Summary: Is it? Can it be? Another Jacob/Sister spanking fic? Well, I guess so. It's not always easy being the younger sister of an Alpha Wolf. Especially when puberty isn't the only transformation you are going through.

Chapter One:

I stood outside school, looking around for any sign of my brother, Jake. Usually I could hear him coming from a mile away, on his motorcycle. Most of the time, he was already here, or at least had someone here waiting for me. It was raining, and my long black hair was starting to plaster itself to my face, my clothes becoming wetter by the second. A small group of my classmates walked by, huddled under three umbrellas. They waved to me, yelling good-bye's, and see you tomorrow's. I waved back, giving a small smile. They split up, going their separate ways, either onto their bus, into their parents car, or meeting up with an older sibling to walk home. Most of the kids at La Push Middle School didn't live to far away, and the high school was close enough that the older kids would meet up with the younger kids and walk home. Some of the high schoolers walked with the middle schoolers because they lived on the same street, and in La Push, everyone looked out for each other. It was a small town, and everyone knew everyone.

"Kiana," I heard my teachers voice and I turned around to see her walking up beside me, holding her umbrella so it covered both of us. "Where's your brother?" she asked. It wasn't like Jake to leave me hanging at school like this.

"I don't know." I told her, glancing down the road. I grabbed the straps of my backpack and hoisted it up higher on my back. I had an awful lot of books in there, and it was getting heavy.

"Would you like to go in the office and give him a call?" she offered, and I shook my head.

"It's okay. I'll just wait for him here."

"You should go inside. Wouldn't want to catch a cold, would you?"

As she said that, a fancy looking car pulled into the parking lot, and my stomach dropped. I knew whose car that was, and I was not pleased to see it. It was Renesmee's car.

"There he is." I said, trying to sound cheerful. I thanked my teacher and made my way to where the car stopped by the curb. I slid into the back seat to find Jake looking apologetically at me from the drivers seat, and Nessie sitting in the passenger seat.

"I'm sorry, Kia." He said when I closed the door behind me. Instead of replying to him, I folded my arms and looked out the window. Of course the reason he was late was Nessie. Ever since Jake imprinted on Nessie (she insisted on being called that), when she was "born" three years ago, Jake's entire life has been devoted to her. First he was her caring brother figure, then he was her friend, and then he was more than a friend. I didn't care what he was to her, I only cared that she took him from me. I hated her for it. "Don't give me the silent treatment." he pleaded. I tightened my arms across my chest even more, and turned my face further away from him. "Kia," he said warningly.

"Please leave a message after the beep. Beeeep!"

Jake inhaled deeply, holding it for a moment, before turning to face the front and exhaling. He shifted the car into gear and pulled away. I watched the school disappear as we drove away. I knew where we were going, and I wasn't happy about that, either. We were going to the Cullen's. I didn't mind the Cullen's. I actually liked them very much. Alice and Jasper, Emmett and Carlisle. Even Edward wasn't so bad. Esme of course was always kind to me, and I could never say anything bad about her. However, Bella and Rosalie were hard for me to get a long with sometimes. When Nessie and I had been the same age about two years ago, I used to fight with her very often, and of course Bella being her mother, and Rosalie the over-protective Aunt, didn't look on that very fondly. They obviously know I don't like Nessie, because Edward can read thoughts, and Jasper can sense feelings. I mean, I'm only eleven, I can't control what I think and feel all the time.

Jake doesn't really know I don't like Nessie. I never said anything to him, and neither did Edward or Jasper. They respected my wishes when I told them not to say anything, which really meant a lot to me considering I'm only eleven.

Having Nessie around was especially hard when our father died a year ago because of a heart attack. I had gone through a long period where I wouldn't talk to anyone. The only person who understood was Edward. He could hear my thoughts and knew exactly what I was going through. He knew that I resented Nessie for getting a lot of Jake's attention, but I would never say that to Jake's face. Edward knew that I felt betrayed and abandoned, not only by my mother and my father, but also by Jake. That was worse, because he was alive. My parents were dead, so they had no choice but to not be around anymore. Jake had the choice, but he just didn't understand.

