A/N: hey people :D sorry i took so long, i've just been having writer's block. And yes, i have been slacking. I am a slacker after all :D

Oh, and i got a review about how it isn't nice to describe Carlisle like that. Well, it is from werewolves' POV, so he smells bad. remember, werewolves hate the smell of vampires?

Firestone866 thanks for reviewing :D yes, you get any kinda pizza you want. And tonnes of marshmallows :D

Jenna

"So all this stuff about werewolves. It's really and honestly true?" i asked for about the millionth time.

"Yeah. Pretty cool, huh?" Seth replied for the millionth time.

It had been a week since i found out i was a... well you know. And i was having trouble believing it. I mean, i phased and all, but it was still creepy. I think i liked being human more.

Jason was totally psyched about being a werewolf. Trust a boy to think like that.

Well, okay. Being a werewolf was pretty cool. I mean, the speed was wicked. We could run so fast, we'd turn almost invisible. And we were fast healers and really strong too. The temper was something i'd have to work on.

Me and seth were in his car, driving down to the beach, where i'd be attending my first bonfire. Well, a werewolf-council-meeting-bonfire. Bet none of you have attended one before.

"Oh my gosh, i'm so excited!" i said, happily bouncing on my seat.

"Well, we're here," Seth said.

I hopped out of the car. In the distance, i could see a few figures, which i could make out as the pack.

"Nicky!" i screamed.

"Jenna!" she screamed back. We ran and hugged each other. Even though we lived in the same house, we barely talked anymore, with me being with seth all the time, and her with embry.

"Get a room," Paul said teasingly. Even though i knew it was a joke, my muscles tensed and i felt that familiar anger course through my veins.

"Idiot," Nichole muttered. Man, it was so unfair that she hadn't phased and so had a great control over her temper.

"Ignore him, he's just trying to get you into a fight," Seth murmured into my ear.

"Hey Paul. You probably should stop trying to entice me into a fight. We both know that i'm gonna win," I said matter-of-factly. It had the desired effect on him. His face reddened and his fists clenched.

"Bring it, kiddo," he said snarling.

"You sure? I wouldn't want you to embarrass yourself crying for your mommy!" i said sweetly. He roared at me, and phased.

I was expecting it. I phased too. And we leapt at each other.

Seth phased too. What the heck was he phasing for? I had everything under control.

Seth jumped in between me and Paul, and snarled at him.

"Phase. Back." He thought.

"Tell your girlfriend to back off!" Paul growled.

"Fine!" I said, frustrated.

We got to the bonfire a little late.

"What were you doing?" Collin asked me curiously.

"Pissing paul off," i said smiling. Paul heard me and glowered.

"Sweet!" Collin said, and hi-fived me.

"Shut up," Paul muttered. I stuck my tongue out at him.

Basically, we ate. A lot.

Then the stories started. They were about the spirit warriors. So cool!

I would have loved to be a spirit warrior. I mean, leaving your body, and returning later? Flying? Dude, that's way cooler than being a werewolf.

But werewolves are still cool.

Then, Quil senior started on the story of the third wife. When he was talking about the part where she sacrifices herself, and the werewolf jumps on the vampire and kills her, i was basically thinking "man, i so wanna kill a vampire!"

Which is what i told seth later.

"No." Was his reply.

"Dude, what no?" i asked him.

"Do you know how dangerous it is?" he asked me. "You could get killed!"

"So could you," i pointed out.

"But i'm more experienced."

"Well, i'm never gonna have the experience if you don't let me try!"

"No." He responded bluntly.

"fine!" I said emphatically. But i wasn't gonna listen. Not at all.

A/N: Sorry for the shortness. And the delay in uploading. My life ( this is aby) is literally killing me. Firstly, Nicole refuses to do our other story (the seth imprint) So I have to do that, and school is evil. Also, I'm ( that includes Chelsea, the other writer of this story) job-hunting (desperate need of money, don't ask what a 13 year old needs so much money for) So yeaaaaaaah. Still, I really am sorry.