Disclaimer- I don't own Twilight.

This is just something i thought of, there are no lemons. Sorry.

Enjoy!

"Who here are virgins?" Rachel asked the group of imprints. The boys were out doing some type of patrol/vampire killing type thing. It was Emily, Kim, Rachel, Heidi, Seth's imprint, Sydney, Brady's imprint, and me, Jacob's imprint.

Some girls looked away, shifted uncomfortably, or blushed. I did neither, I just rolled my eyes playfully at Rachel's bluntness.

"I am," Sydney stated proudly. I certainly hoped she is still a virgin. She is freaking 14!

"What about you?" Rachel nodded her head in my direction.

I didn't even have to think twice like some girls my age had to. "Yup."

Heidi choked on her Pepsi. "Seriously?" she gasped.

"What?" I snapped. Did this little 15 year old have a problem with me keeping my virginity? I know that I am ready, but I don't know if Jake is, or if he wants to. I am only 17.

"It's just…the way he looks at you is so…what's the word I'm looking for? Lustful?" she scrunched her eyebrows. Did he look at me that way? I haven't noticed.

I changed the subject, I really don't feel comfortable talking about my sex life in front of a fourteen year old. "What about you?" I challenged.

Her eyes went wide in innocence. "What?"

"You a virgin?" I took a sip of Sprite.

She looked at the ground. I faintly heard a "Yes…"

We all busted out laughing, and she turned a lovely shade of red that could rival a tomatoes appearance.

"What about you guys?" Sydney pointed her water bottle in Rachel, Kim, and Emily's direction. I rolled my eyes. It is kind of obvious of Rachel's answer. Her and Paul are like freaking bunny rabbits.

"Nope," Rachel answered, unashamed. Am I psychic, or what?

Emily shook her head, while Kim shifted uncomfortably.

"What? You and Jared haven't done the dirty dirty?" I teased her, and took another swig of my Sprite.

"I'm half-virgin," she muttered to the ground.

This is just like in those old, and cheap, trying-to-be-funny, comedy movies where someone says something bizarre or surprising while some else is drinking something. What are those things called? Oh yeah!

I just did a spit-take.

I was coughing, laughing, and gasping for air all at the same time. "How…can…you be…" some more laughter "a half virgin?" I finished.

Everyone else was laughing at my little scene before settling down to let Kim explain this very interesting story.

Kim was still flushed. "Uh, well, we were about to, but…" she looked down.

"Come on…spill," Rachel ordered.

"He fingered me, and didn't get all the way in me," she explained.

Emily gasped and covered Sydney's poor little virgin ears as if we just scarred her for life. "Kim!"

"Emily!" Kim used in the same tone.

Sydney started wiggling around under Emily's touch. "She is only fourteen!"

"And I'm only fifteen!" Heidi protested.

"Sydney…" she uncovered her ears. "Do not tell Brady what Kim just said, okay?" Definitely, God knows that if we told Sydney something bad, Brady would be all over our case like a gorilla smelling bananas. It kind of reminds me of Quil with Claire when I taught her the 's word', and people I'm talking about 'stupid.'

She rolled her eyes as if we were the stupidest people to ever be graced in her presence. "That would be breaking rule 7, what is said in this group, shall remain in the group."

"Oh right," Emily mumbled.

The door was slammed open by a lot of hungry werewolves. "What are you girls talking about?" Jake snaked his arm around my shoulder, and looked at me.

Heidi coughed, but Jake didn't turn away. She pointed to the two of her eyes saying that he has the look. the rest of the guys just looked at us like we were nuts, the rest of the girls were silently laughing.

I looked back at him, and what do you know? His eyes were traveling up and down my body, his eyes all of a sudden darkened, and he subconsciously licked his lips. I blushed and looked down.

"We were talking about our periods," Sydney easily lied.

"Ew! Mental image!" Paul covered his eyes. I certainly hoped it wasn't mine he was mentally imaging.

"You get that?" Jake smirked at me.

"What?"

"Your period."

Everyone froze. They knew what was coming, the bickering. I slung his arm around from me and stood up in front of him, placing my hands on my hips.

"Why would you say that?" He smirked even more.

"Because you are a little girl," he breathed in my face. That did it! Little slut, I can handle. I can handle dirty bitch, or even bitchy slut, but I do not handle those words 'little girl.' It was true, I was only 5'4, the smallest out of the bunch, but I had the third largest boobs, so ha! That's right, C-cups!

He obviously didn't know that being called a little girl set me off, but my girls did. I knew they were sending him signals from behind me saying that he made a mistake.

"Little girl?" I seethed.

He gulped loudly, and nodded.

Everyone was waiting for my reaction, they certainly didn't expect. "I am sorry you feel that way, Jacob," I said formally and kept a straight face.

His mouth dropped and he sighed in relief. He held his arms out to me for me to climb back in his lap, but instead I raised an eyebrow at him, spun on my heel and left.

Before I left, I whispered in Rachel's ear even though I knew all the wolves could hear, "I need your help." Jake is going to wish he never called me a little girl.

This is perfect I don't know why I didn't think of this before! He is never going to call me those words again, little girl. Scoff.

At the moment, with Rachel's help, I am wearing the skimpiest lingerie on the face of the planet. It is black with pick lace, and I have a silky black robe over it that is left untied. One more look in the mirror.

Perfect.

I got from an inside source, cough-SETH-cough, that Jake is nervous about coming over tonight after my cold shoulder exit. Damn straight.

Parents are on a second honeymoon, so…it is perfect timing.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK! Showtime.

"Come in!" I screamed from the kitchen.

He hesitated, but came in. I was still in the kitchen.

"Hey, look Natalie, I'm sorry about-" he stopped his tracks when he saw me. His eyes raked over my body about four times, it was like he couldn't believe his eyes. Imagine the look he gave me earlier, and multiply that by seven, and that's how he looks now.

"About what?" I smiled sweetly at him.

He was still staring at me.

"Wanna watch a movie?" I suggested before popping the popcorn. He nodded and went into the living room.

When I came back in, he was bouncing his knee and had his legs crossed in a weird position, and his eyes were squeezed shut.

I laid down on the couch in a very seductive way, and started the movie. It was a chick flick. I wasn't really paying attention, that was until the 2 main people started to get into a very heated sex scene. Jake looked over at me, but I kept my eyes glued to the screen. Jake's leg bounced even more. He wiped off some sweat that we had at the top of his head.

When the movie was over, I decided it was now the time to confront him. I crawled on the couch, and leaned over him to where he had a perfect view of my boobs. "Am I still a little girl?" I whispered in his ear, causing him to shiver.

He took a look at my chest, gulped loudly, and shook his head.

I smirked at him, "Good answer."

He wiped more sweat from his forehead. "This is torture," he choked.

I leaned over some more, putting on an innocent face, "What?"

He just shook his head and cursed under his breath. I started to use my finger to walk up his broad arms. He shivered when I reached his neck. He was trying so hard to resist, it was entertaining.

"Please don't do this," he begged.

His eyes were completely pitch black when he turned his head to look at me. "Then say it."

"What?"

"Say it," I commanded.

His eyes raked my body one more time before he took a deep breath and said, "You, Natalie Molocado, are a hot, sexy, full grown woman, and not a little girl."

I stood up from the couch and smirked at him. "That's all I needed to hear." I leaned down giving him a kiss he will remember, but pulled away before my damn teenage hormones got the better of me. He still needed to learn his lesson!

I walked toward my room, swaying my hips, and shouted "Lock the door on your way out!"

I closed my door, and that's where I stayed the rest of the night. The dip shit knows better than to mess with me next time.