Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or Romeo and Juliet.

"I'm taking you out on a proper date." Colin declared. We were sitting in the living room, both doing homework—mine was slightly harder than his, and I had to keep helping him every now and then.

"A date?" I asked. "It won't be fancy, will it? Because you won't spend your money on some fancy restaurant just for me."

"Just for you," he mumbled, rolling his eyes. "I'd do anything." then he spoke slightly more clearly. "It isn't fancy, and I know you don't like fancy stuff. I was thinking just dinner and a movie."

"It's like in the movies," I responded with a smirk.

He shrugged. "Honestly, if you don't want to..."

"No, I do," I rushed out. "I'm just thinking how my life is like a movie lately."

"Complaining?" he asked, leaning in. His breath was warm on my face and I could smell his peppermint tooth[aste. His lips were pouted pretty seductively, and I leaned in to, trying not to lose it.

"Never," I answered, closing the distance for a kiss. This could really get distracting.

Throat clearing interrupted us. We broke apart to see Quil and Embry standing there.

"What do you want?" Colin asked irritably, his hand still on my neck from our kiss.

"You have patrol," Quil snickered. "So we get to take over on guarding Sammy Jade until Emily gets home."

"Sammy Jade?" I asked. "Can you not make up your mind?"

"We have to find the perfect nickname," Embry shrugged, grinning. "And you know how lots of people have two names? Well, you can't be Sam, because that's Sam's name, so we're going with the whole two name thing. Sammy Jade. What do you think?"

"I actually kind of like it," I smiled. Colin had begun to stand up, bringing me with him.

"I don't want to go," he said. "But…"

"My brother will kill you," I finished. I kissed his cheek. "I'll see you later."

"I love you, Princess." He said, his face still next to mine. "A lot."

"I know. I love you too." I kissed his cheek one more time before he left, and I stood watching where he was for a second. When I looked up, Embry and Quil were grinning at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Do you know the thoughts he has about you?" Embry said, sitting in one of the chairs. Quil sat with me on the couch as I picked my homework back up.

"Like, things that he gets in trouble for with Sam?" I questioned, heat creeping into my cheeks.

"No, that's the thing," Quil grinned. "He doesn't. At all. It's pure love and devotion, and complete adoration. I don't get how a teenage boy doesn't think dirty things, but never once has Colin ever thought anything bad. It's unnatural."

"Well, that's why his fur is so light." I said, smiling and referring to his fur when he's in wolf form; it's a very light brown that you can barely see. "Because his heart is pure."

"No, his heart is 'Property of Samantha Jade Uley'." Quil said. I grinned and giggled slightly. I liked the sound of that.

)-(

I sat with my hair, make up, and nails done, and stressing about what to wear. Emily offered to help, but I really wanted to get this right by myself.

I decided to go ahead and stick my usual look, because dinner and a movie wasn't too fancy. I grabbed a pair of dark wash skinny jeans, and wrapped my robe back around myself. I stood there for about thirty more minutes, still deciding what shirt. After trying on a thousand different ones, I went with a deep, rich purple top that reminded me of an amethyst stone. It was long sleeved and made out of a silk like material; it had a heart shaped neck line and was kind of tight around my breast, but then flowed loosely and smooth down to the pockets of my jeans. I wore my favorite white flats and decided to add my chain necklace and no earrings. I wore the ring that Emily had gotten me for my birthday, and then walked into Sam and Emily's room where Emily praised me on a job well done.

Colin looked like a Greek god. He wore a long sleeved, starch white shirt. The material was kind of thick, but it stretched across his muscles in a knee quivering way. He looked like he had recently gotten a haircut, and it was styled back smoothly. His jeans were only slightly tight, showing off his extremely cute butt. I felt my mouth go dry at the sight of his simple, but very attractive outfit.

Colin drove us to the movie Theater in Port Angeles, because he had just gotten his license and had been wanting to drive all over (he technically only had a restricted, but nobody would question if he was older). The first thing I noticed when we got out of the truckwas all the girls around stopped and stared at Collin. I felt extremely self conscious around them. Collin took my hand, intertwining our fingers.

