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When I got to the store, I text Alice to come and meet me. I needed to talk to her about all the male attention I was getting, because to be honest, it was pissing me off. I'd never really gotten a lot of male attention before. When I'd lived in Florida, the guys there were very distant from me. They'd seen me at my worst days, when I first got there and I was the lonely nerd with no friends, and then when I started to develop more. They'd seen my body change throughout the years, and I guess that could make any relationship kind of awkward.

Then I met Logan.

He'd just moved from California and was new, like me. We met when I was 15 and quickly became best friends. His mother, Gianna, was an average housewife and his father, Marcus, was a lawyer. They'd both made me feel very welcome whenever I'd been over, and allowed me to sleep over at their house. They even let me sleep in Logan's room, just because we were so close. They knew nothing would ever happen between us when they were in the house, anyway. His mother would always hint at me, asking me if we were moving forward at all. I'd always deny it because I'd never felt anything like that to him, but after a while, I began to feel different around him. I started to wonder why his mother had mentioned that to me in the first place. Did he feel the same way? At the time, the idea was laughable. Why would toned, dark haired Logan like pale, boring old me?

When we were both 16, we went to the junior dance together. We decided that because both of our statuses were single, we'd just go together as friends. I'd harboured feelings for Logan for near enough a year at this point, and when he asked me, I couldn't help but get excited. Of course, his mother noticed and questioned me about it. I eventually told her everything and she nearly burst with excitement. She did squeal and jump around quite a bit. She refused to tell me anything else about Logan, did that mean he like me as well? I didn't want to make any assumptions but inside, my heart soared. Of course I was still in denial; I didn't really believe that he had any feelings for me, as much as I wished he did.

When I got back home the week before the dance and saw my mom and Gianna looking at a map intently, I was confused. It was a map of the city. When I asked them about it, they said they were looking for a good dress shop to bring me too. I was confused as to why they were both so bothered about it. It was just a dance, right? It's not like anything was going to happen, but their obvious excitement fired my hope. I knew it was irrational, to love my best friend. My mom drove me and Gianna to the dress shop, and I was surprised at how far they went. Wasn't there a perfectly good store just outside of town? When we got to the store, they both chose piles and dresses and draped them over their arms. I tried them all on, and I realised that they were all red. I knew that was Logan's favourite colour, but I chose not to dwell on it.

In the end, they chose a red dress that stopped just above my knee, it was tight fitting and showed off curves I didn't know I had. It was strapless, so they got me a beautiful diamond necklace from a shop down the road, and they bought it despite my complaining. I got some red flats, because I knew I couldn't walk in heels, never mind dance in them, and I hated dancing anyway. When it came to the day of the dance, my mom curled my hair so it framed my face and cascaded down my back. She applied a tiny bit of make-up to my eyes and face in a sort of natural-but-sexy way.

When Logan came to pick me up, I didn't miss the look he gave me when I opened the door, but I ignored it. He was probably just shocked to see me dressed up; I only ever wore baggy t-shirts and jeans. He looked absolutely gorgeous as well. He had on a black suit with a red tie; no doubt the parent's planning. The dark colour of the suit matched his tanned skin beautifully, and he looked like something out of a magazine. He handed me a rose and I passed it on to mom, and she promised me she'd put it on my desk in my room. We linked arms and I threw my overnight bag in the trunk, as I was sleeping over at his house that night. He opened the passenger door for me and I slipped in, being careful not to flash anything when I bent my legs. He shut the door softly behind me and got in the driver's seat. When we got to the dance, it was really magic. It was a winter wonderland theme, and there was fake snow in the corners, and ornate snowflakes and decorations hanging around the room.

We danced for a bit, but my feet started to ache, so we went to get a drink and sat down. Someone came to ask me to dance, but I declined, wanting to spend more time with Logan. When the song 'Always' came on by Bon Jovi, Logan asked me to dance. We stood next to each other, with my arms around his neck and his arms around my waist. After a while he began to sing the words softly in my ear. He then told me he loved me, and kissed me until I felt faint. He told me he'd loved since he'd first seen me and that he didn't want it to be a secret anymore. I told him I felt the same and we kissed again.

To say our parents were pleased would be a bit of an understatement. They were more on the ecstatic side, literally. My mom was picking out china patterns before our first date. Logan was very patient with me, he knew how scary 'it' could be, and he hadn't done it either, and we wanted our first time to be special, and with each other. Which is was, it was on my birthday and he made me a picnic then took me to a really expensive hotel. When he found out the news that I was coming back here, he was distraught. We were both were, we discussed the idea of a long distance relationship, but ended up becoming just friends again, and we were going to keep in touch all the time. This way, we could both move on and be happy again.

