Leah.

Jacob and Seth were taking the night shift leaving you and Byron alone for sleep. You were still embarrassed about the other night and decided to keep your thoughts locked up. It also didn't help that Jacob kept mentally teasing you about it every chance he got. But that's okay, you saw how "butterflies erupted in his stomach and he felt shivers up his spine" (I know corny!) when Blaire touched him.

How cliché.

Byron trudged out the bushed whipping his mouth from eating animal flesh. He caught your eye for a second but you both quickly looked away.

"Don't you just appreciate microwave food now?" Byron laughed talking to you. It was the first time you two have made interaction and you were tempted to ask "Who me?" but decided not to make a fool out of yourself.

"Microwave food, and plumbing! Oh what I'd give for a port a potty!" you fantasized.

"Nah natural is way better. Who needs showers, man scent is sexy enough!" he laughed and you laughed along with him quietly thinking what you found attractive about him. I mean seriously, he said he doesn't like showers!

"Still miss home though." He said seriously. You felt like pioneers outside, but it was easier in wolf form. You just needed to stretch your human legs out once a day.

"At least I don't have to go to work." You said trying to find some good in this.

"Yeah! I have no homework, not like I did it anyway."

You laughed and the two of you continued talking, having your first normal conversation.

Blaire.

Weeks had gone by in a lonely daze. Jacob wasn't letting you see Byron since at school Quil and Embrey were bugging you about how you smelled like werewolf. Fiona got in a huge fight with her parents so she wasn't allowed to leave the house, even for school. Melony was taking personal days with her parents. Translation, they were on vacation for a long time in their new beach house.

It was finally winter break and this would be the first year without your whole family together. Mom was upset about it but there was nothing she could do, apparently while in visiting in Paris she decided she wanted to get a degree in fashion. So she won't be back in the States for a while. Dad was currently on your most hated list so he wouldn't be receiving any love or gifts for Christmas, which was tomorrow. You knew Byron couldn't have gotten you anything since he's been patrolling 24/7 so you took the liberty to wrap and buy your own gifts. You had also wrapped and handed out all of your friend's gifts yesterday.

You had thought over how you could spend time with the closets family you have on Christmas. You had asked Jacob if he could come home and he said no. So you had decided that you were going to camp out in the Range. Just because you were a spoiled rich girl doesn't mean you've never slept outdoors in a car. Walking to the elevator you balanced all the gifts, your tote, and a bag of cookies to your car. After successfully only dropping everything three times you drove toward the Cullens. The forest looked so beautiful to you now. The tree branches were looked white because of the snow and white surrounded every living thing in the forest.

You had now got the hang of getting to the Cullen's so it wasn't hard to find the house, even though it was about 8:00. Pulling up in the driveway you saw Leah emerge from the trees. You weren't BFF's with this chick but she was okay.

"Hey Leah, cookie?" you asked taking out the bag.

"Sure…didn't Jake tell you not to come here anymore?" she asked taking a chocolate chip cookie.

"He did but its Christmas Eve! I want to be with the only family I have."

"Just saying." She said grabbing three more cookies.

"What up sis!" Byron said and you gave him a one armed hug since he was after cookies. Grabbing five he shoved them in his mouth and started talking, causing bits of food to fly all over.

"What the did you just say? I was too busy wiping food of my coat." You sighed in annoyance.

"Whatever." He swallowed.

"Hey Bla-, hey cookies!" Seth said taking a handful.

"Good to see you to." You rolled your eyes. As you looked into the bag you saw twenty cookies had turned into four.

For a while the three of you were sitting outside just talking. It was nice for the others to hear what was going on outside of the supernatural world. You were sitting in between Leah and Byron so thankfully you didn't feel cold next to the human radiators.

"Blaire! What are you doing here?" Jacob yelled.

"Um…passing out cookies." You made a motion toward the bag but realized it was empty since you had eaten the last few.

"You need to go home." He said ready to haul you back in the truck.

"Hey! That's not fair I don't wanna spend Christmas alone!"

"Blaire don't be difficult." He sighed opening the car door.

"Hey! Everybody here has family but me, how come my sister can't stay." Byron defended.

"I don't have family!" Jacob yelled back.

"Please, you have Bella. Frankly you're in heaven right now." Byron rolled his eyes.

"Wait, you like Bella?" You asked. For some reason you never pictured Jacob having a crush on anybody, he was just so…I don't know. But you never saw him as the type, he seemed so serious.

