~Kate

Apparently he wanted to show me round Forks and… La Push (that was the one) right away.

I went upstairs to go find some shoes, and as I left the table he called me.

"Kate?" I turned round instantly, I just couldn't help it. "Don't take long" he shot me another cocky grin and then he winked.

I left the kitchen before he could see that my face had turned beetroot.

I shot up the stairs as fast as I could - I really was looking forward to spending the day with Jacob. I mean he didn't say we would be alone. But still.

I went into my room, and after battling through the rows and rows of clothes I managed to find the shoes.

I grabbed a pair of gladiator sandals (what, it wasn't raining and it was July) fought my way back out of the wardrobe and sat down at my dressing table.

I slipped the sandals on, and when I looked up from my feet, I caught glance of that scruffy bun in my hair. I was mortified; id actually had my hair like this when I met Jacob?

Well, it was going. I pulled it out, and shook out my hair. It looked good, sort of a straight but scrunched kind of look.

I left my room, slamming the door behind me. (I really needed to break that habit.)

Better go tell sleeping beauty that im going out.

I threw open her bedroom door in classic 'Kate' style. "Bitch, im going out!"

"Mmmm, alright"

"I don't know when ill be back?"

"Ok."

"Could be late" I loved pushing her.

"ALRIGHT"

"Love ya!"

And then I left her to her hibernation.

I sort of fast walked down the stairs, not wanting to look over keen. He was waiting for me at the bottom, talking to Edward.

They stopped talking when I came down, and Jacob looked up at me and smiled.

"Ready beautiful?"

"Ready as I'll ever be" I smiled my good girl smile again, and followed him out the front door. He had his own car, it was small but it was his own. I didn't even have a car.
I barely got my license.

I was about to get in the wrong side of the car, when I remembered. Jacob was looking at me again and he laughed.

"Right! left hand drive over here got it" and I walked to the other side of the car and got in.

It smelled of Jacob in here, it was lovely.

He got in then, shutting the door with a final slam. "Nice car" I looked over at him.

"Yea I built it myself."

"Really, that's brilliant" he just chuckled and started the engine.

"So where are we going?" god I couldn't keep my mouth shut!

"Im going to show you around forks, you can't have forgotten that already Angel."

Git. I squinted my eyes "No, I didn't."

I just sat back and stayed quiet. Then he reached over and squeezed my leg.

"Relax, im not going to kidnap you, just show you around."

He touched my leg. He squeezed my leg. He touched my leg! I think I just had that stroke I was an about earlier.

Forks really was a nice place, we drove in a comfortable silence all around the little town. And then we drove past a sign that said 'La Push'.

"This is where I live." I looked at him.

"You don't live in Forks?"

"No, this is the Quileute Reservation and this is where I live, and have lived for the last-" he stopped, looked at me quickly then back to the road – "for the last 20 years"

So that's why he looked at me. He was scared id care how old he was. (I didn't)

I raised my eyebrows a little "It looks like a nice place to grow up"

"Yea it was. It's a nice place to live once you're grown up too" we both laughed.

We drove past a beach – that was nice, but not as nice as the man sitting next to me.

And then we pulled up outside a little red house with white window frames. It was cute, I could imagine a little miniature Jacob running around playing in the garden.
"This is my place" the engine was cut off. And I was pulled out of my day dream.

His place? Fast mover.

Then the rain started. (Great!)

"Come on, we'll have to run for it!" he pushed me playfully, the touch of his skin still echoing on my own.

I shoved open the car door and slammed it behind me, running towards the house after Jacob. We were on his front porch in no time flat.

"You're fast" he winked.

"Thanks, im a Gold medallist!" he laughed and opened the front door, holding it open for me.

"So, you live here with your mother and father?"

"No just my father" He put his hand on the small of my back and pushed me towards the kitchen. I had another one of those shocks.

I didn't know what to say, but something came out anyway.

"Where's your mother?"

"she died when I was small"

"That's terrible" I didn't say 'im sorry' because it annoys me when people say that. What have they got to be sorry about? And usually they're not sorry about your situation; they're just sorry they got caught up in an awkward convocation.

"Yes well, it was a long time ago, don't worry about it Angel"

I stood next to the table in his kitchen and watched him fiddle with the kettle. He stuck the kettle onto boil and pulled out two mugs, and then he turned to face me.

He frowned a little, and this worried me. I didn't like to see Jacob frown (Where the hell did that all come from?)

"Kate?" he came and stood in front of me, reached out and touched the side of my neck with his big hand. It took my breath away, between him touching me and looking into his eyes all at the same time. My knees went week.

Then he seemed to realise what he was doing, and pulled his hand away. (Not fast. I'll have you know)

"You know what I am don't you?" I could only nod. Id dealt with so much crazy in the past 2 days; why not add a little more in? "I want you to know everything, that's why
I brought you here, so we could talk."

"That's fine, I'd like to know" Smiling he turned back to the kitchen counter.

I wandered out of the kitchen, back the way we came and out onto the porch.

I couldn't help but watch the rain; it was a different kind of rain to back home. It was the kind where you could actually use an umbrella. It was just raining, without the wind.

"What are you thinking about? You look worried." Jacob had suddenly appeared at my side; the tea was clearly long forgotten.

"Just watching the rain, that's all" I sat down on the steps to the porch still sheltered by the rain. Jacob sat next to me.

"Are you cold?"

"No im fine" he was warm enough to keep both of warm without me even touching him. And I hardly ever got cold.

I decided to get on with it.

"So... You're a werewolf then?"

"last time I checked, yea – well maybe not exactly"

I raised my eyebrows "What do you mean?"

He laughed a little. "Im not the kind of werewolf you're probably thinking about. Im a shape shifter, my ancestors were Spirit Walkers and then one of them took on the body of a wolf. And then it stuck I guess. So im not controlled by the moon or anything. And I certainly wouldn't go all crazy and attack you when im in wolf form. We just attack vampires."

He could see I was confused since he'd just been in practically Vampire Central.

"Angel, don't look so worried. We don't attack the Cullen's because they don't kill humans. They used to not be able to come on our land, or we would attack. But things changed and now I guess we're sort of friends"

I looked at him frowning a little. "What changed?"

he swallowed hard, and looked away from me to continue. "You know im friend's with Bella right? Well I was friends with her before she got turned. We went through a lot together and I wanted to be more than friends with her. But she just didn't feel the same. And she stayed with Edward. So I just had to suck it up and deal. And then Seth imp- got with her daughter. And he's my pack brother and I'd rather be Bella's friend than nothing at all"

I didn't really know what to say to him at this point, so I just sat there in silence watching the rain. He loved Bella? Why did that bother me? Why should I even be bothered? I couldn't find the answer to these questions, but I just knew that it did.

"Hey" he touched my arm gently; his hands were amazing; big strong and warm. They made me feel safe. "Why do you keep looking like that?"

"What do you mean?"

"You just look sad. I don't feel like that about Bella anymore. I haven't for a long time"

"It's not about that" I lied. "It's just-" I sighed sighing out 3 days' worth of crazy "-it's just a lot to take in that's all, y'know?" Maybe it wasn't just about him and Bella after all

He looked at me with his big brown eyes, reached out and touched my face again, and made me tingle all over.

"Yea, I do"