pleading face, he thought, that eventually convinced him. Her I know I left you for a long time and I'm really sorry about that but please don't leave me alone here with Billy even though I have Paul face. It didn't matter how long it had been since Jacob had seen the twins; for a long time, they were the most important girls in his life. The only girls in his life, really. Until Bella. But just as he'd felt indebted to Bella and suckered into doing her bidding, on some level he felt the same for the twins. He loved them enough to just want them to be happy.

It's why he didn't blame Rachel and Rebecca for running off. They were only doing what they thought best, what would make them happiest. And it did make them happy, until Rachel came back and Paul imprinted and somehow Rachel was insisting she was happy here. Which did make Billy happy, having Rachel back. Every evening since she'd returned, Billy kept making comments about how good it was to have "almost the whole family" back together. So Jacob stayed. He stayed for Billy and Rachel and no one else.

Now he didn't have Bella, but he did have Leah. A horrible trade, if he could say so himself. Although Leah was trying. If someone had told him the last time he was eating lunch at Quileute Tribal School that in just over a week he'd have Leah but not Bella, he'd have laughed them off and been appalled by the prospect. But it wasn't as bad as he thought it would be.

Life was funny like that.

The cafeteria was as crowded as ever, but the table that had formerly belonged the pack was still empty. Quil and Embry were nowhere to be seen, though. Jacob wasn't even sure if they were back in school yet. Maybe Sam had them attacking the Cullens right now. Unlikely, but not impossible.

For a strange second, Jake found himself longing for the spring months when Paul and Jared were still at school. The five of them would eat together, laughing and fighting and it had felt almost normal. Nothing in Jacob's like was normal, but in the crowded cafeteria at that time, he could forget that. But Jared and Paul were both gone, having somehow managed to graduate and were working part-time and helping Sam patrol during the day.

Even two weeks ago, it the very beginning of the school year, it had been their table. Seth replaced Paul and Jared, although he came and went, having somehow accomplished the impossible: maintaining his non-wolf friendships. So it had gone back to just Quil, Embry, and Jacob like it was before the legends came to life.

Unsure of what else to do, Jacob sat down at their table and took out his lunch from his book bag. None of his morning classes were with Quil, and the one class he had with Embry – English – Embry hadn't shown up for. But it was first period, so that didn't mean much. Embry was notorious for oversleeping.

In her never-ending quest for forgiveness, Rachel had packed him a lunch. She'd shoved it in his hands, but said nothing except "have a good day" as he had grabbed his bag for school. It was a new thing she was trying, another way to guilt him into staying. It had worked, Jacob mused, realizing he was still in school, just like Rachel would have wanted.

Even for the few weeks where Jake had gone to school but before Bella had gotten back from her honeymoon and thrown his life all off-kilter again, Jacob had packed his own lunch, just like he had every day since he was ten years old. But now he was back, and Rachel made a big but awkward show of doing it for him. If he were vengeful like Leah, he'd have put it down the river. But food was food, and it was better to eat it than to waste it. And Rachel could cook pretty well. And it was just a nice gesture, he supposed.

He hadn't had someone make him lunch since his mom died.

"Can we sit with you?" It seemed implausible, but Jacob had been so engrossed with his food that he hadn't heard Embry and Quil approaching. The cafeteria was too full of noises and scents to make out his friends' footsteps or the distinct smell of werewolf.

Jacob's mouth was full of one of the five sandwiches Rachel had packed, but more than that, he didn't really have any words to say to his two friends. Instead, he just gestured that the seats were empty, and Quil and Embry sat down.

"Sorry we're late," Embry said, "Mrs. Nolan was filling us in on all we missed in her class. She loaded us up on homework and other bullshit."

Jacob grunted in response and took another big bite of the sandwich. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Quil and Embry exchange a look.

"Jake, we're really sorry," Quil said quickly, "We didn't want to abandon you, it was just a hard situation and -"

"It's fine," Jake swallowed before speaking harshly, "We don't have to talk about it."

Quil and Embry exchanged another look, but each took out their lunch.

