Graduation and Bracelets

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Twilight characters and for the last year I can't understand WHY people don't see the AWESOMENESS that is Blackwater. ARE YOU BLIND? You must be…and for that I am sorry. Sorry that you're going to live a pitiful and poor existence believing love is about being weak, obedient and subservient to your partner…or rather MASTER! (says the girl who just text her ex with the simple word 'bitch'. Why asked why? Response back: 'U r mine'.)

The school year breezes by and you are still with Jacob Black. Most of your pack has now graduated from high school and I sit beside you during the graduation because Jared is also now done with school. You sit on the bleacher next to me, your eyes shining brightly and proudly as you watch Jacob, Quil and Embry's every move. Your body heat is so warm and inviting. You're wearing some skinny black jeans that hug your legs and hips along with a dark red blouse with a low V-neck cut. It's not easy but I fight the urge to not look down your shirt at your full breasts.

The fact that you reek of Jacob doesn't help with my comfort level either. Your hair is growing out and it hangs down to your shoulder blades but it's not enough to cover the hickies and bite marks on your neck. The thought of that pup marking you as his sickens and angers me that I've had to excuse myself doing the graduation to get outside and calm down.

It frustrates me that you've gotten dressed up like this just for him. That it'll be his hands running up, down and around your hips, thighs and ass. That you'll press your full tits into his chest and that he'll probably latch onto them –

BANG!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa there, man." Paul calls out after I've punched and dented a locker in the hallway. "I know our lockers were always crap but it's the best this school will ever have." Paul adds and I growl, opening the door and popping the dent back out.

Slamming the locker shut, I continue my fast pacing up and down the halls. Paul leans up against the wall letting me vent my frustrations to the cool air around us. My pacing begins to slow as I hear them start calling out names of this year's graduates. I take a few deep breathes wanting to be a sign of support for my pack and prepare myself to put up with your act.

"Lee-Lee's looking pretty hot tonight, huh?" Paul asks with an approving smirk and my resolve is shattered.

"She's wearing his promise bracelet too." I throw out rolling my eyes. Jacob did give you the bracelet that I saw him working on some months back. It's an intricate and complicated pattern of red, black and yellow. He wove the strings around a lackey band so that even if you phase it'll stretch along with your changing form. You never have to take it off and you don't.

"When isn't she wearing that bracelet?" Paul asks thoughtfully looking up at the ceiling.

My eyes cut towards Paul and I begin to question why I made him my beta. Sure we've been friends for a long time but…sometimes.

"You know she's made him one too, right?" I feel my heart drop into the pit of my stomach which is full of freezing water instead of stomach acid. I stand still looking down at the brown and beige checker patterned floor beneath me.

She made him one too?

I had made you a promise bracelet my senior in high school and presented it to you. You were so excited and happy with the small token of my heart; but you never made the same gesture towards me. I can't help but wonder what this could all mean?

"It means she's moved on with her life." Paul states as if answering my thought. "She's no longer hung up over you, Emily and this whole imprinting thing." I look up at Paul with a deep frown. "This is what you wanted, right? For Lee-Lee to let go of the pain and not hate you?" I dumbly nod my head because it is a half-truth. I wanted you to let go of the pain, forgive me, not hate me but still…want me. But now you want Jacob Black. "Let's go before they call out Jared's name." Paul says patting my back and leads me back into the auditorium; back to my seat next to you.

The graduation blows by as the graduating class isn't very big and I'm glad that I didn't miss Jared's name being called; I missed his, fortunately. There's a graduation party being held in the tribal lodge and the whole rez is invited. The parents and young adults only stick around for a little bit before leaving it to the teens and a few brave chaperones. Emily and I agree to stick around; Emily always feels better when she's being helpful and your lingering scent is what keeps me close.

I wonder around the hall rolling my eyes at the couples making out and the loners that are drinking and/or smoking. I don't break them up because I, rather we, did the same thing when we were their age. On this night years ago I felt certain that we'd already be married and have a baby on the way. You talked about going to college and I was alright with that but really didn't believe that you'd stay away from the rez for too long. Tijuana has proven me wrong. I head outside and find most of the pack hanging out since it's so warm inside the lodge. I hear your laughter around the corner and slowly make my way over to see you laughing and talking with Quil, Embry and Seth. Somehow you all have managed to claim the entire back deck as your own; people move quickly around you all not wanting to linger for too long.

Quil must make a comment about your cleavage because Embry looks appreciatively down your blouse while Seth roughly pushes him calling him a 'pervert'. You only laugh and shake your head at your pack's antics.

