Chapter 2: Trouble Brewing.

My Heart fluttered the entire drive home. Not once could I stop thinking about Jacob Black. I didn't know what it was, it was the first day, the first time I had ever, ever felt that way about anyone. I pulled into the driveway and shut the engine off. I didn't get out. Instead, I laid my head on the steering wheel. I sighed as I rubbed my face. My cheeks were hot. Looking up, I see that my mother and father are standing in the doorway watching me with worried expressions. I have to get out now.

I grab my bag and squeal the door open. Swinging my legs out, I drop down, landing in water. "GOD DAMN IT!" I scream, my flustered attitude taking control. I start kicking at the water and jumping in it as if my brute force was going to accomplish anything other than me getting even more wet.

I stop after a few minutes, realizing that I wasn't hurting it -and partially because I was out of breath-. A deep barking echoed from inside the house. My gaze shot up to see JB lunge himself off the porch, across the yard and at me. I scream as he lunges at me, his large paws pinning me and shoving me to the ground. He starts licking my face.

The water on the ground was cold, and my cloths were starting to stain from the mud. "Get off of me you mutt!" I started screaming, trying to push him off, my anger flaring like fire, but it soon started to burn away when he refused to get off, his hot tongue grazing against my skin. I started laughing as he dragged his tongue across my eyes. "Get off of me you big butt hole!" I holler, sitting up. He moves to the side of me and starts to lick me some more. I hold my hand up across his nose and push it down, "Thanks but my face isn't the dirty part on my body." I laugh. He pants.

Standing, I wipe off most of the water and mud and grumble. "Great." I walk towards the house, patting my leg, JB following me.

Inside I change my cloths and take a shower. Coming back down the stairs, now in a pair of short gym shorts and long sweat shirt, I sit at the kitchen table and wait for my mom to get dinner on. JB Sits in between me and Dad, his chin on the table. I stroke at his fur while I think of Jacob.

"Why the hell was I obsessing over him!" I snarled in my head. I guess my father could see that something was bugging me. Looking at me, he leaned forward, "So, how was your first day of school?" He questioned. Mother finished stirring dinner and came to join us at the table, giving me one of those "don't go into details about the school" type of looks, masked by a sweet, sincere expression.

I sighed. "It sucked." I said plainly and looked at the stove, hoping it was boiling over, or that dinner would catch on fire so they'd be distracted. "how? What happened?" My mother questioned leaning against the table. I looked back at her, the hysteria that I witnessed this morning starting to kick in again. "well," I began, my voice already beginning to break a little. They shared a quick glance, then looked back at me, their perfect foreheads creased with concern. "I had just gotten to my first period class, and I was heading to my seat...I, I tripped and..." I wiped a free tear away trying to keep it all in. "Everyone laughed at me. And At lunch these kids just started calling me Murphy because of Murphy's Law, and they were taunting me to my face." by Now I was in full-fledge tears, my diaphragm heaving unevenly. "And I got mad and then I threw my tray at the kid and it hit him in the face,"

My fathers eyes snapped open, "You threw a tray at him!" He boomed. He wasn't angry, just shocked. I nodded. "I ran away from them and went to the band room and cried." I was hysterical. I was debating on telling him about Jacob, but realized it wouldn't be a good thing to tempt fate. Plus it was pretty much and invitation to kill both me and mom once he found out that I wasn't go to school in Forks.

Standing, he walked to the phone. "What are you doing?" I questioned, still crying though not as bad. "I am going to call the super intendent of Forks High and speak with her about your problem."

Both Mine and my mothers faces warped into a horrified expression. "H-honey, I don't think that's necessary." My mother said standing and taking the phone from him. "Why not! Our daughter was being harassed and taunted because she's new to Forks!" He retorted, grabbing the phone back. "Not necessarily for that reason." My mom quickly replied, again snatching the phone from his grasp. "What reason then?" He questioned her confused as she stood with her back to him.

She froze. She sighed, realizing that the jig was up. "Well, she was the only white girl in that school." She spun to look at him. He had to think about it for a few minutes, then it dawned on him, "No! You sent her to a school, on a reservation!" He snarled with disgust. "With Indians who think that we're demons!" He sputtered. Mom rolled her eyes, "Edward, you're seeming a little racist right now." Sarcasm rimmed her voice. "No, I'm not being racist I'm just simply saying, putting a white girl in that particular school is like throwing a black kid in a school full of KKK members during the Civil war! It's Homicide!" He whirled to me and slammed a finger in my direction, "And it's suicide that you went! You're not going tomorrow!"

My heart pounded angrily. I stood up in a fluster, "Yes I am!" I felt the tears on my cheeks evaporate as if they boiled off. He shook his head, "After what happened today, you want to go?" He scoffed. "Yes dad, I want to go!" I snarled at him, my fists clenched by my sides. "Mayella, stop being stupid! Give me the main reason you want to go back!" He stomped to me, his finger in my face, "Because dad, I met this boy in school, and he wants me to sit with him at lunch tomorrow!" I hissed.

JB's ears fell back as he whimpered, his nose twitching.

"Oooo, a boy Edward." Mom teased coming up beside him and wrapped her arm around his. He was shocked, a disturbed look on his face. "Does...my little girl...have a crush?" My face turned red. His face went from his anger filled disturbed expression to a taunt filled smile. "N-no! It's not a crush!" They both laughed. I was pretty sure that they could see it in my face. The obvious emotions that I, myself weren't aware of.

"Oooo, princess, what's his name?" My mom cooed, lightly poking my arm. I shook my head, "I don't have a crush on him!" I screamed. They both nodded their heads, pretending that they were going to believe me, when I knew exactly that they didn't. "Ok, ok, what's the name of the boy you don't have a crush on?" My eyes narrowed as I stared at them.

"His name is Jacob." I said simply. They stared at me with cocked eyebrows, then my mother pressed, "Jacob?..." She rolled her hand in a circle, signaling that she wanted a last name. I sighed again and rolled my eyes. "His name is Jacob Black." Their faces went blank as I crossed my arms. JB looked at me, his eyes twinkling slightly. They both looked back at the wolf. "What? It's not like he knew." I grumbled. My father looked back at me. "Jacob Black? He's related to the Black's?" His eyes narrowed. He didn't look to pleased. "Is that Jacob Black Seniors kid?" My mom quickly added in.

I shrugged my shoulders. "All he said was that he wanted to sit with me at lunch and that he was sorry for laughing at me when I tripped." My mom stole another glance at JB. "Why? Is that a bad thing?" I questioned thinking of how they knew Jacob. "No," My mother started off. "Jacob Black Senor was a friend of mine before I met your father, when I lived with my mother really. All of the Black's were friends with Charlie, your grandpa. Jacob senor kind of..." She trailed off. "Your crushes father tried to get me and your mother to hate each other so he could have her."

JB snarled. I looked at him. "What's wrong boy?" I questioned petting his head gently. "He must sense the storm." My father added dully, then started off towards the living room. "We're getting a storm tonight?" I asked looking back over my shoulder at him. "Yeah, it'll be a bad one too, one that could definitely lead to freezing rain tomorrow." I kissed JB on the head, then followed my parents into the living room, the wolf close on my heels. "That's not good." I whispered, thinking about Jacob and how there might have been a good chance that I wouldn't be able to see him.

I sat on the couch while my parents claimed a large recliner that fit two. Dad turned on the news and we began to read the reports. It flipped by the weather and sports twice before my father changed it. "Dad?" I started, itching my leg. "Yeah?" He asked dully, staring at the movie that was being played. Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck. It was a good movie, very sad, very emotional, but if I could have chose to either watch it, or read it, I'd read it.