"So Sam didn't make you guys go to school last week?" Jacob asked after taking another big bite and swallowing, unable to contain himself. It was surprising. Sam always made it clear that protecting the people of La Push was the first priority, but school was a close second. He'd managed to graduate despite phasing in the middle of his senior year, missing a whole month of school and convincing himself he had gone crazy, so he didn't see why the rest of the pack couldn't graduate either.

"He seemed to think an attack was imminent," Embry offered awkwardly, "He made Brady and Colin go, though."

"Not sure what two eighth-graders would really be able to do anyways," Jake mumbled.

"Like Seth and Leah could do much," Quil shot back. Out of the corner of his eye, Jacob saw Embry elbow him.

"Jacob's right. We shouldn't talk about it," Embry declared. The peacekeeper of the group, always.

The awkward silence that fell over the group allowed the wolves to hear everything. From two tables over, there was a group of giggling girls. Although he tried to ignore them, Jacob could feel the stares of all five girls. They were too close to block out completely, and despite the background noise, Jacob could hear their conversations. All of them were curious about the boys' extended absences, and there was a debate over whether or not anyone should talk to them.

"Incoming," Embry muttered, too low for humans to hear.

"Hi, Quil. Hi, Embry and Jacob." It was Rowena Ascarrunz, tall, slender and with hair pulled back in a long braid that braved the boys. Her scent proceeded her, having doused herself in cheap perfume. Even before the heightened sense of smell, Jacob remembered it being too much the few times he'd been stuck with her in group projects.

"Uh, hi, Rowena," Quil managed, although not before shooting both Jake and Embry a look of desperation.

"I know you were out all last week and you missed the math test," she smiled at him, not realizing that her words could be taken as stalkerish and creepy. She swayed slightly as she spoke, perhaps out of nervousness. Jacob wasn't sure, "I didn't know if you wanted help studying or anything. I'm pretty good at math, you know. I'd be happy to help out."

"I'm actually good," Quil smiled politely at her, although he was blushing slightly, "But thank you for the offer."

"Oh," Rowena looked marginally crestfallen, though she recovered quickly, before turning to Embry, "What about you, Embry?"

"We're… not in the same math class." Embry couldn't hide his puzzled amusement at her offer, "I'm in pre-calc and you're in algebra two. And I didn't have a test last week. So while it's kind of you to offer, I don't think it would be helpful."

Rowena's entire face flushed red, "Oh right." She shifted her weight on to the other foot, before turning to Jacob hopefully, "What about you, Jacob? You're in Mr. Lee's algebra two class, aren't you? Just in third instead of first?"

"I am," Jacob confirmed, his mind quickly running through various excuses, "But my sister's back in town, and she minored in math in college. She's already promised to help me, and since she knows so much about it, I think I'll just get her help."

"Oh, okay." Now poor Rowena looked positively downtrodden, "But if either of you changes your mind, the offer still stands! And Embry, I'd be happy to help you in another class, if you want it!"

Rowena spun around, head held high as she marched back to her table where her friends were waiting expectantly. She seemed both angry at their rejection and humiliated.

The second she turned her back, Quil snorted, letting the laughter he had been containing escape. Jacob only managed to make about two seconds longer before he too was laughing. Only Embry seemed unaffected, although he had a cheerful smile in his eye as he shook his head at the two other boys.

Rowena shot back a glare at their table as she sat back down, which only made Quil laugh harder.

"Ah, guys, don't laugh. It was nice of her to offer." Embry had always been the kindest of the trio, but even he had a giant grin on his face and was struggling not to laugh.

"Embry, man," Jake managed between snickers, "She didn't even know what math class you're in."

"Come on Embry, you should have given her a chance!" Quil joked, "Maybe you could have taught her something!"

"Rowena is not my type," Embry said adamantly, "And even if she was, I don't think I should be dating right now. Seen a little too many hearts broken to even be tempted. Maybe you should have taken up her offer, though, Quil. Not sure how much Claire's going to be for you."

"I'd ask Leah for help studying for math before I'd ask Rowena," Quil declared, "Way too much perfume. It's like sitting next to the vamps. What about you, Jake? Would you rather have Leah help or Rowena?"

If Jake had learned anything the past few days, it was that Leah was nowhere near as bad as she had once thought. Faced with the possibility of having her in his head for the rest of eternity, or at least until he stopped phasing, no longer had the same impact it once did.

