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It would be easy. All I had to do was turn my head: Bella

The movie was actually really good. It didn't have any lubby-dubby scenes, and that was just fine with me. When the movie ended, Jacob suggested that we go ahead and hurry up home, though I don't know why.

As we were nearing the Blacks' house, we passed a cliff that opened up to a magnificent view of the Pacific Ocean. I was used to looking at the ocean when I passed it going to and from Jake's house, and out of habit; I looked to my left just in time to see a teenage boy about Jacob's age jump off of the cliff into the dark, rough ocean below. What was even stranger was that the other boys that were standing there, presumably the boy's friends, didn't do anything but watch!

"Oh my god!" I screamed as I slammed on the brakes.

"Jesus, Bella! What's the matter?!" Jacob's face was filled with panic.

"Did you not just see that kid jump off the cliff?!" I was pretty much having hysterics by now. "His friends aren't doing anything but standing there and talking!" I said as I was getting out of the truck to run over there and see what their problems were. But I hadn't ran five feet when Jacob was around the truck and had his hands around my waist.

"Bella! Bella wait. It's fine." I'd heard what he said without really hearing what he had said.

"What are you talking about Jacob, that kid just jumped off a cliff!" And at that Jacob just started laughing. "How could you? And all this time I thought I knew you! You're nothing but—"

"Bella? Will you give me a second to explain?" Jacob's voice was husky yet gentle.

"Explain what?! There is nothing to explain" My hysterics were slowly dying down. If something was really wrong, Jacob would have been freaking out just like I was. Jacob looked angry and stiff, but it seemed like it was about something else, not the fact that somebody had jumped off of a cliff.

"Bella, that guy who jumped off the cliff? He's perfectly fine. People do it all the time. It's for recreation. Look, you see that person walking there? That's him. He's okay." Jacob was still holding me around the waist. To my surprise, it felt kind of nice.

"Oh..haha…I knew that." I was so embarrassed. I didn't know what to say.

"Sure, sure." Jacob gently turned me around so that we were facing each other. Was it just me, or was he holding me closer than was necessary? Even if he was, I wasn't going to pull away from him. This embrace was kind of nice.

"See? Anyways, I think we should go." A hostile look was creeping back into his eyes as he stared at one of the boys in particular, the tallest and oldest looking one. He seemed to be in control of the entire situation. The one in charge. I looked back up at Jacob, who just looked on at the boys in disgust.

"Why are you so eager to leave?"

Jacob took what felt like an eternity before answering my question.

"These guys just aren't the type of crowd I want you to be around."

I didn't know why he was so adamant about not liking this group of seemingly innocent boys. They seemed like they were innocent, and I didn't get the feeling that they were up to no good. However, I didn't press the matter.

When Jacob got out of the car, he hesitated, and then said, "Do you have to go now? It's only 8:15. Plus it's a Friday night."

I thought for a second. Charlie wouldn't mind if I stayed an hour or two longer, surely not once he found out that I was hanging out with Jacob.

"Sure, but let me call Charlie just to make sure. You can get back in the truck while I ask, if you want." Sure enough, Jacob got back into the truck, (which was a little too short for him, since his head almost brushed the ceiling.

I talked to Charlie about it for a couple of minutes, and surely enough, he said yes. Surprise, surprise.

But one question was still floating around in my head, as it had been for a few minutes now. The curiosity was eating me to a point where I didn't think I could stand it anymore. I finally gave in to my curiosity and worked up the courage to ask him.

I asked him about it,about why he didn't like those boys over by the cliff and slowly he started to explain why. He explained that the leader, Sam Uley had been sort of brainwashing these boys. They hadn't been up to anything suspicious; at least, it hadn't been proved. And that it had him scared, this sort of gang thing going on. It had a few of the boys in La Push acting funny, and when he tried to tell the council of the reservation about it, they just brushed his warnings off, saying that Sam was a good kid and would never do anything of the sort. And now, Jacob's friend, Embry, had been hanging out with them lately and had changed.

"Oh, Jake! I'm so sorry! I had no idea!" I gathered Jake, or as much of him as I could fit my arms around, into a hug. I didn't know that something had been bothering him. He had never even let on that something was bothering him. "Why didn't you tell me?" I didn't want him to think that he couldn't share these kinds of things with me

"Well, I never really thought it was that important," Jake said with a shrug.

At that moment, everything just felt…right. Holding Jake, even though I was getting a little hot here in his arms, was perfect. It felt natural. Like it was meant to be. And then I realized that, it was meant to be. We were meant to be. If there had been no such things as vampires, we would have been together. I could feel it. We were made for each other. This thought came into my mind painfully, but come into my head it did nonetheless. And even though we had only been hanging out for a few months, I loved Jake. Whether I loved him as a friend or if it was more, I couldn't tell. But I loved the carefree teenage boy I was holding either way.