"My teacher...today...said the Cullen's weren't allowed on the reservation due to some superstition or something. Why is that?" My father and mother went stiff in the reclined chair. They didn't look like they were breathing. JB -who had climbed up onto the couch next to me and partially laid on my legs- went rigid also. After a few minutes, my father sighed.

Picking up the remote, he muted the TV and laid his hand on my moms side. "Well, Mayella...they...used to have this...superstition...this...strange story that was passed down through legend...about...vampires." I cocked my eyebrow as he said it closely. I was waiting for his serious face to break away and start laughing, chanting over and over again, "I'm just kidding, kidding, Vampires. That was dumb!" and I would have replied something like "yeah, just like you for not giving me a serious answer." But he didn't, he just sat there with his stone hard face perfect.

"They, thought you were...vampire's?" I questioned. The humor in that almost seemed to strong for me. I started laughing as soon as it came out. "They forbade you to come onto the reservation...because they thought the Cullen's were vampire's!! Come on! That is so fricken retarded!" I Snarled, laughing hysterically. They didn't say anything. "and what happens when you cross over the line? Do they smack your pee pee and take away your birthday?" I hooted again.

My father shook his head. "No...something much worse." He was solemn, his face grave. "What? They take away your lollipop? You're no longer allowed to go to Chucky Cheeses? They tell you Santa isn't real!" I Continued laughing. "No, they kill us all." I stopped. The mood in the room was very serious. "They what?" I questioned, not understanding. "They kill us, Mayella, they kill us, Me, your mother, Alice, Jasper...anyone with the last name Cullen is torn apart limb from limb."

I looked at the TV, the part where Lennie kills the puppy and noticed that, if we were to cross the line, we'd be just like that dog. But wait! I crossed the line to get to school!

I started to panic, my breathing speeding up. "Wait! I crossed the line this morning into La Push! I just killed us!" I Squeal, standing up. My mother shook her head, "No, I called Sam Uluey and asked if you could be pardoned from that rule. He asked what the occasion was and I told him about your schooling. Sam Uluey is related to the Blacks, if you're wondering." She looked at me, I nodded stiffly. "so, we're...not..going...to...die?"

They started laughing. "Not unless you tie us up and drag us across the border." I rolled my eyes, "Like that would ever happen. I don't even like you guys hanging around at home." I grunted walking towards the stairs. "Oooo, she especially doesn't want us home now because of her boyfriend Jacob!" my father hollered after me. My face flushed as the air thickened. "JB Come!" I screamed. He quickly peeled off the couch and up the stairs. "AND JACOB IS NOT MY BOYFRIEND!" I squealed, running up the stairs. My parents laughed about it for a good twenty or thirty minutes after that.

TWILIGHT

I woke up especially early the next morning, to make sure my hair was perfect. I didn't want my parents to think I was showing off for him or anything, so I dressed down a little more that what I had originally intended. I slid on a lacey blue tank top over a white button up shirt. The tank top was long enough to be a dress, but it was supposed to me wrinkled at the mid-section.

Taking my favorite, beaded silver, blue, red, and chrome colored belt, I tied it through the belt loops on the tank top, making sure it hung off just right. The tank top was short-sleeved and very dressy. Carefully, I slid on my favorite pair of jeans -ones with pre-made cuts in the thighs and faded around the butt and knees-. I slid on a pair of flat soled boots that zipped up and accessorized myself with a necklace that I got from Aunt Alice on my last birthday -she had sent it through the mail with an apology card- and a arm-full of bracelets. The necklace was golden with little charms and gems on it. I had wanted to give it back to her when I saw her, but I became attached to it. The bracelets were those assorted color bracelets that were made of plastic. Those ones where if you break a certain color, you have to do whatever it is with that person.

I didn't believe in that, but I wore them anyway. Trotting down stairs, my bag swung over my shoulder, I was just about to run to the truck, "Hey kid!" Dad called out. Out of no where -I didn't even see him in the kitchen when I ran through- he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me back in. "Dad, I'm going to be late!" I squealed, fighting against him as I watched him shut off my only exit. "May...it's 4:30. You still have two and a half hours."

I looked at the clock. Wow, was it 4:30? I must have been pretty excited to go to school to wake up so early, especially when I didn't go to bed until 10. JB was laying under the table, his paws stretched out. I itched my head. "I didn't know." I admitted. He just pulled away and laughed. "You're in love," he taunted. "no...I'm not!" I snarled. "Admit it May, you're in love and you know it. You want him so badly." He bursts into laughter.

He stopped about a minute later. I've been glaring at him the entire time, "heh heh," I mock him rolling my eyes. "I'm not in love, not with an Indian." He just smiles and lips the words "ok" before he touches his steaming hot coffee to his lips. I slam my fists down onto the table, "why are you still busting my ass..."

"eh eh eh! Mayella Cullen, language." He waved a finger in front of my face, cutting me off. I bit my bottom lip as if I was trying to keep from screaming at him, "Why are you still busting my...butt, about Jacob being my boyfriend! He isn't!" I squealed. My father laughed. "Because you're so cute when your mad" he pinched my cheek. I pulled away and stuck my tongue out at him, "Maybe you should get mad at Jacob?" He chuckled. I rolled my eyes, "why? So he can see how cute I am?" He laughed and pointed at me, "You said it, not me."

Mom came in, her hair pulled back into a pony-tail with two curly pieces hanging down by her ears. She wore a jacket over a tank top and a pair of almost black jeans. "Well, someone's in a good mood today." She chuckled looking at me. "Why do you say that, mom?" I replied in a sassy tone. "Because of how gussied up you are. Oh yeah! Today you get to sit with Jacob and hold hands with him under the table isn't it?" She gawked. JB lightly growled under the table. I smiled, "Thank you, JB."

My father looked at my mother as she started for the fridge. "Hello mommy," He moaned. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arm tightly around her waist. She twisted in his grip so she could face him, her arms wrapping around his neck. "Now Mayella honey, when he goes to kiss you, hold onto him like this," Mom grabbed a handful of the back of his hair and pressed her entire body against dad's.

My face twisted into one of disgust as they started to French kiss. "Aww! Mom! Dad!" They didn't stop, instead, dad lifted her up so that she was on the counter and continued. "Bella! Edward!" I hissed. They both stopped and turned to me, "Finally! Out of our entire family, she's the only one who calls her parents 'mom' and 'dad'. That's good honey." I scowled. "Would you two stop it! You're going to make me puke." A dry raspy sound escaped from JB that sounded alot like a laugh. I looked at him. "JB? You ok?" I looked around and noticed that he didn't have any food. "Mom? I mean, Bella? Edward?" They looked at me. They had this nasty habit of not looking away from each other.

"Yeah?" Bella answered. "Did you feed JB last night?" She looked at Edward. "Yeah, why?" I shook my head. "he sounds raspy, when was the last time you gave him water?" I looked back at him. He looked...dead. Edward itched his chin and hummed, "Well, I left the toilet seat up in case he got thirsty."

I whirled around, my lips curled back over my teeth, "What! You are having him resort to drinking out of the toilet! You are sick!" I screamed. Bella shook her head. Reaching into the cupboards, she pulled out a large mixing bowl, hopped down and filled it full of water.

JB whistled as she walked it over and put it in front of him. He drank it quickly, almost all of it at once. "Jesus Edward! He was dieing from thirst and you want him to drink out of the toilet!" I scoffed.

After a few minutes with us all claiming our chairs and mom getting breakfast cooked, I started to eat as fast as I could. I wanted to get out of here and get to school quickly. Bella cleared her throat, interrupting my double-fisting-sausage-bacon-and-egg technique. I looked up at her. "Huh?" I questioned, my cheeks stuffed. "Aren't you going to get your pet some breakfast?"

