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When I first moved to Washington, I saw Port Angeles as a small town compared to what I had seen in Phoenix. After living in Forks for a few years, however, Port Angeles finally seemed like a small city.

Jacob touched my cheek, snapping me out of my thoughts. I leaned into his touch, sighing contently.

"You were thinking hard. What about?" Jacob inquired as he slid easily into the narrow parking space and cut the engine.

"Random things," I answered, getting out of the car.

He pulled me back when I was halfway out and yanked me gently back to my seat. I could see his eyebrows scrunching up as he read my expression. I smiled at how adorable he looked.

"Don't even try to lie to me, young lady. I know it was more than just 'random things,'" he said.

I sighed, giving up. "I was thinking about Arizona, then my thoughts shifted to my mom. I miss her, that's all."

"I miss mine, too," he said softly, his eyes looking at something far away.

I froze in horror at what I had said. What I had done. "Oh, Jacob, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to . . ."

He looked at me. "It's okay," he murmured.

I put my face in my hands. "I'm so selfish, wretched, mean-"

My words were cut off when Jacob lifted my face from my hands and forced me to look at him. "Don't you ever say that, Bella. You are not any of those things. You are absolutely perfect. Too perfect," he chuckled. "I have to be on guard to make sure some guy isn't taking you away from me. It's only natural that you miss your mom. It's okay."

"Okay," I smiled and leaned in to kissed his lips briefly. "What did I ever do to deserve someone like you?"

"Hey, you stole my words right out of my mouth," he protested. "Let's go."

We got out of the car and walked to the theatre, hand-in-hand.

When we got to the theatre, we found out that we were twenty minutes early. We just bought our tickets and got our snack. We got two large popcorns, two large sodas, two packs of candy, and one bar of chocolate. I knew all this would end up in Jacob's stomach in less than an hour.

After getting butter on our popcorns, we walked into the dark theatre. We took our seats in the back row, where there was only one man with a hat covering most of his face near the far corner. Other than him, we had the row to ourselves.

That's good, I thought, and smiled at the reason why.

On our first movie date, we went to a rated-R movie for too much romance. We had only been dating for two weeks, and I wasn't very comfortable with this plan. However, Jacob insisted that we watch it, and how could I deny him and his gorgeous eyes?

The first thirty minutes was fine. I was actually enjoying myself.

That was when the actors onscreen shared their first kiss. And trust me, it was not just a peck on the lips. It was the longest and most intense kiss I had ever witnessed.

Jacob had leaned in and whispered, "I would love to kiss you like that."

I remember how surprised I was at his boldness. But I decided that this was typical Jacob. I played along.

"I don't think you have the guts to go that far," I had whispered back, pointing at the actors making out onscreen.

"Is that a challenge?" he had whispered, confident and excited.

I had wanted to back out, but I hated to break his high spirits. Now, thinking back, I'm happy I didn't.

"Yes."

He smiled and took my face into his hands. Then, he pulled my lips to his with as much force and intensity as the actors onscreen. I had never kissed that way with my first boyfriend, or any other person, for that matter, but I caught on quickly.

After a few minutes, a man next to us cleared his throat.

"Do you mind? We're trying to watch a movie here," he hissed, irritation clear in his voice.

We apologized-me blushing like a tomato, and Jacob grinning like a child who found out that his birthday will come every month from now on-and moved to the back.

"My, my," I had joked, chuckling. "You look like you've had a lot of practice. Should I be worried?"

"Maybe. I might not give you any breaks to breathe now that we have this whole row to ourselves," he had smiled, and kissed me once more.

"Bella?" Jacob called, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I looked at him, the smile from remembering the kiss still lingering on my face.

"What's so funny?" he asked, tracing my lips with his warm finger.

"I was remembering our first movie date," I said.

As a smile lit up Jacob's face, the man in the corner cringed and shuddered. I narrowed my eyes for a brief second, but turned my attention back to Jacob before he could notice.

"Wasn't it something like this?"

After a few minutes, we pulled away because the movie was starting.

I giggled. "Precisely."

We kissed a lot during the movie. Therefore, we missed most of it. After our fifth kiss, I decided it was time for a break.

"I'll be right back" I whispered, getting up. I stared, surprised, when Jacob yanked me back onto the soft cushion of the seat.

"I promised you that I wouldn't let you get up in the middle of the movie, remember?" Jacob explained.

"I'll be fine, Jake. Don't worry," I murmured.

"Fine. Hurry back to me," he whispered back, letting me go.

In the bathroom, I splashed my face with water and fixed my makeup. I rinsed my mouth with water and walked out.

As I was walking to the popcorn stand to get some more popcorn to replace the ones that Jacob had devoured, I ran into the man that was sitting in the back row with us.

As I fell back, a cold, white hand reached our to steady me.

Instead of saying "thank you," I stared at his hand.

I looked up, my eyes wide in surprise.

"Edward?"

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