A/N: Okay, sorry about the massive delay. But you're just going to have to deal with it. The author of this story (Lacey AKA. Me) really does have the attention span of a three-year-old. Plus, I've been really sick. So I'll update when I can. Once again, lo siento.

And, just in case I haven't mentioned this, I don't own Twilight. But you already knew that, didn't you? =)

So, here we were. The four of us, (four of us since Nessie had come in and fallen asleep in Jacob's lap.) sitting on two couches, in the "Snow White" house. And Seth and Jake had just told me the mother-load of all secrets. Freakishly enough, I believed them. How could I not? Seeing as how I had just turned in to a gigantic wolf, not three days ago.

"So, what do you think?" Seth asked me cautiously.

"Makes more sense than my 'drug dealers' theory." I stated, a little sheepishly.

"Ha ha," Jacob and that booming laugh, "you thought they were drug lords?"

"Dealers." I corrected, "What else was I supposed to think? I didn't know what that smell was."

"Well, yeah." Seth finished a little lamely.

"So, that's what's happening to Sarah? She's turning in to one of them?" I asked.

"Well, yeah." Jacob chose the same words as Seth. Weird.

"And, just because I killed that one lady-vamp, it doesn't matter. This will still happen to other people?" It was more of a statement then a question.

"Well, yeah." Seth said it this time.

"Okay, say that one more time and I will rip your freakin' face off!" I half yelled as my hands started shaking like crazy and I jumped up off of the couch. Wow, my temper was definitely betraying me today.

"Woah, woah, woah! Calm down!" Seth was seven ticks past way too chipper. He grabbed my hands and pulled me gently down on to the couch. In seconds my anger had vanished.

"That was… trippy." I said, a little disappointed in myself.

"No," Jacob said, soothingly, "that was normal. Sort of."

"What do you mean?" I asked, feeling a little miffed that I didn't already know what he was going to say.

"Most of us phased when we got that mad." Jacob explained.

"Maybe it's because I'm more 'white chick' than you?" What, you got a better word for it?

"Ha ha. Well, nice choice of phrasing, but I'm not sure if that has anything to do with it." Jacob laughed.

"Well, whatever it is, I'm glad. The first time sucked enough. I don't want to deal with that wolfy crap any more." I sighed.

"Well, you know-" Seth started but Jacob cut him off. Then they started joking around; The next time I looked out of the window it was dark.

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I awoke in Seth's arms. Jake and Ren… Rennes… um, Nessie had apparently left at some point earlier this morning. I struggled out of Seth's huge grasp. I looked around until I found a television hidden in a fashionable media-cupboard. Hmm, whoever decorated this house had extremely good taste.

I didn't even bother chastising my mind for wandering that time. It was early. I turned on the T.V. and flipped until I found my favorite station: the Weather Channel.

"Wow, noon. I guess it's not that early." I mumbled to myself.

"What?" A drowsy sounding Seth said from behind me.

"Oh, just checking the weather. Rain." It was easy to hear the annoyance in my voice.

"You don't like rain?" He asked, sounding more than a little amused by this.

"It's like sky drool. And if anyone else tried to drool on me, heads would roll."

"Um… then you might not want to check your hair." Seth said, laughing at the end.

"Wait, what?!" And. Yep, as I ran my hand through my turly locks I felt the crusty spit.

"Aww! Gross!" But I still wasn't that angry; I couldn't stop laughing. But then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw something move.

Without tipping off Seth I looked over to the window.

Worst. Cliffie. Ever.

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