"Do you have any homework tonight?" Jake asked me, breaking the silence in the car, and my thoughts. I nodded. Being in sixth grade meant homework practically every night. I hated homework, but Jake said that I had to do it. So I did it. Most of the time.

Since our father died, Jake has been taking care of me. He stepped into the role as my guardian without a second thought about it, or any worries at all. It was almost as if nothing had changed in our relationship, except that what he said, was final, unlike before, when I had my father to go to if I didn't like what Jake said. Usually, my father would sway Jake, and I would get what I wanted. But I couldn't do that anymore.

Jake is more strict than my father was. I think it is because of the fact that Jake is an Alpha, and is a leader by blood. I mean, my dad was strict and all, but he was easier to sway than Jake. Jake is like a rock. What he says goes. If I break a rule, I get punished. It's as simple as that.

"Do you want to do it at the Cullen's, or do you want to save it for when we get home?" He asked. I shrugged. "Kia, I said I was sorry. You can't give me the silent treatment forever."

I didn't say anything. I could too, if I really wanted.

We pulled into the Cullen's driveway, and I made to get out of the car, but Jake hit the lock button.

"You're not getting out of this car until you talk to me." He said, turning to look back at me. I narrowed my eyes at him. Nessie looked to Jake then back at me.

"I'll let you two talk." She said, giving Jake a quick peck on the lips before unlocking her door and getting out of the car. I could as easily unlock my own door and just walk out, but I knew it would make Jake mad, and I didn't feel like making him mad right now. I was the one that was mad. Jake looked expectantly at me, waiting.

"So what were you two doing?" I asked grumpily. "Strolling along the beach?"

"What does it matter what we were doing? What matters is that we were there." Jake countered.

"You were late." I huffed. "I'm all wet now, because I had to wait for you."

"Why did you just wait inside?"

"Because I was looking for you. I thought you would be there faster. By the time I realized you weren't there and you weren't coming, I was already wet."

"I'm sorry." Jake said. "I am, Kiana. Can you please forgive me?"

He pushed his bottom lip out and gave me the puppy dog face. I did that to him all the time, and he started doing it to make fun of me, but realized that when he did it when I was mad, it would make me laugh, because he looked so ridiculous, and could hardly stay mad at him.

This time, I tried to keep a straight face. I glared at him through narrowed eyes, by my lips were twitching, and I could help the smile that finally spread from one ear to the other.

"Jake, stop." I protested. "I'm mad at you!"

"Then why are you smiling?" He asked, reaching back to tickle my leg above the knee. I jumped, pushing his hand away, squealing. "Huh? Now you're laughing? Is this what you call mad?"

"Jake, stop!" I whined, trying not to giggle as he continued to tickle me. I pushed his hand, away again, and when it found contact with my knee, I pushed it away harder. "I said stop!" I snapped. Jake stopped, suddenly looking reproachfully at me. I could feel the tears making their way to my eyes, and looking down into my lap, frustrated. Why was it that whenever I was mad at him, he always turned it around so that I was laughing it off? It was frustrating, not being able to be mad at him, while he could be mad at him and decide when he was done being mad.

Jake turned away from me, and unlocked the doors. I sat in my seat, still glaring into my lap as he got out and made his way to my door. When he opened it, he grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the car. I stood there as he knelt down in front of me, holding my arms to my sides.

"I understand you're upset with me for being late, but this is too far. You cannot be this upset over me being late."

"Yes I can." I pouted. Jake shook his head, disagreeing.

"No. There is something else bothering you. What is it?"

"Nothing."

"Don't lie to me, Kiana." Jake warned.

