I hope I did Jacob's character justice. As most of you know, I don't like him, so the next couple of months are going to be sort of hard to write... but I'm trying not to let my prejudice slip through. It's difficult.

In response to several reviews-- No, I do not hold chapters hostage. I really hate that. I would have posted today even if I'd recieved no reviews. As it was, that wasn't necessary... (THANK YOU!)... but you see my point? Also- Yes, I am only fifteen.

And blimey, that was the most reviews for one chapter that I've ever recieved. Ever. I mean... wow. 25 is huge. Thank you!

NationalTreasure is now the best friend of my drabbles. Wow, I'm developing quite a family...

Date: 17th January

Character: Jacob Black

Stimulus: Quileute

When I heard the rumbling of Bella's truck this afternoon, I didn't know what to expect. I hadn't really seen her since Forks' prom, last June. I'd heard the news, of course—everyone in La Push knew that the Cullens were gone, and so I guessed she'd probably be pretty down. But I was happy to see her, all the same.

What I hadn't bargained for was this.

She looked half-dead. Broken. He'd destroyed her. That Cullen.

The Quileute tribe had never really been particularly fond of them, but I'd never had any reason to dislike them before.

I hated them, now.