Author: Amy

Hey guys! So I finaly udpated. I'm so sorry I kept you waiting. I've been unbelievably busy with exams and stuff lately so I just haven't had the time. But I finaly managed to squeeze this chapter in somewhere and post it as soon as possible. Hope you all like it =)

Chapter Four – Jacob's POV:

Once the credits started rolling in I felt my heart sink at the thought of watching the girl beside me leave. Jake, this is insane! My head screamed at me. I'd seen her for all but two seconds and already I was head over heels in love with her. In love? Get over yourself, Jake. You barely know her. True. But if imprinting was exactly as Sam had described it then I sure as hell just imprinted.

"Holy shit," I said, louder than I'd intended.

"Holy what?" Embry said from beside me. "Whoa, dude, what's got into you? You look kinda pale and that's kinda impossible for you."

I didn't answer Embry because just as I was about to tell him that I think I imprinted the girl stood up and started to make her way past me and to the end of the row. My eyes followed helplessly as I watched her walk away. I couldn't just let her leave. Not without talking to her first, even if it was the least I could get from her. I racked my brains desperately for a way to get her attention without humiliating myself when my eyes landed on the bag beside me.

"Jacob?" Embry asked again. A smile crept along the length of my face as I eyed the bag devilishly. "You're starting to freak me out now. Is everything okay?"

"I gotta go," I said, snatching the bag and heading after the girl. I saw Sam and Paul a few rows up give me a questioning look as I jumped down the last three steps and hurled myself out of the theatre. I look around frantically for the girl, still clutching the bag tightly in my hand. I had to remind myself to loosen my grip before I broke it. I even poked my head around the door of the ladies lavatories which earned me a few crazy looks but right then I didn't care. All that mattered was finding my future before she left me. As weird as that sounds.

Just as I was rounding the corner to the entrance I heard a group of irritated voices as one of them tried to reason. I recognized the voice immediately. Bingo!

"...I'm sorry, I should of let you guys know," she was saying, though she sounded a little shaky. It didn't surprise me if my assumptions were right and she had gone to barf her guts up during the film. "I came out after that bit when the green thing tried to attack him and he chopped its head off. My stomach isn't good with that stuff."

"Yeah, well, you had us all worried," another one said, "Next time get one of us to come with you. Then we won't all be too busy worrying about you to watch the film."

The girl laughed nervously. "Let's hope there isn't a next time. Hey, did you guys bring my bag?" The group went silent and I realised that must be my que to jump in. "You did bring it, right?" She asked cautiously. When none of them answered she sighed and wiped her hand down her face. "Dammit, I told that guy to keep an eye on it."

"What guy?" One of them asked, horrified. "Lily, you know you shouldn't let a complete stranger watch over your bag! He's probably miles away laughing at how easy it was to steal from you right now. Why couldn't you have just given it to one of us?"

"I'm sorry, I...he seemed like a genuinely nice person. Not someone who would steal!"

I took that as my que to step in. "And you're right," I said, approaching them. I was careful not to look at the girl yet, the one that I imprinted with, in case I lost all sense and screwed everything up. "I believe you were looking for this." I held the bag up in my hand for a second before I handed it over. The girl who I now knew was Lily gave me a skeptical look as she yanked the bag open and began scanning through it with shaking hands. When she saw that everything was still intact she smiled up at my appreciatively.

"Thanks."

"No problem," I smirked. Then warily, I turned my gaze in the direction of the girl. She was standing with her knees together and her arms crossed neatly against her chest, which by the way, I noticed looked very firm and appealing. Not that I'd ever admit that. Or at least not yet anyway.

I tried not to grin like an overexcited kid when she stared back at me. Her eyes were filled with wonder and admiration which let me know that she was feeling it too – the effect of imprinting. The need to grin got bigger. As though she thought I could hear what she was thinking, which I absolutely wished I could, she shifted awkwardly and bit her lip.

"Well, I guess we should get going," one of the other girls said giving my girl an envious look over. She was dark with thick, curly hair that resembled a female afro, although it wasn't as tightly curled as afros usually were.

"Yeah, I guess so," a tall, blonde girl agreed.

"I'm getting a lift. I'll see you guys tomorrow?" The second those words left her lips, I found myself reeling in the beauty of her voice. I wanted to sigh happily and listen to her talk all night.

"Um, yeah sure," the dark girl answered. She looked questioningly at Lily."Lily?"

"Oh, um, thanks again," she said, annoyed that my attention was now elsewhere. But I never took my eyes off of the girl as the three of them left. I could hear their grumbles of disapproval as they walked away but it never phased me. The girl stood motionless a few feet away as I eyed her curiously. It took me a minute to realise that I should say something before things got awkward, but it was probably already too late for that.

"Hi," I said, taking a step forward and offering my hand. "I'm Jacob."