"I don't like all these guys staring at you," he mumbled into my ear, his hot breath making me shiver.

"Guys looking at me?" I asked in disbelief. I'd never seen a guy besides Collin look at me twice before. "What about these girls checking you out?"

"Half of them hit on me at school, and I turned them down. It's a Friday, lots of kids are going to be here from my school," he explained. "It's all because my werewolf genes make me attractive. They don't care about me."

"I still don't like it," I said, though I felt immensely better. Once inside the movies, I told him I would buy the candy, and he could buy the tickets. As I was standing in line, a guy with short blonde hair and blue eyes walked up to me. The first thing I thought was how his eyes couldn't beat Collins.

"Hey, you with Collin Grey over there?" he asked.

"Yeah, so?" I asked.

"A pretty girl like you shouldn't be with him," the guy explained. "He's in Sam Uley's cult."

I laughed. "Wanna know a fun fact?" he shrugged and looked at me quizzically. I grinned, leaning in. He leaned forward too, so I lowered my voice to a whisper. "I'm even more dangerous than him, because you wanna know why? I'm Sam Uley's sister."

I watched as guys eyes went wide and he backed away from me, eyeing my purse. I patted it softly as I'd implying something was in it, and he almost sprinted out of the theatre. It took all I could muster not to burst into laughter as I asked the concessions lady for some popcorn, York peppermint patties, and two Root Beers. Collin appeared next to me, taking the drinks and food from me with crazy good balance. I only held my Root Beer.

"What you said to that guy was hilarious, by the way," he grinned from ear to ear, almost literally. "My entire body was shaking so that I wouldn't start rolling on the floor laughing. The second you said it, his heart beat sky rocketed!"

"Thanks," I winked. "I'm glad you have super hearing so that you could hear it."

"Did you really think you're more dangerous than me though?" he asked, his eyebrows rose teasingly. I nodded and they rose further. In response, I gave him the best glare I could muster from what Kim taught me. He shivered slightly.

"Way worse than Kim," he mumbled, popping a piece of popcorn in his mouth. "And definitely dangerous." I giggled and led him into theatre number seven, where the movie started.

After an entire movie of laughing at the cheesiness of it, we started towards the diner, but I pulled Colin by the hand into a coffee shop, where got two hot chocolates and headed back, hand in hand into the streets of Port Angeles. I really did love the little shops along the way, and when I saw the park, no matter how cold it was, I knew where I wanted to go.

Once again, I pulled Colin to the swings where he pushed me like a little five year old. When I was really high up with his help and the pumping of my legs, I jumped. Before I could land on the ground though, Collin caught me in his arms, cradling me into his chest. I laughed joyfully and took the opportunity to kiss him sweetly.

After he set me down, he chased me around the playground for awhile until I tricked him into getting on the merry go round, where I began to spin it wildly. I'm sure he could have jumped off with no problem, but he was taunting me to join him, so I did. When the opportunity came, I took it, grabbing on and hopping up. The second I had stepped foot on it, Collin had me in his arms. I giggled and burrowed into them, enjoying the warmth.

"Catch me if you can." I giggled and quickly slipped out of his arms, running across the playground. I climbed up the winding play stairs and stood on top and leaned across. I began to quote.

"Romeo of Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?" I spoke dramatically. "Deny thy father, and refuse thy name! Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet!" We'd had to read Romeo and Juliet last year in English, and I became obsessed with it. When I finished, Collin surprised me by grasping the railing and speaking.

"Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?" he asked, making me smile.

"Tis but thy name that is my enemy." I said, leaning my arms on the stairs and looking dazed. "Thou art thyself, though not a Montague. What's a Montague? It is nor hand, nor foot. Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part belonging to a man. O, be some other name!" at this I threw ny hands up. "What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other word would smell as sweet. So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called, retain that dear perfection which he owes without that title. And for that name, which is no part of thee. Take all myself."

"I take thee at thy word." Collin said. "Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized. Henceforth, I will never be Romeo."

