Blaire.

Putting your sketch book, pencil, and other art supplies you don't care about in your tote you walked outside. You have been here about two weeks and have yet to draw a picture for this gorgeous scenery. Don't get it twisted, I'm a true city girl, but it's so peaceful out here you have to draw something.

You weren't stupid, so you didn't walk deep into the forest. You were close enough to see the way out which was all you needed. Sitting on a nearby rock you looked around and started working.

You don't know how long you were out there, nor did you care. For the first time in La Push you felt nothing. You were in your own world, which was how you liked it. Peace at last.

Spoke to soon.

"Blaire?"

"Blaire?"

"Blaire?"

Finally hearing the voice you met the eyes of Jacob.

"Yeah?"

"What are you doing out here?"

"Sketching, why is this place off limits or something." You questioned.

"No, just didn't think you'd be out here."

Nodding you looked back down and continued to sketch; sadly you were back on Earth and not your planet.

Jacob just sat there with, and you didn't mind. He wasn't annoying company or acting like a spectator. He was here to think and be in peace, just like you.

"I didn't know you sketched." He said obviously trying to start a conversation.

"Um, we don't really know each other." You laughed

"True." He laughed with you, then silence. Unless you count the birds, wind, crunching of leaves under something heavy, occasional honks horn, extremely deep breathing, as if from a horse, your pencil sketching. Did I ever mention how I rant when something big, like a wolf that looks like it took steroids, is near me?

You looked up at the wolf, then at Jacob (who of course had his eyes closed), then at your surroundings, then you screamed like a shopaholic on Black Friday.

"!!!!!!! EHMIGAWD!!!!!!!!!!!!" you, well what does it look like I did. Jacob looked at you alarmed then saw the wolf and closed his eyes. You, being the panicky person you were grabbed his hand and started running. But, yeah, you were met by another huge wolf.

So you were about to run like a normal person would but Jacob grabbed your wrists and held you through your kicking and screaming.

"Calm down, he's not hurting you."

"Did you just call a freakin animal that could eat me a he! Dammit let me run." You said struggling against his warm hands.

"Come on wannna pet it?" he laughed.

He thought this was funny.

He thought us about to be eaten was…funny?

Whatever he's smoking, he needs to stop.

This. .Funny.

"What is wrong with you?"

"I'm not the one screaming murder." He laughed. Again.

After five, yes FIVE, minutes of you yelling, him laughing, and you kicking, he let you go.

After a few seconds you stopped glaring at him and looked around. "Oh, I forgot about the wolves." You said almost to yourself.

He erupted in laughter which, sadly, was contagious. Soon you two were laughing until the cold air caused you to stop and start coughing.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, just cold."

He walked over and you could tell he was about to wrap his arms around your body, so you dodged and noticed the two animals.

Wow, they were still there. Just sitting, calm yet demanding. Strong yet gentle. Without thinking you took out your camera and took a picture. For the second time that day, without thinking, you took a step forward and petted the giant wolf.

"Wow, you're like a huge dog." You swear, the animal almost laughed. From behind you felt a push on your butt, whipping you around instantly. After the moments of peace you realized you just touched a wolf.

"Ewww, I need to wash my hands." You laughed, with of course Jacob.

"How can you be from New York, and be self conscience about germs?"

"Whatever, come on I'm hungry. You like grilled cheese and tomato?" you said walking backwards out the clearing.

"Sure, let's eat." He smiled; you swear it was, contagious.

And you'll learn to know so was his personality.