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Chapter 5

Hermione tucked her feet into her grey vans in an angry fashion and fixed the hood of her navy blue hoodie. She was dressed in her casual attire, the usual hoodie, light washed jeans, and sneakers. Hermione had also let her hair hang loose in their slight waves, hoping to hide her face if necessary. She wished to attract the least attention possible from her fellow peers that may fuel the Cullen's fire, but Hermione knew that wouldn't be possible. Swinging her black backpack over her right shoulder, she locked the door and exited her home, heading towards her car. It was a new day, and it was time to bring her plan into action.

Hermione walked into her chemistry classroom, confidently and surely. Luckily, today was a B-day, meaning her first class was chemistry, one that she shared with Jasper and Rosalie Cullen. As she sat down, Mr. Banner called the attendance, beginning his lesson afterwards. As he was speaking, Hermione could feel two pairs of eyes boring into the back of her head from the far, back right corner of the room. It was time to begin her plan.

Hermione began moving around in her seat, unnecessarily trying to find a comfortable position on her stool. Vampires do not fidget; therefore, she knew this action was greatly confusing the two Cullens and she hid her smug smile at this thought. Ending her movements that were beginning to annoy her, Hermione brought her left hand to her right arm and scratched her hoodie, making it seem as though the skin beneath the sleeve was itching. She felt the once skeptical eyes leave her body and whispering occurred from the back corner that the Cullens were currently seated in. The plan was actually working; Hermione just had to do one more thing to ensure that the two were no longer suspicious. Hermione blinked once, and then twice more and suddenly, she breathed in a large gulp of air and made the most boisterous sound resembling a sneeze that she could. She knew she sounded ridiculous, but she never would have expected every person in the classroom, including Mr. Banner and the Cullens, to stare at her in shock. Hermione smiled a fake, apologetic smile, attempting to seem as innocent as possible and it seemed to work as the other students went back to their work, some even laughing. The Cullens were the only ones who were still looking at Hermione, their eyes furrowed. Hermione made eye contact with the two and smiled innocently, however, she was only laughing maniacally on the inside. Oh, if only they knew.

It was lunch and Rosalie finished her story of the happenings in chemistry class, Jasper nodding alongside her. If the Cullens had been confused before, there were no words to describe how confused they were now.

"Here she comes!" Bella whispered to the group. At this, all of the Cullens turned their heads to the cafeteria doors where Hermione had just entered. Hermione was walking towards Jessica and her group, fully aware of the eyes that were on her. Just to make a show of it, she began scratching the back of her neck. As Hermione sat down, she knew that this was the time to fully go through with her plan. So, she opened the zip of her backpack and pulled out an object that the Cullens could not see as her back was turned. After putting her backpack on the floor and playing with the object in her hand, Hermione turned around and made herself fully viewable to the Cullens. In her hand was a blood pop, however, to anyone else, it would look like a normal blue lollipop. Turning her head to the Cullen's table, she lifted her brow and stuck the pop in her mouth. Bella had turned away abashedly at having been caught but the Cullens were staring back at Hermione, challenging her. However, Hermione was not one to play the submissive and she stared back, also challenging. Then suddenly she smirked, turning back to Jessica's rant about the sales at the mall.

"There's a problem," Edward said as the Cullens and Bella all turned to look at him curiously. He took their curious stares as a sign to continue and took a deep breath in. "I can't hear her." The entire group stared wide eyed at Edward who only had his head in his hands.

"What the hell is wrong with her?" Rosalie smacked Emmet in the back of his head again, only this time, no one laughed.

"Hey Bells. You ready to ditch your lame boyfriend?" It was the end of the school day and Jacob had just arrived on his motorcycle, ready to pick Bella up.

Edward, rolling his eyes at Jacob's comment, grabbed Bella's hand before kissing her slowly and passionately. It was now Jacob's turn to roll his eyes, annoyed.

"Yeah, yeah, we get it, Edward." Alice stated exasperatedly as though she were talking to a five-year-old. "But have you forgotten that Hermione could walk out any minute and we're supposed to be hidden to follow her? Now hurry up." Bella nodded and after one more peck to Edward's cheek, put on the helmet the Jacob offered her and hopped on to the back of the motorcycle.

