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I probably would have kept sleeping if I hadn't been woken by an outrageous snore. At first I thought a bear was outside our window and I sat up in alarm. Or tried to. Jacob's arms were wound tightly around my shoulders, becoming my own personal straightjacket. He let out another snore. I held back a laugh, not really wanting to wake him, but not having a choice. I had to go to the bathroom and I was not going to wait until the Prince had decided it was a proper time to wake up.

"Jacob?" Silence. I wiggled and squirmed till I had turned around facing him.

"Jacob!" I whispered in his face, narrowing my eyes. His mouth twitched into a smile so I knew he was awake, "Don't be stubborn Jacob. I will go to extreme measures into insure that you are awakened in an orderly fashion that will allow me to extract myself from your large biceps." Another twitch. I rolled my eyes, "Fine. You asked for it." I took a deep breath, and with all my strength, I exhaled right in his face.

His eyes popped open in horror, his face contorting into extreme disgust.

"Now I remember why I didn't brush my teeth last night." I giggled, snuggling up to him, "So I could breath in your face. I'm going to guess it smells like marshmallows, bacon, and egg salad."

He groaned, rolling on his back. "I thought you were going to kiss me."

"Yeah you hold onto that buddy." I patted his chest and hopped up. He grabbed my wrist and yanked me back down.

"Thanks for the offer I think I will." he grinned at me, his brown eyes twinkling beneath his messy hair. I fought the urge to push back the brown strands that were already getting long.

I almost forgot I was supposed to be mad at him. I glared at him and bared my teeth at him.

"You're cute when you're trying to be ferocious." he grinned, "Like an angry puppy."

"Oh. Thanks." I said sarcastically, "Now can you please let go of me?." I looked pointedly at his hands around my wrists. "I. Have. To. Pee." I said slowly, like he was a second grader.

"Kiss." he reminded, touching my lips.

"I have morning breath." I reminded him.

"Kiss." he said again, smirking. I shook my head defiantly, messing up my hair further. I patted it consciously and realized that it probably resembled a very large bird nest. Just my luck. Oh right. I looked over at Jacob's face and he was staring, bemused at me. His eyes slowly trailed up to my hair and I felt blood rush to my cheeks.

"Oh no!" I groaned throwing my face into the pillow, "It DOES look like a bird's nest doesn't it?" I squeezed my eyes tightly as if it would make this horrible moment go away.

I felt Jacob pull me to him and wrap his arms around me.

"It's perfect." he assured me, "Just how I like a girl's hair. Nest-like."

I turned my face slightly so my cheek was resting on his chest. I tried not to blush again at the thought of my face against his bare chest. I mentally smacked myself in the face. How could I fall for him? How as it possible? Where did all the hate go?

I heard, as well as felt Jacob snort and I peered up curiously at him, "What?"

"Is it pathetic I was upset I couldn't see your face for approximately ten seconds."

"Bordering on psychotic at the very least." I teased, poking his stomach. I felt very pleased at the fact his body shuddered at my touch.

"Hmm I think I like this." I grinned evilly, running my palm across his stomach.

He growled and grabbed my wrist with lightning speed, "That's not fair and you know it."

"Aww." I complained, grinning up at him, "But I don't get to do this with every boy. I don't meet a guy every day whose desperately in love with me.

"Are you kidding?!" Jacob said with exasperation, knitting his eyebrows together, "You had Jason practically drooling every time you so as looked at him."

"Jason?" I said blankly. I vaguely remembered some boy in school with that name but recently not many boys had been in my thoughts except for Jacob.

"Art nerd?" as if that derogatory term would remind me. Which it did.

"Oh him." I waved dismissively, "Hardly competition for you so don't worry and stop being a jealous jelly fish."

"Jelly fish. Why am I jellyfish. Why not a jaguar?"

"Or a jackrabbit?" I suggested, mimicking little bunny ears.

"Oh NOW you're going to kiss me." he grinned puckering his lips.

"No!" I screamed, giggling as I tried to wrestle my way out of his grip. I should have known better then to attempt getting out of a werewolf's vice grip.

But as soon as his lips touched me, I felt all the resolve go away. I had never kissed anyone before Jacob, so it was pretty surprising how comfortable I was with him. My hands felt my way up his arms and up his neck where I grabbed fistfuls of his black hair and pulled him closer.

