Finding Someone

-Rogue12158

Disclaimer: No matter how much I wished that I owned the Twilight Series, I don't. Nor do I own Edward or the rest of the boys. Ah well.

A/N: I do believe that I'll probably start with writing a chapter in Avery's POV, then Jacob, then Avery again. Alternating, that's the word.

Also, this won't match up exactly with the previous chapter, so if that bugs you, get over it.

Chapter Nine: Avery

Avery's P.O.V.

Wow, I knew that something was different with Jacob, but a werewolf? There is only one thing to respond to something like that: cool. My mind was in shock, despite the utterly cool factor of being a mythical creature. Maybe that had something to do with the heat. Jake's always been a little too warm for human standards, and I first thought that he had a really bead fever. And how he got here in the first place! He probably ran here.

When I finally rediscovered the capability of speech, I voiced my inquiries. "Is that why you're so warm? And did you run here or something? This is soo cool!!" I managed to say all of this in only one breath and Jacob laughed at my excitement.

"Whoa, slow down there, Avery, one at a time." I remained quiet so he continued. "Yes, that is why I'm so warm, I run at a constant one-oh-eight temperature. And yes, I did run here, I was angry and I needed to let off some steam."

"A lot of steam apparently," I chuckled, and he chuckled with me, knowing himself that what I had said was true.

"That's probably true. And thank you for realizing my extreme coolness," he said with a mocking smile. Then a thought popped into my head.

"Hey, Jake," I turned to look at him straight in the eye. "If werewolves are real, then what else is?"

Jacob's face turned to disgust as the questions went through his ears. Was it something I said? A low growl came from deep in his chest.

"Did I say something wrong?" I asked, slightly afraid that I'd offended him in some way, and not knowing what I said.

"No, not at all, it's just, hm, there is a reason for our existence, for the... werewolves, and that is to protect our people from our mortal enemies." He seemed to have a really hard time saying what he was trying to, so I just stayed quiet and tried to keep my face looking understanding. "And our mortal enemies, are, um, ... how do I put this?; um, vampires."

Did I just hear him right? Vampires? OH. MY. GOD!!! That is so cool, too!!! But apparently Jacob doesn't like vampires much, so I should probably not show too much excitement. Good thinking, oh no, the voice is back. Go away voice in my head.

"That is cool!" Yeah, keeping the excitement down to a minimum kind of was a bust.

"Glad you think so," he honestly didn't sound too upset about my over-enthusiasm about the mythical beings thing, he sounded relieved. "To tell the truth, as much as I hate to admit it, there are some bloodsuckers that aren't so bad. There's a big family of them back home that I'd say are pretty decent. They only drink the blood of animals." He seemed to have trouble saying the word family.

The look of shock came back to my face as he described a group of vampires from his home. And he noticed.

"I'm not scaring you am I?" He sounded genuinely concerned as to how I was taking the whole thing. "I'm sorry, it's just far too easy to just spill my guts about everything around you."

"Oh, I'm not scared about anything. It's just a lot to process all at once, you know? It's not something one hears everyday." He nodded in understanding.

"That makes sense, but I'm just glad that you decided to skip denial in the stages of accepting things," that made me laugh. He was good at that, making me laugh. It's only been a few days, could it have really been only a few days, it feels like forever, since I met him, but already he knew how to make me laugh and how to make me feel better when I cry. God, the only way that this could get better is if I didn't have to worry about Westley ruining everything that I'd built with this great guy sitting right next to me. But that isn't something to worry about now.

We talked for a little while longer until it was time for the two of us returned to the diner before Cindy decided to kill us both for slacking off.

As we were walking towards the diner, it took all of my self-control not to grab Jacob's hand while it was swinging dangerously close to mine. The only reason I didn't was because we were in public, where there was a chance that Westley could find out.

When we went back into the diner, Cindy gave me a look that said, Are you alright? I nodded back at her and smiled. I had honestly forgotten why Jacob had taken me home in the first place. All that was there was Jacob and I.

Since it was a slow day I helped Jacob in the back, washing the mountain of dishes that accumulated in our absence. We laughed and and bubble fights the entire time, with only minimal damage to our surroundings and Cindy's nerves. My sister is too old for her twenty-seven-year-old body.

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As I laid in bed that night, after leaving Jacob at his new place at the diner, which he loved, Jacob Black was the only thing running through my mind. His laugh, smile, eyes, warmth, sense of humor, and most of all, the way he made me feel so safe when I was with him. Slowly and surely I was falling for him, and hard. And the only thing standing in our way, if he felt the same, that is, was Wes.

I couldn't help but feel over whelmed by how much of him that I found, well, attractive. So I wrote it all down, knowing that if this didn't work out, I wanted something that would help me remember him, even though I had him imprinted to memory. I even did the most teenage thing to do when it comes to the guy a girl likes. I wrote out, Mrs. Avery Black.

What can I say? I'm a teenage girl in love.

How was it?

Now, I'm in the process of writing a oneshot that's really time consuming. It's called Selfish. It's about what would of happened if Edward didn't stay with Bella during the fight. What will happen? Do you know? (I don't!!)

For this story, I'm sooooo close to 100 reviews that I can practically taste it, so please review for a pathetic lonely writer whose only joy in life is getting reviews from her fans.

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-Rogue12158