A/N: Hi guys! Sorry this is sort of late, I've just been enjoying my summer and I had a little bit of writer's block for this chapter, but it's all good now! I hope people actually read these…

Two things; One, I have a poll on my profile! I have three possible stories that I'm going to work on, and their summaries are up on my profile and in the poll you can choose which one you want to read next after I finish either Butterflies or ATOF. (I'm not really sure which one is going to be longer.) And two; in this story, the story line is hopefully going to be right on target. I will probably mix up dates and the timeline and maybe rush some things, but everyone will imprint on who they are supposed to.

What does that mean for our beloved characters? Well, you'll have to wait and find out!

"I can't believe you and Jared have never been on a date!" Summer exclaimed as she sat on my bedroom floor, reading a Cosmo magazine. It was amazing how easily we had fallen back into an easy friendship. This was the first time she had been to my house since October, and it was like she never left.

Of course, Jared and Paul had no idea she was here. That's why I invited her while they were on patrol. "It just never seemed like a feasible idea I guess." I shrugged. "Our relationship, for lack of a better word, has never been normal."

"Yeah, I'll say." She muttered, not so much maliciously as confused.

It was six. "Did you want to stay for dinner? Jeff and Callie are out tonight so it's just me. We could order a pizza."

She frowned a little regretfully. "Sorry, I made plans with Quil. He's lonely, ever since Embry…" She trailed off. "And Jake's been hanging out with that Bella girl from Forks a lot." There was a knock at the door. "That's him."

I followed her down the stairs and gave her a tight hug before she left and she smiled at me with all her straight, white teeth. "It was really nice hanging out again."

"Obviously you have to come to my place next time. My mother was ranting in Japanese about you the other day."

"Of course, I'll be there." I said softly. I missed her family. She opened the door and I waved shyly. "Hey, Quil."

Poor kid looked so sad, but when he grinned, he was the same as ever. "Hey there Kimmie-Cup, how's life treating you?" I sighed and gave him a huge hug. I needed to stop hugging people; I think I was starting to seem weird.

I gave him a tiny smile and shoved Summer out the door. "See you guys later." And then I shut the door, wondering if I had gotten away with sneaking around with Summer.

But I realized Jared would probably smell them, him and his damn werewolf senses. I would try to distract him by making food and maybe spraying air freshener all over the house. Maybe throw some of my body sprays in there to confuse his senses.

So I made spaghetti, and I decorated my house with so many smells that it was gag worthy. When Jared came through my window at one in the morning, the first thing he asked me was, "Why were you with Summer and Quil?"

I pursed my lips in disappointment. "How did you know?"

"I can smell them both all over your skin." He chuckled. Ah drat, I forgot. His face turned serious and he tilted my chin up to meet his eyes. "What did Paul and I tell you about hanging out with her?"

I casted my eyes down. "I miss her." I whispered. "She was my only friend. She was always there for me."

"Well it isn't like that anymore, Kim. You have me, Paul, Embry and even Sam and Emily. So it's okay, you don't need to hang around her anymore."

I scoffed. "Your logic really sucks, Jared. You don't just abandon your friends because you made new ones. That's pretty low."

"You're going to lose her." He whispered with pity in his eyes. "She's going to hate you."

I wanted to tell him that she promised that we would be friends no matter what. I wanted to tell him that we had been friends forever and that we were going to push through this, and she would understand. But they were all wrong. "I know."

"Oh, Kim baby." He hugged me tightly and kissed my hair. "I know exactly how you're feeling. I know it's hard, I'm sorry."

Sorry for what? Sorry for what I'm going through? Sorry that it's his entire fault? Sorry that he didn't pick someone else? "It's okay." I found myself saying and it was okay, for any of those things it was okay. I loved him.

"It's late, get into bed. You need to get some sleep." I snuggled under my blankets and he pulled them up to my chin. "Goodnight, Kim." He kissed me softly on the lips. "And happy Valentine's Day." He gently placed something on my nightstand and jumped out the window.

I turned my sleepy head to look. A single white rose.

