Okay, so I feel somewhat bad for starting another story when I have three already going, but I got this idea last night, and I just have to write it. So if you like it, review and I'll keep it up, but if it totally stinks, tell me so I can stop and focus on my other fanfics. Thanks! Read and review please! (P.s. there's no Edward. And also, we're going to pretend that Jake is older than Bella. She's 17 and he's 18. They're best friends. Okay, cool.)
Prologue: The Committee
The Committee was having an argument.
"Marlene, I think this girl would be perfect for him."
"No, no. I think this one, Rainy." Marlene said, pointing at a different strand. They were trying to decide which girl a new werewolf would imprint upon. Apparently, it was a tough choice. The Forger moved her head frantically from Marlene to Rainy, trying to figure out who's life strands she was supposed to fuse together. It was difficult work, I'll tell you that.
"Mar, I think I'm going to have to put my foot down here. That one." Rainy pointed at a completely different strand, causing The Forger to roll her eyes in frustration.
"Ew, no! She is a horrid choice. This one is better." Another new strand from Marlene.
"That's it!" The Forger exclaimed in her crackly voice-crackly because it was so rarely used. The Forger never decided anything. She merely listened to The Choosers and did as they instructed. But lately they had been bickering so much it was driving The Forger insane. "You two are making me batty! He'll imprint upon this one." And she picked a strand up at random and quickly forged it with the werewolf's.
"No, Aeri, no! You have to...undo it or something! That was a terrible choice! They hate each other!" Marlene cried. The Forger shrugged.
"It can't be undone. Besides, imprints can never be a bad choice. They'll have to love each other, especially since it appears that they're both werewolves. The force will be too strong to fight."
That was what The Forger thought. However, very far away, two teenagers begged to differ.
Chapter One: In Love with the Wrong Girl
earlier that day
"Hey, Bells!" Jacob called excitedly over the phone.
"Hey, Jake, what's going on?"
"Not much. Listen, you want to come over to my house later for a movie or something? There's something I want to talk to you about." Although Bella came over to Jacob's house almost everyday, he was still nervous awaiting her answer. He rubbed his sweaty palms together, holding the phone between his cheek and shoulder. To his immense relief, Bella laughed.
"Of course. You don't even have to ask me anymore. Just tell me when to be there."
"Um...now?" he suggested with a chuckle, trying to push his luck as far as it could absolutely go.
"I'm on my way."
They hung up the phone and Jacob sighed contentedly, falling backwards onto his bed. He had liked Bella for as long as he could remember, but, he admitted to himself, he had been a big chicken. Too scared to man up and ask her out. But tonight he was going to do it. He had it all planned and everything. Thinking about it got him all nervous again, so he stood up and began pacing in the closet otherwise known as his bedroom. After knocking into his dresser twice, he gave up and left the room. Billy was in the living room, sitting in his wheelchair watching television.
"Where you off to, son?" he asked.
"Beach." Jacob answered after pulling a t-shirt over his head and running a hand through his short black hair. "Bella's coming over soon."
"You gonna ask her?"
"Alright, well she can't stay too late, Jake. You've got patrol duty with Paul later, remember."
Shoot. Jacob thought. He had forgotten. Well, he thought with a mental chuckle, I suppose my mind is good at keeping repulsive things from my head. Everyone in the pack always hated running patrol with Paul because his thoughts were so sick to listen to. But, everyone had to do their part, and that included spending unwanted time with Paul.
"Okay, Dad." Jacob said, then he headed out the door. The November air was chilly and slightly wet as he neared the shoreline. Soft spray from the water misted over his face. It felt good. At that moment, he heard teeth chattering and heavy footsteps from behind him. He grinned and turned around. Just as he had predicted, Bella was marching through the sand towards him, shivering with her arms wrapped around herself.
"Bells, what are you doing? Why didn't you bring a jacket? You know you live in Forks, right?" she was wearing jeans and a short sleeve shirt, and from where Jacob stood, he could see goose bumps along her arms.
"I'm s-sorry," she replied sarcastically. "I forgot. Generally, beaches are warm."
"You've lived here for two years now. You'd think you would have realized that First Beach isn't like beaches you're used to."
"Yeah, yeah." Bella smiled.
"Listen, I didn't call you to come over so I could pick on you, though that is a nice bonus-,"
"Why thank you, Jake."
"You're welcome, Bella. Anyways, I told you, I want to talk to you."
"Go ahead. You know you can tell me anything." she told him. He blushed and bit his lip.
"Walk with me."
He put his arm around her as they strolled along the beach, rubbing her arm with his hand to warm her up.
"Lord, you're freezing!"
"Thank you, Captain Obvious." she laughed at her own joke, then turned serious again. "What do you want to talk to me about, Jacob?" Internally, Jake was battling with himself. He wanted so badly to ask her out already, but he was truly afraid of rejection. "Please, tell me?"
Well, when she puts it that way. Jacob thought. He stopped, turned Bella towards him and took her hands.
"Okay, here it goes. Bella, I-"
"Jacob! Jake!" someone panted. Jacob looked around and saw Leah running full speed in her human form at him. As soon as he laid eyes on her, he glared. She stopped in front of them.
"Hello, Leah." Bella said politely. Leah nodded in her direction.
"Go away." Jacob hissed through his teeth at Leah. She smirked.
"Yeah, I'm so happy to see you too, sunshine. Sam needs you. Now."
"Can you tell him I'm kind of in the middle of something?" he eyed Bella who had backed away a few feet to give them some privacy.
"Unless you've miraculously imprinted on her recently, I don't think Sam will care. He said it's extremely important."
Jacob groaned, then brought his eyes up to meet Leah's. As he did, he felt like he had been transported to a whole new place, but was the same as the one he had just left. He felt dizzy, in a good way. It was strange, he felt as if an invisible chord connected him to Leah, tying them together. He involuntarily took a step closer to her. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he realized that he had imprinted on her, only it was double the feeling because they had both imprinted on each other. "No," Jake muttered, but still moved closer to her. Leah's expression was impossible to read. Then Jacob shook his head and caught sight of Bella, standing a yard away, glancing at him with a concerned expression. "No!" he cried, louder. Leah jumped back, shocked.
"Oh, no, no, no." she said, a hand on her hip and wagging a finger. "This is not going to happen."
"Lee-Lee-ah, Leah," it was a struggle not to use a pet name when speaking to her now, but there was no way he was going to call her that. Ever. "I think it already did."