Smirking at Edward, Jacob took Bella's arms and wrapped them around his waist. "You better hold on tight, Bella." With that, he revved his engine, speeding out of the parking lot. The Cullens ran to hide behind the trees of the forest at a human pace and waited for Hermione to come out which was not long after they had hidden themselves. Hermione was fully aware of the Cullens' plans to follow her after school having heard their plan the day before and she planned to bore them greatly with her simplistic human activities.

Hermione climbed into her Bentley and turned the key for the ignition. Clicking her seatbelt into place, she fixed her rearview mirror towards the Volvo and red convertible behind her. Pushing the gas pedal down, Hermione smirked while eyeing the six figures in the cars behind her. Looking back to the road, Hermione pushed the gas pedal down even further, heading quickly towards the direction of Main Street.

"So Bells, what do you want to do?" Jacob asked, throwing and catching a ball repeatedly with a bored expression. Bella, who was reading her ever so worn Wuthering Heights book, turned to look at Jacob from the kitchen island.

"Read," Bella replied monotonously before returning to her book. Jacob released a hefty sigh before stopping his actions with the ball.

"Come on Bella, I know you're bored. You've already read that book like what, twenty times before?" Bella rolled her eyes before marking her place in the book and standing up from her seat.

"Only fifteen for your information; but fine, I'll listen. What do you have in mind that could possibly be better than my Wuthering Heights?" Bella stated while smirking amusedly.

"Well there's a bunch of things we can do in Forks. It's your decision." Bella exaggeratedly rubbed her chin in a thinking manner before suddenly brightening considerably. With a wide smile she turned to look at the curious Jacob.

"Let's go to the library." Jacob groaned loudly before Bella quickly grabbed her jacket and pulled him out of the door.

"This is boring," Emmett whispered while leaning against a book case. The Cullens were currently spying on Hermione, who had been reading at the same table for about an hour, from across the library. She had not moved from her spot and was nearly done with her book.

"I hate to agree with Emmett but this is incredibly boring. All of the signs are pointing to 'not vampire'. Why are we still here?" Rosalie stated with an annoyed expression. Alice was just about to reply when the six teenagers heard the scrape of a chair on wood. All of their attention snapped to the girl they had been following who was now heading towards the door, her eyes trained on the book in her hand. The Cullens quickly made to follow her, trailing her from a few feet behind. Suddenly, Hermione bumped into a very large figure adorned with a leather jacket. The Cullens froze as they stared at the scene in front of them, the stench of wolf invading their senses.

Jacob turned to glare down at the person who bumped into him. What surprised him was the fact that the strong person, who had not fallen down upon impact with him, was a woman. Suddenly, she looked up at Jacob with a glare to return and made eye contact. Jacob was lost. He was lost in the deep blue eyes that stared back at him, surprised. He was lost in the way the girl's wavy hair ran smoothly down her back, the way she bit her lip, the way she furrowed her eyebrows, and everything else visible about her. The world around Jacob was falling apart and all that was left was the beautiful girl standing before him. He yearned to touch her pale, porcelain cheeks and kiss those soft, red lips. He felt his hand reaching, slowly, towards her face. However, before he could, he was awoken from his reverie. "Jacob!" Bella said while waving a hand in front of his face. The glazed look in his eyes disappeared and Jacob took in the sight before him. His right hand was inches away from the girl's face, which carried an annoyed expression. Bella, who was just standing beside him minutes ago, was now looking at him worriedly. Jacob was just about to assure Bella that he was fine when the six Cullen teenagers appeared suddenly.

"Jacob." Edward was looking at him, shocked. He had obviously read his thoughts and understood what just happened. "Perhaps we should all head back to our house and get out of Hermione's way." The Cullens and Bella were now looking at both of them curiously. Jacob returned his gaze to Hermione, the girl standing in front of him. Hermione. That's the most beautiful name I've ever heard in my life. Hermione, Jacob thought to himself.

"Yes," Jacob was startled by her melodic voice but only found that it added to her enticing image, "It would be great if I could reach the door." Hermione said while eyeing Jacob and the door behind him with a raised eyebrow. Hermione was incredibly confused. One minute, the Cullens were trying, and failing, to hide themselves in an effort to spy on her and the next, they are trying to leave with Bella and the man, whom she recognized as one of the shape shifters, in tow.