"Annie," she replied taking my hand. I had to force myself not to suck in a breath when our skin came into contact. Her eyes widened and she let go. "Whoa, you're so hot."

"Oh, yeah, s'pretty warm in here." She frowned at my lame cover up excuse for being hotter than an average human and my smile immediately disappeared. This was not going as well as I'd planned. "So, what did you think of the movie?"

Annie shrugged. "It was alright, I guess. Not really my kinda movie but at least I didn't throw up at the gruesome scenes which, if you ask me, weren't realy very gruesome at all. Lily just has a weak stomach."

I chuckled. "Yeah, I figured. But I can't really criticize her. I mean, she did warn me about sitting next to her before the film started and besides, she left before she could get sick everywhere anyway."

Annie smiled.

"Why are you so nice?" She suddenly asked. Her question caught me completely off guard.

"How do you mean?"

"Well for a start you gave Lily her bag back. Most guys like you – no offence, I'm not being stereotypical here-" she raised her hands defensively as she spoke, "-but most guys like you would just take that as an opportunity to run with her money." I nodded in understanding. "But you?" She shook her head. "You even have the decency to be nice to her even when she was almost sick on you."

"What can I say? I'm a nice guy." I winked and she laughed.

"So whereabouts did you come from tonight? Do you live here in Port Angeles? Did you come alone?"

"La Push actually. I came with some friends. They uh..." I turned back to the entrance of the screen we'd been in previously to find all seven of them staring at the two of us with curious eyes. "They're over there," I said, rolling my eyes. Annie peeped around the side of me and repositioned herself quickly.

"Geez, your all so big."

"Yeah, I guess it's just the Native American genes," I said, trying to laugh it off. I didn't want to have to explain the reason why we were all over six foot tall and ran at a higher body temperature. Not that I'd explain it just like that. But still, the thought had my stomach churning. "So, what about you?" I asked. "Do you live local?"

"Um, yeah, actually I live in Forks."

"And you go to Forks High?"

Annie swallowed and shook her head. "No, I get homeschooled. It's sad, I know but my father's one of those really overprotective parents that wants me to get the best of everything." She looked up like she was checking to see I hadn't thought she'd gone crazy but all she found was probably a dumbstruck expression plastered on my face. "In education, I mean. I'm not one of those really spoiled kids whose parents buy them whatever they want in life. That is just way, way over-"

"Nah, I get it," I said, cutting her off. "So you're homeschooled. That's cool."

"Not really." She frowned at the floor. "My dad expects me to drown in school work and get top grades in everything. I can't even go places without sneaking out when it's just the maid at home. Luckily he's working late tonight." She grinned slightly. "No curfew."

Not that I hadn't listen to anything she just said because of course I had, but I was completely stunned. "You have a maid?"

Annie rolled her eyes. "You're just like the rest of them. People only talk to me because I have money."

"Hey, I don't care about that," I said reassuringly. Or what I hoped was reassuring; Annie didn't seem convinced. "It just shocked me, that's all. At home it's just me and my dad. We only live in a little shack. In fact, I wouldn't even call it that." I frowned slightly at the thought of comparing my house to Annie's. I'd be surprised if she even looked at me again after she saw dump I lived in.

Annie smiled and looked at her watch. "He's late," she sighed. "I told him the movie finished at nine thirty."

"Ah, don't worry, he'll be here soon," I said, even though I had no idea who 'he' was. Truthfully the thought angered me. I assumed that 'he' wouldn't be her dad since he was too overprotective to know that she was out at this time. But why should another guy get to take my Annie away?

"Hey Annie!" I froze on the spot the second I heard his voice call her name from across the room. Both Annie and I looked ahead towards the entrance where Damien was standing. He was holding the door open motioning for her to come to him. But the moment he saw me standing there he stopped. Damn right, I thought trying to keep myself under control.

"I guess you're right." Just as Annie was about to take a step towards him I grabbed for her wrist and tried to hold her as gently as I could.

"Annie, don't."

"Don't what?" She questioned, confused by my reluctance to let her go.

"Don't go with him. He's not safe."

"Not safe? What are you talking about?"

I wanted to tell her how I knew what a sick freak he was and how I'd caught him almost about to rape Stevie in the summer house that night. But I couldn't. How would she believe a complete stranger to someone she clearly already knew?

So I settled for being as close to accurate as I could, even though I could barely stand to see her walk away with him.

"I've seen his type before and they're not good. Please trust me, Annie."

"Annie, c'mon," he called again, this time more impatient. She looked from Damien to me, to Damien again and then back to me. I wanted to rip his head off for being so damn pushy.

"But how can I trust you when I barely know you?" The words stung but I understood her point completely. "Now please, let me go." When I didn't respond she yanked her arm free and walked away from me, taking my heart with her.

"Dude, what was all that about?" Embry asked coming up behind me.

"I'd rather not talk about it," I growled and stormed off before I phased somewhere I shouldn't.

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