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So, I know it's been a while, but I promise I'll start doing this more often. I've been getting a lot of reviews for other stories, asking me to continue. But, right now, this story is my main priority. I have 16 chapters so far. And right now I'm sure you're thinking "Well then, POST THEM!" That's not how it works. When I get reviews, I post; that simple.

Anywhoser, I'd like to dediate this chapter and many more to the following really, really awesome people who have been reviewing and making me feel really pompus for the pastcouple of days. Regencygirl13, Taylorlautnerfan514, and most importantly, xxKenzieCheerxx for some really kick-ass reviews. I'd also like to thank Vicki and Rachel for kicking my butt and getting me to keep writing, well now that I've annoyed the crap out of you with this boring A/N, here it is!

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Jacob

I knew Renesmee probably wouldn't call me, but it was worth a shot. Besides, I would see her tomorrow at school. If there was one thing I wish I could change about Renesmee it would definitely be that she never started dating that retarded boyfriend of hers.

He was not only a total dork, but he was also probably the biggest pervert on the face of the planet. Bryan Newton, that's his name. He's the captain of the swim team, yeah big freaking' deal. I'm the captain of the football team. Doesn't get any better than that!

I was pissed off and I had no idea why. What did this Renesmee have that was so different from any other girl I've ever dated?

A personality.

I scolded the voice in my head and pulled up to Seth's house on my motorcycle. I could see Seth's van, Paul's beat up Honda Civic and Quil's ol' truck so I knew Embry and Jared would be showing up soon enough.

I turned off my bike and set the kickstand, taking the keys with me. I pounded on Seth's front door before he answered. Yesterday was not a good day to visit especially after seeing Renesmee so I decided now was a good time to make up for a lost visit.

"Hey asshole." Seth snickered. I rolled my eyes and pushed past Seth into the living room. Embry -to my surprise- was already there, he probably hitched a ride from Quil. Paul and Quil were playing Madden on Seth's x-box and Embry was passed out on the sofa.

"He's out man. Practice really kicked his ass today." Seth sighed. Seth's place was usually where we all hung out. Seth lived all by himself in this tiny-ass house, but it was better than hanging out with our rents around.

"He's just tired 'cause he was waiting all night for me and his mom to finish." Paul snickered, totally focused on the video game. Embry "magically" woke up and chucked a pillow at Paul's big head. Paul dropped his remote and Quil cheered as Paul's player missed the catch and it was game over.

"Screw you man!" Paul screeched. "I was so damn close!" He whined.

"Don't disrespect my mother like that." Embry retorted and Paul rolled his eyes.

"Here comes the 'responsibility' speech." Paul mocked Embry's "smart" voice and we all groaned.

"It's true! You guys need to be more responsible about what you say!" Every time we said something "inappropriate" Embry gave us a long speech about "responsibility" and "respect".

"Shut up prude." Jared snickered from the front door. We all chuckled and Embry rolled his eyes.

"I'm going back to sleep." Embry grumbled.

"Good." Jared snapped. We all laughed -except Mr. Embry Call the Prude Jr. - and Jared and I pounded fists.

"Dude, you smell like cigarettes." Seth complained.

"I thought you were gonna quit." Paul mumbled, watching the TV screen. Jared just rolled his eyes.

"Yeah I know okay, it's hard." Jared shrugged.

"With the patch?" Seth accused.

"So I quit the patch, big deal." Jared shrugged again. We all groaned. It was so annoying having Jared smoking everywhere we went. He's already tried to quit… eleven times.

"Dude, gimmie the pack." Seth held his hand out and Jared shook his head. "Jared." Seth warned. Jared sighed and handed Seth three packs of cigarettes from his back pocket.

"There's pizza coming, anyone want soda?" Seth rolled his eyes as he shoved the pack of cigarettes into the garbage can. Everyone except Embry who was snoring loudly on the couch raised their hands.

"Jacob, what's with the long face?" Jared commented.

"Nothing, just having girl trouble." I sighed.

"Jacob Black… girl trouble?" Jared shouted.

"Shut up, this girl really matters… even though I'm pretty sure she hates me." I sighed.

"I doubt that." Jared laughed, catching a soda as Seth threw it at him. I caught mine and Jared shook his head again, "Who is it?" Jared asked, taking a huge swig of his soda.

"Renesmee Cullen." I mumbled. Jared spit out his swig and choked.

