Authors Note: All things Twilight belong to Stephenie Meyer, the rest is me.
Seriously? You're still reading my fic after all this time? THANK YOU! I'll try to bring my two troubled love wolves to shore but where, and how rocky a shore that'll turn out to be, I still don't know. I hope you'll enjoy it all the same!

I'm once more going solo, NO BETA, so bare with me please, I have no one to correct me and telling me I make no sense whatsoever.

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Jacob

I was intensely aware of her, as she sat right next to my elbow, and kept my eyes at the person speaking at the front of the room. No matter how I tried, and I had tried for the better part of a month now, the teachers could hold my attention no longer than five minutes. Every night I had to spend bent over the books, while she explained to me everything I had missed. I loved Nessie, but I hated how she had to spend so much time teaching me. And I didn't have the heart to tell her it was all because of her. With her in the next seat, my focus was inevitably on her.

After a summer full of sneaking around, stealing "chaperoned" sleep-overs at my dad's, who somehow always ended up getting late at Sue's, or Charlie's, and just about having skin contact all the time, this was excruciating. Not only did I have to wear jeans, which I wonder how I could ever have loved before my phasing begun, and sweaters, I also had to keep my hands to myself. Edward had followed us the first days, just to make sure we were settling in alright. He told me how me towering over Nessie and always touching her in one way or another, was giving just about every person we met crazy stalker feelings towards me. I shrugged it off. The next day I looked at something else than Nessie for a change, and realized one needn't be a mind reader to draw that conclusion. So I stopped. But living in dorms, Nessie's guarded by the grumpiest matron I could ever have imagined, there was really no toughing her in the off hours either. And definitely no sleep overs.

I knew I was sulking, but I couldn't help myself. I had imagined how great college would be, how we'd get to live on our own, since the rest were still going to Harvard. Since my night classes had gone fairly smooth, I thought I had the knack for studying. Turns out, our teacher must have been very tired of teaching. Half the things I read in my books now, I've never even heard of before, and the books seem to take for granted that I'm fully educated. We didn't even study in the privacy of her or my room, oh no, we had to go to the library, so my humiliation was also public. Afterwards I would go back to my room and call Edward over Skype and then he would explain very thing to me again. Given that he had gone through the subjects many times, he was a great help, knowing just about all ways to teach a thing. Still, talking to my beloveds' father wasn't at all how I wanted to spend my nights.

Worst of all was, I could feel that she was unhappy too. Probably because of me and my sulking, but I couldn't know for sure because she absolutely refused to tell me. Which to me made it pretty evident it was because of me.

The rooms fill with chatter and noise as the lecture ends and everyone gets to their feet. I get up, and offer Nessie my hand. She takes it, but doesn't show me anything. She hasn't since the very first day. She's afraid she'll forget herself and project while touching someone else. She did with the principal as they were shaking hands that day. Luckily, he was a bit stressed and thought he was imagining things. Nessie didn't even notice, it was Edward who told her after wards. She led me out of the house, and for the first time since we came here, the sun was out. I feel it warm my face and I couldn't help the wide smile growing on my face. I glanced over at the gorgeous girl next to me, her skin sparkling ever so slightly, as if she was using some product or something. It wasn't an obvious thing like her family's, but just a subtle, healthy glow. I saw her mile with all her face as well, as she was facing the sun with her eyes closed. She squeezed my hand a little.

"I want to go hunt!" The direct message felt unnatural after so many weeks of silence. I didn't know how to answer her, I couldn't very well speak out loud since we were surrounded by people. So I did what any sane man in my position would have done. I kissed her. Just like that, I wrapped her up in my arms and pressed a very direct and unromantic kiss on her soft, trembling lips.

Nessie

I couldn't believe he was finally kissing me. I felt my heart grow warm again, just like the sun had heated my face, my insides were melting from being wrapped up in his arms. I knew we should go to the library, Jacob needed to study so badly. I hated every second of it. No talking, just whispering, and I knew I could have taught him everything he needed to know, even right there in class, if it had been possible for me to just project it to him. But I didn't dare to do that. It was way too risky, we had to keep a low profile after all.

I unwrapped myself and began towing him towards the car. Poor thing, it had been all but abandoned since we got here. With global warming, oil crisis and all, the low profile thing was to leave the car by the dorms and walk around campus. Also, my father had firm opinions on wasting finitive resources. But it wouldn't be very discrete to run out of town. So the car it was. I could feel Jacob following me in a reluctant trot. I knew it was because he worried about school. To be honest, my whole family worried about his results, not that I would ever tell him that.

As we reached the car, I slipped in to the passenger seat. I usually loved to drive, but so did Jacob and I wanted to make him happy today. He got in, and after cursing under his breath while trying to fit his knees around the steering wheel, he pulled and yanked at the levers.

"How the leeches can you drive like this?" He frowned at me as I couldn't stifle the giggle in my throat.

"Maybe because I'm not as freakishly big as you are?" I said it with a light tone, making sure not to step on any soar paws. "Want help adjusting that?" I pointed at the seat, which was still very close to the wheel, while the back lied almost flat in the backseat.

"No, I can do this, you don..." He quieted down as I leaned over him, put a hand down between his legs, and yanked at the lever by his left ankle. When I had it all the way up, I gave him a light shove with my shoulder and the seat glided back without a hitch. I heard him moan and looked up gleefully.

Jacob

Nessie had her head pretty much between my legs when I saw her Dungeon Master, ehr, Dorm Monster, UGH! Mrs. Wilkes, coming down the street at a rapid pace. She seemed like a war cruiser heading for a hot zone as she plowed through the few students cluttering the side walk. I could only hope she would pass out of sight from the car, I didn't want Nessie to stop, it was nice to have her so close after all this time. But when the seat slammed back as Nessie shoved me, her head turned towards me, and as a heat seeking missile she changed path. I let out a pained sigh.

As she reached my open window, she spotted Nessie, who was just looking up at me with a very content expression. She turned red, then purple, then scarlet, and turned straight around and stomped of. I could hear her muttering under her breath, "Well, I have never in all my years... "

Nessie's laughter brought me back to reality, and I couldn't help myself from joining her.

"Can you imagine what this must have looked like to her?" Nessie had stars in her eyes as she spoke.

"Well, actually I can. I have pretty much the same view, and it is mighty tempting I might add." I winked at her as I finished the sentence. Part of me wished she would pick up the line, and part of me begged she wouldn't. I loved when she teased me, but I longed so badly for her, that I was unsure whether I would be able to contain myself if she did. After an almost awkward moment when no one seemed sure of where to look or what to do, she sat back up in her own seat.

"Come on my big bad wolf, let's get out of here!" How's that for giving a guy dirty ideas I ask you?

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AN: So, I know it's short, too short, but that's all I have at the moment. Sorry. I hope you like it though!