(A/N Hello my marshmallows! It's like saying "hello, my peeps!" You get it? Like the Peeps candy? I made that up myself! LOL! Wow, it's been a month! I'm so sorry! I have not yet gone on vacation. I leave Tuesday, July 28th, once my mom gets back from school--she's getting her master's degree in something I can never remember. All I know is that she works with computers for Sprint so we get free cell phones and reduced phone bills!--and we will be gone for roughly a week. So, I'm planning on uploading at least two chappies before I go and two right after I get back. I've been typing them out and editing them. So today I went to a Disney casting call. What, did you think I chose Cammie's love of acting randomly? I love acting! Don't worry, I didn't have an abusive boyfriend like Tim. That part I made up! Ha ha. Thanks to triciakris, ISolemnlySwear54, shaybay55, Gryffindor Gurl2, Kara'Hysteric, and NOelly. You guys get….FROSTED CUPCAKES! You were expecting cookies, weren't you? I just decided to mix things up! Well, I'm pretty sure you're tired of my rambling. I need 6 reviews! Review fast if you want the next chapter before I go to New Orleans! Arigato! ^_^)
Cammie's POV.
I felt myself freeze up. I wasn't expecting that. At all. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a butter knife. Kim's concerned face watched my eyes for a reaction, as did Jacob's.
More than anything, I wanted to run into his arms and stay there forever. The thought that Jacob Black loved me made me extremely, very happy…and extremely, very sad at the same time. Even though that I wanted to run into his arms more I wanted more than anything else, there was also a feeling of doom.
Jacob Black was my best friend. Who loved me. So cliché. Not only that, but I loved him back and I didn't want to ruin our friendship. That was even more cliché. I felt my throat go dry.
"I…" I croaked.
Should I tell him I love him?
Or tell him I don't feel the same way?
This was not good. Not good at all.
"Jake, I--"
Brrrrrrring. The school bell rang.
Without another word, I dashed out of the lunchroom.
"Cammie!" I heard Kim call. I ignored her and swiftly went to my locker and got my supplies for English at a speed that I didn't think that was humanly possible.
It was very ironic. I was a romantic, and the guy I love just confessed to me, but I didn't tell him the same. I was a nice person, yet I was ignoring Kim. I pretty much ran to my next class.
English was my favorite class, next to Drama, but I couldn't concentrate at all. Was Jacob serious? Or was he just saying what he thought would make me happy?
While my teacher, Mr. Torres, droned on and on about something, I put my head on the desk. My phone vibrated in my purse. I dug it out. 1 unread message. I clicked read.
Jacob: We have to talk. You can't avoid me forever.
I flipped out the keypad--thank you, Sprint Rumor--preparing to fire off a text, but my fingers hovered over the keypad. I sighed and dropped the phone back into my purse. I raised my head. Boring McBorington was still droning on and hadn't noticed me at all. Well.
I stared blankly at the chalkboard. Visions of Jake and me together flashed through my mind. Me and him walking and talking at the beach. The whole gang and I hanging out and having fun. Jake splashing me with water at the beach. Me teasing Jake about his "horrible" taste in cars.
Though I loved him, and he said he loved me, basically, did it mean that we were meant for each other? Life is so hard!
The bell rang, and I sighed. I dragged myself out the door, and Jake was there, waiting.
"Cammie, we have our next class together. Talk to me."
I sighed. "What, are you stalking me now?"
"Will you stop it?!" He pleaded.
I looked at him.
"Why? Why are you doing this? I know you love me. You do. So why are you being this way?"
I took a deep breath. I looked down at my feet. Jacob's feet and mine were stepping together in perfect synchronization. I avoided various cracks in the white tiles of the floor.
"Cammie." He looked me in the eyes. I looked into his eyes. I saw hurt. Evident hurt. I didn't want to do that to him.
"Jacob, I…" I sighed. I shook my head and walked off, leaving Jake looking after me.
I was walking--more like running--to my car after school with the gang all trying to get my attention, following after me, but I ignored them all. I heard the sound of tires screeching, and a yellow Porsche stopped in front of us. The window rolled down, and I saw Alice. I grinned.
"Hey, Alice, I--"
"Cammie, get in the car!" she called franticly.
My eyebrows furrowed. "Why? What's wrong?"
She looked to Jacob, who was now behind me. "It's time," she whispered, and the pack took on a look of concern. Jacob looked worried.
"I--what the heck, Alice? What's going on?"
Jacob walked up to me and took my hands in his. "Cammie, please, just go with her."
"I--"
Jacob pulled me into a hug. What the hell?
Jacob opened the car door and pushed me inside, gently.
Alice fastened me in, at a lightning fast pace, and Jacob slammed the door shut. Alice shot off.
I looked at Alice. She was pale. She was cold. She moved very fast.
Oh my God.
My eyes widened in sheer horror. "You're a vampire!" I exclaimed. Did Jacob know? I started screaming.
"Cammie, calm down," she said. She made a sharp turn and I hung onto the handle above the door for support. "Cammie, yes, I'm a vampire, but I'm a good vampire,"
"How can I believe you?"
She rolled her eyes. "Cammie, you've known me for how many months? C'mon, now," she paused.
"So may I ask why you've kidnapped me Ms. Traitor Vampire Girl?"
She rolled her eyes. "I'm not going to lie to you…I had a vision of James…coming for you…"
"James? Vision?"
"I'm psychic. And James is the vampire who tried to kill you."
"You knew about that psycho?!"
"Edward told me."
"How did he know?!"
"He's a mind reader."
I sighed. "Anything else I should know?"
"Jasper can control feelings…and there's much more…but we don't have time for that."
I sighed. This was too unreal. I was dreaming, wasn't I?
I sat in the car while we drove. Why should I freak out? I was only dreaming.
The car halted to an abrupt stop, and my head jerked forward, then went back to the headrest. I looked forward and saw James. Standing. Grinning. My eyes widened.
"Shit! He changed course!" Alice exclaimed, gripping the steering wheel.
"You're gonna have to fight me," he sang sadistically.
Alice took a deep breath. "Cammie." she hugged me. "You are and always will be my best friend."
And before I could say anything, she and James were fighting.
They were moving much too fast. I saw various punches being thrown. I heard some sickly sounding snapping, and heard screams and grunts.
I couldn't stay here. I quietly unlocked the door, and started crawling out on all fours, when James jumped down to my side and grabbed my arm. Alice was across the way.
"You make a move, I break her arm," he threatened.
"What do you want?"
I looked at Alice. She had a look of pain.
Then, their heads shot up and they looked into the distance. I squinted hard and looked to see…
Vampires. Lots and lots of vampires.
"Me? I want Bella."
Who the hell is Bella?!
Alice flinched. "I can't give you Bella…"
"Then I'll bite this girly here."
She flinched again. "I can't let you have Cammie…"
The vampires were approaching. I felt like screaming, but I couldn't. I felt tears falling down my face.
The pack, all in werewolf form, trotted to Alice's side, as well as the rest of the Cullens, and I met the eyes of Jacob.
James licked his lips. "You're outnumbered."
And his teeth sank into my wrist.
