'Adfigi Animis'- To be Imprinted
Disclaimer: None of the awesome-ness that is twilight belongs to me, it all belongs to the amazing Stephenie Meyer. Hopefully I can sort of do her characters justice.
Author's Note: Alright my wonderful readers, here's chapter two! There's no big news to tell at the moment, except wish me luck! My home show is this weekend, my family and friends finally get to see me compete! Anyway, the next chapter should be along in a couple of days. I'm really trying to stay on top of this.
'Adfigi Animis'- to be imprinted
Chapter Two- 'Perfection'
Posted: March 28, 2008
As soon as Bella dropped me off I knew I'd really gotten on her nerves this past week. It didn't really seem like I had solicited her over the dance that much, but apparently I hadn't been noticing her level of irritation as the week passed slowly along. She hadn't even really said goodbye to me, usually I at least got a hug, but her hands had stayed strictly on the steering wheel, as if she'd wanted to hug me, but wanted me to feel guilty more. I could appreciate that, I knew I could be annoying, especially if I really wanted something, like Bella, and her to say she would come with me to the Spring Formal.
It wasn't really a big dance or anything, and it wasn't as if I had actually wanted to 'show her off' like she had mentioned before, it was just that, I wanted to spend time with her, having fun in a public and non-stressful atmosphere. However, in my endless tirade, I forgot more about what Bella wanted, she hated dancing because she was uncoordinated, and there was slim to little chance of that turning out to be a non-stress situation for her. I had been insensitive all week to her, and she'd barely said a distasteful word about it, other than 'no Jacob, for the last time, I won't go to the dance with you.' She had tried to be polite in turning me down, but I just kept asking. Jeez I could be annoying when I wanted.
Billy had given me an odd look when I'd come in the door, apparently it was still early. He asked me for my excuse and rather than telling him what had really happened, I opted for a white lie, telling him Bella had homework she wanted to get out of the way. I'd gone up to me room, and after peeking at the clock, which read 9:45pm I'd decided to take a long hot shower and jump into bed. I really wanted to see Bella before the dance tomorrow, I figured an apology was in store for me, and the sooner I got it over with, the sooner I could have fun at the dance, and not be worrying if Bella would ever forgive me, as silly as it was. I kind of had a feeling that Bella would forgive me either way.
After Billy had chastised me for using all the hot water I grabbed a pair of boxers and pajama pants and headed to bed, knowing of the trying day I would face when I became conscious again. It was almost 11am when I woke, the phone being the object to bring me out of my deep sleep. After yawning and stretching, I ambled over to the phone on my desk, picking it up and mumbling a groggy 'hello'.
Quil's voice greeted me, he assured my I sounded like crap and told me the pack needed to have a meeting.
"I'll meet you at Sam and Emily's in twenty minutes, then." I told him moving to put the phone back on the receiver.
"Wait Jacob!" Quil yelled, though since the phone was so far from my ear I barely heard him. The phone snapped back up to my ear, so I could figure out what he wanted. "Jake?" I had grunted, assuring him of my presence. "Right, I don't mean a physical meeting, just go out into the woods and phase. This is one of those conversations we shouldn't have out loud.
I had again, grunted in response and I was sure if I could have seen Quill he would have been shaking his head at me. I ran a hand through my hair and while jogging outside I had written Billy a note saying I'd be back before long and wrote the time on it. I made my way to a small secluded area and quickly disposed of the little clothing I had on. I threw them beside and old oak tree and phased into my werewolf form. Instantaneously I could hear the entire pack's thoughts circling in my head.
'Hey Jake.' Embry thought to me, while I heard Quills laughter resounding in his head and a mumbled, 'morning sleepy head' which had come from an irritated sounding Sam.
'So, what's the problem? Please tell me you woke me up for a good reason…' It was both a question and a warning, and they knew it.
'Black when does the dance start?' the question came from Embry, and I'm sure he could sense my anger because immediately afterward he continued with, 'as a side note, of course'
'I think six, but I'm not sure if I plan on showing when it actually starts, or waiting for a bit before I head over…'
'Anyway, back to business. The reason I called the meeting this morning is, last night when I was out for a run, I smelt a bloodsucker.'
'Are you sure Sam?' I asked him, praying he was wrong. The last thing Bella and I needed right now was the 'return of the Cullen's'.
'I'm positive, but it didn't smell like a Cullen, so you can stop worrying, about that anyway. You should be worried about Bella though… I think you should ask her if she knew any other vampires.'
'I'll be sure to find a way to bring it up.' I told him, reluctantly of course. Vampires were a sore subject between Bella and I, we both hated discussing it because it brought her pain, and it made me feel sick.
'Anyway boys, I think we should start making rounds just in case it's something to worry about. Jake you can take the area around Bella's house, I'll take the borders, Quil you'll stick to the area near the beeches and Embry you'll be heading out to the mountains, if that's all right with everyone?'
There was a resounding yes from all of the pack and Sam told us we could go our separate ways. Whenever I had to concentrate on looking for scents I always had to breathe funny. I had to take deep even breaths to ensure I smelled everything around me. Most of the time all I could get a whiff of was pine trees and fresh water, but the odd time I had been able to smell local wildlife, it hadn't smelt too good. Now that I was searching for vampire, I was even more reluctant to actually catch a scent. I had been told by Sam they smelt absolutely awful.