I looked down at JB who was looking up at me, his chin on his paws and his eyes large and pouty. "Aww," I moaned. "I'm going to get you a BIG breakfast," I stood up and grabbed a large serving platter. I went to the stove and started to heap all of the rest of the food on it. I stopped and looked behind me, my parent's eyes burning into my back. "Did you want some more?" I asked innocently. They shook their heads. Smiling I finished heaping the food on.

There were about 9 eggs left, 24 sausages, 30 slices of bacon left -29, I figured that seeing how I was feeding him, he could let me steal at least one piece for myself.- about two cups of corned beef hash, three hash browns and 7 English muffins. Now, if this didn't make him full, I don't know what will.

I laid it down in from of him, his pants turned to lip-licking and before I could count to three, he had his muzzle in it, scarffing away. I laughed as I kissed the top of his head. "You be a good boy while mommy's gone, ok?" I cooed. His parting good-bye was muffled by an English muffin.

"Bye Bella, bye Edward," I called behind me, they waved good-bye, smiles stretched across their faces "Don't forget to grab a good handful when he kisses you!" Bella called after me before the door shut. "Mom!" I screamed after the door latched. Muffled laughter could be heard from inside. Rolling my eyes, I walked off he porch and to the driveway muttering about how much of retards they really were.

TWILIGHT

We really did get hit with some freezing rain last night. I had to drive twice as slow, the truck occasionally threatening to spin out on the black ice. As much as I wanted to see Jacob today, I truthfully wanted to live more.

When I finally got to the parking lot, I saw that I was like, the fourth car there. Carefully, I climbed out and looked around, "Oh no!" I grumbled, "Don't tell me there isn't-"

"Mayella!" A deep voice called off to the side by one of the buildings. It was Jacob. He was only in a black T-shirt, no jacket and a pair of Jean shorts on. "Jacob! You're crazy! It's freakin' cold out here!" I hollered. I had put a hoodie on in the car as well as my jacket. He started walking towards me, his hand in his pockets. Of all the things exposed...only his hands were cold?

I started walking towards him to meet him half way, but luck has it, I hit a patch of black ice and slipped. My feet flew out from under me and the sky got farther away. Suddenly, my head hit the pavement with a sickening crunch and my vision flashed red then faded to black.

All I could hear was the sound of Jacob running across the parking lot, a group of kids laughing, and my pride shattering like glass.

"Mayella! Mayella! You ok?" I heard Jacob holler. I wanted to say something, but my head hurt to much to move my jaw, so all that came out was "mmmm"

"Is she ok?" I heard one girl ask, "Yeah, she's fine." Jacob returned. "Does she need to go to the hospital?" a boy asked. Jacob scoffed, "If I said she was fine, would she need to go to the hospital?" The boy stuttered. "No! I didn't think so."

I finally got the courage to try and open my eyes. Slowly, the light bled in past my eye lids, Jacob had me held to the ground by shoulders, his hair grazing my neck. He smiled with relief as my eyes fluttered open and shut a few times. "Am I in heaven?" I grumbled. Jacob laughed loudly, his deep voice making my head pound. I moved my hands to my head slowly, "If you were in heaven, the I wouldn't be here!"

My eyes slowly opened again, a pressure pushing on my eardrums. Scooping his arms under me, he lifted me from the cement. "How...how badly, did I fall?" I questioned. He grunted, his warm arms holding me tight as he walked. "You fell worse than everyone else. The crunching of your skull once it hit the pavement was loud enough for people across the parking lot to hear in their cars."

I winced. He looked down at me, "you ok?" You want I should drive you home?" I shook my head. Now that I was here with him, I wasn't willing to go away that fast. He just chuckled. "Stubborn."

He walked me to the first building -the building with the nurses office in it,.- and carried me down the hall. "I'm...ok, really" I grumbled, putting my hand out, stopping his entrance to the nurses. "Well, I heard different." He returned lightly. "But I feel fine." I said again, trying roll out of his arms. He snapped his arms up and around me, squeezing me tightly to his body. I tried my hardest to get free, but his arms didn't budge.

Walking to the cot, he dumped me out and stepped away. I crossed my arms and scowled, attempting to make myself seem more intimidating. I could tell it wasn't working. My eyes stayed adverted. I didn't want to lose, not to him. He didn't say anything until I dared myself to steal a glance.

Peering up at him, I saw a wide grin on his face. "What are you smirking at?" I growled, my anger starting to diminish. "You get hurt, and still you don't want help? God women keep getting more and more weird!"

His booming laugh echoed through the room, making the pressure in my head pound. "Shut up." I grumbled under my breath. Keeping my arms crossed, I laid down all the way and pouted. His laugh died down to a chuckle, then here was nothing else. Feeling the cot next to me shift, I looked over my shoulder, my teeth chattering. He was roosted on the edge, his smile faced towards me. "You cold?" He questioned with concern. "No!" I snorted. I lied. I was freezing.

He said nothing. Before I knew it, my back was engulfed in warmth. His arm nudged itself under mine and wrapped around my ribs. I tried to pull myself away but his grip on me tightened. "What are you doing!" I hissed, more worried that we'd be caught by someone. "I'm keeping you warm." He replied simply, burring his face in my hair. "I don't need that!" I hissed again, trying to yank myself free. "Your teeth are chattering so loud it sounds like a wood-pecker on speed. Stay down."

He wrapped his legs around me, keeping my legs to the cot. "Why are you so close? Why don't you just get me a blanket if you're so damn worried about me being cold?!" His laugh blew through my hair causing a scorched spot on the back of my head. "Because I know you like this better." He chuckled then laid his chin on my shoulder, looking down at my face. "Oh yeah? How do you figure?" I questioned, biting at his nose. He pulled his head away, the grin growing, "Because I can hear your heart beating and I can feel its speed under my hand." The hand that was over my heart twitched, lightly squeezing my breast. Reaching up, I grabbed it and yanked it down, "Watch what your grabbing or else you won't have anything to grab with."

He laid his head down on my shoulder, his grip on me tightening. I squeaked gently and laid my head down on the combined pillow of the cot. Feeling a jerking, I heard the plopping of Jacob's sneakers hit the floor. "The reason for that?" I questioned keeping my head down. "I can't sleep with my shoes on." He mumbled into my shoulder. "We're not supposed to be sleeping anyway." I shook my arm.

A slurping noise sounded under his face. It was the sound of him sucking something back. Wiping his mouth off on his own shoulder he apologized, "Sorry, I was drooling." I rolled my eyes and grunted, "There better not be any stains." He laughed lightly then ran a hand across my jacket. "Nope, only a puddle." I faked a gag. Well, kind of faked. I hated saliva. I didn't even like it when I drooled at home.

He laid his head back down and wrapped the hand that he wiped my jacket off around me, squeezing me tightly again. We sat there like that for a few minutes, the quiet beginning to creep in on me. I was surprised the nurse wasn't here yet. We must have been sitting here for at the very least 45 minutes.

Turning my head, I looked at the clock. 7:25. We'd only been in here for 10 minutes. I exhaled loudly, my ribs falling out from under Jacob's arms. "What's wrong?" He mumbled into my shoulder. I looked down and saw his beautiful brown eyes looking up at me with confusion. He was giving me the same look JB always gave me. I smiled. "I can't believe we've only been here for 10 minutes. It feels longer." He smiled and exhaled much like I had, the air coming out of his nose blew my hair into my face. He chuckled and reached up grabbing the stray strands, "Sorry 'bout that."