One of his hands was holding my arm where his thumb rubbed in small little circles, creating a little crater of warmth. The other had snaked it's way to my back, pushing me closer to him, if at all possible.

Our kisses reminded me of the morning. Slow and lazy, with just enough passion to keep a fire going. I felt my lips curve into a smile as my hand trailed down to his chest, feeling the erratic heart beat. I finally opened my eyes to see Jacob already staring back at me, his brown eyes dancing with joy and happiness... and something else?

I felt myself blush self consciously. "What?"

"You're really beautiful you know that?"

I buried my face in his chest, trying to calm my beating heart. I know some girls thrive on being told their beautiful, but it just really embarrasses me. What are you supposed to say, 'I know?'

I glanced up at him and was almost shocked to see the adoration in his face. This is what I thrived on. I loved, the feeling of being loved. I rested my forehead against his, as my breathing slowly went back to normal.

"Hey there." I whispered, staring straight into his eyes.

"Hey back." he grinned, his fingers twisting my hair in little curls. His eyes went blank a moment before realization hit them, "Hey you still have to go the bathroom right?"

"Mmm I don't want to go anymore." I laughed softly, "I like right where I am."

"I like where I am more." he argued, chuckling.

"Nuh uh."

"Uh huh."

"Nuh uh."

I burst out laughing, kissing him quickly on the lips. "I do have to pee. I'll be right back." I cautiously opened the door, looking for any signs of life. I didn't want anyone seeing me in Jake's clothes, and I DEFINITELY did not want to be questioned about what went on last night. I saw the bathroom and made a sprint from it.

"Ah! Nice try." I screeched to a halt and slowly turned around to see Emily leaning against the wall, smirking at me. My face turned beet red.

"You know?"

"I know." she grinned, "And all I have to say is, it's about time." She walked up to me smoothly, studying my face, "He really deserves someone great Tess."

"I know." I ducked my face, trying to hide my flaming cheeks. As if she had to remind me I wasn't good enough for him.

"I'm so glad he has you." she said softly, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. Such a simple act but it meant so much. "Sam tells me what Jake thinks about all the time their in werewolf form. You. You. You and You." she smiled, "Sam's going crazy trying to keep Jake on task." I pushed back my hair sheepishly, a nervous habit.

"Yeahh.... give him my apologies." I chuckled, "I'm sorry can we talk about this later? My bladder feels like it's about to blow up."

She made a face but grinned, "Be my guest."

I waved and quickly went in and closed the door. After using the bathroom and taking a quick shower, I blew dry my hair, putting it into a pony tail. I didn't want to put dirty clothes back on again so I wrapped myself in a towel and scurried down the hallway, slamming the door of the bedroom I was SUPPOSED to sleep in. I walked across the floor and kneeled on the ground next to my suitcase. Unzipping it I pondered for a moment what to wear, and decided I felt like going for a run.

"Tess what are you d-" Jacob walked in the room.

"JACOB!" I shrieked throwing a pair of pants at him, "What are you doing?! Don't look at me!" he clapped his hands over his eyes and promptly slammed into the wall. I fought back a giggle and quickly pulled on cute little blue boy shorts and a large green t-shirt. I walked over to Jacob who was laying on the ground with his eyes still covered, his lips twitching. I kneeled over him, inspecting his face. There's not many times I was allowed to look at him without his little smirk like he KNEW he looked good. I pulled his hands from his eyes and smiled softly. His eyes fluttered open and I smiled, pinching his cheeks.

"Up for a run?"

"Later? I'm kind of hungry." he answered standing up,

I frowned, "Okay. I'll run by myself."

"Tess..." he protested but I stood up and walked out of the room.

It actually wasn't a big deal. I just thought running was kind of our thing. We're both good at it. I suppose running would help me get over it though. I smiled wryly as I tied my tennis shoes and opened the door. They had a little path through the woods that you could run, and it was just what I needed.

I took a deep breath as I settled into the rhythm of my pounding feet, closing my eyes every once in a while, letting my face feeling the warmth of the sun that dappled the dirt trail. After fifteen benches I saw a bench and decided to take a break. My whole body was aching, and I loved it. It meant I was doing something right. Throwing my head back, I took a lung full of fresh air, my heart pounding.

"Pardon?" My head snapped back and I looked at a tall teen, about my age, looking just as sweaty as I felt. He had messy brown hair and vivid blue eyes. English accent I noted.

