Yay for feedback! Keep it coming! I'd like to give you chapter before this weekend at least. (My friends and I are having a Star Wars party complete with a Star Wars cookbook before all of our AP Exams start and we lose our social lives.) And seeing as today is the most likely last day I'll have without studying for any AP tests or quizes, I'm putting this chapter up. If I get a bunch of reviews, I might be able to put the third chapter up tonight.

I have a question though, should I make some Embry chapters or keep with using Jenna as the narrator?

I wanted to run, I wanted to crawl into my bed and never see the world again, but my mother's silver eyes bore into me. She studied me intently,"Yes, last time I checked, I was your mom." She took a drink of water from the glass in her hands "I may be thirty seven, but I don't think that's something I could forget."

"Hi mom."

She smiled wryly, "Hi Jenna."

"I was just going upstairs." I said, sliding closer to the staircase.

"Okay." My mom said, "That's fine. We can talk about this later."

"What?" I said, my voice rising in panic. Did she know? No, I told myself, she couldn't possibly have.

She sighed, "Jenna, It's nearly five in the morning. I know that you're in college now, but you can't just blow off curfew. Your father was worried sick."

I calmed myself. "Curfew, right. Yeah, sorry about that mom."

She stood up, hugging me gently. "It's okay, I just worried about you. You should really have told me you were going to be later." I was so embarrassed, and I wanted to push her off of me. I felt dirty, and I was spreading it to my poor mother. "With the way Megan has been acting, I'm really paranoid. I'm sorry."

"I-It's okay." I stammered, but paused, "What do you mean 'the way Megan has been acting'? She seemed fine since I've been here."

She squeezed my shoulders before she released me, shaking her head, "Don't worry about it. We'll talk later in the morning. You should get some sleep, you look half dead."

"Yeah…wake me up before noon, won't you?" She nodded, moving to wrap a blanket around my brother.

"Sweet dreams, baby girl." For the first time, I wasn't her baby girl anymore. I was no longer the virginal daughter my parents had raised. I just wanted to leave. I had ruined my relationship with Embry, and I was sure he would come around looking for me sooner or later. I couldn't bare the look on my mother's face when she learned that I'd had sex before marriage.

"Night mom." I whispered as I headed up the narrow stairs.

"Jenna?" I froze on the steps. "What happened to your shoulder?"

I looked at my right shoulder, noticing that it was covered in dried blood, "I-I don't know."

She came up the stairs to me, pulling Embry's shirt off my shoulder. She touched it gently, "Jenna, this looks really bad! What did you do?"

I looked to see what she was seeing. The back of my shoulder looked like a really angry cat had scratched it raw. The skin was red and puffy, but I couldn't really feel it. My head was buzzing, and I could vaguely remember Max pushing me into a concrete column, but I really didn't think that would have shredded my shoulder.

"I don't know, mom." I said quietly.

She hissed, "Come on, let's get that cleaned up."

I shook my head, "No, mom, I'm going to go take a shower. I'll clean it up on my own. Thanks though."

She nodded slowly, "Okay, but I want to look at it in the morning to make sure it won't get infected."

I smiled at her; she was so overprotective. I loved her for that, "Yes, momma."

She kissed me on the head, "I worry about you, baby girl."

I hugged her, wincing as my shoulder protested, "You don't need to worry about me. I'm a big girl."

She sighed, "I know you are, and so beautiful too. The man you end up with will be a very, very lucky man." I stiffened, and looked out at the living room over her shoulder. As far as I could see, I was damaged goods. My parent's, while they wouldn't say it too my face, would feel the same. My father had always told me to save it for the man I knew was going to be 'The One'. Embry wasn't him. Sure, I loved the man, but he was practically an uncle to me. He just couldn't be it.

I blinked back tears, "I'm dirty, momma." The words spilled from my mouth, "I-I need to take that shower." I covered quickly, pulling out of my mother's reach, "Night, tell daddy I'll see him later."

I quickly ran up the stairs, barely hearing my mother call after me, her voice hurt and confused, but just as steady and strong, like she always was, "I will."

In the shower I suddenly came to the realization that while I had been slightly intoxicated, Embry had no such excuse. He had allowed it. The older, responsible man had used me. Did he even think I would remember? Had he hoped to drop me in my front lawn before I woke up? He'd known I wasn't a morning person before, but after my first few weeks of college, I'd sort of grown out of it.

So, an hour later, I was laying on my bed, fuming over Embry and listening to my sister snore obliviously from her bed on the opposite wall. I was wearing an old Forks High t-shirt, my shoulder wrapped haphazardly in gauze as best as I could do on my own, and a pair of red flannel pants but I was still cold. It was always so cold in our house, something I hadn't missed. I was home for fall break, my first visit since I'd gone to college in early August.

I'm not exactly sure when sleep finally pulled me down, but the next thing I knew, a warm body was laying next to me on my twin bed. At first I froze, trying to figure out who was in bed with me, since I apparently now had a problem with other people not leaving me alone to sleep. I opened one eye and sighed when I saw the head of scruffy dark hair belonging to my baby brother, Rafael, who we just called Rafe.

"Jenna." He murmured sleepily, "I missed you."

I squeezed him, marveling again at how warm he was. "I missed you too, squirt."

He giggled, "Momma says I need to wake you up, but I want to go back to sleep."

"What time is it?"

"Like eight thirty." He grumbled, edging himself closer to me, putting his head on my chest.

"Why do we have to get up now? It's a Saturday." I said, resting my chin on the top of his head.

"I know." The noise he made sounded like an actual growl. I shivered despite his heat, "But momma says we're having guests soon, and she wants to check up on you." He giggled, "Only I'm not supposed to tell you the last part."

I scoffed mockingly at him, "Good job with the instructions Rafe."

He sat up, smiling at me, "I missed you. You're my big sister. I love you. I don't need to lie to you. Which is why I'm going to tell you what momma told me not to. We're having vampires over for lunch."

Haha, I love small children. (One of the reasons I want to be a teacher.)

If anyone is curious, here are the Clearwater kids full names, and I've left descriptions of why I named them that.

Jenivieve "Jenna" Sue Clearwater (Named after her Grandma Sue and her mother, Sue means Lilly.)

Mererid "Megan" Alyvia Clearwater (Mererid is the original version of Megan, which means Pearl. Alyvia is an alternate spelling for Olivia, meaning Elf Army as well as being the femenine form of Oliver, after Lilly's twin brother.)

Rafe Harris Clearwater (Rafe means Wolf Counsel, and Harris means Son of Harry after Seth's father, Harry.)

Hope you enjoyed that little Anthroponymy lesson. :)

Please review!

-Jenn