I wasn't sure how long I had been roaming the woods behind Bella's home before I was able to pull myself out of my reverie, but I assumed it had been in the ball park of a few hours. When I made it back to my clothing by the old oak tree and made my way back into the house the clock was nearing five. I hadn't expected to have been gone quite so long, but I still had time to give Bella a quick call, and I intended to do just that. The phone rang almost five times before an out-of-breath Bella finally picked up.
"Sorry Jake," she panted "I couldn't find the phone from my room so I had to run all the way down the stairs, and almost fell three times, and then the phone from the front hall was underneath a fishing magazine, and I almost couldn't find it either!" I had been blinking animatedly until she took in a deep breath and let the air back out in what sounded like a gust of wind. It amazed me how she could say so much all at once without interjecting a breath.
"Hey Bells, don't worry about it. I was just going to let it ring anyway." My face contained a sheepish grin she could not see so I opted then for a small chuckle to let her know there was no harm done.
"Anyway, now that I'm breathing normally, what did you need? Hopefully not to ask me to that thing again." There was definite dislike attached to the word 'thing' but I had been expecting a reaction similar to this, and therefore it didn't faze me.
"No, but I call every day. I was checking up I guess. How's your day going?"
"Not bad, boring. I've done just about every chore available to me, dishes, laundry, vacuuming, dusting even!"
"Wow Bella, you're right. That sounds pretty crummy, and makes my day seem better, thanks." I grinned and I was sure she'd be able to detect the smile in my voice.
I could hear a faint buzzing noise and then Bella growled, it sounded odd coming from someone I knew was so small. "Sorry to cut this short Jake, but I've got to go, I think the dryer is about to blow up or something…" I'm sorry to say that there was no hint of a smile in her voice as she spoke the words to me. I wished her good luck and she told me to have fun tonight, when we hung up, there was something left to be desired, but I couldn't figure out what it was. I tried to think about what I wanted to tell her, but reasoned it would have come to me if it were really that important.
I ran at werewolf speed to the garage to finish my Rabbit as quickly as I could manage. I really wanted to drive it there tonight, and I was sure I'd be able too, there was only one more thing left to do, I just had to fix the belt, which had somehow acquired a twist. After I had finished, I ran back into the house to wash up and get dressed. As much as I disliked fancy clothing, it felt almost nice to dress up for a change, but that was probably only because I knew it would only be for a few hours. I was lucky to have had gotten myself a new pair of dress slacks after my growth spurt because I was sure that my old pants would have only gone down to my knees. Along with my black pants I ruffled though my closet for a dress shirt. I am sad to say that I actually had to debate over which shirt I wanted to wear, the whole ordeal taking nearly ten minutes, and making me feel quite emasculated.
Once I was finally dressed and ready I called Quil and Embry and asked them if they wanted a ride. Quil let me know he was walking his date there and Embry said he'd thank me when I got there. It wasn't a very long drive to Embry's, but it happened to be in the opposite direction of the school. It was enough to make me groan, but I realized it was my fault for offering him a ride. Once we had made it near the school we opted for the scenic route so we wouldn't get there too early however it seemed an unnecessary precaution. When we finally did arrive, fifteen minutes after the dance had 'started' half the school was already there. This I found odd because the kids in La Push weren't really known for being punctual.
There weren't too many people actually dancing when we got inside, but that was normal for all of the dances at the school. People sat around talking and drinking punch until the sun went down, and when the party finally began, it took the principal and several teachers to break up the dancing. So, we did just what we were accustomed too, we sat around tables, and pulled chairs over to our friends and 'shot the shit' until probably nine or ten o'clock when couples started getting out on the dance floor, which still left much to be desired of the other people in the gymnasium. Apparently no one was in the mood to dance tonight. There were numerous people still sitting at the tables, others were leaning against the walls, some opted for sitting on the bleachers. Many of the people looked lonely, but the people who weren't sitting alone didn't look quite so… out of place. Of course, there would always be 'wall-flowers' at school dances. I almost felt bad; our school had a much larger female population than male, so a lot of the girls must have felt rather neglected. It must have sucked, because there were a few girls that had obviously spent hours on their hair and make-up and it seemed such a waste for them to spend their entire night sulking. It was then that I decided I would ask one of them to dance.
I scoured the bleachers looking for someone who looked like they might be fun to dance with. I was sure I'd spotted at least three that seemed fun, or girls that I knew when I saw her. She was sitting about halfway up the bleachers in a semi-awkward pose. It was really endearing. Her toes were turned inward and her feet were about a shoulder width apart, they angled together at the knee and from there I could see her dress. It was pink and ended a few inches above her knees. Her arms were crossed but still placed neatly across her knees, her shoulders were slumped forward, and her face had a very slight pout to it. I say slight because in addition to her pout there was a hint of a smile. Just seeing that tiny curve at the corners of her mouth made me want to make her smile for real. I didn't think she was from around here, she must have transferred after moving or something, because most of the kids that went to this school were native, and she didn't look the part. She had porcelain skin, deep brown eyes and dirty blonde hair. She was perfect, and I had no idea what to do with the thoughts of her that were now running around in my head. What was a guy to do?
Author's Note: Hey guys, sorry about ending it here, but like I said, I have a competition tomorrow and I kind of need to get some sleep… I should have another chapter out before the end of the weekend and I promise the rest of the dance will be contained in it. Thanks for reading, review if you have the time. Thanks everyone, you're my favorite people!
x.Tiffany, a.k.a Bedwardella