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Longest chapter so far! Yay! Thanks to everyone who read, subscribed, favorited, and reviewed. Again, I compressed the parts from Twilight (for example, Bella's Edward thoughts) because everyone's already read those. If you haven't then um maybe you should just go. Unless you're going to review positively then kick back and stick around for a while. (:

JPoV

Before, I could compete with Mike and even Edward. Now, Eric and Tyler were getting involved. Winning over Bella was just getting crowded.

If I had to be frank, I'd say Edward was hardly far ahead of me. In what he lacked, I made up for and vice versa. I was younger, but he was distant. I was always there, but he was smarter. I made Bella laugh, but he made her think.

But while I was being friend-zoned, he would never ever be.

They were in a fight right now because he couldn't tell her the truth. Neither tried to make amends because one, they were both hopelessly stubborn, and two, if they made amends, they wouldn't know what to expect afterwards. Ignoring each other failed hopelessly, and being friends didn't seem to be what either really wanted. So, for my uncle, it had to be go big or go home.

I favored the latter. Bella and I obviously liked each other and looked forward to seeing each other every day. I don't understand how she would ever want complicated over something simple and real.

Maybe she was waiting for a formal invitation. I planned on asking her to ask me to the girl's choice dance, but I couldn't find a way without being pushy. Mike had asked her, and he claimed that she was going away. That didn't deter Eric though so he was turned down too. She might ask me if I asked her to. It was more probable than her going with one of them.

Now Tyler was spreading the word that he was asking her. I rolled my eyes. I'm sure almost hitting her with a van is a huge turn-on.

I was walking with Alice and Jasper. We had stopped in the cafeteria so Alice could order her Prom tickets. She always went, and every time, Esme photographed her and Jasper like it was their only one. My grandmother's excitement would probably make Bella blush.

I wanted to ask her out so much, but I was a freshman. I made her happy, but so could a lot of guys. Like Edward. She'd want to go with him if he would ever ask.

Someone honked from across the lot. Edward's Volvo was blocking Bella from backing out. Why was he being so rude? The way to a girl's heart is not through her last nerve.

Tyler was talking to Bella, probably using this opportunity to ask her out. From her annoyed face, I could tell it wasn't going well. I ran over to her truck as Tyler was walking away, defeated.

"He, Bella. I'm sorry my brother's being a jerk."

"Can you just tell him to move," she snapped. I raised my eyebrows, surprised by her tone.

"Uh, yeah. Listen, do you ever wanna go somewhere or hang out with me sometime," I stuttered like a nervous wreck.

She looked surprised that I asked her. I couldn't believe that she never saw this coming. Bella stammered, "Uh, sure. That, that'd be fun." I smiled.

"Great. I'll call you sometime," I said, "Now I should probably make my brother leave." We laughed awkwardly. I left and ran to the Volvo. Aunt Alice was smiling at me. Weird, I thought she'd always been on Edward's side. Speaking of him, his jaw was clenched. He was almost as angry as Tyler who I could see in the rearview. He was in utter disbelief. I had to admit this was pretty unheard of for a freshman.

When we got home, Alice made a point of telling everyone in the house that I had asked Bella out. I reveled in the congratulations from my family. Edward sat there, not saying a word.

"So are you taking her to the dance, Jake?" Alice asked.

"No, she's going away that weekend. Plus, she's not really the school dance type," I said.

Alice snorted, "Hard to imagine she'll make it anywhere in that rust-bucket of hers." I laughed at the very true joke. Edward smiled, but not in a humorous way, more in an idea way.

My mom couldn't have been more elated. She talked about ideas for the date, for future dates. Esme had to rein her in before I died of embarrassment. Note to self, do not bring Bella home.

I officially hate my uncle.

He is a redhead jerk, and I hate him. What happened to bro's before hoes?

"Don't call her that," Edward said from the front seat. I glared at the back of his bronze head. It's just an expression, tightwad.

"I didn't do anything wrong. You haven't even gone out with her. She wasn't exclusive."