"NO!" he yelled and the pack rolled their eyes.

Just then you noticed a few vampires walk outside and sit on the porch steps looking at the three way battle.

"What!" the three of you said in unison turning around.

"Just watching some entertainment, nothing's on TV." Some huge guy said.

"Let's settle this settle this fairly!" you said.

"I'm the pack leader what I say go's."

"You're not the boss of me."

"But I can control you through force." He smirked.

"I bet if I kick you in the balls I'd be in charge." You retorted.

"Just go home Blaire, I'm serious."

"Yeah well, so am I."

"This really is fun to watch, Emmet." Alice chirped in.

"I'm staying here." You said holding your ground.

I don't want to bore you with the following conversation since it went on like "No you aren't" with me responding "Yes I am". Finally he gave in and you were allowed to stay.

"Soo what should we do now?" Seth asked.

"Let's build a fire!" you said really getting into the camping mood.

"If your cold there's a house about fifteen feet away from us." Leah suggested.

You guys were in a few trees away from the Cullen's house in a tight circle.

"I'll go ask the Cullen's for firewood." You said getting up.

"I'll go too." Jacob added.

The two of you walked side by side in silence and you knocked on the door.

"Done fighting?" Emmett asked.

"Yup, just wondering if we could borrow some firewood."

"If you're cold you're welcome to stay in the household." Edward said waay to proper.

"This Christmas is going to be an outdoorsy theme, more like camping. I have a sleeping bag and everything." You smiled.

Emmet by now was back with the firewood and Jacob had taken it from him. Not wanting an awkward walk you decided to strike up a conversation.

"So, you and Bella." You said randomly. It had been the only thing on your mind since you found out.

Jacob.

"What about her?" you said coldly to Blaire. Everybody already knew about you and Bella's background. You didn't need another person to know about your embarrassing past.

"Calm down I was just asking." She said walking ahead of you. You groaned in frustration seriously doubting Blaire was your imprint. She was too difficult.

You set the wood down and Blaire lit it with her match providing heat for her. Later you guys told Christmas stories and Seth and Blaire had fun dancing randomly to Blaire's iPhone. Everybody was now asleep in wolf form and you had your eyes closed, but you weren't asleep.

Opening one eye you looked up and saw Blaire sitting up looking down on something with her phone. You trudged over there and pushed her lightly with your nose.

"You awake too?" she asked.

In response you pushed her again.

"This is so weird, talking to a dog." She laughed.

You walked into the bushes and threw some clothes on. Walking back out you sat next to her and saw she had been sketching.

"I forgot you draw."

"Yeah, I think I got it from my mom. She sketches designs and clothes."

"She let you and Byron leave?"

"No, she's in Paris. Never in a million years would she have let us leave the nest early."

"Mine's the same, well was."

"Was?" she asked.

"She's dead."

You didn't really care. Well, it wasn't that you didn't care it was just that you didn't know her well enough to be unhappy for the rest of your life.

"I'm sorry." Blaire whispered.

"It's fine."

There was a silence over the two of you, but it was comfortable.

"Listen earlier about Bell-"

"I used to love her." You sighed admitting it before she apologized.

"Start from the beginning and tell me everything." She said now sitting in front of you. You started from the beginning and spilled. To your surprise she didn't interrupt she just nodded at the right times and listened intently.

"Wow, and I thought 500 Days of Summer had a bad ending." She laughed trying to lighten the mood.

"My turn." She sighed and you quickly objected.

"You don't have to, I shared because I wanted to just because I sha-"

"I wanna share, so shut up and let me." She smiled.

"It was junior year. I was going out with this the 'it' boy. He was the best. Nice, funny, polite, and caring. To me anyway. We had been friends since the end of sophomore year and started going out the beginning of junior year. It was our seven month anniversary and we were kinda making out in my room making out. We got carried away and…well you know. The next day he was talking to some friends and he said we did 'it'. He had bragged about it and for the rest of the year I had been marked as a slut. The whole entire school knew I lost id and I felt betrayed, hurt, sad and pissed. Of course we ended that relationship after that happened." She sighed.

You felt pain and sympathy for Blaire. She had made a mistake and the whole school had known about it. You wanted to beat this "It" guy to a pulp for handling and treating Blaire that way. You leaned over and pulled her into a hug which she gladly embraced back.

For a while the two of you stayed like that, arms wrapped around each other. You felt comfortable and content and you could tell she felt the same way.