Things Aren't What They Seem: Part 2 & 3

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Things Aren't What They Seem: Part 2 

I had to say that I really enjoyed the drive back home. I had missed home more than I thought I had. I had missed the greenery of the forest. The sweet scent of the fresh forest air as it passed through the car when the windows were wound down. The air was cool but I loved it. I had missed the fresh feeling of the cool air upon my skin. The cool air that only Forks and La Push seemed to provide. 

It was good seeing Rachel and dad again. They were all for hearing what I had been up to since I left, but there wasn't really that much to be told. Rachel even had tears in her eyes when saw me as she opened the door to me. She really couldn't believe it was me. I couldn't blame her. For the stupid things I used to do, she would have easily guessed that I had killed myself the second I was out of town. They were happy to meet Angel also. Dad was happy to accept her into our home and was allowing her to stay in the spear room for the few days we were going to be staying in La Push for. It wasn't long after we arrived that both Embry and Quil heard that I was home and came over. Embry was ecstatic to hear that I was back. I had missed both of my friends greatly. I had missed all my friends and family greatly. I really didn't know how I had coped without them for as long as I had. 

Both Angel and Rachel seemed to greatly enjoy each other's company. I heard Angel talking about how she could see people who had passed on and found out that my sister was into all of that type of thing. I hadn't ever known that. 

It wasn't until the afternoon that I could get away from everyone and show Angel around the place. I started out with Forks, taking her to the diner for lunch, and then showing her through the forests of both La Push and Forks. I showed her the La Push falls with its small water fall. And then finally I showed her around the cliffs and the view of the ocean from standing on them. I held her hand carefully as we both watched the ocean's water crash up against the side of the cliffs as we sat together quietly. Each time I wondered if the waves would reach so far up the cliffs that it would touch us, but each time, it failed to do so. It seemed to be that the waves were angry today. The waves were crashing harshly against the cliffs, snaking up them higher than I had ever seen before. At first I thought there may have been a storm coming, but I couldn't feel it in the air if there was. 

"C'mon, I want to show you second beach," I whispered, holding her hand softly in mine as we walked slowly down the steep surface. I felt her hand suddenly grip mine slightly. I looked down to her, seeing she was looking up to me, smiling brightly. 

"It's so pretty here Jacob. I love it here. It's just something different to everything else I've seen before. " I smiled looking down to her, happy to hear her words. I thought the same thing. It did feel different to Seattle. It felt like La Push had a mystery to it, but it was a good mystery. I snickered to myself, thinking how true that was with the werewolves running around everywhere. 

We slowly walked off of first beach and onto second. I loved second beach more. It was more secluded and the ocean was always more calmer. It was a peaceful place. Not many people came here. Throwing my shirt from over my shoulders and my jeans to my hips leaving nothing but my black boxers on, I ran from Angel's side toward the beach, letting my clothing trail behind me. I ran into the water, diving into an incoming wave and came back up for air. The water was cold, but it didn't mind me that much, even know I no longer had the heat of a werewolf in my human form. "Come on Angel! It's nice." 

"I can't Jake. It's too cold." Her arms instantly crossed tightly over her chest as a light breeze came up. 

"It's not, I promise. Plus, I'll keep you warm anyway. You know that I won't let anything happen to you." 

I watched as she sighed, slowly taking her jacket and shoes off and left them on the side of the beach, leaving just her top and jeans on. She walked toward me, letting the ocean's water hit her bare feet as it came to the shoreline. Her face slightly grimaced when she started to slowly walk farther into the water and closer to me. Her eyes closed for a moment, allowing the cool breeze brush past her face. 

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