The Enemy I Hate Is The One I Love(A Jacob Black Love Story)Prt2
I heard Chocolate's footsteps following me. I sighed out of relief that Edward left me alone. Up ahead I saw some sort of pack of boys. All of them were the same. Muscular, tall, cropped hair, and shirtless with killer abs. As I walked closer I could recognise one of them. Jacob. He was talking to one of the boys. He must have been the leader 'cause the rest of the boys were behind him like backup. When they were in earshot I heard words like imprint and Jasmine. That was my name. Why are they talking about me? I was so busy in my thoughts I forgot about Chocolate. I turned around. He wasn't there. Well, he always disappears. I turned back around. All of the boys were still talking to Jacob, but he wasn't listening. His eyes were on me. I paused and just starred at Jacob. His face was soft. I couldn't see any anger. Only apologies. I blinked a few times and started walking again. Crack! All eyes were on me. "Uhh Hi." I said and waved my hand. Jacob had told me that he was a werewolf and that he was in a pack, but i've never seen him in wolf form or with his pack. This must be his pack. My eyes were only on Jacob. I forgot that the rest of them were even there. "Why were you starring at me?" I asked him. He blinked his eyes a few times before answering. "What?" He asked. "Why were you starring at me when he was talking to you?" I pointed to who I thought was the leader of the pack. Before Jacobcould answer my question the leader butted in. "I'm Sam." He said sticking his hand out. I took it. "I'm Jasmine." I said smiling. When I said my name all I heard were 'Oooh's. I peaked behind Sam. "What?" One boy spoke. "Well, Jake here been telling us alot about you." He said grinning. I glanced at Jacob. He was giving that boy the death glare. "Shut up, Embry!" Jacob said. Embry put both of his hands up and started backing away. I chuckled. "That has to be a lie. Jacob would never..." Itrailed of as I looked at Jacob. His face was filled with love and care. Something that I couldn't deny. I spoke again, but only in a whisper. "You would."