I woke early the next morning, exhausted but excited and put the rose in a vase full of water for my night table. I got ready and ate breakfast, rushing out the door to the sight of Jared's truck as usual. He opened the door for me and helped me in, just like always.

"You look beautiful this morning Kim." He said to me.

I giggled. "You say that every morning."

He grinned broadly at me. "Well, it's true every morning. You're even more beautiful when you're happy, like you are today." I shrugged but couldn't keep the smile off of my face. "This wouldn't have anything to do with our date, would it?"

"Maybe." I giggled again. He leaned over and kissed me. "Keep your eyes on the road." I said mock sternly.

"Yes ma'am." He said and seemingly shook his head at me. "I like this version of you, Kim. I'm glad you're happy."

"What, you've never seen me happy before?" I mumbled.

"I have, but just not because of me. It was mostly because of Jacob."

"Oh." I said, because I had nothing else to say to that.

He walked me to class. "Have a nice day, Kim. I'll see you at lunch." And he kissed me on the cheek and left. I sat down in my new seat, next to Paul, as my daily routine continued as normal. I ate lunch with the boys, I sat with Jared in History and he rubbed his fingers down my thigh, I chatted with Summer in Art and got scolded by Paul.

Yep, school was as normal as it could be. I got a ride home with Paul after school, because Jared left early to do his rounds or whatever he does while he's on patrol. He ruffled my hair affectionately when I got out of his car. "Have fun tonight Kim."

"I'm sure you'll hear all about it." I grinned. "See you later!"

When I walked into the house, took off my shoes and jacket, I realized that it was only three o'clock. I still had about five and a half hours until Jared picked me up. He had made reservations for nine at some restaurant in Port Angeles.

So now, all I had to do was sit here and twiddle my thumbs until it was a reasonable time to start getting ready.

I did all my homework and watched a stupid episode of Maury until five, and then I got in the shower for half an hour and scrubbed my whole body down, shaved everywhere and scrubbed shampoo into my scalp. Ever since I found out about Jared actually being a werewolf and having a really strong sense of smell, I was self-conscious as ever about the way I smelled.

After I got out, wrapped in a big white towel, I went into my room and dried my hair with a blow dryer, before crawling onto my bed with only my bra and underwear on and accidentally falling asleep.

When someone finally woke me up, it was seven thirty. "Kim? Don't you have a date tonight?" Callie's soft voice floated through the door.

I shot up. "Crap! Am I late?"

"No honey, it's only half past seven. Can I come in?" She asked. I rubbed my eyes blearily and nodded and she came and sat down on the end of the bed. "Can I help you get ready?"

I blushed. "You really want to? Okay." I watched her go through my closet, tutting and shaking her head and various pieces of clothing.

"We're about the same size." She mused. "Come on, you can borrow some of my clothes and my makeup too. You're going to look great!"

I frowned. "Not too much makeup I hope."

"Oh, no I wouldn't want to ruin your natural beauty. Just enough to enhance it, now sit." I sat on her bed and she pulled out a pair of blue skinny jeans, a burgundy v neck shirt with lace around the collar, a pair of black high heeled boots and a black leather jacket. "I've never seen your hair in anything in a ponytail. It has great body. Can I curl it with an iron?"

"I am at your will." I muttered and she squealed a little bit.

"I've always wanted a little sister." She said excitedly as she tugged at my hair and burned me a few times. "This is my first time ever giving someone a makeover!" After it was done, she refused to let me see it as she applied eyeliner and eye shadow onto my face. "I'm going to give you a smoky eye, but with more natural colours than black. It'll bring out the blue flecks in your eyes."

For the finishing touch, she put on some deep red lipstick. "The red is going to pop, but it won't look like too much because the rest of your makeup is natural." She told me as she was doing it. I didn't know why she felt like explaining this crap to me, I had no idea what she was saying and no experience, so I would have no idea if she were telling me the truth or not. "And I'm done! Take a look!"

I looked at myself in her full length mirror and ducked my head shyly when I saw my butt. "Wow…"

"Yeah I know, your butt looks amazing!" She squealed and I blushed. "I didn't add any blush because you do that enough already. It's eight thirty. Jared should be here any minute! You should go wait downstairs." We exchanged hugs. "Have fun!"

