Author's Note: Hey guys! I'm sorry it's been such an embarrassingly long time since I updated, school has just been overwhelming my time :( As Reece would say: Damn you, college! Anyway, I hope you enjoy this super short excuse of a chapter, I just felt I owed it to you guys to get a chapter up, so here it is!

Disclaimer: Reece is mine

"What's your problem?" I asked, slightly irritated. I had a thing about cramped spaces. I didn't like them.

"I need to talk to Carlisle," Jake replied hastily, glancing around. I don't see why he glanced around; there was nothing to see except the mirror and the shower and the toilet, which Billy hadn't had a chance to flush when he was rushed out. And Jake's abs, which were still exposed because he still only had a towel wrapped modestly over his hinter regions.

"Then why are you talking to me? Do I look like Carlisle to you? Because I can assure you, I have a heartbeat, not to mention a bust," I retaliated with vigor. And yes, it was rude and uncalled for, but it was morning, and I'm not a morning person either.

Jake looked at me as if I were an idiot. "Well clearly," he said, gesturing to my boobs lewdly. Okay, maybe not lewdly, but it justifies my bitterness if someone is being lewd. And Jake just wasn't a lewd guy. So I added it in for my own gain. So sue me. "I need you to come with me to see Carlisle," Jake continued, not knowing my train of thought had already moved on.

I crossed my arms, cocking my head to the side curiously. "Why do you need me?" I didn't know if I liked where this was going, primarily because I had no idea exactly where this was going.

Jake gulped. "It would just be easier."

I snorted. "For who? Because I have homework." Which was a lame excuse, considering I didn't do homework.

Apparently Jake knew this and burst into laughter that I'm sure shook some part of the house down. "You don't do homework." I think that had already been established.

"Well can I at least bring Seth?" I asked. If Jake was going to have his gang of friends, why couldn't I bring one of my own.

Jake shifted uncomfortably at my question, scratching the back of his neck. "Erm, I don't think that would be such a good idea."

"Why not?" I snapped. I was not in the mood for Jake's vague opinion on whether or not it was okay to bring my future boyfriend-husband-whatever somewhere.

Jake licked his lips, "Because we'll be talking about you and me."

I swear my face just melted and fell to the floor in shock. "There is no you and me," I clarified for the obviously torn werewolf in front of me. But my voice was shaky and I didn't even convince myself.

Curse my raging teenage hormones and the chaos they create!

Jake let it go, thank Buddha, and reached around me, intruding on my bubble, to open the door, nudging me back to his room.

"What're you two doing?" Billy hollered from the front room.

"Nothing," we both yelled at the same time. I glared at Jake, and he grinned right back. "'Scuse me," he murmured, pushing past me and into his room where he closed the door, leaving me to wait outside by myself like some sort of rejected leper.

Billy wheeled his way up to me, eyeing me with joking suspicion. "Where's Jake?"

"Taking his sweet time getting ready," I grimaced; I was, after all, still in my pajamas.

Billy slipped past me and banged with his fist on the door. "Let the girl in Jacob!" I was finding Billy more and more likable as time went on.

There was a knock at the front door, then a creak as whoever was there came in. "Hello?" yelled a voice.

Billy smiled knowingly up at me and said, "Your call." He was clearly referring to the fact that I was in short shorts and a tank top, and that my future something had just arrived.

"I'll take my chances," I smirked, walking nimbly past Billy and towards the front entry where Seth was looking lost. "Hey," I smirked some more when he turned to see me and his eyes bugged out farther than those weird lemur's eyes do in Madagascar.

"Hey, Reece," he croaked. Man, I was such a tease. But I doubt Seth would complain, considering the way his eyes were looking me up and down.

"Eyes up here," I said jokingly, pointing to my face.

Seth gulped and burned red from embarrassment. "Sorry," he whispered in apology and I felt so bad that I reached out and hugged him to make him feel more comfortable, which is not something I do. So Seth definitely meant something to me, even if I didn't consciously know.

"Don't be sorry," I soothed uncharacteristically, looking up into his big puppy eyes. "I thought I said I'd meet you at your house today."

He blushed cutely (oh my God he is turning me into mush) and said, "I couldn't wait any longer."

Aw! My own personal werewolf lover is so sweet!

"'Kay Reece, you can go change now--Seth?"

Jake would interrupt Seth and my together time. Not that I minded Jake being there, I just didn't like Jake being there while Seth was there because then my mind flip-flopped between the two like a frog on cocaine leaping from one lily pad to the next. I raised an eyebrow at Jake because he was raising his eyebrow at me, charging me guilty for allowing Seth into the house when he had explicitly told me it would be a poor decision to let Seth tag along on our journey today. "Sup Jake?" Seth asked with a hint of annoyance. Clearly Seth was becoming more territorial of me as the minutes ticked by; sadly, so was Jake.

"Just gettin' ready to make a trip to the Cullen's," Jake informed the younger boy. "What are you doing today?" His tone made it obvious that what Jake was really saying was: Reece and I are traversing to the bloodsuckers glass palace and you are not invited, neener neener! Only without the neenering. And because Jake had some weird superior leader wolf powers, he won.

Seth glanced down at me and I shrugged my shoulders, letting him know I had no idea why Jake felt the need to be such a control freak about this situation I had landed myself in. It's incredible how fast you can go from having no friends to having a werewolf pack ready to fight to the death for you…at least two people of the pack anyway, three if you include Embry the nymphomaniac.

Seth scowled for about a nanosecond before mumbling, "See ya" in Jake's direction, then turned to me and grinned goofily. I smirked up at him questioningly and he lowered his head to kiss me on the cheek. I blinked, caught off guard. "See ya," he whispered before opening the door and disappearing. I stood there for a moment, the feel of his lips still tingling on my cheek.

Then Jake, being his stupid ass self, smacked me on the back. "Well," he began, "You should go get dressed before we leave for the Cullen's."

I cocked my head, miffed that he had sent my gentleman caller away, and said, "I dunno, I'm kind of comfortable wearing what I'm wearing now."

Jake nearly choked on his spit. "No, no," he insisted. "Esme might have a heart attack."

"She's already dead," I pointed out.

"Just go change!" Jake yelled frantically, looking everywhere but at my body. He's very obvious.

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, yeah, I'm goin'," I conceded and dragged my feet back to the bedroom where my clothes lie in a rumpled mess on the floor. Stupid boy.

Author's Note: Once again, I apologize for the shortness of the chapter and the lack of timely update! Reviews are still really nice :D Thanks!