"Leah, definitely. She's not that bad," He felt oddly compelled to defend his pack member, "But really, I don't need help. I can fail the math test all on my own."

Embry and Quil both howled with laughter.

The good thing about Rowena's offer was it broke the ice between the friends, and the awkwardness more or less dissipated. Now they were talking and joking like normal, like they hadn't been on opposing sides of an almost war.

"Did Rachel really minor in math?" Embry asked Jacob after they had finally stopped laughing.

Jacob nodded, "Yeah, man. Minor in math and major in economics and graduated early. She's always been a nerd."

"Damn and then she ends up in love with Paul of all people," Embry rolled his eyes, "He can barely write his own name. Imprints are fucking crazy."

"At least he knows she'll always be the smart one," Quil offered, "She can do the taxes and get a job and Paul can… sit on his lazy ass."

"Sounds like a shitty deal for her," Embry remarked.

"Yeah, but it works out great for Paul. He gets to be a trophy husband," Jacob grumbled. The conversation fell to them discussing whether or not they'd be happy as trophy husbands. Quil said he'd be fine with it, Jacob wasn't sure, and Embry was completely opposed to the idea.

When the bell rang to end the lunch hour, the three of them walked together to their next class – the only one they had together – chemistry.

"Where were you this morning in English?" Jacob asked Embry, "Mr. Martin asked me and I told him I didn't know and I could tell he didn't believe me."

"I overslept," Embry explained, "I was exhausted from all the fucking patrols Sam is having us run. So I slept through my alarm and woke up to my mom screaming at me. So I'm grounded again."

"Damn," Jake shook his head, "You gotta tell your mom."

Embry didn't have time to respond before they arrived at their destination: the chemistry classroom on the far side of the school.

"It's fine, Jake," Embry murmured as Quil opened the door to the classroom.

"Ah, the terrible threesome returns," announced Mr. Johnson as Jacob, Quil and Embry walked in the room, "Take your seats. We can discuss your make up work afterward."

Mr. Johnson didn't even wait until they were seated before he started his lesson.


When Jacob returned home, he found Billy sitting at the table, a grim look on his face. The book he was reading was closed in front of him, his hands folded on top of it. The phone was placed right next to him. Between his expression, the phone, and everything that Jacob knew was going on with Charlie, Jacob's stomach dropped. He could guess what Billy was going to tell him.

"Hello, son," Billy greeted him, his voice solemn.

"Hey." Jacob dropped his backpack on the floor and immediately crossed the small main room to the kitchen cabinets and grabbing a pan and pulling out some eggs. His appreciation for eggs had grown substantially since he became a wolf; he now found them to be a suitable meal no matter the time of day. And bad news was bad news; he might as well have a full stomach to hear that his dad's best friend thought his daughter was dead.

"I just got off the phone with Charlie," Billy's voice was tense, "He's panicking."

"Did they tell him that Bella died?"

"No. Not yet. They told him that she's still in quarantine in Atlanta, but she's stable. No improvements. They're building up to it."

"What did you tell him?" Jacob focused on the frying pan, carefully breaking five eggs into the pan. They sizzled as they hit the pan.

"They're still claiming Bella is in quarantine in Atlanta. Sue managed to talk him out of flying to Atlanta," Billy sighed, "But now he's talking about driving out to the Cullen place tomorrow night, just to see it."

Jacob didn't respond. Charlie was a good guy; he didn't deserve any of this crap that Bella and her stupid bloodsuckers were putting him through.

"Bella is Charlie's only family," Billy said, "This will be a big blow to him. Only a few months after Harry died, too."

Jacob transferred the slightly runny eggs onto his plate. He took a seat across from where his father had parked his chair and reached for the pepper, sprinkling it on before taking a bite. He didn't respond to Billy. He didn't know what to say.

Billy continued awkwardly, "I'm so fortunate to have you and your sisters. No parent should have to outlive their child. I'm grateful every day for the three of you."

Jacob swallowed, "I'm grateful for you, too, Dad," he managed gruffly. Rarely had Billy been so emotional in front of him.

