A/N: Hey guys! I know I don't often talk to you guys but the story has finally starting to come down to either Edward or Jacob. I'm pretty sure it will be a Bella/Jacob but I'm leaving some wiggle room in this chapter because I want your input. And mainly, will you guys still read this if it does become a Bella/Jacob? I want your input! Review because after this chapter It's gonna be decided. Review!

Oh, and I know it's major short but it is almost midnight my time and besides, it's just a small transition chapter anyway.

"That's a..." Sam seemed to be at a loss for word.

"Horrible," Embry breathed.

"Yeah, it is. But each of them rose above there past," I explained.

"I still don't trust them," Paul defended.

"Me either, but they clearly pose no real threat to Bella herself," said Sam. Jacobs eyes widened and the two of them shared a glance I couldn't quite understand. Sam nodded and turned to me. "That being said Bella, if at anytime you change your mind or just need a place to stay you're welcome here. Emily, will you show her the spare bedroom?"

Jacob jumped up. "Don't worry Emily, I will."

He led me down a narrow hallway with wooden planks that had picture of everyone hanging. I couldn't imagine any of these testosterone fueled boys hanging pictures of themselves up so I suspected that was Emily's work. He led me past several wooden doors to one close to the end of the hallway. The room was fairly spacious with purple sheets on a queen size bed, a small vanity table, a set of large wooden drawers, and a door I assumed led to the closet.

"Do you like it?" He asked.

I shrugged. "It's nice but I already have a home."

"We'll see," Jacob muttered. I ignored that mostly because I didn't understand it.

"Look, I should really get home. My family is already freaked out. I shouldn't push it." As I said it, I realized I didn't really want to leave. I wanted to spend more time with Jacob.

"No! Come on, let me show you the beach at least."

"Um, okay." I said goodbye to the wolves and thanked Emily for the muffin and then we were outside again.

The beach was really pretty. The water seemed to be a darker shade of blue than any water I'd seen before and the sand was very soft. We sat down a large bolder that had an eroded flat top and talked.

Jacob wanted to know all about me. He asked so many questions that I barely had the chance to ask him any questions and the few I did ask seemed a little silly to me but I wanted to know everything. I managed to learn a few things though: he preferred Jake, his favorite color was dark brown, his fathers name was Billy, his favorite food was a medium rare steak, and he was a mechanic.

It was nice spending time with Jake. He had a fun personality and seemed to be, for the most part, fairly laid back. Eventually though, I had to face the facts that it was time to go home. As he pulled into my driveway I was painfully aware of scary mad vampires on the porch.

"I wanna see you again. Soon," Jake said.

"Um, I don't know if that's a good idea," I forced out.

"Why not?" He asked, alarmed. I gestured towards my family. "You're gonna let them keep you from having friends?"

"No. I mean, that's not what's happening."

Yeah, it is. My subconscious was angry.

No it's not. They're just being protective. I argued.

Either way! If you want to see him, see him.

"If that's not what's happening then I'll be here tomorrow at ten to pick you up." I so fell into that.

"Fine. I'll see you then." He smirked and I rolled my eyes. As I stepped out of the truck and shut the door I couldn't help but want to jump back in the truck and go to the pack house.

Weird...