"There you are." Jacob says walking out onto the deck looking you up and down. I feel my anger growing as I happen to notice the bracelet that Paul had mentioned earlier.

"You make it sound like we've been avoiding you." You state back smugly as the rest of your pack parts making room for their alpha.

"Actually I've been trying to keep you two apart for at least a few hours." Seth admits raising his hand with a deep frown. There are some chuckles as Seth's hair is ruffled and he growls at all of them.

"Since the mission was a bust, I'm going to go talk to some of the lonely ladies inside." Seth says with a smirk, tucking his hands in pockets and walking back inside.

"Guess I'll go and watch him make a fool of himself." Quil says laughing as he pushes off from the rail.

"You might be surprised by Seth's pick-up lines." You state proudly.

"This I've gotta see." Embry says and he moves off following after Seth with Quil. I remain in my position down-wind of you and him. My chest clenches as he stands taking in your body and feel the urge to just beat him within an inch of his life and even further. You smirk at him before puckering your lips and he walks in and covers your lips with his. He settles in between your legs as the kiss deepens.

I feel my nails biting into the skin of my palms as I look away in disgust when you both moan. I feel my nose crinkle as I look back up and you're now sitting on the rail of the deck, resting your forehead against his while you're both holding each other.

"You're finally done with school." You state in between kisses. "Guess this means you're smarter than I thought." Jacob laughs at your jab.

"You'd be surprise at my intelligence." Jacob states confidently.

"Well I do find a guy that is intellectually stimulating to be very sexy." You tell him, your voice sounding very breathy and sexy.

"Oh really?" Jacob asks raising an eyebrow as your hands run down his chest to his stomach to his waist and back up again.

"Really, say something smart, baby."

"2+2 = 5," Jacob whispers in what I can only assume is meant to be a sexy voice. Your coy smile falls as you stare up at him blankly. "In 1992 Columbus sailed the ocean blue." He looks down at you proudly as you let out a long, tired and heavy sigh.

"Well…at least you're pretty." You state comfortingly as you pat his shoulder with a small smile.

"Pretty?" Jacob questions. "Please, I'm handsome, rugged, charming, suave, sexy, debonair, a walking Adonis," He gloats.

"Oh so synonyms you learned?" You ask as your smile grows as he only shrugs.

"Besides it also helps that I'm really, really good with my hands." Jacob growls out pulling you closer as he begins kissing your neck and his hands move up underneath your shirt. I watch stunned as you arch your back into Jacob's body and gasp before letting out a sultry and seductive moan.

"That is a big plus." You moan as Jacob begins kissing up your neck and towards your mouth.

"Oh and its 4, 1492 and I quote the entire periodic table," Jacob states in between kisses. "Hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium,"

"Okay, okay you're smart." You interrupt him, panting and wrapping your legs tightly around his waist. "Shut up and kiss me."

"Yes, ma'am." Jacob chuckles out as he returns to kissing you.

I turn and walk away unable to bear watching you swap saliva with Jacob Black; stand there witnessing his hands touch your smooth, soft skin or know that he's the reason behind your kiss swollen lips. I find Emily and we call it a night heading home far away from any thoughts and reminders of you and Jacob Black.

A/N: Well here goes the next chapter. Wake-up Call update is in the works but turns out I have like 2 different versions of the next update. And what that means is that an executive decision must be made over which one to use or which will later become an outtake.

I've got good news! The good news is that the gym did NOT kick my ass. WOOHOO! IN YO' FACE ELLIPTICAL! Circuit training…KISS MY ASS! YAY! I guess it's always comforting to know that your entire body isn't weak; mainly my thighs. =D

Even better news? I'm almost done with the first season of True Blood. That show is BANANAS! I mean me and my sis are talking to the TV that's how crazy this show is. Last night saw episodes 8 – 10 and Sookie found out about Sam. How come the shape shifters always get the worst treatment? What's so hot about vampires? Like when Sam burned Sookie I was all, "OH! In yo' face! Yea you mind-raping, hypocritical bitch! Give the shape shifters a tough time but Bill goes around killing people and you're okay with that."

If you haven't seen True Blood then I'm sorry if I spoiled anything…hopefully you skipped over that completely…or maybe you're like, 'Huh? Maybe I need to check out this show.' I'm telling you it's BANANAS! (and we say 'BANANAS' in our house because when a 3-yr old 'SHIT' isn't acceptable.)