I grinned at Collin. "What else do you know from that?"

He grinned back. "I know the classic part best."

"And that is?" I said. He smiled softly before looking up at ne with an adoring expression, grasping the railing again.

"But soft! What light yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Samantha is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, who is already sick and pale with grief, that thou, her maid, art far more fair than she. But not he maid since she is envious. Her vestal livery is but sick and green, and none but fools to wear it. Cast it off! It is my lady. Oh, it is my love! Oh, that she knew she were! She speaks, yet she says nothing. What of that? Her eye discourses. I will answer it-"

He paused, looking hesitant. "I am too bold. 'Tis not to me she speaks. Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, having some business, do entreat her eyes to twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head? The brightness of her cheeks would shame those stars as daylight doth a lamp. Her eye in heaven would through the airy region stream so bright that the birds would sing and think it were not night. See how she leans on her cheek upon her hand. Oh, that I were a glove on that hand, that I may touch that cheek! O, speak again, bright angel! For thou art as glorious to this night, being o'er my head, as is a winged messenger of heaven unto the white, upturned, wondering eyes of mortals that fall back to gaze on him when he bestrides the lazy-puffing clouds and sails upon the bosom of air."

When he was done, I was shocked, but in a good way. The fact that Colin could quote Shakespeare like that was...

"Amazing," I whispered, looking down at him. "I mean, wow. Where did you learn that?"

He sighed, looking pained and leaning up against the railings. "About five years ago, my mom was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. She was doing okay for awhile, but this time two years ago, it got worse. She would always walk around the house, quoting a Shakespeare line that fit any given situation. So for Christmas that year, I got her the complete collection of Shakespeare's classics. I read them to her while she sat in bed, really sick. In February, she died. My father sort of abandoned my siblings and I, not coming home until midnight. That's when I began to fill out and get my wolf muscles. And then that June my father and I got in a huge fight. Then I phased. A year and a few months later, here we are."

I walked down the steps and wrapped my arms around him. H leaned into me for once. I never stopped being surprised at how perfect it felt, and how amazing it was at how perfect our bodies fit together. The same when we kissed or he held my hand.

"Colin," I whispered.

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"I love you too, princess," he said into my hair. His breath tickled my neck and I leaned my head on his chest. We stood in silence for awhile, just being in each other arms. He sat down, with me in his lap.

"Princess?" Colin asked quietly.

"Yeah?" I replied.

"You know the stories about imprinting?"

"Sort of, why?"

"Well, imprinting is love at first sight," he wouldn't look at me. "Do you believe someone else has been made for you?"

"Like God designed them to be with you?" I said.

He nodded into my shoulder. "Exactly. Well, imprinting is like when a werewolf sees their person, they imprint. It's like a huge kick, telling you that the person you saw is the one. She becomes your world. You need her just to survive. She's your air, your water, your life. She's the only one holding you onto the earth, and without her, you're an empty shell. Sometimes, it's like she is you."

"Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears sting my eyes.

"Who?"

"Your imprint."

"I'll let you guess. She's got eyes greener than anyone in the world, minus her overprotective brother. She has beautiful curly hair that always smells like apples and oranges, and she's in my arms right now." he was smiling into my back, and I felt myself float into space.

"Me?" I asked quietly, turning to face him. "I'm your soul mate?"

His grin got wider. "You know it."

I giggled and threw myself at him, beginning to kiss him heatedly. My arms snaked around his neck and I pressed myself against him. He had one arm around my waist, the other twisted in my hair, and my legs wrapped around his waist. For the first time, I let my tongue graze his bottom lip, and he gladly opened his mouth, letting it in. We continued kissing for much longer, wrapped into each other and barely coming up for breath. Kissing him was as good as it always was, but I think it got better each time. When we finally pulled apart, we were both heaving large breaths.

"I love you so much Samantha…Jade….Uley." he kissed me after each name. "And I always will."

"I love you more, Collin James Gray." I replied, mimicking him.

"Oh, we'll see about that," he grinned before pulling me closer to him again.