"Do you know how much longer it will be?" Jacob asked after several silent moments and several large bites.

"The legends say the transformation takes about three days." Jacob's stomach dropped.

"So tomorrow then."

"Tomorrow," Billy agreed. He waited for a few moments before speaking again, "Do you know what their plan is? What they're going to tell Charlie?"

"I have no idea," Jacob muttered.

"Are they going to leave after Bella… wakes up?" Billy struggled for the right words.

"Ask Seth," Jake pushed his food around on the plate, "He'd know their plans."

"Jacob, I know this is hard for you, too, son," Billy said, "I know she was – is – your best friend."

"Was," Jacob mumbled under his breath.

"I'm sorry?"

"Was my best friend. She's dead, Dad. It doesn't matter what the fucking leeches tell Charlie. I'll always know the truth. She died two days ago." Jacob was shaking. He couldn't even hold his fork, but it didn't matter. His appetite had vanished. His theory that it was better to have a full stomach for bad news was wrong; he felt sick. He stood up, dumping the remaining parts of his food in the trash and placing the plate in the sink.

"Jacob…"

"I'll be back later, Dad." Guilt washed over Jacob when he turned to see Billy's disappointed face, before adding, "I promise."


How was school, children? Leah's condescending voice was not what Jacob wanted to hear when he phased the next afternoon, but it was what greeted him. Before he could reply, he felt Seth's presence join the link.

It was great! Trust Seth to have a cheerful view on the day. As he filled his sister in on the details of his day, from the conversations he had with his friends to the pop quiz that he managed to ace in Spanish, he began running full speed ahead to the Cullen's.

Jacob had returned to his house the night before as he promised Billy, gone to bed at a reasonable hour (well, if one am could be considered a reasonable hour), gotten up the next morning, and gone to school. He'd sat through his classes, ate lunch with Quil and Embry, and generally gone through the motions. But all day he'd been looking forward to his planned running, maybe all the way to California, and taking time to let the wolf take over.

The problem is Leah and Seth seemed to have the same idea. The Clearwaters weren't as useless and annoying as Jacob had worried they would be, but they were still company, and Jacob wanted to be alone.

"Seth?" Carlisle was waiting for Seth. Through the bond, Jacob could see everything that Seth was seeing as if he was there himself. Though Jacob had avoided the Cullen house since he had gone to collect Seth on the very first day, it remained ever-present in his mind as the place where Bella took her last breaths. It didn't help that he saw it often through Seth's eyes.

"We think Bella is about to wake up." Carlisle glanced nervously back at the house, "Within the next hour or so, Alice thinks."

Shit! Leah cursed. She took off running full speed ahead towards the bloodsucker's place, the forest blurring through her eyes as she did.

Seth's mind was a wordless jumble of emotions that Jacob couldn't quite comprehend. Nervousness, excitement, apprehension, hope.

Billy thought this might happen. The legends say the transformation takes three days. Jacob told the others, though he didn't move from the spot where he'd phased.

"We're planning on keeping Nessie from her until she feeds for the first time. Newborns have unbearable thirst, and – as you've seen – they can be wild." Carlisle paced back and forth, glancing nervously at the big white house.

Seth whined in response, his emotions shifting rapidly. It was hard to keep up, between Seth's cycling emotions and Leah's pure panic.

"Are you going to be human or wolf when you meet her, Seth?" Carlisle asked him, "I'm guessing they'll be home soon. You might want to phase, if you want to be human."

Seth trotted back behind the trees as if he was going to phase, but his mind wasn't made up. He was wavering between the safety of the wolf and the comfort of the human.

Seth – wait! Leah cried. She began running at her full speed ahead towards the Cullen's place. Her vision was nothing but a dizzying blur of colors as she sprinted ahead, making Jacob dizzy as he watched. Leah really did have incredible speed.

It was too late, though, and Seth had already phased out.

Fuck! Leah cursed, and impossibly, she sped up.

Without Seth's happy thoughts in the bond, it seemed almost bearable again. Leah was much better than him at staying quiet, and Jacob realized he didn't have to let this new development change anything. He certainly didn't want to see Bella in her new form. He made up his mind; he would head to California as planned.

