Sorry for the cliffy! Ok I just HAD to write what happens next!

Lizzy POV

I crashed my lips to his.

I'd never kissed anyone before, but it was comforting to know my first kiss belonged to someone who would love me forever, I believed that much of the legends. It was also sad that Jacob never imprinted on Mom, then I could imagine our lives would have been different…

He didn't react at first, which made me chicken out.

I savored the moment for one second longer then dropped from my toes and hung my head low. Crap, I was in for it.

I started to walk in the direction of the door, drowning in my rejection, when I felt his hot hand lock around my wrist from behind. I didn't know what to expect; was he mad? I let a tear escape- one I'd been holding back from earlier-.

I was suddenly turned around and his lips found mine again; I sighed in relief. He wasn't mad or anything. Wow this is like the most gooey and romantic scene in the chick flick Hannah and I saw; minus the pouring rain; but the moment had its' own simplistic, romantic quality to it. Here in the music room, during lunch, I had my first kiss.

The tears I'd been holding back before were now streaming down my face. We didn't break apart –which suited my just fine-. His arms snaked around my waist and mine wrapped around his neck.

My mind randomly wondered what would happen if a teacher just happened to walk in here. I prayed to god I wouldn't be embarrassed like that.

I'd felt things I never had before, and I knew –since it involved imprinting- he'd never hurt me. Wow I was actually happy that he imprinted, instead of me being alone with my feelings and not have him return them.

He broke away, much to my displeasure, and brought me into a hug. He kissed the top of my head and his grip tightened around me.

"Say it again." I whispered.

"What?" He whispered back.

"That you love me."

"I love you…I love you…I love you… I love you…" He whispered repeatedly, kissing the top of my head between phrases. My heart swelled up whenever I heard him say it. I sighed in contentment and let another tear slip. I'd never been so euphoric in my life.

"Lizzy, the pack told me about… you're Dad." I froze.

"Is that a fact?" I answered.

"I don't know f you're over it yet or anything… but I need you to know that if you need someone to talk to, I'm always there for you." He kissed me again, tormenting me.

I never wanted to leave that music room, but alas, the bell rang and Dean and I walked out hand in hand. My cheeks were still inflamed as we walked down the hall, our hands causing stares.

I did something I wanted to do for a long time; I ran my thumb in circles on the back of his hand over and over, savoring ever minuscule touch. The feeling of his lips still lingered on my own.

He released my hand when I got to my class, and he placed a chaste kiss on my lips.

"NO PUBLIC DISPLAYS OF AFFECTION!" The Assistant principal called to us; I thought I heard him growl a bit and kissed me yet again and walked away.

"Ms. Black, I have a note from the office- it says you've got to go immediately." What had I done? Oh lord, had someone caught Dean and I in the music room? Oh no, this is bad…

I walked into the office to see Edward and Aunt Alice there.

"Edward? Aunt Alice? What's going on-"

"We need to talk. Now."

HAHA yet ANOTHER cliffy!