"Sorry to bother but I was hoping I could sit on the bench with you." I noticed that I had sprawled out across the whole bench. How thoughtful of me.

I smiled sheepishly, "My bad. Go right ahead."

"Thanks."

He sat down and I closed my eyes again. I could feel his eyes on me but really, I didn't care. He was cute but he wasn't Jacob. He didn't make my heart go into overdrive.

"I'm Daniel." I waved a hand limply in recognition, slowly opening my eyes.

"I'm sorry I'm so unsocial. Just pooped. My name's-"

"Tess!" I heard Jacob's outrage voice as he stalked towards me, his eyes flashing and his gaze murderous. I raised my eyebrows. What could he be mad about? He isn't one of those jealous guys who instantly thinks-

"Whose this?" he said, his voice thick with implication.

"MY GOD." I threw my head back and laughed, "You are one of those guys who thinks his girlfriend shamelessly flirts with people when he's not there."

"This is your, boyfriend?" Daniel said haltingly, his voice filled with disappointment.

"You mean the insecure big guy? Yeah that's my lovah yo."

"Ah." he said his face red, "Well I believe my break has been long enough. Cheers." with blinding speed he took off down the path and turned the corner until I couldn't see him.

I immediately turned and glared at Jacob, who suddenly looked very unsure of himself.

"I cannot BELIEVE you Jacob Monkey Butt Black."

He took a step back. I was on a rampage and he knew it. No stopping Hurricane Tess now.

"I would tell you how mad I am. But I don't have words for how mad I am. First you don't want to run with me, then you make a big fuss because GOD FORBID I am sitting on the same bench as some random guy. God I MUST be cheating on you. I mean why else would I be sitting anywhere near another person of the opposite sex. Do you not TRUST me?" I challenged, walking right up against him. I didn't feel very intimidating since I was much shorter then him but he looked plenty scared.

"I don't trust HIM." he said, defiance flashing in his eyes.

"Well never heard that cliché line before." I glared throwing my hands up. I started stalking in the other direction.

"Other way Tess." he reminded, a superior smirk on his face.

"Wipe that smile of your face." I muttered as I stomped past him.

I felt his arms wrap around my waist, and I had to remind myself I'm still mad.

"I do it because I care." he grinned cheekily.

"Isn't that what boys tell their girlfriends after they beat them?" I mused, "If so you're not helping yourself."

"You want a proper apology?" he let his hands drop from my waist

I turned around and crossed my arm, "Yes. And let it consist of more then two words. Those being I'm and Sorry. And also duck duck goose is void of using."

He bit his lip, frustrated. He actually looked kind of cute. He turned around abruptly and I thought he was going to simply walk away but just as abrupt he turned back around with a determined look on his face.

"I. Love. You." he enunciated, "I have loved you from the very minute I saw you. I loved you when you told me you hated me and never wanted to see my face. I love when you think you're smart so you kind of smile at me all superior like. And I love when you say things that don't make sense but somehow you MAKE them make sense. I hate that every moment you're not with me, I want to sit in a corner and do nothing. Because what's worth living life if you're not living it with me. I hate that I see you talking to a guy and I immediately want to throw him into a tree and grab you and run. I hate that I'm insecure, jealous, and slightly violent." I rolled my eyes at the slightly part. He ignored me and continued, "But I'm human. I may only be half but I'm human. So when I get insecure, tell me you love me. When I get jealous, kiss me. When I get violent-" he paused.

"Punch you in the face?" I suggested.

He looked warily at me, "It wouldn't hurt me."

"You could pretend." I argued, putting a hand on my hip.

"Alright." he agreed, "That was 162 words. Is that sufficient."

"Any man who can count to three digits obviously deserves my forgiveness." I smiled. I walked slowly to him, placing my hands on either side of his cheek. "I love you." I leaned forward and kissed him softly, "Don't be jealous." I let go and punched him in the face, "And don't be violent."

He stared blankly at me.

I widened my eyes impatiently and motioned with my hand.

"Oh. Right. Yeah. Oww. That hurt. My face. I need a Band-Aid. Ow." he said lamely, smiling at me sheepishly.

"That'll do." I stroked his cheekbone, letting the heat from his body creep down my fingers and into my heart. He stared at me adoringly and I couldn't help but smile at him.

"Now give me a piggy back ride home slave."

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