YAY! Chapter three! I'd like to see more reviews, guys.Dx it doesn't make me feel happy when there are only two and there's like, five alerters. I've stopped writing a story for that reason, until people started posting reviews.-nod-

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Ch. 3 Melody Divine

I couldn't believe it. I had been imprinted! This was exciting, but my thoughts always lingered to Bella. However, she was currently becoming a vampire, so what did I care?

NO. No, that's wrong. Bella means the world to me, even if she is becoming a bloodsucker.

She announced that she'd live with Charlie after she had calmed down a bit. The Cullens would always be around to make sure she doesn't destroy anyone or anything.

I dressed casually. Melody, earlier that day, had proposed we sit at a seaside restaurant, up on the cliff. It was new, and pretty chic.

"Jacob, how will you break it to her? When can I see her?" Billie kept pestering me with questions.

"Dad, are you positive it's an imprint?" I asked, worried he was joking.

"Jacob, our family has been werewolves for how long now? And how many clan members have been imprinted now?"

"Alright, alright!" I sighed loudly. It would be hard telling Melody about me, and I sure didn't want to do it on the first date.

"Did you eat enough here so that when you go to the restaurant, you don't feed like a madman?"

"YES Dad. I ate five t-bones, a bowl of rice, and drank two glasses of water! What ELSE do you want me to do?"

"I'm so sorry," Dad clasped his hands together. "It's just that I'm so nervous! It's your first imprint!"

"And my ONLY imprint," I snorted.

Billie nodded slowly.

I grabbed my wallet and put it in my pocket.

"Good luck, Jacob,"

"Thanks, Dad,"

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I sat down at the table outside, the wind licking my face greedily. Man, it was good to have the cold. Of course, since it had just snowed, the temperature was about eighteen degrees. No one was outside but me and a woman smoking a cigarette.

Melody was late. Twenty minutes late. I drummed my fingers against the table, which actually had some residue of snow. Taking in a deep sigh, I called for the waiter. He ran out to me, shaking visibly with the cold.

"Can I get a water and the menu please?" I asked him.

"Yes sir," he bowed and went in. I looked at the sea, watching the sun about to set. The ocean looked nice, blue, and calm. I smiled at it, remembering the time Bella and I had cliff dived. If you ever watch her cliff dive…it's just…yeah. I didn't laugh only because she was about to drown.

"Jacob?" a voice asked. I looked at the speaker and stood up instantly.

Melody was in a white fur coat, her lips redder than ever. She had put light blush on her cheeks, and her hair, for the first time, was down. She looked beautiful.

"Melody…you look…fantastic!" I smiled nervously.

"So do you!" she took a seat across from me, and I sat down.

"Is it too cold for you? Should we go inside?" I asked, knowing the answer would be yes.

"Actually, it's a tad hot here," she took off her coat, revealing bare, white shoulders. Strapless black dress. Wow. "That's better,"

"So…" I coughed, cheeks flushing.

Melody saw this and laughed. "What?"

"Nothing," I felt my ears get red.

She just laughed again and gave me a grin.

"Your water and menu…sir," the waiter came back, and held the cup and menu in midair as he stared at Melody.

She didn't seem to notice him, staring at me the entire time. I turned to the waiter and cocked an eyebrow, plucking my items from his hands.

"I shall be RIGHT back, to order your order, get you a menu, and take your drink order," he said, clearly flustered.

"Wow…" Melody snorted. "That man just can't talk today. Must be the cold,"

"Or something else," I muttered so softly that she couldn't hear me.

"Pardon?"

"I said 'Can't be anything else,'" I grinned, but lights were flashing in my head. Had I said that too loud?

"So…tell me about yourself," Melody rested her hands on her knuckles.

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The waiter finally came back with our food. Well, my food. Melody fervently claimed that she didn't want anything to eat. We talked about our families, and I refrained from telling her that I was a wolf. And that she was my imprint. She told me that Seth almost didn't let her come, but her mother said that she could if she was back by ten. I checked my watch at this comment. It was four twenty.

"You'll seriously stay here with me until ten? Or even nine?" I asked, disbelieving.

Melody seemed to pause and think over her thoughts.

"Of course," she said at last. "You wanted to take me out, yes?"

"Yes,"

"So, you shall! Just PLEASE make sure that you tell me it's nine thirty when the time comes,"

"I can drop you off…"

"Oh no. Seth wouldn't like that at all," she shook her head.

"That brother of yours is a pain in the neck," I growled. "I can probably take him,"

"Many said that," Melody sighed darkly. "And they all ended up going to UCLA Hospitals,"

I cringed. I looked at my steak, starting to get cold. I just love steaks, and I ordered mine especially medium rare.

"Are you SURE you don't want anything? I have enough money to feed the army with me right now," I said, before digging my knife in.