My heart thrummed nervously as I sat on the armchair near the door and waited to hear the doorbell ring.

When it hit 8:45, I was smiling to myself. Isn't it me that's supposed to be fashionably late?

Eventually, that turned into 9:30 and I was frantically checking my cell phone every two minutes for a missed call or a text. He had been out on patrol before our date, what if something had happened to him? I quickly pushed away all my thoughts about him ending up like my father. Jared was a werewolf, my dad was not.

At 10:00, I decided to call Emily. She answered on the second ring. "Hello?"

"Emily? It's Kim…"

"Oh hi, what's up?" She chirped.

Her tone of voice reassured me that nothing bad had happened to Jared… I was relieved and disappointed at the same time. "Um, have you heard from Jared?"

"He's out with the guys right now. Nothing happened to any of them, they're okay so don't worry."

Oh… "Okay thanks." I mumbled before I hung up. Maybe something important came up and he just lost track of time. I'm sure he'll call me or show up and explain any minute now.

By the time it was 11:30, I had already said goodnight to my brother and an extremely sympathetic and upset Callie. By that time, I was far past upset, I was angry. I didn't get a call, a text, a visit or an explanation. So I stopped waiting by the door like an idiot and went into my room, stripping off these stupid clothes and washing the useless junk off my face before putting my overdone hair in a ponytail and crawling into bed.

As an afterthought, I climbed out of bed, locked the window and drew the shades.

As I lay there in bed, my anger melted away. I found myself crying into my pillow and eventually falling asleep.

I woke up earlier than usual the next morning, letting my hair down and leaving it because it was still curly and I didn't want to shower. I threw on some clothes, my walking shoes and a rain jacket with a hood and starting walking to school about half an hour before Jared would even show up at my door.

I refuse to wait for him like an idiot again.

I got to school early, but I didn't mind so much and I sat in the cafeteria reading until the warning bell rang and I rushed off to my math class and sat in my seat quietly. Twenty minutes passed and Paul never showed up, so I relaxed and tried to focus on what we were learning.

Limits. Yeah, the only thing I knew about limits was that when Cady learned them, Aaron Samuels had gotten a haircut.

Math sucks.

After class, I was the last one out because I was stalling. But, who else would be waiting outside my classroom door? It definitely wasn't Embry.

"Kim!" He exclaimed, sounding relieved. "Where were you this morning? I knocked but no one answered."

"I walked." I muttered.

"You walked in the rain? You could have gotten pneumonia."

I sighed loudly and rolled my eyes. "Leave me alone."

"Kim…" He trailed off. "I'm really sorry but you have to let me explain okay? And I will, but not here."

"I really don't want to hear it."

Jared's face was a mask of shock. "Kim… What's wrong? I really am sorry."

I shook my head. "Whatever. I need to get to class." I turned on my heel and walked away, not looking back at his face. I could avoid him until History.

I dodged him in the hallway, taking the "long" way around and I hid in the library during lunch, ducking underneath the table every time I saw him walk past and look in.

I unfortunately had to go to History though. I was already failing. So I crept in to the sight of Jared already sitting at the desks, staring at the door and waiting for me. I sat down in my seat and he put his hand on my thigh. I jerked away. "Please don't be upset." He begged me.

I gave him a look. "I can do whatever I please. You aren't the boss of me."

My attitude seemed to take him by surprise again. "What has gotten into you? I promise that I'll explain what happened!"

"I told you before that I don't want to hear it. I'm tired of it."

"Tired of what?" He whispered.

"I'm tired of your fucking excuses!" I nearly yelled and clapped a hand over my mouth when everyone turned to look at me. "There's always a reason, Jared. You couldn't help it because of this; I didn't mean to, it wasn't my fault. Whatever, okay? Maybe for once I don't want to hear your excuses. You didn't have a second to text me? Call me? Do you know how stupid I felt waiting for you? Do you know how stupid I felt waiting for you my whole life!"

"Miss Spencer, is there a problem?" My teacher asked me. I didn't realize he had started the lesson and I flushed.

"No, sir."

