The first thing I realized when I awoke was that I could hear Jacob's heart beat, and couldn't feel mine. What the hell... I could hear the T.V. on downstairs, Billy eating chips. I could hear a few cars driving by outside. What surprised me even more was that I could smell the flavor of chips Billy was eating. Sour cream and onion. But there was a much stronger sent in the room, which smelled completely horrible. God, what IS that? My eyes shot open and I gasped. I could see everything. The dust floating in the air, the chipping paint on the ceiling, heck, even that spider making a web in the corner of the room. Completely dazzled, I turned my head to a face-full of Jacob.

"Jake! Hey! Watch it!" I said before rolling to the other side of the bed and jumping up. I should have fallen down, doing that...

"Holy... Bella... Oh my... Wow." Jake said slowly, his eyes roaming my body. Now that I did not like.

"Jacob Black! Stop checking me out! Sheesh." I rolled my eyes at him.

"Uh, Bella, I'm looking at your... um... tattoos..." He looked completely mesmerized.

"But, aren't they only on my cheeks?" He never answered, so I walked to the bathroom. Well, I think I walked. I got there in about a second. Way to fast... I looked in the mirror. "Holy..." There were pink tattoos everywhere, all shaped like vines. They went past my neck, down to my fingers, back up my arms, and down to my legs. They were all the same shade of pink as the ones on my cheeks, which, for your information, had spread up to my forehead. The worse part was, I had become paler, if that was at all possible, so they stood out even more. "Fucking hell! What happened?!" I looked at my eyes in the mirror, and it dawned on me. Pale white skin, extraordinary senses, unimaginable speed, red eyes... oh God. "Jake! Jake! Oh my God! Do you know what I am?!" I walked back to Jacob in all of one second, surprising him. "Look at me! Just look! You'll figure it out!" He stared, first at my ghost white skin, then at my blood red eyes. I realized that I could feel heat radiating off of him, and he smelled horrible, smelled exactly like what I could smell when I first woke up.

"You're not a.. no, you can't be. No way! Bella! You can't be a blood-sucker! Good God! No!" He stared at me with terrified eyes, then whipped around and grumbled. "I can't believe this." Over and over. "But what about those tattoos?" He asked, still back on to me.

"I don't know!" He sighed.

"Fine, fine. Lets try this again." He turned to face me, pulled me into a tight embrace, and smashed his lips into mine again, just like he'd done when I first got my tattoos. I felt like I should blush. Nothing happened, but he still screamed out in pain. "Damn it! Ow." I looked at him, at his face, his hands. Every part of his body that had touched me had burn marks on it, in the exact shape of my tattoos. "Bella, learn to control that. Ow."

"Control what?"

"Your burning... ability." He smiled. "Try to blush. Think about something embarrassing." What an odd request. But I raked my brain for something, and remembered the time when Edward and I were alone in his house, and I had tried to seduce him into have sex with me. Yeah, that was embarrassing. My hand caught on fire.

"What the hell?!" I looked down at it, forgetting the embarrassment, and it went out. "What just... Hmm." I brought the memory back up again, made myself feel like I should blush at the thought, and my hand caught on fire. Again. "Okay, that's way cool." I shoved my burning hand in Jake's direction. "Burn baby burn!" I screamed out laughing. He cracked a smile and ran. I chased him, going just a bit slower than him, making the game fun.

"Dad!" He yelled when he got to the front door. "Theres a fire monster in the house!" He ran outside. I saw Billy stick his head out around the corner, and I swear his eyes popped out of his head when he saw me. I laughed and chased Jacob outside. "Catch me if you can!" He screamed, running for the water and jumping in.

"Oh come on! That isn't fair!" I ran after him and dove in. I started swimming, but noticed that my hand was still flaming. Whoa. I let the memory slip and the flame went out.

We had chased each other for hours, laughing like lunatics the whole time. Climbing up on to the sand, Jake sighed. "Whooo... good times." He yawned. "God, I'm tired. How about yo-- oh, right. Never mind." He looked at me. "Well, I'm going to bed. You coming in, or you staying out here a while longer?"

"I think I'll go explore the woods. I'll be in soon."

"Alright." He grabbed my hand and jumped up, pulling me with him. I hugged him.

"Love you, Jake."

"Love you too, Bells." He tilted my head up to kiss me. "Good night." Letting me go, he ran to his house. I sighed. Odd, shouldn't I have felt bad about that? I thought about Edward. No happy feelings, no sad feelings. no feelings. Period. Okay... yeah, I know it's been a few days, but... I shrugged and walked into the woods.

I admired the trees, smelled the wild flowers, and was just about to go back to my new home when a pair of strong arms grabbed me.

"What do you mean, you love him?"

A/N: Yay, cliffie. Sorry it took so long to post this, I've got the worst case of writers block you've ever known.

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