Two Months Later

"Hey, Jo!" I shouted at my best friend Johanna, who just moved here from Michigan.

"Hi! I missed you so much!" She shouted back. Johanna and I ran toward each other and gave hugs. We squealed about what's been happening since I left Michigan. Edward walked outside and covered his ears sarcastically.

"Wow, what's going on out here?" He said, and eyed Johanna carefully. "Who's this?"

"This. Is my BFF, Johanna!" I shrieked. We gave each other another quick hug.

"Hello, Johanna. It's nice to meet you. I'm Marissa's boyfriend, Edward." Edward introduced himself, because I was so caught up in my greetings with Johanna.

"Oh, sorry. I almost forgot. This is my boyfriend, Edward." I introduced him, a little too late, since he beat me to the point. He grinned at Johanna, laughed at me, and reached out a hand to Johanna for her to shake it. She grabbed it furiously, probably over-excited from earlier.

"Nice to meet you, too, Edward. Sorry from all our screaming. It's just that, well, we haven't seen each other in so long!" She tried really hard not to yell, so it came out in a squeak. Johanna giggled.

"It's okay. Would you like a tour?" He asked politely, and gestured a hand toward the door.

"S-sure." She studdered. "You're boyfriends' really polite." Jo whispered only to me. Edward was eavesdropping anyways. I didn't mind. But, he already knew that.

"This is the main room. Dining room. Our house has 3 floors." He smirked. Edward seemed proud of his rich-status. I shook my head and smiled at his bragging.

"Wow. This is amazing!" Jo yelled, and it echoed in the large house.

"Yeah, it really is. You should see Alice's closet. It's about the size of my room. Hm. Not a good comparison, my room is tiny. But her closet is really big." I corrected myself.

"...And Alice is?" Jo asked.

"Alice is my sister. Her closet is fairly big." Edward interuppted. "Well, I could probably show you more later. You guys should go catch up. I know you eager."

I looked at Edward. Really? Are you sure? I don't want to be disrespectful..., I thought. He nodded.

"Ok, Jo. Let's follow the Doctors' orders. We can go to my house." I grinned at Edward. Thanks. I bet she needed that. Come over around 8:00. I'll have her out by then., I thought again. Edward nodded once. "All right, Jo. Let's go. Ha, that rhymed." I laughed at my own humor.

"Kay. Bye, Edward." Johanna waved at Edward, then I grabbed her hand and pulled her toward my car. We got in and buckled ourselves in the seats. I reached over the armrest to grab a long, rectangular box. It was silver. She stared at me with pleading eyes. "You know I don't like presents."

"It's not a 'present'," I explained. "It's a 'welcome to Forks' inviting...um, thing." I tried to think of anything else to describe it, but I couldn't.

"Fine." She closed her eyes, and held out her hands. I put the box in her palms. Johanna opened them back up, and untied the bow on the top. She gasped when she saw a sterling silver bracelet in the box. "What's this?"

"A bracelet," I told her the obvious, in a sing-songy voice. We were to my house now, and were standing in my driveway. I was rocking on my heels.

"Why'd you get me a bracelet?" She demanded.

"To forever remind you of Forks. It has a bunch of charms of things around here. The woods, a couple stores. The emptiness." While I said what the charms were, I realized how boring and small Forks is.

"Oh. I guess I see why you got it for me, now. Thanks. That's sweet." She smiled.

"No problem, my pleasure." I smiled back.

Before we knew it, the clock turned 8:00. The time I'd told Edward to come over. And Johanna wasn't gone yet. Oh, no. He's going to climb through the window. Clearly in front of Johanna. Oh, gosh. Oh, no.

The doorbell rang.

"Who is it?" I heard my mom call from downstairs.

"Edward," he answered

"Come on in, son." she yelled.

Edward walked in and smiled toward my mom. He glided upstairs and into my room. H-how did you know? The door-Jo-how? I thought. Edward pointed to his head so casually that Johanna couldn't have seen what he was doing. Right, I should've known that. He laughed, then covered it with a cough.