I just smiled and began to think about how the day was going to go. I had thought all the way up until fourth period when Jacob began to fidget. A zipping noise filled the room and my boots fell off. Jacob hadn't worn socks and neither did I because of the type of boots they were. "Jake!" I squealed. His toes traveled along the sides of my feet, then when they found mine, they locked themselves amongst mine. Our toes clutched together. "Your feet are freezing." He mumbled, pressing his entire body against mine.

I was speechless. Here I was, in school with a completely attractive boy playing footsie with him! I haven't even held hands with a boy before, let alone played footsie. I stuttered, "W-well...n-no! Y-your feet are just so damn hot!" He lifted his head and looked at me with a cocked eyebrow, "You have a foot fetish? I never thought someone like you would be into that type of stuff." My heart started racing. I could feel the blood rush to my face.

I ripped myself out of his arms and shoved myself against the cabinets on the other side of the room. "No! I do NOT have a foot fetish you freak!" I was getting flustered over something so small that the smile that broke out on his face made me angry. "Oh, it sounded like you did, I mean my feet are hot." I shook my head. "That isn't what I meant! I meant temperature wise!" He started laughing and stood up, "I know, I'm not stupid!"

Confusion conquered embarrassment. "Huh?" I questioned dumbly. "I knew what you meant this entire time, I just wanted to get you riled up." He boomed, his hands sliding into his pockets. Anger engulfed me. My fists slammed shut. "Why would you do something like that! Why do you want to get me pissed off!" I snarled, my voice had been worked up to a full fledge scream now that I was sure people down the hallway could hear. Again he laughed as he slid his shoes on, "Because, believe it or not, you're the first girl I've ever met who was actually cute when she was mad."

The anger melted away as he walked out the door to the nurses office and down the hallway. I looked after him, my face warm. It looks like my fathers advice was taken subconsciously. I got mad at Jacob Black, just for him to see how cute I was.

TWILIGHT

I had ended up forgetting to get something from my locker and ended up late to class, even though I walked to math with Jacob first. I knocked on the door so she could let me in. All of the doors were locked in case there was ever a lock down in which was actually supposed to practiced. I apologized and ran off to my seat but slowed down enough so that I could make it up the step without tripping. Unfortunately, while I was being smug telling everyone in the class to shove it in my mind, I tripped over some girls desk and tumbled to the floor. Everyone started laughing like they did that first day.

I stood up quickly and ran to my seat and sat down. "Mrs. Coolen are you alright?" she questioned. I closed my eyes embarrassed as hell and chuckled nervously, "Oh yeah! I'm fine I always trip! hehe, actually, it's a hobby" Everyone turned around to face the front of the class again, still chuckling though very lightly I added quiet enough so she couldn't hear me "a hobby my ass, I only fucking trip when I'm nervous."

Next to me, Jacob laughed quietly and added, "Or running, or skipping, or walking, or standing still. Hell, you manage to trip while tripping." I glared at him. "STFU." I grumbled. He cocked and eyebrow, a smile stretched across his face, "What is that supposed to mean?" I felt a wave of Triumph surge through me as I smirked at him. "It means Shut the Fuck Up." He laughed a little to loud, the teacher looked back at us. "Is there something that you'd like to share with the class, Mr. Black?" He laughed again, this time louder. My face flushed. We were going to get detention! "Do you know what STFU means?" He hooted. She didn't look too amused. "No, what does it mean Mr. Black?" He laughed louder and lightly hit my arm, "Go ahead May, tell her." My jaw dropped. Was he trying to get them to call my parents? If they did, they would ream my ass for sure!

Looking down at my desk, I mumbled it. Jacob laughed again, "Oh, come on May, she didn't hear you." Anger welled up inside my chest as tears began to flow freely. I stayed quiet. "Come on!" Jacob begged. "Tell me!" The teacher growled growing impatient. "Tell her!" Finally, my anger bubbling over the top, I threw myself to my feet knocking my books onto the floor I screamed, "SHUT THE FUCK UP!! OK! THAT'S WHAT IT MEANS IT MEANS SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Jacob fell quiet and stared at me. I'm sure it was pretty easy to see the tears. The teacher stuttered at the front of the class. "Mrs. Coolen! That is very un-appropriate!" she growled at me. Whirling around I slammed my text book against the floor and screamed at her, "IT'S CULLEN! FUCKING CULLEN NOT COOLEN YOU DUMB BITCH!" Everyone sat quietly. A shocked look across her face. Jacob stared at me slightly frightened. The tears fell more than freely now. I shook my head, grabbed everything and started my way towards the door. "Mrs. Cullen-" She began but I held up my hand, "I'll send myself to the office, you just doom me ok?" I hissed. Jacob stood up, "Mrs. Talis, please, it's my fault. I was planning on taking blame for this from the start, but somehow, it spiraled out of control." Mrs. Talis nodded. "Jacob, escort her to the office. Her parents will receive a call about what she called me, and you will get four days of detention for making her so mad and prodding her to say such unnecessary, vulgar things during a class." He nodded and headed off to join me.

Everyone was whispering about me and Jacob. "I think their screwing." the kid closest to me whispered to a girl next to him. "STFU!!" I screamed "I'M STANDING RIGHT HERE! IF SOME STUPID ASS RUMOR IS SPREAD BECAUSE OF YOU, I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS!!" The kid pulled away and glared at me, "Mind your own damn business skank!" He screamed at me. I threw myself at him. I managed to tackle the kid out of his chair and put in a couple good cracks to the face. Jacob lunged forward and grabbed me pulling me off. The kid was crying, his nose bloody and his lip ripped open. That's when I realized that Fredrick Levinson wasn't in school today. Was it because of me? Pulling me away from the kid Jacob struggled. I tried to break through his grip, the tears burning my cheeks. "Please don't give her that bad of a punishment!" I could hear Jacob squeal as he struggled to contain me. I snapped my elbow back and got him in the face. I didn't mean it, I just wanted to get him away from me so I could beat the shit out of that kid.

It didn't work. All Jake did was hold on tighter. The kid squealed through his tears, "You're so lucky your slut of a girlfriend is a girl or I'd kick her ass." That got me even more pissed off. I snapped my hand out at him. Jacob pulled me back. "Dude, she as psychotic as her father!" a girl in the back of the room squealed. I stopped, my face turning blank. She...said what? The words snapped through my head. "Mayella, come on." Jacob whispered. Almost as if his voice triggered it, I snapped my elbow across his face. He fell backwards, his arms slipping out from around me. I lunged towards the back of the room, but hot hands grabbed my wrists ripping me back. I screamed. "DON'T YOU DARE SPEAK ABOUT MY FATHER LIKE THAT! YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HIM!" I was crying hysterically now, my struggling fading. Grabbing me, Jacob pushed me out the door and quickly pulled it shut.

I slammed myself against it and tried to open it. "Mayella, stop!" Jacob screamed. "NO! Did you hear what they said about me! About you! You're just going to let them!" He grabbed my wrist and started to drag me down the hall, "There's nothing else we can do about it!" I struggled against him but his grip remained tight and he remained pulling. "Mayella, You wouldn't be doing this right now if it wasn't for me! Stop! Why are you acting like this!" He stopped and turned to look at me. My face was probably warped. I kept screaming "let me go, I'm going to kill them!"

Reaching forward, Jacob grabbed my other wrist and slammed me against the lockers. "Let me go Jacob!" I screamed. Taking a deep breath, the next thing I knew, Jacob had his lips against mine. My body went stiff as his lips crushed mine. My tears drizzled down steadily. I was lost in the taste of his lips, the breath that leaked from his slightly parted lips intoxicating. He pulled away, his eyes looking down. Pulling away, he held my wrists against the lockers and mumbled "You can breathe now."