"Positive," Melody bobbed her head.

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I paid thirty bucks for my steak and then we left at five thirty five (with all waiters staring at Melody).

She had put her fur coat back on, hiding her shoulders.

"Where do you want to go?" I asked, hands in my pocket.

"Well…I really love the ocean. That's why I requested we come here," she sighed. "I don't know this place well. You tell me,"

"We can stroll along the sea…?" I said. "Unless that's too boring and cold,"

Her eyes lit up.

"That's perfect!"

Ch. 4 First Kiss

Melody stepped into the water. I stared at her, gaping. What kind of girl would stick her foot in ten-degree water? Oh wait…there are mini icebergs floating. Make that seven-degree water. She took her foot out and laughed.

"I just…love it!" she put her hands out, the fur coat flying off her shoulders. Her bare skin shined in the sunset, and when I say shined…I mean SHINED. I covered my eyes, thoughts coursing through my mind.

Melody noticed and quickly grabbed her coat, slinging it back across her shoulders.

"Wow…the sun is bright here," she chuckled nervously.

"Yeah…" I analyzed her with beady eyes.

Melody grabbed her shoes and sat down in the sand, the water hitting her feat.

"I don't know why…and please don't tell me this sounds corny," she chuckled as I sat by her, keeping my feet as far away from the water as possible. It wasn't cold; it's just I was really freaked out.

"Go ahead," I replied, gazing at the setting sun. The purple clouds would soon become black.

"I feel like I can be myself with you. That…I can say whatever and do whatever, and you won't think of me as stupid," she rested her feet on her knees, pulling the dress down, staring straight ahead. "I feel like I want to see you again,"

I sucked in a breath. Why does my father always have to be right? Saying nothing, I waited for her to continue.

"I've never felt like this before," she smiled happily. "Everyone else I've seen…they just want something for me. Whether its money, looks, popularity…you name it! And I never see them again. You haven't requested one thing from me. You only request that I ask something of you,"

"I'm not that great. I just…" I shrugged.

"Do you feel the same way?" she asked quietly.

"You want to know the truth?" I chuckled.

"Yes, of course,"

"Then…yeah. I do feel the same exact way with just one thing. I hope that you won't take this too hard. Only people like me know what I am. And there aren't many like me. It's a huge secret, and even though I just met you, I think I can trust you with it. Plus, if you tell anyone, they'll call you crazy," I smiled.

"Alright. I have something to tell you. But before I do," her eyes sparkled as she looked at me. I stared back. Her face neared mine, and I knew what was going to happen. So I just saved her the embarrassment and my lips touched hers, in a passionate kiss. I could feel the corners of her mouth turn up in a light smile as our lips molded together. I didn't want to let go, but she pushed me away gently.

We said nothing for a few minutes, staring at the sand between us.

"Mind reader," Melody snorted.

I laughed as she put her head against my shoulder.

"Now let me tell you my secret. Maybe that will change your mind against telling me your secret," she said softly.

"I don't think anything can change my mind right now," I sighed.

Imprinting was awesome. I feel sad for the mortals. Because with imprinting, you love and are loved. And that of course is the best feeling, emotion that anyone can possibly possess.

"Jacob…I'm…a vampire,"

My blood ran cold and my heart skipped. I shook her head off and stood up, glaring at her with disgust, wonder, pity, and fear.

"A WHAT?" I asked.

Melody looked at me sadly, her lip trembling. She got up, and her eyes suddenly turned venomous.

"I'm a vampire. And if you plan to report this to the police. Don't bother. You won't live that long. Even if I do like you, keeping this low is more important than anything!"

In a flash, she was at my neck. I ducked as she tried to slash it and grabbed her waist, throwing her on the sand. I pinned her down with my knee and grabbed her hands, so she wouldn't lash at me.

"Bad mistake!" she snarled.

"Before you do anything just LISTEN," I panted.

Melody cocked an eyebrow.

"You're not afraid?" she asked, curious.

"Hell no!" I snapped, releasing her. "And I won't tell anyone! Listen to this; I'm a werewolf,"

Her eyes were wide as she stood up.

"That's not possible!" she said.

"Oh yeah? Not only THAT, but I'm sure you've heard of the wolves and all that history,"

She nodded.

I walked in front of her, my face to hers.

"You're my imprint," I said softly.

She stared at me for a few minutes.

"How come I didn't smell you…" she said numbly.

"I smelled you, but it was a good aroma,"

"Same," she nodded quickly. "Oh no…you're right!"

"I want to say that we need to separate but…"

"You can't,"

"Exactly," I sighed. I wasn't even disgusted by vampires anymore. I was disgusted by what had just happened.

"Oh no," she lay her head on my chest and clutched my shirt. I wrapped my arms around her, not caring if she was a vampire, turkey, bear, whatever. She was just there, and that's all that mattered.

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