"BELLA!" Alice shouted. I jumped and turned around.

"What?" I breathed, putting a hand against my heart to try and calm my heart.

"I called you like 5 times and you wouldn't answer me." She told me.

"Oh, sorry. I was daydreaming."

"Oh, what about?" She inquired, curiously.

"Logan." I told her simply.

"Who's Logan?" She asked, confused. I re-told her the whole story and by the time I'd finished, she was 'Aww-ing' at me.

"Bella, that's so sweet!" She told me.

"Yeah, I know. I miss him." I sighed.

"Aww, it'll be okay! We'll find you a brand new love buddy."

"Ha-Ha. You're just soooo funny Alice." I said, sarcasm lacing my voice.

"Well, what about him?" She asked, pointing to a guy with dark hair and russet skin, he had brilliantly white teeth and was very tall.

"I'm sure I know him from somewhere." I wondered out loud.

"That's Jacob Black." She told me, I recognised the name from somewhere.

"Bella? Bella Swan?" Jacob asked, turning to face me.

"Um, yeah?"

"It's me, Jacob Black! You bought my dad's truck!" He said, walking toward me. My eyes widened in recognition.

"Oh my God! Jacob!" I squealed, running towards him. He pulled me up into a large hug and spun me in a circle.

"How've you been, baby?" He asked me, laughing.

"I'm good, how are you?" I asked.

"I'm good." He smiled.

"Listen Jake, I'll meet up with you later, 'kay? I'm just shopping for my dad; I'll meet with you when I'm done, in about 10 minutes? I'll meet you outside the shop?" I asked him.

"Yeah, that's great!" He grinned, a wide smile that showed his teeth.

Alice and I finished shopping, talking about all the boys that seemed to have an obsession with me, and laughing at ways I could get back at them. When we left the store, we put the bags in my truck, and I offered her to say with us, but she had to head home. She was just leaving when Edward and his friends started walking towards me, laughing and joking. Edward was staring at right at me, but I heard someone call me from my right. Edward's eyes narrowed in that direction; and I followed his eyes to see Jacob jogging towards me. I ran the rest of the way and he picked me up in a big hug, spinning me round in a circle. He stopped spinning in the direction that would make me face Edward, and kept me wrapped in a big hug. Edward looked like he wanted to rip Jacob's head off, which really confused me. What was his problem?

"Hey Bells!" Jacob greeted me.

"Hey Jake." I laughed.

We spent the rest of the night talking and laughing, me and Jake really got along great. I found out that he had a girlfriend called Nessie, and he took me to meet her. She was really beautiful. Then he started questioning me about Edward. It really confused him just as much as me. That's how we devised, 'The Plan.'

Jacob was going to pretend to be my boyfriend. Nessie was fine with it, in fact, it was her idea. We were going to make all the guys that were bothering me jealous. They were going to leave me alone, and then I could get back to my life.

Jake and I would act like we were together and any available opportunity. Hopefully, everyone would leave me alone when they saw that I wasn't available. We rang Alice, and told her of our plan and she started doing a little maniacal laugh that actually kind of scared me. She called us all genius' and she was going to invite everyone to the cinema that weekend, and she was going to get Edward to invite some of his friends as well. I'd go along with Jacob and we'd pretend. This would mean I'd probably have to kiss him, which I wasn't exactly comfortable with and neither was he, but Nessie had told that she perfectly fine with it. She knew I didn't see Jake that way and he me. They were deeply in love.

School the next day was pretty boring. In biology, I was bombarded by questions from Edward.

"Who was that guy you were with yesterday?" He asked.

"Jacob Black."

"Is he your boyfriend?" He asked, sharply.

"Yes." His eyes narrowed noticeably.

"He's not good for you." He told me.

"Oh? And who is?" I snorted.

"Me?" I laughed quite loudly, and Mr Banner had to tell me to quiet down a bit.

"Sorry. That's just too funny." I laughed.

"What's funny about it?" I shook my head.

"Never mind."

"Are you going on Saturday?" He asked.

"Yeah, I am. Are you?"

"Yeah. Are you taking Jacob?" He asked. He said Jacob's name like it was a disease.

"Yep."

"Ok."

That was the end of our conversation. There was something in his tone, in the way he spoke, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

All I know is that I couldn't wait for Saturday.

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