I didn't know what to do. I didn't want to tell him that I was mad that he was late because he was with Nessie. It's not like he didn't spend enough time with her as it was. Why was she the reason he had to be late? I wouldn't have cared if it was Pack stuff. But Nessie stuff? That hurt. I had to think of something quick to tell him. I thought of something, which wasn't a lie. It was something that upset me today, and I figured I could spin it off into something that would make him believe me. Even if it meant putting my butt on the line. I was more inclined to put my butt on the line, then express to Jake my true feelings for the love of his life, just yet.

"I got an F on my History test today." I mumbled. Jake drew his brows together.

"That's. . . That's it? That's what's bother you?" He asked.

"Jake, I studied for an hour, every night for the past week for that test! Remember? You were the one that made me do it!" I stomped my foot.

"Yes, I remember." he said. "Instead of being mad at me though, you should be focusing that energy on finding a way to do better on your next test, don't you think? I understand you studied for an hour every night, but maybe you need to change the way you study."

"Maybe if you helped me, I wouldn't suck so much."

"Don't put this on me." Jake warned. "You are accountable for your own grades."

"But I tried so hard!" I whined. I did, I really wanted to get a good grade on the test. I wanted Jake to put it on the fridge like he did with my other test's that had A's on them, just like dad used to do. "It's not fair."

"What's not fair, is you taking your anger out on me." Jake replied. "And you didn't even say hi to Nessie. What did she do to deserve the silent treatment too?"

There we go, back to Nessie.

"I'm sorry." Well, it was half true.

"I'm sorry, too. Now can we hug already?" he held his arms out and I stepped into them, bending slightly to rest my head on his shoulder. I loved hugs with Jake. They were always warm and he was so big that he enveloped me completely. I always felt safe with Jake. "Let's go inside. Everyone is waiting for us." Jake said into my hair. I nodded, and stepped away.

We walked up the front steps, into the Cullen's house, which was large and fancy. It was very opposite our house, which was small and cluttered. We went upstairs into the living room, where Nessie was sitting on the couch with Bella and Esme. They were talking in low voices, too low for me to hear, and stopped when Jake and I entered the room.

"There she is!" Esme smiled, standing up and coming over to kiss the top of my head. "We were wondering if you were ever going to get out of that car."

I knew she was just trying to make me feel better, but I also knew that they probably heard every word Jake and I said to each other. I looked across the room the Jasper who was sitting by a pile of paper that Alice was making into a paper chain. He met my gaze and winked. I dropped my backpack on the floor and began heading over to them.

"Kia." Jake said, and I stopped to look at him. He gestured to my backpack and I gave him a "What" look. He tilted his head to the side and gave me the look. The Alpha look that said, if you don't do it now, I'm going to make you. I exhaled loudly and went over, making a show of grabbing my backpack up and placing it in a less obvious place. "I don't know what has gotten into you," Jake mumbled, shaking his head as he went over to Nessie.

I clenched my jaw and stalked over to Alice and Jasper, plopping down on the floor beside them.

"Hey, Kia." Alice smiled, offering a roll of tape and some paper to me. "Want to help?"

I nodded, taking the paper and tape from her. By the time I connected about two hundred paper rings together, Jake had decided he had enough of Nessie for one night (or at least that was how I liked to look at it) because he came up behind me and gently ran a hand through my hair.

"Ready to go, Kia?" he asked. I nodded, placing my last ring on the chain, and putting it on the floor. I waved good-bye to Alice and Jasper, then grabbed my backpack from the floor. Nessie walked with us to the door, pulling my brother in for one last kiss.

"See you later." She said to him, then waved to me. "Bye, Kia."

It was weird, having her as a friend before, and now having her as my brothers boyfriend. I mean, I was never really great friends with her, but we used to play together for a while when we were the same age/size. Then she grew up, and I didn't.

I gave her a lame wave, then walked out of the door to the car that Jake had driven there earlier. I got into the passenger seat and waited for my brother. When he got in the car he turned it on and started driving away before saying anything to me.