I did, my exhaling breath coming out shaky. He let go and backed away, his muscles were tense. I hadn't noticed, but he was shaking. He looked mad. I looked down at his now clenched fists. Reaching forward I touched his left hand. His muscles slid into a lag position, his hand falling open. I brought it up and held it with both hands in front of my face. Smiling, tears brimming my eyes, I buried my face into the monstrous palm of his hand and dropped my hands. He laughed and rubbed his hand across my face. "You sure do know calm someone down, don't you?" He chuckled. I pulled away and smiled. "Everyone but myself." I replied, my smile slipping away. Jacob smiled. "You lose your temper like me and my friends, maybe you should meet them."

I smiled. "That sounds great!" I stopped and began to think. "Wait!" He looked at me, his body half turned for the office. "Do...do they come to school here?" I questioned. He smiled, "Yep. There are six of them that go to this school, well, one just started High School" I cocked an eyebrow. "You only have six friends?" He smiled, "Yeah, people don't like me as much since I put one kid in traction because he decided to say something stupid and piss me off."

My Jaw dropped. Jacob? Jacob put someone into traction? I chuckled nervously. "I'd...love...to meet...them." I muttered. He laughed. "Great, they all sit with me at lunch. Yesterday would have been Seth's first day in that cafeteria, if not for the fact he was a school skipper." He growled, a smile stretched across his face. "What's wrong with missing the first day?" I questioned. Jacob looked down at me. I never really noticed how tall he was. He towered over me like a tree. He snorted, "Well, I'm sure that if he was eating lunch, he would have been able to see you throw the tray at Fredrick Levinson." My face turned red. So, his friends saw that too.

Walking forward, Jacob held his hand out and smiled. "Shall we go to the office?" I smiled and nodded, "To get my ass reamed on the second day of school by my parents? Sure! Sounds like fun!" He laughed and began to lead to the office. Two delinquents, one had detention for the rest of the week, and one was road kill when she got home...We were a perfect pair.

TWILIGHT

We were forced to sit in the office until lunch. On top of that, I wasn't allowed to talk to my parents until after school. I was dead.

Jacob and I walked down to the cafeteria together no saying a word. At the bottom of the stairs to the cafeteria, a group of people were standing there. They were all tall, thin people who looked older than teenagers, but they were good looking. Five boys, and a Girl. I stopped when the youngest looking one -shortest- ran up the stairs at us. I screamed as he tackled Jacob to the stair case and went for his throat.

They both tumbled down the stair case hitting the doors at the bottom. "Stop them!" I squealed as the little one punched Jacob in the face. Scoffing, the girl stepped forward, "Come on boys, you're scaring her!" They both stopped. The little one started laughing. "Aww. I guess we have to hold on until after school, huh?" Jacob laughed in return, "yeah, she's not used to this. She's new here also." The little one turned around and smiled at me. He was sitting on Jacob's chest with his hands around his neck. Shifting, Jacob threw his legs up and wrapped them around his friends neck, snapping him backwards. "Jacob, don't hurt him, I don't need him crying later on that his back hurts." The girl snarled. "Calm down Leah, stop being a wench." One of the other males growled. He had really short cropped hair and fairly large muscles. Leah rolled her eyes. "Since when are you the boss of me Jared?" she hissed, "Since he was here before you, Leah." The man next to him taunted in return. "Stay out of it Paul!" She clenched her fists and moved forward.

"Both of you knock it the hell off!" Jacob boomed. We looked back at him. He was standing now. The little one was rubbing his back. "You could have given me a warning you know." he grumbled. "Sorry." Jacob shrugged. "Lets go get our table and food before too many people come in. We don't need them gawking at Mayella." They all nodded except for the girl, Leah.

We walked across the cafeteria -which was practically empty- to a table in the far back, the farthest to the right, the exact opposite side of the row of tables. They all claimed their usual seats and I was left trying to figure out where to sit. Naturally I was sitting next to Jacob, but did I want to sit next to The little one or one of the other boys. The other really tall, Lanky almost nerdy looking one. "Ok, Mayella, as promised, I'm introducing you to my friends. First off, that right there, is Jared." He pointed to the tall muscular one with short hair. He was wearing a muscle shirt and jeans. Insane, just like Jacob. Smiling, he reached forward and held out his hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you," He said courteously. I took his hand. It was lost in his large hand the moment he wrapped his fingers shut. He shook it lightly. "It's nice to meet you too." I replied blushing. Like Jacob, his skin was hot. "Next, is Paul." He pointed to the one standing next to Jared wearing a white t-shirt and jeans. He smiled, "I'm not going to be a sappy, proper prince like Jared. How ya doin'" He chuckled shaking my hand. I giggled. "I'm doing good." When he pulled back, Jared was glaring at him. I laughed. "Third is Embry, he was one of my first friends." The nerdy looking one smiled, "She's cute Jake, you get her for me?" I blushed. Jacob snorted, "Not on your life bud." Everyone laughed except Leah. "Fourth is Quil, he was also one of my first friends." Quil was the third shortest and pretty muscular. He wore a muscle shirt with smaller straps. It hugged his body tightly showing off his abs. "Nice to meet you," He smiled winking. I smiled in return. "Fifth is little Seth." Jacob pointed at the little one who attacked him. He was wearing a short sleeve Polo and jeans. He had a hoodie wrapped around his waist. "Sorry for scaring you," Seth chuckled. "It's ok, I thought you were one of the ones who hated him. I...didn't want him getting hurt." I looked away. Seth's eyes lit up. "You're Jacob girlfriend?"

I could feel the blood rush to my face. "N-no! I just...I just didn't want to drag him to the nurses office!" They all laughed. I crossed my arms and scowled. "She has a bad attitude." Paul hooted. I stuck my tongue out at him. He laughed harder. Jacob slapped his arm around me, "It's ok May, It's not like it's a bad thing you have the hots for me!" He boomed. I pushed away. "Well, If I have the hots for you, then why did you kiss me upstairs." I retorted. His face turned to shock. The others howled with delight. "Oooo, Jacob, we never knew you could obsess over someone other than Isabella!" Jacob looked away. Even though I couldn't see it through his russet skin, I knew he was blushing. "I'm not obsessed. And it wasn't a kiss!" He hollered so that he could be heard over everyone else's laughter. "If it wasn't a kiss, then what was it?" I pressed, crossing my arms in disbelief. A smile on my face. "You wouldn't be quiet, you were screaming!"

Embry halfway threw himself across the table, "You had sex with her! You lucky dog!" My eyes snapped open. He pulled back, embarrassment on his face. "No! I did not have sex with her!" He emphasized every word. "Then why was she screaming?" Embry cocked an eyebrow, his smile deepening. "Because you twisted maniac! She got into a fist fight first period, kicked the shit out of Matt Garrison, almost killed some girl who insulted her father and she kept trying to get back in and murder them once I got her in the hall and the only way I could think of quieting her down was to give her mouth something to do other than scream!" The others rolled their eyes much like my parents did when I told them that Jacob wasn't a crush.

Sighing, Jacob shook his head, "last but probably not least is Leah Clearwater. She is the sister of Seth." I smiled, "It's nice to meet you." I replied, holding my hand out. She just looked at it and then at Jacob. "Can we go get our lunch now?" I pulled my hand away and cocked and eyebrow. She was a bitch! Jacob held up a hand "One more thing, Everyone, this is Mayella Cullen" they all gasped. Embry's smile stretched all the way across his face mirroring Seth's smile. They were all quiet. Looking around Jacob nodded then looked at Leah. "Ok, you guys go on up now, intros are finished." They all rushed up to the line, Jacob was about to run but stopped when he noticed that I was hanging back. "You gonna eat?" He questioned. I smiled, "yeah, I'm just thinking."