And then I thought about the responsible man that had left me, and my love for Jacob was dwarfed by it. And it felt wrong to be in a pair of warm arms with russet skin rather than ice cold, hard arms that were and alabaster pale color. And even though he had left me, for whatever the reason, I was still in love with him.

And that was the difference between what I felt for Jacob and Edward. I loved Jacob, but I wasn't in love with him. A rather in-original line, I know, but that was the case. But Edward, I was in love with. I loved him uncondtionally and irrevocably, and nothing could or would ever change that.

Unfortunately enough, vampires are real, and so, me and Jacob would never work out. And I knew Jacob wanted it. Heck, I wanted it. But I just wasn't sure.

Making a relationship out of this would be easy. All I would have to do is turn my head and let our lips touch. And then another realization hit me. I wanted it. I wanted our lips to touch, to feel Jacob's warm arms embrace me. I wanted to have a kiss where I didn't have to be careful. I wanted to be able to explore Jacob's mouth. And I wanted to show Jacob that I loved him, even if I wouldn't be able to love him to my full ability.

I decided that if I was going to do something, I needed to do it fast, before I lost my resolve.

So, I easily turned my head, and our lips met. I could feel surprise take over his features, and then happiness. It was different being kissed by warm lips, in comparison to the cold, hard ones I was used to.

As the minutes went by, the passion in the kiss grew and grew. Surprise painted his features for a second, and then he kissed me back. I was eager to see what it was like to kiss somebody without reserve, so I ran my tongue over his lips and he let me in without hesitation. I explored ever inch of his warm mouth, while he did the same. I tangled my hands in his long hair, not wanting the kiss to end, but knowing that it had to eventually, because we were human and we had to breath. It wasn't until we were both dying for breath that we had to pull apart. When our lips separated, we put our foreheads together, not wanting to pull away any farther than was necessary. Neither of us said a word, and the heat in the air couldn't be explained in words. As our breathing and heartbeats slowed down, the silence in my truck became deafening.

"Wow," is all that Jacob said.

Wow: Jacob

She was holding me, and all I could think about was how much I loved her. And in that moment she turned her head and touched her lips to mine. Shock ran through my body for a split second as I realized exactly what was happening. She was kissing me. Me!

Before she could pull away, I quickly began kissing her back, because who knew when or even if this would happen again. When she ran her tongue across my bottom lip, just asking for entrance, I let her in without hesitation. I wrapped one arm around her, holding her as close and tight as I could without hurting her, and I cupped her face with the other. The kiss was slow, but still almost painfully intense, but all together, it was perfect.

I'll admit it, I had imagined this moment a million times in my head, but I never thought that it would happen. She was just too broken for something like that to happen. I didn't think she would ever heal completely, but I was trying my hardest to change that. And I could see that I was helping her. Every day, I could see that she was getting more and more rest at night. All the weight she had lost was slowly coming back, and the circles under her eyes were going away little by little. She was healing right before my eyes.

But still, as much progress as she had made, she still didn't look, much less act, like she was ready for another relationship. But that kiss…that kiss…it totally contradicted everything I had observed about her.

I still couldn't believe that she had picked me. Me of all people.

This situation was just getting more and more awkward. One of us had to say something, or I felt like I was going to explode.

"Wow," I repeated, "That was…ha." I really didn't know what else to say. Being speechless was something that didn't happen to me very often, so I didn't know what to do.

"We should probably get to your house. It's getting pretty dark," Bella said. I looked up at the darkening sky, and nodded my head in agreement.

She didn't look like she was in a state to be driving, so I offered to drive as we reluctantly pulled our foreheads apart.

"You want me to drive?"

She thought for a minute, her breath returning to its natural rhythm, and nodded while saying, "Yeah. You should probably drive," with a chuckle. God, she's cute.

She opened the door and walked around the front of the truck and crawled clumsily into the passenger side while I scooted into the driver's side. Her cheeks were flushed a deep mahogany color, but even so, I found her completely adorable.

When the door finally shut I put the truck in gear, since it had been running the entire time, and hit the gas. We had been driving for a couple of minutes when the engine started to whine and we started to decelerate.

Of course, the gas. This truck was a gas guzzler as it is, but it had been just sitting here running for at least fifteen minutes, and with the A/C on, the gas had just been drained.

Bella looked alarmed. She really did, love this old truck, didn't she?

"What's happening?" she asked, a little bit panicked.

"You're running out of gas. Ergh…We're gonna have quite the hike." It was at least a twenty minute drive, no telling how long of a walk it would be.

"Oh great," she said sarcastically. "This is gonna be fun."

"What, you don't want to walk home with me?" I said with a grin on my face as I reached my hand out to her, hoping to God that she would take it.

She took my hand with a smile on her face.

Ahh. Don't you just love kissing scenes? Especially the ones between Bella and Jacob?
Ya ya.

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