"When we get home, I want yo to start your homework, okay?" he said. "Emily is going to come over tonight and watch you while the Pack has a meeting." After Jake assumed his role as lone wolf, then became Alpha of is own pack, Sam gave up his title to Jake, only in agreement that Sam was second in command. Jake still carried the most power though.

"What? Jake, I want to go to the meeting!"

"Kia, it's a school night, you can't." He told me.

"But last time you said I could go! You promised!" I argued. I had been to a few meetings before, but the last one I wasn't allowed to go to, and Jake said that this time I could go.

"Last time, I didn't know that our meeting would be on a school night. You're not going, and that's final."

"That's not fair!" I shouted, tears springing into my eyes. This whole day was terrible. Nothing was going my way and I was tired of it. "You can't do that, you can't break a promise, Jake!"

"I'm sorry, Kia, but I'm not letting you go to a meeting on a school night. It starts late enough as it is, it'll be near midnight by the time it's over, and you have to get up at six. Did you forget that your bedtime is nine?"

I hated having a bedtime.

"That's not fair!" I insisted, starting to cry. Leah always said I cried when I wanted to get my way, and Embry said I cried because I was an emotional person. Jake said it was a combination of both. "You always do this! You always promise me something, then break it!"

"Kiana, when it comes to your safety, and education, I'm willing to break promises. Yes, I know I said you could go. Yes, I didn't realize it would be on a school night. Yes, I'm sorry and I feel bad that I have to leave you behind, but there will be more."

"I want to go to this one!"

"Why? What is so special about this one?" He asked, his tone slightly sarcastic.

"You said I could go, that's what! I've been waiting!"

We crossed the boarder into La Push.

"Well, you're just going to have to keep waiting."

I inhaled a shaky breath, tears still falling out of my eyes. I couldn't believe he was doing this. The last meeting was over two weeks ago, and now I would probably have to wait at least another two weeks before the next one.

"You're so mean." I told Jake, spitefully as we pulled into our driveway. I snatched my backpack off the floor of the car. "You're so mean and I don't want to look at you anymore!"

I wrenched the door open and ran inside, skidding down the wooden floors of the hall to my room, where I slammed the door behind me. I flung myself onto my bed, crying into my pillow. How could Jake be so mean to me? He knew how much I loved going to the meetings. Ever since the Volturi came for Nessie, there hasn't been much going on, but because the Cullen's still live near, we occasionally get another kid turn. There hasn't been a kid turn in a little over a year though. Jake thinks that there will be another one soon.

"Kiana" I could hear Jake's voice outside my door, but I covered my hands over my ears.

"Go away!" I yelled, my voice muffled by my pillow. "I don't want to look at you Jake! I'm so mad at you!"

It was times like this that I wished I had a sister, someone who I could talk to and would understand my feelings. I mean, Jake did pretty good most of the time, but he was a boy. He didn't always understand me the way a sister would. I asked Dad once, if Mom hadn't died, if they would have had another kid. He looked really sad when I asked him that, and said he didn't know. Then he wheeled himself away and that was the end of that.

"Fine." Jake sighed. "But you better start your homework. Emily will be over in an hour and a half. I want your homework done by then, understand?"

I didn't have much homework tonight, I only had some math problems and a short story to read. It wouldn't take me more than thirty minutes to do. But I was too mad at Jake.

"Fine!" I snapped back, though I had no intentions of doing my homework. I listened for his footsteps to retreat, and when they did, I wrapped my arms around my pillow and curled up into it, sulking. Today was just not a good day. I was having a lot of those lately. Bad days and emotional waves that would just make me crazy. Leah said it was because I was at the age where I might be hitting puberty. I think she's wrong.