He cocked an eyebrow and turned to face me. "About what?" He asked. I looked up at him. "About two things that's happened." Jacob tilted his head off to the side. "And those are?" He prodded. I sighed. I turned and faced him. I wanted to ask him about if all he did was kiss me because I was screaming, or if he really felt something for me. So I figured I'd ask the question that bugged me less. "Why is Leah a bitch?" I blurted. Jacob pulled back shocked then started laughing. "You know, there is always that one person in every group of friends that no one likes. You just keep them around to hate their guts. Leah, well, she's kind of one of those people. She's a bitch because that's what she is. Now, the other thing." I hesitated, then sighed. "Why...Why are all of your guys skin so warm? It feels like you all have fevers." Jacob fell silent, the smile disappearing from his face.

"We don't know why. We all have it, but we're the only kids in school who do." I smiled gently and nodded my head, trying to cover up the concern for my real second question. I guess it didn't work as well. "Something else is bothering you." He whispered. I shook my head. "no, nothing is." I smiled and walked past him. Kids were starting to come down to get in line. "You'd better hurry before the lines get full." I hollered as I began to run. Jacob laughed as he chased after me.

Catching me as I tripped.

TWILIGHT

Jacob and I decided to skip the rest of our classes. I'm pretty sure we were supposed to be suspended anyway so what was the point? We hung out in the Gym with Embry and Seth. Seth was in a study hall and Embry had asked to go to the nurse. Seth and Jacob were having races back and forth across the floor. They called them pacer tests. They would see how many times they could run back and forth, and whoever lasted the longest would win. The only thing was, they had to touch the other end of the gym before a cd sounded, and if they touched the line on the other end after the buzzer, they lost. They were pretty neck and neck through the entire thing. Man could those boys run.

Eventually, Seth dropped out, he wasn't even sweaty but he was breathing heavily. Jacob stopped and jogged over to the bleachers where me and Embry sat. "How about you two give it a shot?" He panted. Embry smiled at me, "You want to?" I snorted, "Jacob, you should know what me plus running equals." Jacob laughed. "Oh come on May! You're not that bad!" I snorted again and rolled my eyes, "That's what you think." I started to climb down. I looked around and found a place for my jacket, and hoodie. I looked at the distance I had to run and smiled. All I had to do was stay focused and lift my feet and I'd be fine.

Grabbing onto the white shirt under my tank top, I slipped it off without having to take the tank top off. The boys all looked at me as if they were vultures waiting to feed. "What are you doing?" Seth finally asked. "Well, I'm going to be running and I don't want to get my clothes sweaty." I replied. Untying my belt I slid it out of the loops and put it with the rest of my stuff. Grabbing my pants button, I undid my pants and pulled them down. I could feel the tension in the rest of the room. I stopped halfway down my butt then straightened back up. "Uh...I was wondering. My underwear is long enough to be shorts so...can I...you know." I could hear them gasp. I looked back at them. They were shocked. Their bodies were rigid. I could tell they were blushing. I smiled. "Please?" Jacob stepped forward. "How far down do they go?" He questioned, clearing his throat. With my hand I demonstrated. They were like little boy tidy-whites. The little boy shorts that were famous amongst girls. They looked exactly like shorts.

Jacob gasped and nodded his head. I cocked an eyebrow and smiled. "By any chance, is this the most naked you guys have seen a girl?" They all started stuttering, trying their hardest to come up with some kind of story. In return I just laughed. "Wow, do I feel Privileged." Grabbing onto the belt loops of the pants, I hiked them down and slid them over the boots. Folding them up, I adjusted the legs on my undies so they were lower. They were usually right up my ass when I took my pants off.

Embry got off the bleachers like a robot, his body stiff as a board. I smiled as we chose our spot on the floor. Smiling, I touched his bare arm, his hot skin burning under my fingertips. His breathing came in short gasps that made his muscles tense. "Don't go to hard on me." I whispered to him. The way he practically slouched made it look like he melted. I chuckled and assumed the position that I had learned in track. Believe it or not, I was actually in track once. I was clumsy as hell, but I still won trophies.

The cd ran through it's introduction and the first buzzer sounded. I kicked off. I kept my breathing steady working from a jog to running. A few minutes passed by. I hadn't tripped yet! I closed my eyes as I felt my heart pound in my chest. I knew something was going to go wrong. Something terribly wrong was going to happen. I could feel it from my Goosebumps. I felt my breathing start to uneven which I knew wasn't good. "126! You're doing great Mayella!" Jacob called from the side lines. 126! I had done all of that in what felt like such a short time? I opened my eyes and saw that I was neck and neck with Embry, his face drenched with sweat. Unfortunately, that was all that was drenched in sweat on him. On me, my shirt and "shorts" were soaked. My hair dripped down my back. I hadn't noticed how badly my chest was bouncing, and that's when I noticed that my bra had snapped earlier on. Reaching the line, I dug down, grabbed my broken bra and ripped it off myself. I threw it to the ground right as the next buzzer sounded, the one telling us to kick off. I was trying my hardest now. My legs hurt and so did my lungs, that's when I saw him. A boy was standing in the doorway to the gym, his skin was white, like my fathers. He was beautiful. The smile on his face was enlightening. That's what distracted me. I went to kick off the line but as I swung my foot forward, I stepped wrong. I went down, a snapping noise echoing off the walls. I continued to slide across the floor due to the sweat and smashed into the wall. My face hit the padding, my vision flashing red yet again.

A chorus of voices screaming my name echoed through the gym. Jacob's was the loudest. "Is she dead!" Seth cried. Only two sets of footsteps could be heard running to me. Seth and Jacob? Embry was probably already by my side. I felt hot hands on my neck, "Did she break it! Did she break it!" Seth repeatedly screamed. "Shut up! I don't know do I look like a fucking doctor!" Jacob screamed in reply, "I heard something snap though!" Seth whined, "That was before she hit the wall." Embry replied. They all sounded panicked. "That means something else on her's broken. Ah shit! I'm going to have to drive her home and explain this to her parents." Jacob's hands left me. "Is every thing ok?" I heard a worried voice. It was smooth and attractive, it numbed the pain in my head. It seemed like just the sound of his voice was comforting me more than Jacob's touch, especially seeing how everywhere Jacob touched me, the pain in the neighboring area would flare to the spot. Right now, it was my head.

"Go away!" Jacob hissed. "I am just wondering if she's ok!" The voice said calmly but in a slightly raised voice. "We don't need your kind getting in the way!" anger started to flare. "Jacob..." I mumbled. I heard a sigh of relief, "Mayella, you're ok. I'm taking you home now." I went to shake my head, my spine flaring up like fire. The pain caused me to scream. I started to thrash around, my head and shoulders staying pinned to the floor by Jacob. "Mayella hold on." Jacob whined. All of their voices started at once. Suddenly Jacob's voice cut through them all with a harsh bark "SHUT UP! CAN'T YOU SEE YOU'RE FUCKING UP MY CONCENTRATION AND YOU'RE HURTING HER MORE!!" They all fell silent. Suddenly I felt Jacob's hands leave my neck, followed by the sound of him hitting the floor. His hands were replaced by cooling stone that numbed all of the pain. "Listen to me. Can you open your eyes?" His voice penetrated my head. "Get away from her!" Jacob snarled. "Be silent! I am only trying to take care of the problem that was caused by me!" He hissed slightly back. "Caused by you! What did you do!" A slightly worried chuckle escaped his lips, "I was the one who distracted her."

