Vampires, Werewolves, and... Love? Oh My!

"See? That wasn't all that bad, right?" Bella asked. I didn't say anything. "Oh come on, Liz. You and I both know that you had fun. Just admit it." More silence. The only acknowledgment I gave that I heard her was to glare and flip her off before crawling between the sheets. The silence was killing her so Bella followed my lead and crawled into her bed.
*Dream*
I was walking alone in the woods. I could smell the ocean breeze of First Beach from my position. Everything was dark except for a couple of feet in front of me. I saw Bella in the light on the other side of a few trees. I walked over and saw that she was in a clearing facing Edward. He looked different but I could exactly pin point how. Behind Bella was a giant russet wolf. It was growling at them.
"Bella! Look out!" I screamed. They didn't hear. "Bella!"
"Why are you warning her when you should be worrying about yourself? She already knows everything," a female voice whispered into my ear. A woman with wild, fiery red hair stood in front of me in the blink of an eye. Her clothes were torn and dirty but she was smirking as if she'd just won the lottery.
I gasped and opened my mouth to scream. She quickly covered it. "Shh. We wouldn't want to get your twin involved. If you do scream she will come running and give herself for you. Is that what you want?"
Traitor tears were already starting to fall. I closed my eyes and shook my head. I didn't feel her hand anymore and when I opened my eyes, she was gone. I almost breathed a sigh of relief.
"We'll be back." It wasn't the woman's voice. It was one that I knew all too well.
The wolf stopped its growling and its head snapped in my direction. Its gaze was behind me and its familiar brown eyes were filled with horror. I turned slowly. Jace.
I sat straight up in bed. I was covered with sweat. I looked over at Bella to see that she was sleeping soundly. She was smiling and her arm was positioned as if she was hugging something. "Edward," she mumbled. Figures she was dreaming about her boyfriend.
But what the hell was my dream about? I threw off my blankets and crept past Dad's room and tiptoed downstairs. I really need to cut so I went outside where the light rain could wash away any evidence. I pulled out my pocket knife and watched as the first scarlet drops appeared.
I sat and watched my blood mingle with the rain drops and slide off my fingertips. Like pink teardrops. I always thought that tears should be pink because you die a little with every tear just as with every blood drop. The only difference is that you can't replace the tears. Yeah, I know that I’m morbid but whatever.
The sun was starting to peak over the trees. I leaned back in the wet grass to admire the simple beauty of it. I was almost asleep when something warm nestled against me. I felt its thick fur against my skin and smelled a woodsy scent. I snuggled closer and fell into a comfortable sleep with the furry thing as a pillow.
I was still really tired as Bella, Edward, Jacob, and I climbed into Edward's silver Volvo. Dad and Billy waved to us from the porch. Bella smiled and waved back while I tried to stifle a yawn. I leaned my head against the window with my sketchbook on my lap as we drove the 140 miles to Seattle. A Debussy CD was playing through the speakers and I was trying not to fall asleep.
"What are you doin'?" Jacob asked.
"Trying to stay awake," I answered without taking my eyes from my drawing.
"You don't like this music either?"
I laughed a little. "Naw. Claire de Lune is Bella's thing. Besides, I didn't get much sleep last night."
"Why not?" Nosey much?
"I wanted to play in the rain." Yeah, after my nightmare.
"What's that you're drawing?"
I glanced up at him. He looked like he was serious. "You really want to see?" He nodded. "Okay, just promise not to laugh." Normally I don't give a rat's ass what people think of me. But I'm very sensitive when it comes to my art. I know, me? Sensitive? Trust me, hell's already frozen over for that one.
"I promise," Jake said solemnly.
I gnawed on the inside of my cheek and I surrendered my drawing pad and showed him the sketch of the wolves I'd been working on.
"Wow," he muttered. "This is amazing."
I shrugged. "I had a dream with a wolf in it last night and now I just can't get them out of my head."
"Let me see," Bella said like a five year old from the front seat. She leaned back and snatched the sketchpad from Jacob. "Holy crow, Lizzy. You're terrific." I blushed and stole my picture back.
"LET'S GO, SUN DEVILS!" I shrieked. The stadium was pretty full. Edward had gotten us court side seats, although he and Bella didn't seem very interested in the action. "GO!"
The game was tied in the fourth quarter with five minutes left. Jacob and I were jumping up and down like maniacs. Neither of us wanted to be the one to wear a tutu.
"Time out!" the ASU coach called. The boys huddled up and I saw an old friend of mine. He'd been a Senior my Sophomore year when I'd left for Jacksonville. Our seats were right by the bench so he'd hear me if I yelled.
"Hey, sixteen," I shouted. "Why don't you make a basket already?" He turned and flashed his million dollar smile at me.
"Anything for you, Bizzy-Lizzy."
"That's all I asked, Fairy-Jerry." I winked at him and he started laughing. Jerry Smith was straight as a line. He was really cute and I'd had a crush on him for about ten minutes. Then he became one of my best guy friends. I called him Fairy because he was the most virile person I knew. Well, except for Jacob. Wait, did I really just say that? Ugh!
One minute left. The Huskies were on defense. "Jerry, my life depends on this basket. Let's go. Do it for me." Thirty seconds... Three... He shoots... Two... The crowd goes silent... One... The ball goes in... Buzzer... "Sun Devils win!"
"YES!" I started jumping up and down. Jerry came running and hugged me.
"All for you, kiddo. Now why did your life depend on that one?"
"Wow, I’m surprised you heard that.”
“Of course I heard your loud, obnoxious voice. I’m hardwired to hear when hot girls are cheering for me.”
I blushed a little. “Well it was part of a bet that involved pink tutus. If you would have lost, I would have had to wear one and post it on the internet. Thanks for saving my life." I kissed his cheek and he walked away.

*JAKE*
Lizzy was so glad that her team won. Sure, it meant I'd be wearing a damn tutu, but I loved seeing her so happy. One of the players she'd been talking to ran up and gave her a hug. They talked for a few seconds and she kissed his cheek. I could feel jealousy taking over.
"What?" she spat when she saw my glare.
"Uh, nothing. Just not looking forward to the whole bet thing.”
She laughed. I loved her laugh. "That'll teach you to make a bet with me. Good luck with that."
To my surprise, she stood on the chair and kissed me on the cheek. She pulled back and she was flushed red. She looked pretty shocked, too.

*LIZZY*
Why the fuck did I just do that?! Why did I like it? I want so bad to do it again, only on the mouth this time. What is wrong with me? Now he probably thinks I'm psycho or something. Why do I care? I don't know! UGH!
My head was screaming with questions. Jacob was smiling at me. His warm brown eyes were full of happiness. Wait. His eyes-
He leaned down and kissed my lips. My arms started wrapping around his neck without me telling them to. To astonishment, I kissed him back for a brief second. He pulled away and was grinning widely.
"Thanks, I'll need the luck to carry out our bet."
"Uh, right." Wow, totally smooth, Liz. Jacob grabbed my hand and started leading my behind Bella and Edward through the crowd. His large, warm hand felt so perfect in my small, pale one.
How the hell was I enjoying this? There's no effin way I could be falling for Jacob Black. Right?! It doesn't matter how gorgeous he is. What? Liz, stop it! AH!