I stayed in my room until I heard the doorbell ring, and Emily's voice drifted down the hall. I got up from my bed and went over to my desk, quickly pulling some of my school stuff out of my bag and making it look like I had been doing homework the entire time. A soft knock sounded on my door and Jake poked his head in.

"How's it coming?" He asked. I shrugged my shoulders, pretending to read the story. "You almost done?" I nodded. There was a moment of silence, and then I heard my bedroom door shut. I looked behind me, thinking that Jake had left, but he was walking towards me instead. I turned back around, looking down into my papers. I was still mad at him, and would be mad at him until he decided to let me go. If he didn't let me go, I don't know if I could ever not be mad at him again.

"Kia, don't you think enough is enough?" He asked me, putting his hand gently on the back of my head. "I'm sorry that you're upset with me, but I'm not going to change my mind."

"I know you aren't. Because apparently it's against the rules for me to be happy."

"That is a lie, and you know it." Jake told me. "So you can stop being a drama queen."

"Don't call me that."

"Well, it's true." he insisted. I turned to glare at him.

"Well sometimes you can be a real asshole, but I don't say it!"

"Ex-What did you just say?" Jake demanded, taken aback.

"You heard me! I'm not saying it again."

"Oh, you better not." Jake said, narrowing his eyes at me. "You know exactly how I feel about you using that kind of language."

"And you know exactly how I feel about you keeping promises." I countered.

"I'm serious, Kiana. Knock your crap off, now. We're not having this discussion, you're not going. The. End. If you don't drop the attitude, and get out into the living room in ten seconds, I will have no problem letting my hand finish this discussion, with your butt. Understand?"

I clenched my jaw, fighting against the tears of anger and betrayal that threatened to break the surface, and glared at him.

"One. Two. Three. Four."

"I"m not a baby!" I protested. "You don't have to count!"

"Seven. Eight."

I pushed back from my desk and stood up, making my way to the door with footsteps that weren't quite stomping, but not light, either.

"Attitude." Jake warned as I opened the door. I ignored him, making my way down the hall into the living room where Emily was standing. When I saw her, she smiled kindly at me, and I couldn't help but run over and hug her. I had known Emily for a long time, and she was very kind all the time.

"What's wrong?" she asked, concerned, when I buried my face into her side. Jake was short before he turned, but then he grew really tall. I was just short. One of the shortest kids in my class.

"Jake promised me last time that he would let me go to the next meeting." I sniffed. "Now he's saying I can't go because it's a school night!"

"Oh, honey." She said, hugging me tighter. "Jake just wants what's best for you."

"But he promised!" I stressed the last word, looking up into her face and blinking innocently through my lashes.

"Kiana, enough." Jake had followed me out of the bedroom, and was now looking at me with stern eyes. "If I have to tell you again, we're going to have a problem."

I let out a huge sigh and crossed my arms, plopping down onto the couch.

"I'll call you if I think the meeting is going to go any later than twelve." Jake said to Emily as he grabbed some rope so he could tie his clothes off to his leg. He walked back around the couch, bending over to give me a kiss on the head. "Be good for Emily, you hear me?"

"I hear you."

I liked Emily. I wouldn't ever be bad for Emily, because I liked her too much. She respected me and I respected her. I couldn't say the same for Leah though. If Jake ever had Leah watch me, I'm sure there would be plenty of bad to go around.

"I love you, kid." he said heading for the door.

"Love you too." I mumbled, trying to sound as miserable as I could while I said it. He closed the door behind him, and a few minutes later I heard the sound of his howl, calling the pack together. Emily came over and patted my leg.

"Why don't we start making dinner?" she suggested. My stomach rumbled, right on cue.

"Okay." I said, getting up from my spot on the couch. I might as well enjoy Emily's company. Clearly, there was no way I would get to that meeting.

Well, what do you think? Reviews are awesome, and you are awesome! So, just for some feedback, what do you think she should do. Stay home like the good sister she is, or sneak out to the meeting like the bratty eleven year old girl she is?