"Love is a temporary madness.
It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides.
And when it subsides you have to make a decision.
You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part.
Because this is what love is.
Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion.
That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.

Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away,
and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground,
and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.

~Henry David Thoreau -~

Meet me on the Equinox
Meet me half way
When the sun is perched at it's highest peek
In the middle of the day
Let me give my love to you
Let me take your hand

As we walk in the dimming light
Oh darling understand
That everything, everything ends
That everything, everything ends
Meet me on your best behavior
Meet me at your worst
For there will be no stone unturned
Or bubble left to burst

Let me lay beside you, Darling
Let me be your man
And let our bodies intertwine
But always understand

That everything, everything ends
That everything, everything ends
That everything, everything, everything ends

A window
An opened tomb
The sun crawls
Across your bedroom
A halo
A waiting room
Your last breaths
Moving through you

As everything, everything ends
As everything, everything ends
As everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything ends

Meet me on the Equinox
Meet me half way
When the sun is perched at it's highest peek
In the middle of the day
Let me give my love to you
Let me take your hand
As we walk in the dimming light
Oh darling understand

That everything, everything ends
~Meet me on the equinox~
Death cab for cutie

"So, where are you taking me?"

He shook his head. "Do you not know the definition of surprise!"

I shook my head, leaning closer to him. "No. I've been living under a rock since the word surprise was created." He chuckled, shaking his head.

"I can't tell you!"

I huffed. "Your a douche!"

"Thank you."

I narrowed my eyes. "That wasn't a compliment, asshole."

He nudged me, and I shook my head - a small smile on my face as I giggled lightly. "I guess your powers of persuasion work on me."

"I have more powers than persuasion, baby."

I smacked his chest, laughing lightly and I leant back in my seat, smiling despite myself. "This is a cool car."

He beamed. "I rebuilt it myself,"

My eyes widened, looking at the car in amazement. "You rebuilt this! Jake, that's amazing!"

He shook his head, smirking. "It's not amazing"

"Jake, this is amazing."

He smiled giddily, stealing a glance at me."Sure, sure."

"Sure, sure." I mimicked, and he nudged me yet again.

Looking out the window, I bit my lip as I pondered where he could possibly be taking me and I felt my heard swirl with images of candle light picnics, or some cheesy Italian restaurant where some guy with a violin is playing some heart broken self composed love letter.

Urgh.

"If you could have anything in the world, what would it be?"

You.

Your abbs.

Don't say penis.

Do not, repeat me, do not say his penis.

I looked to him, raising my eyebrows. "Anything? Define anything?"

"Okay, you can have everything apart from world peace or stuff like that. Go;"

I bit my lip, running a hand through my hair. "I would have unlimited money, and a pill that could make me never gain weight. And unlimited amounts of cheesecake. You?"

"That's like three things - you can't do that!"

I rolled my eyes. "Okay, you get three things - Go."

He looked to me, a small smile on his face. "You,"

Oh, no.

Did he really just say that?

He really just said that.

Holy fuck.

Yep.

Enough said.

"And a Bugatti Veyron."

I rolled my eyes. "And out of the two, what would it be?"

He smirked. "The Bagatti Veyron."

I rolled my eyes. "Thought so."

Looking out the window, I smiled despite myself as I bit my lip to stop myself from squeling like the schoolgirl I was and I stole a glance at Jake, and I caught him looking at me. "Your so corny."

"Corny?"

I nodded. "Yes, unbelievably so. I don't understand how someone can be so corny, Jake. And it's like a contagious disease - its rubbing off on me!"

He laughed. "Being corny doesn't rub off on people!"

"Apparently it does, and I think I'm getting your corny rash." I hissed, smirking.

He chuckled lightly and I braced myself as the car came to a halt, thinking he was going to lead me to a candle lit picnic or a rose petal aisle where he would have some classical music playing in the background.

I could just feel the cringes coming to my face already.

Opening the door, I stepped out into the cool August air and I felt Jacobs warm hand on my back, steering me around the corner to a large bonfire where the steroid hyped men that I had seen at Jacobs house seemed to have gathered, for a meeting or something.

Maybe it was to compare their penis sizes.

I doubt this is what Jake is taking you to?