"Hey, Edward. Long time, no see," Johanna joked.

"Yep. You too." He grinned.

"Now it's my turn to leave you two alone. See you tomarrow, Marissa. Aaand, Edward. Probably." She turned her back on us and walked down the stairs. Edward and I watched downstairs until we saw and heard the front door slam shut. He sat down on my bed, then sat me on his lap. I wrapped my arms around his waist, and intwined my fingers. He kissed me on the cheek. We sat like that for about a half an hour, not talking, just staring in each others' eyes, until I fell asleep in his arms. He laid me in my bed and put the covers over me.

In the morning, I went over to Edward's house, and Johanna met me there. I heard some faint rustling in the woods. Edward saw him before I did. It was Jacob Black. The boy Bella had left Edward for. I hated him, and I didn't even know him. Jo didn't, though. She stared at him like he was the greatest thing she'd ever seen.

"Where is Bella? She hasn't talked to me in over 2 months," Jacob demanded.

"That's becasue she broke up with me two months ago. She's probably still getting over me." Edward blowed on his knuckes, then rubbed them on his chest.

"Don't get all confident," Jacob warned.

Finally, Jacob took his eyes off of Edward and looked over at the new stranger in the room with us. He stared at her. For a while. I knew what he was doing. He was imprinting. Bella'd told me about how werewolves did that. It was like love at first-ahh! Love at first sight! Jacob Black imprinting on Johanna. How could this be?

"Wow, what's your name?" Jacob flirted.

"I'm Johanna. You're Jacob, right?" she said innocently.

"Yes, ma'am, I am." Jacob said.

"I've heard about you before. Never thought you were that handsome in person.." Johanna blushed.

"Well, thanks. Have I seen you before?"

"Probably not. I moved here a couple days ago from Michigan. My dad got a job here. I talked to Marissa on the phone, and she'd say a few things about you. Sophmore?

"Yes." Jacob seemed embarrased by his school status. Everyone knew he didn't look like a sophmore. He looked more like a 25 year old.

"All right. Jacob. Would it be possible if you could get out off of my property?" Edward asked politely.

"Fine. Bloodsucker," Jacob scoffed.

"Good. Dog," Edward snapped.

"Ah-ah-ah," I shook my finger at Edward. "Come on, you know better than to get angry."

"Yes. I can control my anger," Edward said to me, but meant it to Jacob.

"Yeah. Now control it. No anger. Expecially towards him."

"Come on, now, Marissa. You know you can't ignore me," Jacob tried to persuade me.

"You mean, you know I can't stand you?" I corrected him.

"Come on, now," he repeated. "Since Edward wants me off his property, I mean, we could go to La Push?" he asked Jo.

"Sure. That's where you live. Right?"

"Yep. Right."

"All right. Let's go. We could stop at the beach on the way. I could even show you my motorcycle, and my car..." Jacob kept going on, and on about things he could show her.

They walked all the way to La Push from Edward's house. On the way, they talked about pretty much their life stories. Jacob told her how he became a werewolf, and she told him about...everything. How her and I had been friends. How she knew I didn't like him, just didn't know why. They talked about everything.

When the two lovebirds got to the beach, they sat and talked some more. Out of nowhere, he leaned over like to tell her a secret, and kissed her. Just a little one, on the cheek, but it meant the world to her. He saw how much she liked it, and kissed her one by one, over and down to her lips. She let him. Jo started laughing. He picked her up in his arms and carried her to his shack of a house. Billy wasn't home. He was probably hanging out with Charlie. Jo and Jake sat on the couch and kissed some more. Again and again. Finally, they sat and watched TV. Jake settled on a music channel. They sat and listened to slow, love songs. Johanna sat and sung a couple songs that played. Jacob watched her, and she stopped, looking uncomfortable.

"No, keep going," Jake urged her.

"Um, I'm not that much of a singer." Johanna's cheeks turned red.

"Yes, you are. You're great. Keep singing." His eyes were mesmerizing. Jo kept singing.

"When you look me in the eyes...," Jo sang. Jake sat there. Caught up in her beautiful voice.