"Good. Save the relationship problems for outside the classroom please. Now, as I was saying, the Civil War began in 1861…" He droned and I stared straight ahead, never once straying from the front of the classroom.

When the bell rang, I bolted out of there as fast as I could. I was stupid to think that I could outrun Jared. He grabbed my arm and pulled me into a closet. "What the hell, Jared?" I muttered. "Why are we in a closet?"

"Jacob phased last night." He breathed out. "I had to stay and coax him out of his wolf form and we all had to explain the basics of what we are to him. He was pretty remarkable though, almost phasing instantaneously. It took Paul two weeks to change back into a human but then again Jacob is a lot calmer than Paul." He chuckled.

"I don't care." I said childishly and I reached for the door. His hot hand grabbed my wrist and stopped me. "Let me go."

"You should go see him." He murmured. I gave him a surprised look. "He's having a really rough time and he could use a friend."

"Fine, I'll go." His face brightened. "I'm not going for you, I'm going for him."

"Please don't be angry with me."

"It isn't going to work this time! I'm not just going to look into your puppy dog eyes and forgive you like always! I'm fucking pissed off." I grumbled.

"That's the second time you've swore today." He said, with an amused look on his face. I shot him my best glare and he stopped smiling. "I'm sorry."

"Can you stop saying that?" I muttered as we walked out of the closet. "Sorry doesn't fix anything."

We rode to Sam's in silence to where Jacob was sitting at the table with his face in his hands. Paul was watching TV and eating Mt. Everest and Emily was in the kitchen and she smiled when she saw us come in. "Hey you two! Do you want something to eat?"

Jared happily accepted and I shook my head. "No thanks, Emily." Jake's head turned towards me at the sound of my voice. "Hey Jake, want to go for a walk?" I held out my hand and he took it gently and I led him outside. "How are you holding up?"

"So this was the big secret." He muttered to me. "I'm a fucking werewolf and Bella dated a vampire and she knew about it and she still didn't care! And now I can't even talk to her or tell her!"

It felt nice, to be able to converse with him normally and not have to watch what I was saying. "Yeah, I'm a little freaked out too."

He squeezed my hand. "I'm sorry you're involved in this, Kim."

"God, if I had a nickel for every time I heard that."

"I'm also sorry for what happened between us…" He trailed off. "If I had just known why, I think I might have understood. I'm sorry we stopped talking."

I reached out to hug him. "It's okay, I don't blame you. Friends?"

"Always." And then he groaned. "What am I going to do about Quil?"

I had forgotten about Quil. Poor Quil, losing his best friends… "He'll probably be next." I said without thinking.

Jacob's face darkened. "I sure hope not."

"Me too."

We walked a little more in silence. "Kim?" He asked suddenly. "What do I do…? What do I do about Bella?"

I knew that trying to help Jacob reveal our secret wasn't the best idea. In fact, Jared would probably be pissed. But I was so upset with Jared that I didn't care one bit. "You said she dated a vampire right? Well, she has to be aware that supernatural creatures exist. You don't have to come right out and tell her, you just have to put the idea in her mind. She will figure it out eventually."

"Do you really think so?" He asked me, eyes alight with hope.

I shrugged. "It's worth a shot."

"Thank you, Kim. You really are a great friend." I smiled at him. "Can I walk you back to Sam's?"

"Actually… Could you take me home? I don't want to be around Jared anymore."

He grimaced. "I'm really sorry about that. I didn't try to phase and ruin your date, I promise. I'm not that kind of ex-boyfriend."

Despite my surly attitude, I laughed at him. "Next time, keep your jealousy in check."

He smiled his boyish grin at me and it looked out of place on his manly frame. I had forgotten how much I liked Jacob Black. But it felt wrong, to be happy because I could talk to him again. "I'm sorry this happened to you…"

He shrugged. "No use dwelling on something I can't change."

When I got to my house, I sat on my bed quietly. I wondered what life would be like if werewolves and vampires didn't exist. Jared wouldn't have even looked twice at me, and I would probably still be dating Jacob.

I couldn't help but wonder which world I would rather live in.

A/N: I'm really sorry that they didn't get to have their date! But it will come, don't worry. Don't forget to check the poll and vote!