A/N: So here is the next installment in the story! Thank you for the reviews! I never imagined getting so many hits the first day of it being up. And a special thank you to Sleepyheather for their constructive review! I split up the paragraphs a little more this time, hope its easier to read! OK, well, enjoy!

Chapter 2- Introduction

As I sat in the passenger's seat of Jacob's Rabbit, we chatted about life on the "res" as he called it, along with a little more car talk, and listened to the radio. We parked at the edge of the beach, and made our way over to the circle of teenagers, some lounging on logs, others setting up the bonfire for later, when it was dark. As we approached the group, Jacob cleared his throat,

"Hey guys, this is Rose, she's new to town, so be gentle" he said, a grin on his face.

"Hi everyone" I said, waving, a big smile alighting my features. I noticed they were all huge, and none of the guys were wearing shirts. I thought it was odd, but it was summer, so I shrugged it off.

"So Rose, this is Quil, Claire, Embry, Kim, Seth, Leah, and Paul" Jacob said. I politely smiled at each person, looking at their faces intently so wouldn't mess up their names later. When I reached Paul though, I froze as soon as I looked in his eyes. It was like the world was melting away, leaving only him. I shook my head in confusion, but my gaze inexplicably turned back to his chocolate eyes. I noticed shock, confusion, then recognition, and then, was it, love in his fierce gaze? At once his gaze turned protective, and almost, angry. The others stared at us, recognition dawning on their faces.

"Hi, Paul" I said, heat rushing to my face. Why am I blushing? I asked myself. I've never let a boy make me blush before. Well, he's not really a boy is he? Paul looked like he could pass for twenty-one easily, but there was a youthfulness in his eyes, his beautiful, deep brown eyes that led me to believe he was only eighteen or so. I broke his gaze, looking at the ground bashfully, which was very unlike me. I quickly walked over to the nearest log, and sat down, my gaze never leaving the ground. I immediately felt a warm, scratch that, hot presence on my left. It was Paul, sitting next to me, staring at me as if I was the only thing in the world that mattered. The funny thing was, that was exactly how I felt. All I could think about was Paul, how I wanted to stay at his side forever. My gaze shifted slightly down, and I noticed his perfect, full lips. Lips that you just wanted to kiss forever. Wait, what was I thinking? I had just met the guy. This was ridiculous. I immediately got up and walked over to where Jacob, Quil, and Embry were starting a game of ultimate Frisbee by firelight, and joined them, trying to shake off all thoughts of the beautiful boy I had just met.

I spent the rest of the night avoiding Paul, and I noticed he just kind of stared at me, sitting on the log by himself. At one point, when Jacob had thought it funny to pick up my 5 foot 7 frame and toss me over his shoulder like a fireman, Paul jumped up, shaking furiously like he was having a seizure or something. He then ran off into the woods by himself, which was strange to begin with, but got stranger when the rest of the group acted like nothing had happened. When I asked Jake about Paul, he just shrugged.

"He has some anger issues, he goes running in the woods to blow off steam when he gets pissed about something. If he's not back in ten minutes someone will go check on him." He then turned back to Seth, who had joined our little Frisbee circle, and flicked the disc to him with a short wrist movement. I wasn't satisfied with Jake's answer, but I decided I would need to ask Paul myself. This made me slightly uncomfortable, seeing as I had been avoiding him all night. It wasn't that I wasn't attracted to him, quite the opposite. It was the immense amount of attraction, along with several other very strong emotions and urges that I felt when I was around him that kept me away. Its not like I've never had a boyfriend before, I've certainly had my fair share, but I had never felt this way about a boy before. I felt like if I didn't have Paul in my life, I would die without him. Needless to say, this scared me shitless. Once I saw the expression on Paul's face once he returned from his little run, however, I knew I had to talk to him. His gaze burned with such intensity, I knew it was because of me that he had gotten so angry, even though I didn't have a clue as to why. As soon as he sat back down on his log, I abandoned the game of Frisbee and cautiously walked over to him.

"What did I do?" I asked him quietly, standing in front of him, a slightly hurt expression crossing my features. The expression on his face went from surprised, to angry again, to astonished. He leapt up, pulling me into his warm embrace.

"No Rose, I could never be mad at you, it was Jake, he was holding you, touching you…" I could feel his body start to shake, and I immediately stepped back, and slapped him across the face.

"How dare you get mad at Jacob!" I exclaimed softly, not wanting to alert the others to what was going on. "He has been nothing but civil to me the entire night" Maintaining a serious tone was incredibly difficult when all I really wanted to do was jump back into his warm arms and stay there. Paul calmed down, and with a sheepish smile asked me if I would like to go for a walk in the woods with him. I stopped in mid-thought, completely caught off guard by his sudden calmness. I couldn't muster anything to say in reply, so I simply took the hand he offered and followed him into the forest.

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