I was waiting for Jake to come and pick me up from the cottage. We had a date tonight, the fourth one in the last six or so months...not that I was keeping track. I was still picking out an outfit that would look hot in but I could still run in without ruining it. After internally yelling at myself, I finally chose to leave my hair down with their usual slight curl, black skinny jeans, and a bright blue shirt with just plain random things all around and on it, and my black slightly worn in leather jacket, and white high top converse.

I could feel him coming. Don't ask me how I just did. It was sorta like feeling someone stare at you or feeling like someone is calling you when you have in head phones. He has been seeming very far away lately though. Like our imprint has been fading. Is this even possible? I am not sure, but I certainly hope not. Because imagining my life without Jake is such a terrible thought. Like imagining someone ripping out your heat and serving it on a silver platter for your dinner.

I heard Jake knock on the door. "I'll be right out Jake." I yelled at him even though I really didn't have to because i mean everyone in our mile radius had super hearing..

I sometimes felt awkward, because in human years, he-he I sound like an animal, I'm only 6 ½ years old while I look and feel like I'm 16 or maybe older. I love it as much as I hate it. I go to school on the reservation but that is because I look like my mother and father. Who graduated not even 7 years ago so admitting a student with who looks like a pair of students that were a couple but being a teen wasn't too fee sable I have my father's emerald green eyes, but I have my mother's chocolate brown hair. And both of there awful paleness.

"Are Leah and Seth outside?" Dad questioned. I myself really did want to know because they are usually here by now.

"Yup," he smiled looking me up and down. I rolled my eyes for two reasons. One, he only recently started doing this, and two because every time he did my heart began to flutter, hoping he liked how I looked.

"Jake," Mom warned Jake to stop before he does something ridiculous. He let off, but only until we got to his bike. Then he started at it again. This time I slapped him, because he was like eye raping me. I got on the back of the bike, man, I really thought we were going to run today, oh well.

I loved the way it felt being consumed in the wind when you're driving or riding a bike. And the after effects of the wind felt oddly soothing to. Only at the time when we stopped did I notice we were at the theater. It was old like everything else in this town. But i liked it because it had character Something I wanted to have when I was grandpa's age. Now that guy has some crazy things under his belt.

"So, babe, what do you want to see?"

"Um, Well, I really don't care. You pick," I suggested.

"No, you go ahead and pick. I don't mind." See this is something that irks me. When I want him to pick something I actually want his input but no because I am the girl hear I get all the say. I understand he is doing it to show me he cares but he could be a little dominate out side of us kissing.

"Okay, we're seeing Letters to Juliet."

"No! That's a chick flick!" He sneered. Ugh, see what I have to deal with hear?

"Fine, you pick." I tried knowing fully well It would not work.

"No, you pick." My Goddess! Now you see my point.

I walked up to the ticket booth and asked for two tickets for Letters for Juliet. Of course, I had to pay. My god, I wish he never imprinted with me because he doesn't care like he used to. I wish I had someone who was someone I needed not someone I wanted. Someone who could fulfill my secret dreams. I wish Jacob was everything this imprint said he would be. Where is my sun? I know that he had it when I was born when will he show me what he saw? Or is what I am feeling what he is feeling as well?

We walked into the theater hand in hand me holding a giant tub of popcorn lightly buttered no salt, and Jake holding the huge soda. I smiled because he was adorable. The love of my life even. He was everything a girl could ever ask for, nearly immortal, hot (in every sense of the word), sweet, kind, loving. I was very in love with him no doubt. H e lead me to the back of the movie theater, this meant, like with all guys, he wanted some make out action. Yeah sure he has waited like his whole life for some girl action i get that Jake but it seemed like that was all that was on his mind lately. And I didn't really say anything because I have been hoping he would tune in with whats going on with me like he always has. But no such luck of that as of lately...

The lights dimmed and he put his arm around my shoulders. I looked down at my lap because I was getting tired of all of this back and forth. I was tired of all the self doubt, all the wondering of what would happen if some other guy would fight Jake for me. If only I could get that sane love story my mother did. I looked up long enough to have Jake softly kiss my neck. I would be ridicules to say he didn't send my human heart into hyper drive, because he did. He made my senses kick up even more because I was getting all bothered in my lady parts. But it was manageable. What wasn't right now was a nagging feeling to go outside.

"Hey Jake I will be right back." I whispered to him. I gave him a very sensual kiss because I was feeling rather daring.

I left before he could respond. And followed my nagging feeling to where it took me. And I found this total hunk of a guy with a bow set of arrows strung across his chest. He was a totally munch able guy. I felt like I knew him. But i have never once before this moment seen him my whole life. Who could this mysterious and extremely attractive guy be?