My heart started racing. He knew that my focus was on him when I wiped out. He chuckled again as he laid his hand on my heart, "It is good to know you are still alive...what was her name?" Jacob growled, "It's Mayella, but don't even bother trying to remember it!" My muscles tightened. "Jacob..." I mumbled again, this time in more of a whine. "Why should I not remember it?" The boy asked. "Because you're not staying around her long enough to use it!" He snarled again. "Jacob!" I screamed, my head flaring. He fell silent. My eyes flew open. Seth, Embry, Jacob and the pale boy were all sitting around me, their eyes confused. I groaned. "Jacob...please...he's trying to help." I mumbled, barely audible. Jacob wheezed, sounding like a whimper. The boy smiled. "Mayella, it is good to see that you are conscious." he said lightly. I moaned and returned a smile. "What's...your name?" I mumbled slightly, whimpering as he lightly moved my head checking to see if my neck was broken. "My name is Edward Shawn." he said simply, his hands moving down to my leg. Jacob growled. Moving only my eyes, I glared at him, "Shut up." I grumbled. "He doesn't like me very well, does he." Edward mused sliding his hand down across my knee. "Yeah well, I don't think he likes anyone who isn't like him or has boobs." Edward laughed. Jacob crossed his arms and grunted. "Oh, Jacob don't pout. You know I love you." I replied. Slowly, I reached my arm up and held out my hand. Sighing, he crawled forward and took my hand in his. With a chuckle he replied, "Well, if you love me like you said you do, then how about I come pick you up Saturday and we go watch a movie?"

My heart started to race. I lightly tensioned my hand, squeezing his gently. Edward dragged his hand down to my ankle. "I...I don't know. I'm not sure what I'm doing then, but if I'm not doing anything then...yeah." Edward applied pressure. Fire burned all the way up my leg. I screamed. The coldness of his hand disappeared as quick apologies fluttered from his delicate lips. "Indeed, I believe her ankle is broken."

Jacob leaned forward so that he was closer to me, "Is anything else on her broken?" I looked down to look upon Edwards beautiful face. He shook his head gently, his fairly long, slightly curly black hair swinging by his ears. His dark eyes hard. "No, nothing else is broken. She might have a sore neck though." Sighing loudly, Jacob pushed his hands under my shoulders, making sure to keep my neck from bouncing around to much, and started to lift me into a sitting position. Scooting over to us, Edward also slide his hands under me and sat me up. I groaned as the pain flared in my back. "Wow, I've never been more embarrassed in my life." I mumbled. Edward chuckled, "Why do you say that?" Jacob slid me across the floor gently and pulled me into his arms. He wrapped his arms around as if he were trying to keep me away from Edward. I struggled so that I wasn't completely covered up by him, "Because, I biffed it and half way killed myself...because I was running." I replied. Edward laughed loudly, his musical voice filling the air. He had a beauty much like my fathers. Perfect.

Sliding his arm under the back of my knees, Jacob hauled himself to his feet. "Well, that's taken care of, thanks for nothing." Jacob halfway sneered. He started to walk away. I slapped him in the chest, "Jacob!" He stopped. "What?" He asked as if he didn't do anything wrong. "Right now, if it wasn't for Edward, You, Embry and Seth would all be screaming trying to figure out what to do! The least you could do is show a little sincerity." He rolled his eyes. Turning around he said fakely, "Edward, Thank you so much, If I was gay I'd kiss you."

He whirled around and faced the bleachers again. "Jake!" I snarled. He ignored me and continued to walk. I reared my head to call over his shoulder, but Edward was already gone. "You know, you really need to work on your people skills." I mumbled looking back at his face. "I don't like him" He replied plainly. "Why not?" I questioned laying my head against his chest. Embry and Seth were still on the other side of the Gym talking amongst themselves. He grunted. "He was looking at you like you were dinner." He almost growled. "Well, I do look tasty." I giggled and pressed my forehead against his jaw bone. "Yeah, but you're my tasty." he replied reaching the bleachers. "According to whom?" I looked at him, my face turning hot. "according to this." He stole a quick glance over his shoulder then crushed his lips against mine.

My heart started to race as his hot breath burnt the inside of my mouth. I figured that seeing how I was able to make my father's suggestion come true with me getting mad at Jacob, I could make my mothers come true. Reaching around, I wove my fingers through his hair, grabbing a large section of hair, pulling it a hard, but still gently. His lips became more urgent as he pushed me against the bleachers, wrapping my legs around his waist. He wrapped his arms around my mid section and squeezed tightly. I wheezed as his body crushed mine. His tongue threatened to leave the sanctuary of his lips as they parted, but he knew enough to keep it to himself. Sitting me on the bleachers he pulled away, his soft hair slipping in between my fingers. He smiled as he stared at me. "Nice." He gasped. I couldn't speak. My heart was racing to fast.

Grabbing my pants, he gently rolled up the pant leg on the same side as my broken ankle and gently slide it over, making sure it didn't touch the jeans or was moved at all. Wrapping his arm around my waist, he threw my arm over his shoulder and gently lift me off the bleacher. "You think you can stand on your good foot until I pull up your pants?" He questioned, still catching his breath. "Yeah." I gasped.

He gently lowered me to the ground. I held onto his shoulder so that I wouldn't fall over. Sliding my jeans up he buttoned them. Grabbing my hoodie and jacket, he picked me back up and started to walk towards the exit. "Where are we going?" I questioned. "Stupid question to ask May." He replied. "You're not..." He looked down at me. My heart stopped. Doom started to fill the air. Seth and Embry started to follow us out but disappeared halfway to the lobby. "How can you do that! I don't want to go home! Not now!" I screamed, panic filling my heart. "May, listen, They can't be that mad at you if you're hurt, so just relax. I'll try to talk to them the best I can, I'll whittle them down and describe what happened. Don't worry." I shook my head. "How can I not worry? When you leave, I'm dead!" He rolled his eyes. He sat me in a chair in the lobby and quickly ran into the office. I was debating on running away before he came back out, but I was sure that I wouldn't get to far and even if I could run, he'd probably be able to find me easily. He knew the school better than I did and people would most definitely tell him where I was. I sighed and tried to imagine how pissed off Bella and Edward would be. The moment I thought of my dad, I couldn't imagine him. The name Edward made me think of the beautiful boy who had helped me. I shook his image out of my mind as Jacob came back out into the lobby a few minutes later.

"You're allowed to leave and I've also given them a heads up that you might not be in school for a few days." I looked at him confused. "Why won't I be in school?" I questioned. Sliding his arm under my legs again, he picked me up and made his way to the door. "Because, you hit your face pretty hard, you could end up with a concussion." He replied.

He walked me out to my truck and wedged me into the passenger side seat. He buckled me in then went around to the other side. It was no longer icy out. It was about 72 degrees and rainy. Hauling the door open, he climbed in and looked at the ignition, "where are the keys?" He asked smiling at me. "I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled them out, not understanding what the smile was for. Sliding the key in, he turned the truck on. It threatened to stall out a few times and the engine screamed louder than someone dragging a fork down a porcelain plate next to a mega-phone, but otherwise, Jacob knew the truck like the back of his hand. I stayed fairly quiet during the slow ride home until Jacob broke the silence. "Why are you so tense?" He questioned. I looked at him. He wasn't beautiful. He wasn't ugly either, but, he wasn't beautiful. Handsome was more like it. I shook my head. "I'm going to die, that's why." I muttered.

He pulled off into a driveway and shut the truck off. That's when I noticed I was home. Leaning over, he grabbed my hand and placed it on his cheek. I looked deep into his dark eyes and stared at him. His lips were pursed gently, a smiled tugging at the corners. "No, I don't think you will." My breath started to lose it's steadiness as he moved in closer, his lips coming closer to mine. "Yeah...I will." I replied, preparing for the kiss. Rolling his eyes he pulled away. "Jesus May, they aren't going to kill you!" He practically screamed. I didn't know why he was getting so mad. "How do you know that?" I questioned quietly. "Because! You didn't do anything wrong! It was me!" He almost slammed his hands against the steering wheel.