"Still, she was mine. You should've gotten that." Edward had asked Bella out, to go to Seattle.

"She can't belong to you. That's barbaric."

"So is stealing."

"I can't steal what you don't have," he said. I groaned. He was acting so superior. I kicked the driver's seat hard, but of course it didn't move him.

"Random acts of violence won't help, Jacob," he scolded. I'm not a little kid, Edward. You're just old.

"True, but you're still a kid. A stretched out kid, at that," he laughed. Nothing about this was funny.

"My mom is going to be so pissed at you."

Edward grit his teeth together. "I'm not afraid of Rosalie."

"Uh-huh, right." One time when I was a little kid, Edward was watching me and I stumbled into the lake in front of our old house. Mom came home at the moment I hit the water. While I was drying off, I witnessed my mother go ballistic on him. Imagine my shock. I loved her, but that never made me want to cross her. If human, Edward would have been sobbing.

Edward snorted in disagreement. I bet he thought he was tagging along on all of Bella and my outings now. At least he would be hunting this weekend with my dad. I only had Mike to compete with at First Beach.

"Jacob, you can't go there," Edward said.

I scoffed. "You can't keep me away from her. Now that's childish."

"It's not that. We're not allowed in La Push," he said. What was he talking about? They can't keep certain people out of places. It's the twenty-first century.

"He's right, Jacob," Alice said.

"Why wouldn't I be allowed? Is it like a private beach or something?" I asked.

"It's a long story. I'll tell it when we get home," he said.

That's when I first heard about the werewolf pack. Edward called them shape-shifters though since they don't require a full moon. He also told me there are real werewolves somewhere although they're near extinction. Glad I hadn't grown up with that knowledge. I would have never slept soundly.

"Are there still wolves around? Like in the woods?" I asked, looking out the window. Maybe I could see one if I went hiking.

"We think the gene died out. We haven't run into any, but that is why we have separate turfs," Jasper said.

"Do their descendants know we live here now?" I asked.

"Yes," Mom said, "But they don't know about you. The treaty only applies to vampires."

"So I can go?"

"No," she said, "We don't want them to find out about you. They might try to take you away."

"And how will they take me away from seven vampires?" I asked skeptically.

"We would leave before they could physically, of course, but the truth would be out. If they learn about you, they might ask questions, questions we might not have all the answers for."

"I still don't get why I can't go. I don't look like a Cullen. They'll never know," I said

"Someone might say your name or something though. It doesn't take a lot to let out a secret. Plus, if you ran into one of them, they would smell our scent on you," Edward said.

"It's not fair."

"I'm sorry, Jacob," my mom said. She sounded really sad. It was because if she wasn't my mom, I could go. When I couldn't do stuff because of the secret, it made her really unhappy. And now I felt guilty.

"It's fine, I guess. There'll be other times. I'm going to call Bella and tell her I don't need the ride," I said. I walked away from my family and pulled out my cellphone.

Bella's POV

This beach day was not turning out well. Aside from Mike's clinginess and Lauren's rudeness, the sky was gray. The highlight was hanging out with a fourteen year old Seth Clearwater.

When I got back from the tide pools, the locals had come to socialize with our group. As soon as he spotted me, his face lit up, and he ran over to where I was sitting next to Angela. Out of the corner of my eye, Lauren snickered.

"Bella Swan? Do you remember me?" he asked. Truthfully, no, but I appreciated that he didn't say my full name. I looked at his face. I guesstimated fourteen. He was taller than most fourteen-year-olds, but his childish face and pimply forehead gave him away. Where there wasn't acne, his skin was a silky russet. He had black hair down to his chin. His eyes were black, but not as dark as Edward's sometimes were. His best feature was his smile. His white teeth shone against his dark skin. Overall, a nice face.

"No, sorry," I said.

"It's cool. We haven't seen each other since I was nine. You would probably remember my sister, Leah, better. Seth Clearwater."