Jake! Where are you going? Leah cried. She could see the Cullen's white house by now, just through the trees and she had an eye on her brother, standing by Carlisle arms crossed, You have to help me! You have to help me protect Seth!

The desperation in Leah's voice surprised Jacob. She'd always been overprotective of her brother, Jacob had known that, but he didn't think she would ever resort to practically begging him to help her protect Seth.

I can't see Bella like this, Leah. The Cullens won't hurt him.

Leah's mind was immediately filled with the images of the newborns they had encountered back in June. Her mind was rapidly cycling through both real of newborn bloodsuckers and imaginary images Seth getting attacked by a demon-looking Bella. He could feel the panic flooding through her system; her thoughts were rapidly spiraling into a full out war with the Cullens that ended with Seth getting killed by Sam.

Breathe, Leah, Jake commanded.

Although Leah took a deep breath, and the vivid images faded, her mind was still full of panic, You don't want Seth to get hurt, do you? The Cullens will listen to you, Jake. You have to help me.

Stop! This is ridiculous. The Cullens know how to control newborn vampires. And they love Seth. He'll be fine. Jacob didn't doubt it, not really. He couldn't imagine Bella going after Seth – who she'd always been so happy to see – just because she was now a monster herself. She wouldn't do that, would she?

Fine, Leah seethed, Too cowardly to see Bella Cullen as a vampire? She never loved you anyway.

Jacob couldn't pretend that Leah's words didn't sting. They hurt.

Stop! In the middle of their disagreement, neither Jacob nor Leah heard Seth phase back in, This is ridiculous. The Cullens know how to control newborn vampires. I'll be fine.

But with Seth's interruption, Jacob could feel Leah refocus on the issue at hand, and her panic return. And even more than that, Jacob could feel Seth's own nervousness. His memories of Jacob's injuries after the battle with the newborns came into his mind, and Seth wasn't confident in his fighting abilities. He was much smaller than Jacob and much less confident. He knew that. They all did.

I'm coming, Jacob grumbled. He tried to keep his guilt hidden, but he knew Leah and Seth could feel it anyways.

"Seth, I thought you were going to meet Bella as a human," It was the blond bloodsucker who spoke this time. She wandered out towards the yard, standing there somewhat stupidly as she spoke to Seth, "She should really smell your blood as a human. If she can't handle your werewolf blood, then she definitely won't be able to handle Nessie's."

I'm phasing back, Seth had changed his mind again, although he was still not convinced it was the safest move.

You should stay as a wolf, Leah insisted, It's safer that way.

Nah, Rosalie's right, we smell so bad to them, Seth explained, If she can't handle my werewolf blood, then she definitely won't be able to handle Nessie. So I'm going to phase.

Don't be a fucking martyr, Seth, Jacob said. He was nearly there.

I'll be fine, Jake, don't worry. The Cullens won't let anything happen to me. And you and Leah will be there to protect me, too. Jacob could feel Seth's wavering confidence – his words weren't completely true – but he could also feel Seth's gratefulness that Jacob would be there, to protect him if he needed.

Be careful, Seth, Leah begged.

I'll be fine, He repeated. He was starting to believe it now.

One of the Cullens – Carlisle, probably – called for Seth, which all three heard through the bond. Without even saying goodbye, Seth phased out. Jacob was near the Cullen place by now, approaching slowly. He saw Leah from where she was standing, an appropriate distance away.

Thank you, Jacob. I know this is hard for you. But it means a lot. There was no menace in Leah's voice, Thank you for helping keep my brother safe.

Jacob didn't know how to respond to that. You're welcome? He didn't want her to think that she could request these things and he'd come running every time.

You won't have to come again, Leah promised him, her thoughts slightly bitter once again, Next time you can stay away.

Look, I don't want Seth to get hurt any more than you do Jacob conceded, I'm just not sure how helpful I am here.

Leah didn't respond, but they both moved closer into the Cullen's yard, just barely at the edge of it, with easy access either way.

They're coming, Leah snarled. She didn't need to tell Jacob that. The sickly scent of vampire flooded his senses and he could just make out Bella and Edward's conversation.

Jacob looked over to where Seth stood in his human form. He looked all of his fourteen years at that moment, seemingly terrified in his own skin.