"Damn it!" Seth complained as he was soaked in Jared's backwash.

"Renesmee Cullen?" Jared repeated.

"Yeah, so?" I shrugged.

"She's dating Bryan Newton!" Jared shouted.

"So? Andrea Clemons was dating Harold Michaels on the swim team but I still got her to put out." I countered. Jared shook his head and wiped the soda from his chin.

"That's not the point. She's been with that clown for a while now. They've been friends since the ninth grade." Jared shook his head again as if he was remembering something.

"It doesn't even matter. She hates me anyway." I whined. Jared laughed at my expression.

"I doubt she hates you. Where did this even come from? Yesterday you were girl-free." Jared took another sip from his soda and he held back a laugh when Seth came back in with a towel around his waist and one around his head.

"I'm going to take a shower because I smell like coke and monkey spit." Seth snapped.

"No problem Liberace." Jared winked. Seth stuck his tongue out and trudged up the stairs. Embry woke up and looked up, getting a very ugly view of what was hanging underneath Seth's towel since the sofa he was sleeping on was shoved against the staircase.

"Gross!" Embry wailed.

"Don't look if you don't want to see it!" Seth snapped. Jared rolled his eyes and looked back at me.

"You know that sandwich place by Forks road?" I explained. Jared nodded and I sighed "Renesmee works there and I stopped to get something to eat yesterday. I gave her my number but I doubt she'll call me." Jared nodded to himself and then looked to face me.

"So what are you going to do?" Jared asked.

"I don't know. I really don't know. I like her, but she's with Bryan, besides, he thinks I'm some kind of sex addict." I took a sip of my soda and Paul and Quil began arguing over who won the last match.

"I say go for it. What's the worse that could happen?" Jared shrugged. I guess in a kind-of weird way, the guys and I were like brothers. We could all trust each other and it was comforting to know. We all knew each other since we were in diapers. Embry being the oldest by a week; then Quil, Seth, Jared, Me, and Paul.

"Okay." I shrugged. What was I supposed to say? I glanced down on the clock on my cell phone and sighed. "I'm going to go. I'm tired and sweaty." I decided maybe skipping out on pizza was probably a good idea anyway.

"Alright, I'll let Seth know you said goodbye." Jared patted my back and I gave him a thumb's up before making my way out and to my bike. I slid on and sped my way out onto the open road.

My cell phone was ringing in my pocket but I didn't have very good reception going eighty-seven on my bike so I ignored it and continued along the rocky back road that led me home. My bike was moving slower than usual and when I looked down I saw the reason why: no gas. I pulled into the seven-eleven off the shoulder of the road and sighed as I watched the gas price climb and climb until I had to pay thirty-five dollars to fill up my tank.

I waited patiently for the tank to fill up before shaking the nozzle and putting it back in it's spot. I decided to check my phone and found I had one new voicemail.

"Jacob, it's your father. I bought you a phone and pay for it every month so that I can get a hold of you, not so that you can ignore my calls. I need to talk to you. Call me back. Bye."

Shit.

I was almost always in trouble with my dad. I was the wrong son in the wrong family. Rich, proper, grammatically correct, clean-cut dad and a rebellious, trouble-making, scruffy son. My mom died I don't know how many years ago and my sisters' live in California. So, it's just me and my dad. I sighed and scrolled through my phone book to call my dad back.

"Jacob Black, where the hell have you been? Did you forget you have a home?" Billy bitched.

"Of course not, how could I forget my ever-loving father back at home?" I snapped sarcastically.

"Get your ass home. Now." Billy ordered.

"Fine." I hung up and straddled my bike, kicking it to life and went off down the road to La Push. The best part of my life was away from home. With my friends. At school. Even on the field, getting my ass handed to me by Coach Hussmann during football practice. I hated my life at home. I was stuck with my shit-faced dad and his cruel requirements.

The road was dark and quiet on my way home and I closed my eyes for a second, just to feel the rush of the air over my eyelids and felt myself being thrust forward by an outside force. Glass shattered everywhere, against my skin like cold blades of grass scraping my skin and across my face. I tumbled off my bike and into shrubbery, my bike flying on top of me, knocking the wind out of me. I heard tires screech and then the acceleration of the hit-and-run driver speeding away.

I looked up and then closed my eyes; this is what I get for leaving my helmet at home.


A/N: Hell yeah I left you hanging with a good ol' fashioned cliff hanger!

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