I recognized the name. Harry Clearwater was one of Charlie's best friends. When I visited, they would fish or watch sports and he would try to get us to hang out. Leah would try to be polite, but I was painfully shy and intimidated by her. I remembered Leah was older, prettier, and far less awkward than I. I remembered Seth fondly though. He had been the goofy little brother who would wear his underwear on his head but was cute enough to make people smile.

"Seth! I do remember you. Is Leah here?" I said.

Seth pointed to her. She was still beautfiul. "That's her boyfriend, Sam," he said with a glare to an older boy or man, I guess. His arm was around Leah. The man flicked his eyes towards Seth and nodded.

"Oh, good, Bella, you're not too lonely. Too bad Edward Cullen couldn't make it," Lauren sneered.

"The Cullens don't come here," Sam said in a deep voice. The way he said that made it sound more like they couldn't.

"What's with him?" I asked.

"What's with her?" Seth asked. He sounded like he was hiding something.

"She was born without a heart. What did he mean by the Cullens don't come here?"

Seth looked down at his hands. "I'm not supposed to talk about it." He snuck a look at Sam. He was watching us.

"Want to take a walk down the beach?" I asked, winking. Seth smiled mischievously and nodded.

We giggled naughtily as we escaped the people.

"So what's the deal with Sam?" I asked.

"He used to be a really good guy, but he's been acting really weird. He went missing for a few weeks, offered no explanation. He grew like ten inches and chopped off his hair. He flies off the handle all the time. The other day my dad was telling this legend and he was hanging on every word. I yawned. It wasn't interesting, just an old story everyone's already heard anyway. Sam screamed at me. 'The stories are our history! Respect your elders!" blah blah blah," Seth ranted. Sam sounded mean. I liked Seth. He was young and was probably seemed like a pest to a man like Sam, but he was nice and didn't mean anyone harm.

"My dad thinks he's like Superman or something. My dad's been head of the council since the last one died. All the other elders think of Sam as a hero too, call him the best thing to happen to the tribe. Leah's just happy he's back so she's in denial, I think, but I'm just me. What do I know?"

"I think you're right. He seems kind of weird. Does he even know the Cullens?"

"Well, it's a long story. More of a horror story," Seth said putting on a scary smile.

I sensed his reluctance, but I had to know the truth about Edward. "I love a good scare," I said in a poor attempt at flirting.

So Seth told me about his tribe's histories and how his ancestors supposedly turned to wolves. I wasn't engrossed until I learned about the "cold ones." He talked about the Cullens who came here so long ago were the same people who were here now, except they added two members. I realized he was leaving out the other Cullen, Jacob. I didn't ask him about it. It didn't feel right to give him additional information about the Cullens.

When Seth was finished telling his stories, he snorted. Obviously he didn't believe in his legends. I was spooked though. I had goosebumps on my arm.

"Relax, Bella, they're not true," he said.

"Sorry. You're just really good at telling stories," I lied.

"Sorry, I scared you," he said sheepishly.

"It's okay. I'm fine," I lied again. I didn't want to think Edward was a vampire. That was the stuff of monster movies. If vampires were real, wouldn't someone have figured it out? Edward's family was probably just weird. They were pale because they lived in the Olympic Peninsula. He was gorgeous because he had good genes. He had the power to stop speeding vans because...

Okay, maybe there was something super about him. But he said he wasn't a superhero, more of a villain. Had he been hinting that he was a vampire? There was a reason Dracula wasn't grouped with Batman and Spiderman.

If the Cullens were vampires, why would they interact with humans? Did they do it so they could later suck their blood? Forks didn't have a high homicide rate though.

Most of the Cullens I had met showed all the signs of being vampires except the youngest one, Jacob. He had russet skin, similar to Seth's. He was very cute, but not Edward gorgeous. Eric said he was an amazing athlete though. Maybe he was a young vampire and hadn't completed the change. He just seemed so human and normal though.

Mike and Jessica found me on the beach and I went home, wrestling with whether or not Edward was a vampire.

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