I felt myself become filled with disappointment - a disappointment I had not expected to feel. Imagining the candle lit picnic had filled me with unimaginably high expectations, expectations of a date of such unimaginable corny extremities that I had laughed at when reading about the in half priced romance novels that were bundled at the back of the library with names such as 'Love knows no bounds' or 'Love can't wait'.

I had wanted things that I had once deemed corny.

What an idiot.

I plastered a smile back on my face as Jacob lead me to the group and I smiled as I saw Billy, the man I had once speculated was an abductor that had sex dungeons in his basement and had really, really weird fetishes.

It could still be a possibility.

"Anna!"

Being encircled by scorching arms, I tried to determine who was hugging me by their smell.

Yes, that's right, I sniffed whoever was hugging me.

I smiled in relief as I was set back down and I looked up to Seth, smiling. "Hey, Gigantor. Didn't expect to see you here,"

You didn't expect anyone here - you expected a date.

Seth beamed. "Jake surprised you then? He was actually able to keep his mouth shut?"

Jacob narrowed his eyes, stepping forward with a mocking smile. "What's that meant to mean, midget? Doubting my skills in secrecy?"

"What skills?"

I shook my head as Jacob chased after Seth in a display of manhood, and I looked down to the ground as I ran a hand through my hair. "Anna?"

My head snapped up to a women with a melodic voice - a women with extreme beauty. Glossy black hair framed her face, her face that melted with satiny copper skin. And then I looked at her face - a scarred face, one that hitched my breath at the very sight of the extremities of her long scars.

Three long scars littered her face, from the right side from her hairline to her chin, extending down her right arm to her hand. She smiled brightly, breathtakingly even, and she stepped forward hesitantly.

"I'm Emily."

I smiled, shaking her outstretched hand. "I'm Anna."

Wait, she knows that.

Idiot.

I flushed. "You already knew that, didn't you?"

She smiled, nodding as she lead me over to the group of girls that were readily awaiting me and I smiled shakily as I reached them. "Anna, this is Kim and Rachel."

I smiled. "Hi, I'm Antoinette Swan."

Kim's eyebrows furrowed. "Swan?"

I nodded, confused. "You know, like a goose except prettier. Although the surname goose would ft our family a bit more appropriately."

Rachel looked to me. "You know Bella then?"

I nodded. "Of course I do, she's my cousin."

"Of course Jacob would imprint on her, out of all people." One girl sneered, her violently chopped hair floating in the wind.

I raised my eyebrows.

Imprint? Was that street talk for getting hit by a car with no clothes on? Maybe it was some kind of Quileute thing that normal people didn't understand. Or maybe it was some insult that she was trying to make cool, and had a very colourful meaning.

And when I say colourful, I mean dirty.

Horribly, horribly dirty.

"Imprint?" I asked, confusion overtaking my awkwardness. "Is that some kind of, urgh, insult? Or is it some kind of Quileute thing."

Emily shook her head, smiling reassuringly. "Don't worry about it, Anna, Leah just has a strange sense of humour."

No, I have a strange sense of humour.

She's just weird.

Running a hand through my hair, I bit my lip - my pummelling heart distracting me from everything around me. I could feel my awkwardness taking over me - I could literally feel it. I have no idea if that's even healthy, I mean, feeling awkwardness transcend over you must mean something's wrong with you, right?

No.

Your just weird.

I could feel myself going into self-seclusion and I cursed myself, wanting myself to become more social yet despite my want of trying to put effort in to converse with Jakes family and friends, I could not help but look at the buzzing social situation that surrounded me and feel completely deprived of air, as if I was suffocating.

"So, how long are you staying in forks?" Emily asked, obviously not noticing me distancing myself.

I bit my lip, smiling. "Another two weeks, actually."

"So your not planning on staying, then?"

I scoffed. "No. Nothing could make me stay here,"

Except Jacob.

And his penis.

Shut up.

"Oh," Emily said, dejected.

Kim looked to me, cocking her head. "So, are you going back to school soon?"

I shook my head. "I graduated early."

Rachel raised her eyebrows, her dark eyes similar as she pried. "Really? How old are you?"

I smiled. "Sixteen - seventeen soon."

"Sixteen?" Kim exclaimed, surprised. "How'd you graduate so early?"

I bit my lip, flushing as I itched the back of my neck. "Uhm, well, my father tutored me for most of my high school life and I skipped a year."