"You'll be fine, kid," Emmett patted Seth's back, the sound echoing through the yard, "We won't let her get you."

Seth nodded. Leah stepped a bit closer, urging Jacob to follow her, which he did.

And from the trees, Edward emerged first, followed by Bella. Bella was… unrecognizable. Jacob couldn't see her face from where he stood, but he could tell she wasn't truly Bella. This new vampire seemed taller; her posture was straighter than Jacob had ever seen Bella's. Her hair was the same but beautifully styled, almost certainly by one of the female vamps. The dress she was wearing was torn in just the right places, and on any other girl, Jacob would have loved it. But the Bella Jacob knew would never have picked such a thing. And despite the tear, it was still in relatively good shape. His Bella would have never managed such a feat.

"Hi, Bella!" For all of Seth's nervousness, his greeting was enthusiastic and betrayed no fear.

Bella turned to him for the first time but did not lunge or even move towards him. Nevertheless, Leah moved slightly closer to her brother, teeth bore.

"Hi, Seth," Bella smiled. Her teeth were too white, too perfect, too pointy and sharp. Unrecognizable. Just like the rest of her, "Edward told me about your imprint, Seth. I think it's great. It's so nice that we'll all be a family. "

Jacob wondered if the ability to lie well was something all newborn vampires had or if Bella was telling the truth. When the human Bella lied, he could always see right through it.

"No, Jacob, she's telling the truth. She likes that it's a bridge from her old life to her new," Edward answered his thoughts and smiled at his wife, "That she'll get to keep some of her previous life with her."

Disgusting, Leah gagged, Fucking grossest thing I've heard all day. We are not part of that disgusting pale face's previous life. We don't belong to her.

Wisely, Edward didn't respond, although he did narrow his eyes while glaring at Leah.

"Thanks, Bella," Seth was positively beaming now, his previous apprehension seemingly melted away.

Bella turned to face Jacob for the first time, and he could see the difference in her face. Everything was perfectly symmetrical, like some sort of unnatural computer-generated model. She had always been beautiful, but now, she was objectively gorgeous. Anyone would say so. But it wasn't the same type of beauty. It was too perfect, too flawless, too unnatural. She wasn't Bella.

"Jake, I'm so glad you're here." Bella's new voice was sugar sweet and sing-songy and sounded completely different from her old. If it had played on a recording, Jacob wasn't sure he would have known that it was that of the woman he loved. She stepped towards Jacob, tentatively holding her hand out as if she was going to pet him.

Instinctively, he jumped back, a small growl escaping him.

Surprisingly, Leah mirrored Jacob's growl, although it didn't really match. It was far fiercer than Jacob's growl at been, far tougher.

Don't touch him! She snarled, almost protectively. Despite not hearing the words, Leah's intentions were clear. Bella stepped back, looking slightly hurt. Edward's arm wrapped around her protectively.

"I'm – I'm sorry," Bella said, "I didn't mean to upset you."

"I'm not sure it's a good time to talk to Jacob right now, love," Edward told his wife, "Don't you want to meet Renesmee anyways?"

At the mention of the spawn, Bella's face lit up.

"Oh yes!"

"She's been asking for you," Edward told her encouragingly. The happy couple began to walk towards the house, all members of their family following them. Seth stayed behind for just a moment to look back at the two members of their renegade pack, before he joined the procession, as well. Everyone was too enthralled with watching Bella reunite with her daughter that had killed her to notice that Jacob and Leah were still standing there.

Jacob turned around, back to the forest. He'd seen enough. Bella was gone, and this time, it was permanent. There was no chance that she would change her mind or come back. This time, she was really gone.


A/N:

So there we have it! Jacob met the new Bella! We also saw protective!Leah and angsty!Jacob and Quil and Embry and Bella (Quil and Embry we will see a lot more of. Bella? Not so much).

These chapters just get longer and longer and there's still so much I want to cover so I really promise that time will speed up there's just a lot here in the beginning.

Also has anyone started Midnight Sun? I'm only about 100 pages in so I don't really have an opinion yet but I want to hear everyone else's.

Anyways, thanks for reading! Please let me know your thoughts!