Jacob stood so still I thought something had happened to him and I almost moved myself from my position on the couch. But, when Jacob told me to do something with that scary face I did it.

"Jacob!" a female's voice floated back to me. It was beautiful like the sound of bells. I was instantly jealous.

Jacob let out a little strangled sound and moved backwards away from the woman. I leaned trying to look around the corner to see who she was.

Silhouetted against the rain and dark was a small, definitely, girl figure, but I couldn't see her face.

"Can we talk?"

Jacob coughed. "How—how did you?!"

She laughed and the sound was like music. "It's okay. We talked to Sam and got permission for me to be here. But, we really do need to talk."

The girl brushed past Jacob with a self-assured air.

The girl was beautiful. She had long, dark hair and a perfect alabaster face. Her eyes were wrong though, they were wide and long-lashed, but the color was off. Her irises were a strange maroon color.

I felt my eyes grow wide and I leaned back into the couch trying to make myself as small as possible. This girl was a vampire.

She smiled at me flashing me a pair of perfectly straight, white, teeth.

"Hello Allie," she trilled at me, "I'm Bella."

Well now. This sucked, not only was I faced with a vampire, but this vampire happened to be Jacob's ex?! Life hates me.

Jacob stepped in front of Bella, cutting me off from her sight. I sighed in relief.

"You shouldn't be here," he told her curtly.

Bella laughed again. "I have permission; I'm not breaking the treaty, Jacob!"

I saw Jacob's fists clench and his voice when he responded was dangerously even. "That's not what I'm talking about. There's a human here."

"Oh," Bella replied with sudden understanding, "oh, you don't have to worry about that. I barely even notice blood anymore . . . unless I get angry." She giggled.

Jacob sucked in a deep breath. "Then what do you want?"

"Can I sit down?" She walked to the arm chair opposite of the couch. Jacob took a seat next to me, wrapping his arms around me protectively. He glared at Bella who sat down gracefully in the chair.

There was an awkward silence and I put one hand on top of the other and wiggled my thumbs—the awkward turtle. Jacob snatched my hands in his.

"Oh. How to start this . . ." Bella trailed off in thought. "Well, first of all I came to see Allie. I'm so happy you imprinted!" She smiled widely and I cringed into Jacob's side. She quickly dropped her smile.

Bella stared off into the distance as she began again. "Besides that, I came because . . ." This time Bella stared directly at Jacob's face. "The Volturi are coming. We wanted you to be prepared."

Jacob sucked in his breath and his grip on me tightened.

"Can't . . . breathe . . . Jake," I gasped. He loosened his grip only slightly. I would have bruises after this.

Bella stood up and looked seriously at us. "Bye, Jacob, Bye Allie," she waved at us and walked to the front door. And then she was gone.

Jacob was silent in thought.

"Whew. That couldn't have been more awkward," I said leaning my head back so that I could see Jacob's face.

He looked down at me, amusement in his eyes. "Oh?"

"I just met your ex-girlfriend who also happens to like the smell of my blood," I said shrugging, "Awkward."

Jake laughed and kissed me on the forehead. I looked up at him.

"Who are the Volturi?"

Jacob didn't like that question. His eyes tightened and he looked away from me.

There was a long pause.

"Jacob, who are the Volturi?"

He looked down at me with a forced smile. "No one. They're nobody to concern your pretty little head about."

I frowned at him. He wasn't telling me something, something important. I opened my mouth to object but Jacob covered my lips with his and I forgot what I was going to say. Dangit.

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Leah, Kim and I were Halloween Costume shopping. I wanted something that said omg-totally-cute-but-not-a-total-whore. At least that's what I told myself. Truth was, I wanted to look totally slamming. We were in the Sassy Costume's—apparently the more P.C. term for slutty costumes.

"Ohmigod!" Leah shrieked and grabbed a costume from the rack. "I love it!"

Kim and I both looked up startled by her outburst.

"What is it?" Kim asked holding on to some of the costumes she wanted to try on.

Leah smirked at us. "Oh. You'll see."

I reached up and grabbed a costume, "I still say you should just be a slutty Pocahontas and get over yourself."

That earned me a swift smack to my arm from Leah and a glare from Kim. "What?" I said innocently, "I'm half Native-American."

They just shook their heads at me.

A few minutes later we all were in our positions in the dressing room. We were ready to reveal our first costume.