"Holy shit." Rachel exclaimed, sipping at her water. "So, what college are you going to then?"

I bit my lip. "I'm not going."

Rachel's eyebrows furrowed. "Your not going to college! Why not?"

"I, urgh, don't know what I want to do so I'm taking a year off."

Rachel nodded. "Oh,"

Yep.

Oh.

And that was the end of the conversation.

Looking out to the woods that surrounded us, I felt a tug on my jeans and I looked down at a small girl that couldn't be older than four and I smiled, although I'm sure it wasn't exactly welcoming. "Hi,"

I smiled. "Hi. What's your name?"

Your talking to a four year old on your first date with Jacob Black.

Are you really that boring?

Must be.

She smiled, putting out her small chubby hand that had nail polish over her small nails. "Claire. But you can call me Claire-Bear."

I smiled. "Claire's such a pretty name."

She nodded. "I know. What's yours?"

"Antoinette. But you can call me Anna."

Her eyebrows shot up as her lips formed a 'O'. "Your Anna! Uncle Jay lo-oves you."

Uncle Jay?

Who the hell was uncle Jay?

I was right - abductors and sex dungeons are in La Push.

With this 'Uncle Jay'.

What a sikko.

My eyebrows furrowed. "Who's Uncle Jay?"

"Uncle Jacob," She said, pointing a chubby finger to the boy who had invited me. "He talks about you all the time. He wants to marry you! And he wants to have little babies with you and and he is in love with you!"

Kids.

Gotta hate them.

"Would you marry him!" She asked him, her eyes wide.

I bit my lip.

Of course I would.

I would bear his children.

But he'd have to keep his abbs.

That's the deal.

I bit my lip. "I don't know, Claire-bear. I want to marry someone else."

Her eyebrows shot up as she leaned forward, her wide eyes looking at me with amazement. "Your in love!"

I nodded. "Yep. His name is Johnny Depp. We're in love. Well, he doesn't realise it at the moment but he will soon when my evil plan comes into place."

She looked at me, confused. "So ... Your not in love with Uncle Jay? But he'll be so upset and and hurt!"

I smiled. "I'm sure he'll be fine, Claire-bear. What about you - are you in love?"

She nodded giddily. "There's this boy, his name is Jonathan Le-winsky, and he gave me one of his purple crayons one day and all my friends think he loves me."

The declaration of love through purple crayons.

I want that.

"He gave you his purple crayon!" I gasped, and she nodded in all seriousness.

"Yes!" She said, nodding furiously. "I told Quil, and Quil got so mad! You should have seen him, Anna, he said not to touch Jonathan Lewinsky's purple crayons anymore and he went out, and brought me some purple crayons!"

She took a deep breath and I smiled, looking over to Quil. "Is Quil your brother?"

She shook her head. "No. He's-He's my Quil."

"Claire-Bear! Dinner!"

Running over to us, Quil scooped Claire up in his arms and swung her around - causing her to let out soft peals of infectious giggles and I smiled. Walking over to where the rest of the group stood, I stood next to Billy and he smiled.

"I didn't expect my son to keep tonight a surprise."

I smiled, looking down at the man I had once thought was an abductor.

Don't cross out the possibilities.

I'm not - I promise.

I smiled. "People seem to keep saying that."

Billy chuckled. "He's like his mother, like that, can't keep anything secret."

I smiled. "Is his mother here?"

Billy shook his head. "No. She died in a car crash."

Stupid.

Fucking.

Idiot.

I need to just go die.

Right now.

"Oh, I'm - Oh, my god - I'm so sorry, I really didn't mean-" I stopped myself from talking, looking back up at Billy. "My hamster died when I was six. Oh, god that's not what I - I mean, I - please let me stop talking."

Billy chuckled. "Jacob said you were a rambler."

I bit my lip. "I'm a rambler because Jake seems to never have clothes on!" Billy bellowing laughed, hitting his knee and I could feel all eyes on me as I looked up - flushing. "What! It's like he doesn't own clothes!"

Jacob looked absolutely horrified and many of the boys near him joined in on the laughter, all of them slapping him on the back and I flushed.

"But I bet you enjoy it!" Someone shouted, probably Quil, and I pursed my lips.

"Who doesn't enjoy a fun nudist?"

Heres another chapter!

Not my best - but I had a massive writers block. sorry :/

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