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I am so sorry I haven't updated this story in what seems like forever! I completely had this chapter almost done and then I completely forgot that it even existed until I checked my emails, and I was like, "OMG I FORGOT TO UPDATE!" So, because of that, I am completely and utterly and SO SO sorry!

Well, I won't be updating as much as I used to because of school and homework and all of that jazz. But, I will still be updating, but you'll just have to wait longer then before, which I am SORRY for that too.

I guess that's it for now. Thank you guys for dealing with all of my crap! I LOVE YOU ALL!

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Playlist For Chapter:

Smile - Uncle Kracker
If I Had A Million Dollars - Bare Naked Ladies
Kiss Kiss - DJ Cammy

We finally pulled up to a small coffee shop, and despite its charming but old looks, it was actually quite good, and the coffee wasn't too sweet or really nasty or anything like that. I stared out into the sheets of gray rain that were falling, and for some reason, I could see an outline of a figure and I squinted.

Maya turned to me and grinned wildly before she launched herself out of her own car as she called, "Michael!"

The door slammed closed, blowing freezing air at me. I blinked against the startling cold, and saw Maya's long, willowly figure was meeting with the other figure, almost melting together like two water drops.

Oh, of course. She had Michael waiting for us anyway, and even if Jacob wouldn't have been there, I would have been dragged to go have a hot chocolate or something with them.

Michael Fox was Maya's long time, football playing, strangely funny boyfriend. They were almost always together, and I was always tagging along with Maya because I really had no other close friends other then her, which was just my fault, really.

Suddenly, I was shocked back into reality by the freezing air blowing against my right side. I whipped my head that way, and saw Jacob had opened my door for me, and was holding it open for me, like some sort of old world gentleman. I smiled at his sweet gesture, and I got out of the car, breathing the smell of rain into my nose.

Jacob closed my door behind me, and then ushered me out of the rain, which was pouring on us, yet again. His hand was almost touching my back, and I could feel the inhuman warmth coming from it.

I then saw Maya and Michael, who were kissing, Michael's brown hair damp against his head, and Maya's whipping wildly around them as she was cradling his face in her hands.

It was cute, but yet, I felt like I was intruding on something really private. Which I was. So I just politely coughed as both Jacob and I came to stand under the roof over hang with them.

Michael pulled back and grinned sheepishly, but when he noticed Jacob, his intire face changed; it went from embarassed and sheepishly to friendly and . . . well, boy-like. His brown eyes shone with confusion and . . . was that envy?

"Oh, Michael, this is Jacob, a friend of mine," I said, slowly looking back to look at a god-like Jacob, who was smiling at Michael.

Michael blinked in disbelief, as if I couldn't have Jacob as a friend. "A friend? Of yours?"

"Michael, shut up," Maya grumbled as she rolled her eyes.

Jacob looked toward Michael and managed to smile, though it was sort of strangled. "Nice to meet you."

Michael nodded mutely.

Maya raised one long eyebrow at me before motioning at us to follow them inside.

Inside, we were hit with a huge rush of warm air, which made me sigh in relief. The inside of the coffee shop was like any other; orange walls, white floor, wooden almost everything, a bright, cheery atmosphere, booth seats that were completely empty, and a dark wooden counter with some tattooed teen behind it.

Maya looked back at me, tossing her hair behind her shoulders. "What do you want?"

I smiled. "The regular. Hot chocolate and coffee with three sugars and a cream."

Maya nodded and then looked hopefully at Jacob. "And you?"

"Just a hot chocolate thanks," he said.

My best friend bounded toward the counter, where I heard her start to order up our drinks and a few other things that I didn't catch.

"You are disgusting," Michael said, shaking his head so rain drops splattered at us. "How could you contaminate a good coffee? With sugar? And cream?"

"It's not that bad," I defended, glaring at him slightly.

"Sure Meredith, sure." Michael rolled his eyes and laughed as he motioned for us to hurry and come help him find a seat for us.

We found ourselves a booth with red leather seats and a cleaned table. Jacob motioned for me to go in first, and I nodded, smiling at him. He was very polite, and he waited until I was completely seated and then he slid in beside me, his giant body taking almost all the room, but there was enough for me. Michael slid into the booth across the table from us, and he didn't stop looking at Jacob, his eyes scanning him over and over. Michael looked . . . envious. Envious and worried and scared.

I didn't think Jacob was that scary.

"So . . . Jacob . . . where you from?" Michael said, raising a mud brown eyebrow.

"La Push, Washington," Jacob replied easily. "I'm Quileute."

Michael looked surprised. "What are you doing so far away from home?"

Knowing that I had already asked that, I looked at Jacob, who's face looked pained. He was biting his lower lip again, he looked like some sort of lost puppy or something. My heart panged with sweet agony as I flashed Michael a glare and then, suddenly, Maya was back, placing a cardboard drink tray on the table and a small paper bag beside it.

All strange heart break was put aside; Michael was grabbing his extra large coffee with a giant grin on his face, and I grabbed the second smaller one, which I knew was mine. Maya then sat beside Michael, grabbing the one that was the same size as mine. She tossed her soot black hair behind her shoulder and she grinned and pushed the drink tray toward Jacob, who grabbed the last and second largest cup, nodding his thanks.

"Okay, so I got Merry's coffee chocolate thing," Maya said, using her childish nickname for me. "And Michael's straight up coffee, ugh. And Jacob's hot chocolate."

"What'd you get?" I asked, curious. She always got different things every time she and I came here, so she would test them out and let us know if they were any good.

"Coffee and strawberry shot," Maya said as she wrapped her hands around her cup, smiling wonderously.

"Ew," Michael responded. "Naaaasty."

"You're naaaasty," Maya snorted, tipping her chin to the sky.

"And you loooove it." Michael grinned before he kissed Maya on the cheek.

Maya rolled her eyes, but ended up grinning too, and soon, she was laughing.

I bit my lip, trying not to laugh or say anything. They just looked so right together, and I didn't want to ruin anything.

I slowly looked to my left, eyeing Jacob out of the corner of my eye. I still couldn't help but stare; his skin looked like russet silk, and his eyes were the color of bottomless brown jewels.

He made me feel kind of out of place, actually. He looked so dang awesome that it made me a little bit jelous.

"So, as I was saying, what brought you so far away from home, Jacob?" Michael asked.

There we go! It's up, finally.

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