"One, two, three," I counted off and leapt out from behind the curtain.

I struck a pose—my lips around an invisible whistle, my hands on my hips—I was a skanky referee.

Kim looked adorable in her slutty army get up. Short camouflage shorts and a top that was cut adorably low.

But neither of us could top Leah who looked stunning in her magician's assistant get up. It was exceptionally revealing, except that on her it looked flawless and not slutty at all. I sighed.

"Kim, you look adorable!" I squealed.

She blushed and looked down at herself. "Really?"

"Hell yes!" Leah chimed in moving towards Kim.

"Oh. Well, maybe this is the one . . ."

Leah and I shoved her towards her dressing room. "Next!" shouted Leah.

My next outfit was an amazing flapper outfit, complete with red fringe that end just past my butt and a headband with feather. I looked pretty dang good if I do say so myself.

Kim this time was dressed in a German beer maid outfit. It's poufy little skirt just made tiny Kim look even more adorable.

Once again Leah killed my ego in her Lady of the Night outfit. I don't even want to describe how it looked on Leah—I'd probably go crazy because she looked so good.

"Whore."

"Well," Leah giggled, "it is the Lady of the Night outfit."

Kim and I broke out into hysterical laughter as Leah began to strut around the dressing room.

"Hey there, you look like you've had a long day," she wiggled her eyebrows and winked at an imaginary customer, "would you like to have some fun? Only fifty bucks for ten minutes!"

I was leaning against the curtained door to my dressing room gasping for air and Kim was doubled over in laughter.

My next costume was a can-can dancer costume. I was exceptionally smitten with the movie Moulin Rouge so I felt that I being a can-can dancer was awesome. Not to mention that I looked smoking in it.

Leah had opted for a Mobster outfit. It was short and low cut and basically she rocked it. She strutted around the room, checking herself out in the mirror.

Kim came out next in a pilot outfit that rather than making her look adorable, made her look sexy.

We all glanced at each other.

"Ladies," Leah said, "I think we've found the perfect outfits."

But I wasn't so sure. "Hold up. I have one more!" I slipped into the last outfit, a sailor costume.

I popped out of the dressing room and stood in front of Kim and Leah.

"Oh. Wow, Allie. You look awesome!" Kim said looking at me.

I did a little twirl. It was short, but not slut-tastically short. In fact, I felt rather sexy in it.

Leah nodded. "I agree. This one is it."

And with that we made our purchases and waltzed out of the store. Were the guys in for a surprise or what? The thought made me giggle.

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"Guess what I did today?" I asked leaning against Jacob's couch as he sat there attempting to do some of his homework.

"What?" he asked never looking up.

I leaned over so that my long hair brushed his shoulder. "I went costume shopping," I whispered in his ear.

That got his attention. "Oh?"

"Yep," I smiled at him and straightened back up, "but it's a surprise."

Well he wasn't having any of that. He put his school books on the ground and reached up, grabbed my arm and pulled me into his lap. Then he swung me around so that I was lying on my back with him practically straddling me. I gulped.

Jacob's eyes were bright with amusement as he leaned down and kissed me on the lips doing that thing with his tongue that I liked.

"Please?" he pleaded with me, "Tell me?"

I clamped my lips together and shook my head.

He smirked. "Well then, I guess that'll I'll just have to get it out of you."

Jacob ran his hand from my ankle up to my thigh, skimming my skin slowly and softly while his other hand held my wrists above my head. He pressed his lips to my neck.

"Jacob," I gasped, "what—what if your dad—?" I broke off as he came back up to kiss my mouth.

"I guess he'll see us . . ."

I turned my head away from him. "Not cool, Jake. Not cool."

He laughed softly and turned my head so that I could look into his warm brown eyes.

"Then tell me."

I sighed. "Only if you answer one of my questions afterwards," I replied smirking at him. I knew Jacob couldn't resist a challenge. And I wanted to know about the Volturi.

Jacob smiled in acknowledgement to my challenge. "Okay."

"I'm going to be a sailor," I replied.

Jacob's smile grew wider and more wolfish. "Ready to board the good ship lollipop?"

I giggled and arched up to kiss him lightly on the lips. "Yep," I leaned back. "Now it's my turn."

He nodded for me to continue. I stared at him gauging his reaction. "Who are the Volturi?"

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