"Hey, Bells, how was your day?" Charlie questioned me.
"It was fine, I got most of my weekend homework done, it was a slow day. How was work?"
"It was pretty good, nothing too interesting happened," Charlie replied with a monotone.
"I'm going over to Jacob's for dinner, do you want me to make you anything?"
"No thanks, Bells, you take too good care of me. I lived on my own for almost 17 years before you came along. I'll be fine,"
"Okay, but there's some frozen dinners in the freezer if you want, you just have to stick them in the microwave," and with that note, I grabbed my raincoat, it was raining again, and headed out the door into my big red truck.
Knock, knock, knock! I knocked on the Black's small door for a few moments before Jake answered, looking ecstatic. He bounced over to the table where Billy was seated in his wheelchair at one end.
"Bella, would you like something to drink?" Billy asked politely, although underneath his façade he was itching to explain something to me, but I couldn't figure out what.
I shook my head, and sat down quietly. Dinner was nice, we made small talk until Billy excused himself, then Jake and I talked about the bikes that we had started to work on. Well, that he had started to work on while I watched. As I was standing to leave, Jacob trailed after me.
"Bells, there's something you should know before you come back here. I'm going to try to explain, but you can't interrupt, it's pretty... out of the ordinary," Jacob bit his lip, contemplating on how to phrase what he would say next.
"Of course, Jake, what is it?"
"Well, Bella, I'm... a... a... werewolf," He stuttered, waiting for a reaction from me.
"Wow, that's--" Jacob interrupted me.
"No, Bells, there's still more. The rest of them are werewolves too, Sam, Jared, Embry, all of them. That's why they were acting so weird. Last night, when I was burning up, that's another wolf thing, our temperatures are way above any human temperature. Also, there's this thing... it's called an imprint. You see, when a wolf imprints on a human, it's not totally uncommon, it's happened to Sam and Jared, it's like, love to the next level, love personified. The only thing in the world is that person, and you would die for them, and you can tell them anything, and everything. Bella, I think I've imprinted on you," Jacob explained with so much emotion, there was no way that he wasn't serious.
"Oh, Jacob!" I gasped, trying to take in all of the information he had just given me. "I love you!"
He grasped me into a tight bear hug and pressed his warm lips against mine with such enthusiasm I could hardly breathe.
"The other thing you should know, and I'm very, very sorry that I have to mention it, but vampires and werewolves do not get along. It's a feuding kind of thing, like cats and dogs. I suppose I'm the dog." He let out a bellowing laugh at his analogy.
I nodded before I spoke, showing that I understood what he meant. "I'll see you tomorrow though, I have to get home to Charlie and make sure that he didn't accidentally burn the house down trying to make himself a meal."
"Okay, I hope that I don't go insane with wanting to see you again though, I almost did today."