Disclaimer- I do not own Twilight, Stephanie Meyer does.

"Fuck you! You pathetic excuse for a knee!"

I had just gotten out the shower when my knee decided to start hurting again. It was my first day of school and I didn't want to be in pain, but alas, I was. Oh well, better not to dwell on it, I could still make the most out of the day. After brushing my hair I put it into a ballerina bun, exposing the cross tattoo on the back of my neck.* I got dressed into a pair of light-wash skinny jeans with holes, a gray and white stripped thin shirt, and a white cardigan. Looking around in my closet I pulled out a pair of gray suede heeled ankle boots. Looking in the mirror I put on a little amount of mascara and eye liner. Nodding in approval I walk downstairs and grabbed a pop-tart and my coat before heading to my truck.

I looked around when I got in the truck, making sure I had everything. I put my knee brace in my backpack, just in case it got really bad. Noticing I had everything I needed I headed off after sending a text to Jake, telling him to have a good day in school. After about fifteen minutes I pulled up at Forks High School. I parked my truck and sat in my car for a little while eating my pop-tart. I looked around and seen a lot of people looking at me and pointing, whispering to their friends. I sighed, hating being the center of attention, before throwing the wrapper away in the bag I had set up for garbage and getting out the truck. I was about to walk up to the front doors before I heard a motorcycle and looked up to see where the sound came from.

Looking around for I finally spotted the motorcycle and its owner. Jacob. I smiled when I seen him. He had a motorcycle! He was so taking me for a ride in it. I walked over to him and seen him arguing with two people who seemed to be a couple. When I finally reached Jacob I seen him tense before whipping around and seeing me standing there. He looked frantic and he seemed to have fear in his eyes. Before I could worry about any of that though, he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me to his chest. I smelled that woodsy smell that always sent shivers down my back, and was content.

"I'm sorry, but we were in the middle of a conversation", a male voice asked from behind him. I heard a growl build into Jake's chest before turning around and to look at the guy who was apart of the couple I noticed before. Jake pulled me behind him and took a protective stance in front of me. He reached an arm behind him and took hold of my waist, pushing me up into his back, leaving me confused. Why the hell did I need protecting in the school parking lot?

I peeked out from behind Jake's arm and seen the couple's face for the first time. The girl seemed plain with brown hair and eyes, nothing to uncommon. The guy on the other hand was extremely pale and beautiful, unnaturally so. My body tensed and my instinct was telling me to get the hell away from him. I grabbed the back of Jake's shirt instinctively and balled the fabric in my fist, pushing my body even closer to his. I wanted away from the pale man standing before us.

"I said all I needed to say Cullen, I won't repeat myself", Jake said in his deep, husky voice, though a growl was thrown in there. He turned around and put my back to his chest so I wouldn't have any part of me near the couple. That was fine by me though, the guy was scaring me.

"Show me to your truck", Jacob said leaning down to whisper in my ear. I nodded my head but before we could even walk two steps a female voice sounded behind us.

"Wait, Jake! Who is that?", the girl asked.

"No one you need to know, don't even look at her", he growled out. I could feel him turn his head slightly in their direction.

"What do yo mean don't worry about it? I want to go to the reservation with you and I can't if you won't let go of that damn girl!", she exclaimed, clearly pissed. I usually don't have opinion on people I don't know, but I didn't like her. She seemed whiny and besides, no one is allowed to talk to Jake that way. Plus she was making a scene!

Bitch, I thought since Jake was preventing me from turning around to say anything to her. I heard a hissing type noise and all of a sudden Jake whirled around with me still pulled to his chest and snarled at the beautifully terrifying man. I looked at him and my eyes widened. He was looking directly at me and he made the same hissing noise from before. I pushed myself even more into Jake before he realized that I was in front of him and pushed me back behind him in a protective move.

"Bella I talked to Sam and the elders last night and it was decided. You are no longer allowed on the reservation since you want to be one of them. You can't have everything you want. And if your leech knows what's good for him, he'll never even look at my imprint again", he said trailing off with a growl and a glare directed at the pale man.

"Imprint? On her? And I can go to La Push anytime I want!", she said raising her voice at Jake once again. I don't know what it was but I hated this girl very much, and the only other people I've ever hated were my mothers husband and driver that hit my dad's car. I was generally never mean or negative toward people.

"You heard what I said, I'm done here", he said turning around and putting me in front of him once more. I led us to my truck and he opened the driver's door open for me, a silent signal to get in. Once in the truck I looked over at him with a questioning gaze.

"I thought you were going to La Push for school", he said looking me in the eyes. His eyes still held anger, making them onyx.

"I can't, I'm not Quileute." He looked deep in thought as he pondered what I just said. He looked back at me with a determination in his eyes, now his normal shade of almost black, brown.

"Follow me on my motorcycle", he instructed. I looked at him in disbelief. Just leave school? What the hell is he thinking. I was about to argue back but he kissed me with a kiss. Resting his forehead on mine, he looked me in my eyes.

"Please don't argue with me. I can't willingly let you go into that school. Please", he said looking at me with pleading eyes. I sighed and nodded my head. I don't know why but I had a feeling I shouldn't argue with him.

"Okay but you're explaining why I didn't go to school today with Maw-Maw", I said. He nodded his head and shut my door before running over to his motorcycle. I backed up and followed Jacob to La Push. We pulled up in front of Emily and Sam's house. After parking I got out of the truck in confusion before walking over to Jake. He grabbed my hand and led me inside and to the living-room.

In the living-room was everyone, along with a few older adults. Everyone looked over at us in confusion, probably wondering why I was here. I was curious as to why they were all here, so I guess we're even. Why weren't they in school?

Maybe it's a free day in La Push, I thought to myself.

"I told them", Jake said looking at Sam and the older adults. They all nodded then looked at me with a questioning gaze.

"Angelica this are the elders of the tribe", Jake said pointing to the older people. He introduced Old Quil, Harry Clearwater*, and Sue Cleawater, before pointing to a man in a wheelchair who looked like an older version of him. I assumed this was Jacob's dad, and was correct when he confirmed my thoughts.

"And this is my dad, Billy Black", he said with a smile. Bill wheeled himself over to me and held out his hand for me to shake.

"Nice to meet you sir. I'm Angelica Miller", I said shaking his hand. He smiled brightly at me, making me match his smile with one of my own.

"No need to call me sir, Billy will do just fine. Glad to meet you sweetheart", he said letting go of my hand rolling back slightly. I sighed a breath in relief, knowing my boyfriends dad approved of me.

"Um..not to seem like a bitch or anything, but why is Angelica here?", asked Leah smiling at me. I smiled back at her willingly. When I met Leah the other day we had hit it off. I could tell that we were going to be good friends so her saying that didn't effect me in the slightest.

Jacob's face darkened and his hand gripped mine tighter. He looked at he elders and Sam with his face determined and protective. His eyes were angry, though that anger was not directed at them.

"I need you to allow Angelica to go to school on the reservation."

What?!

The first * star is so I can tell you that the cross looks like Demi Lovato's cross on her hand. It's a plain, black, thin cross.

The second * is to inform you that Harry didn't die. I want to do a story with Seth and it will be a series with this one in a way. I need him alive.

Please review, thanks.