The front door to the house opened and in the doorway was Bella and Edward. I looked away from him and groaned. "You better start picking up some lines now, because we have no more time to talk." Forgetting completely that I had a broken ankle, I screeched the passenger side door open and went to step out. The moment even a little bit of pressure was put onto my ankle, I screamed and threw myself down to the ground. Unfortunately, there was a puddle there, and it wasn't on cleared off cement either. It was a rocky part of our driveway. I started crying as I bite my lip. Jacob ran around to that side of the truck to help me, but my father beat him there, shoving him out of the way with my mother right behind him. "Mayella, what happened!" He howled worried. "She broke her ankle in school." Jacob replied. "No shit Sherlock! You think I can't see that?"

"Edward, Stop it! He's only trying to help!" Bella squealed slapping him in the shoulder lightly. Scooping me up, Edward started to carry me inside. "Come on in Jacob." Bella invited, a grim look on her face. My father put me on the couch and immediately started to tend to my ankle. Jacob came in seconds later behind Bella. "How do you know who I am?" Jacob asked curiously. "Mayella was telling us about you yesterday, I'm pretty sure that you are him seeing how you are the only friend she's made so far." Bella cooed. Jacob smiled, "She was talking about me?" My face turned red. "I-I told her that I was sitting with you at lunch today!" I cut in before she could say anything else. She started laughing. "she really does like you. She may not act like it but, she really really likes you."

I grumbled and rolled my eyes. "Mom! Shut up!" Looking up at me from his work, Edward added, "Speaking of shut up, we got a call from the school today." My body went stiff. I looked down at my lap, getting ready to work up tears if need be. "What was this about you telling the teacher to shut the fuck up? And calling her a bitch, and beating up a kid, and threatening another student all in the same exact class?" He looked up at me, not a single look of Mercy on his face. "Do you realize that when I was going to school I never did anything like that! Do you realize that getting us on bad terms with that side of the border can make us look bad! Sam was kind enough to let you cross the border, you should be sucking up!" His voice started to raise. "Dad I-"

"No! You be silent! This is your second day of school Mayella!" He pulled away. "Dad listen!" He slammed his hands up, "No! You listen to me little lady! If anything else goes wrong, you will be ripped from that school faster than you can say no and you will be put into Forks!"

"Dad!"

"Shut up!"

"Mr. Cullen, Listen, it's not her fault-" Jacob attempted. "You stay out of this! You aren't a father, so you have absolutely nothing to say in this! I need to teacher her what I apparently thought she already knew!" My father screamed slamming a finger in Jacob's direction. "Would you just listen to us!" Jacob snarled. "No! I won't listen to you, in a matter of fact Jacob! I don't want you hanging out with Mayella ever again! I never want to see you again, so you just disappear now!" Jacob's face scrunched with anger. His body shook wildly. He shoved his hands to the sides of his head. "Why...won't you...listen...you..." Bella moved forward. "Edward! Listen now!" Edward glared at her, "You take their sides!" he snarled. "You're being unfair! Stop it now!" He whirled around and headed for the kitchen. Seconds later the front door slammed shut. Jacob was still shaking, the pressure he was applying to his head increasing. "Jacob..." I whispered. Tears started to fall from my eyes. I squealed realizing that according to my father, I wasn't ever going to see Jacob again. Hysterics started to kick in as my vision blurred behind the heavy curtain of tears. Bella was silent. A soft grunt came from Jacob. I tried to stop myself but only succeeded in making it worse. Jacob sat next to me on the couch and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close. "Mayella, Ssshhh." He kissed the top of my head. "It's alright, he won't be able to separate me and you." I buried my face in his chest and sobbed.

He held me like that until my eyes got sore from crying so much. I pulled away and sniffled. Looking up at him, I smiled. Bella was gone, she had gone out to search for Edward. "You done with the water works now?" Jacob said lightly. I nodded, sniffling. "I don't want to lose you." I squeaked. Jacob smiled and hugged me, "Don't worry May, once you have me, there's no getting rid of me." he joked. "so you're like AIDS?" I joked back. He pulled away and looked at me shocked. "I-I guess!" He chuckled nervously. "I was joking." I pulled away from him. He smiled. "Usually people don't use such deadly things in jokes." He laughed. "No, but I was using something you can't get rid of." Again, he laughed, "Yeah, I guess why you used AIDS then."

A few minutes later, Bella and Edward walked through the door. "Well, kids, I have good news for you." Bella said sighing. I swirled around to look at her. "What is it?" Edward was still pissed. I knew that that wasn't a good thing to deal with when I had to stay in the same house with him. Sleeping was definitely a bad idea tonight. I needed all of my guard up just in case if something funny came into his head.

"Well, Mayella, You will be allowed to visit Jacob, but when he's over here and if he ever goes in your bedroom, you must have the door open at all times. When out side this house, you will call us every ten minutes that you aren't in school and give us an update of your status and last but not least, you will only be able to be with Jacob until 6:30 outside this house. When he is here, he is only allowed here until 8." My jaw dropped. "6:30! You can't be serious! Me and Jacob were going to watch a movie Saturday!" I howled, despair almost taking control. "Then go to an early show!" Edward snapped. I fell silent. I turned around so that I wasn't looking at him. Bella was right. She had probably tried to take as much time out of him as possible. 6:30 was probably the latest he would agree on. Reaching forward, Jacob laid a hand on my leg and smiled. "That'll be fine. I'm pretty sure that we can get enough time in before 6:30." I smiled at him. Edward stood up, "If you're going to be doing stuff like that, I'll make it 4!" Jacob looked up at him and glared. "That's not fair sir! You can't hide her from the rest of the world!" Edward pulled away, his eyebrows pulling together. "Hiding?! HIDING! You think I'm hiding her!" He snorted. "It's people like you Jacob Black that I despise! Be thankful I'm even letting you into this house after corrupting her the way you did today!"

"Corrupting!' I am thankful! I'm very thankful, but you keep threatening to drop the time to an unreasonable time! I won't be able to talk to her at all except for in school!" Jacob growled. Sneering, Edward barked back "That's a good thing! I don't want her anywhere around your kind!"

"Stop trying to shelter her from everything! What will you do when she decides to have a family of her own!" Jacob snarled, his arms shaking. He was now standing in the doorway of the kitchen and the living room. "Oh, I won't mind unless it's with you!" Jacob clenched his fists. "I guess, I'm leaving then." He snarled under his breath. I gasped, my eyes zooming to him. "Jacob...no." he looked back at me. He was wicked pissed with my father. His arms were shaking worse than ever. He was so mad that it almost looked like his face was warping. Not wanting to make him anymore mad, I nodded once. I pushed myself to my good foot and hobbled to the stairs. "Mayella." I looked over my shoulder at him. He was forcing a smile. "Goodnight." I smiled. "goodnight, Jacob." Walking over to me, then wrapped his arms around my waist and pressed his lips against mine. The growling of my father could be heard from the kitchen. "I'm going to kill him!" Edward snarled. I pulled away and smiled at him. "I love you." He whispered looking down at me. I kissed him again quickly. "Do yourself a favor and use the back door." I whispered in his ear. He pulled away and looked at the back door and nodded. "Yeah, I think that would be best."

He backed off and headed for the door. "I love you" I whispered as he disappeared out the back door, from my sight. I sighed and turned to face one of my greatest enemies. Stairs.