"Uh-," Jacob could not seem to find the words to speak as he was still distracted by the girl in front of him. However, he was soon pulled away towards the door by Edward with the others following, leaving a confused Hermione to stare after them. Jacob began whimpering and attempted to run towards the library doors only to be stopped by Edward. Jacob glared at the obstacle in front of him.

"This is not the time! We have to tell the others and the pack. This changes everything." At the mention of his pack, Jacob relinquished his efforts.

"Edward, what's going on?" Bella inquired worriedly. Without answering, Edward took out his phone from his jean pocket and quickly dialed a number.

"Yes, Sam." The Cullens and Bella looked at him, surprised; however, Jacob seemed unaffected. "You and the pack are going to have to come to our house as quickly as possible. Something's happened."

The Cullens, Jacob, and Bella had all been waiting impatiently in the Cullen's living room when the pack rushed in. "What's going on?" Sam boomed in his alpha voice. At this, Jacob walked towards the middle of the living room and turned to look at the group gathered before him. With a deep breath, Jacob replied,

"I imprinted." There was silence as everyone took in the news then suddenly, the pack went ecstatic.

"Yeah, Jake!" Sean yelled as he jumped around enthusiastically, beginning the round of congratulations. The rest of the pack clapped him the back while speaking their congratulatory words. Even Leah, who was always in a foul mood, mumbled her congratulations. However, the Cullens and Bella, who knew better, had grave looks on their faces.

Sam, who had noticed this, questioned, "Is something wrong?" The smile that was on Jacob's face was replaced by a worried look and finally, he replied with a sigh,

"I imprinted on Hermione." Sam, as well as the others in the pack, all looked at Jacob with confused expressions.

"Who the hell is that?" Leah asked shamelessly. However, before Jacob could reply, Paul finally came to a realization.

"She's the new leech." He said with gritted teeth. Jacob whipped his head towards Paul and glared, growling at his fellow pack member.

"Don't call her that!" Before he could lunge, Jacob was held back by Emmett and Jasper, Jasper sending him calming waves.

Edward arose from his seat and held out his hands for peace. "By observing her today, it seems unlikely that Hermione is a vampire." With that, Edward began explaining the occurrences of the day that suggested she was human. However, at one point, he was cut off.

"What do you mean you can't read her mind?" Carlisle asked in a shocked manner.

"I mean exactly that. I can't read her mind; but it was strange. With Bella, I neither see nor hear anything. It's just black emptiness. However, with Hermione, it's as if I hit an indestructible brick wall and the more I push-," at this, Edward stopped, looking worriedly at everyone in the room, "the more it hurts me." The group stared at him as though he had two heads.

"But how?" Jasper inquired half shocked, half curious.

"I don't know, but I am planning to find out. Anyways, what are we going to do with Hermione? She may not be a vampire but if she can resist all of our abilities, she can't be normal." After hearing this, Jacob ran to Edward and grabbed him by his shirt collar.

"Don't you dare hurt her! If you hurt her, I will kill you!" Jacob yelled at a surprised looking Edward. Bella grabbed Jacob's arm and attempted to weakly pull him away from her boyfriend.

"Jacob, let go!" Annoyed and completely consumed by that thought of his imprint in danger, Jacob pushed Bella off of him and onto the ground, causing a gash to appear on her forearm from contact with the coffee table. Everyone stilled, staring wide-eyed at the scene. Jacob seemed to have noticed the quietness and turned to look at what happened, letting go of Edward in the process.

Noticing Bella on the ground, Jacob quickly reached to help her only to be rejected. "Bella, I'm sorry! I don't know what happened to me." Shaking her head and getting up with the help of Edward and Alice, Bella looked to Jacob with sad eyes.

"Maybe you should go."

Jacob's eyes widened and looked to his pack for help but all of them, except for Sam, were avoiding his gaze. "Go home and cool down, Jacob," Sam stated quietly yet authoritatively. Jacob looked at everyone once more before sighing deeply and heading towards the door. However, before walking into the night, he turned around to stare at his pack.

"You may be my pack but, if I had to choose between all of you and Hermione, it will always be Hermione. Don't hurt her. Don't make me have to go through with that decision." With that, Jacob ran out of the door and into the forest.