The Red Moon Promise | Twilight Jacob Black Fanfiction

Chapter 2. Handsome Stranger

A couple more days dragged on, and Jacob felt on the verge of losing his mind. Every day seemed harder to get through, harder to focus, no matter how much he tried to convince himself he was strong enough to handle life without Nessie for a while. Five years... ten years... twenty years, was nothing compared to forever. At the same time, he didn't know how much longer he could last before he cracked completely.

Topping everything off, his car broke down, so he would have to go to Hoquiam to find parts. Frustrated, he skipped school in an act of rebellion.

Driving out of La Push on his motorcycle, he thought about stopping by Sam's to let the guys know what he thought he whiffed. But he decided not to jump the gun just yet, chalking it up to wishful thinking, since he was bored beyond belief and lonely to the point of craziness.

The trip to Hoquiam wasn't all that bad. The weather was decent. He lucked out getting the car parts at a fairly cheap price so, all in all, the day turned out better than expected.

On his way back through Forks, he travelled by the high school just for the hell of it. He sometimes got a kick out of the intimidated and dubious glares he got from some of the students around there. A small part of him hoped that, maybe, another vampire infiltrated the school and was there to make trouble.

No such luck!

A smile popped on his face when he spotted the guitar-playing girl, strolling home from school. It was his chance to get a better look at the voice.

Accelerating his speed until he was a safe distance behind her, he stopped the bike and climbed off, wheeling it along. She glanced over her shoulder at him as he approached her.

"Hi," he said. He'd never been too shy to meet someone new.

"Hello," the girl replied, facing straight ahead.

He lengthened his stride, catching up to walk beside her, on the road. "My name is Jacob, Jacob Black."

"Name?" Clearing her throat, she glanced down in obvious, blushing discomfort. "Raven Myles."

"Aren't you the girl with the guitar?"

"Aren't you the guy who pushed me down?" she snapped, using a very serious tone with a matching glower.

"Oh. Yeah, sorry about that," Jacob said, flustered.

Still looking down but only partially, Raven laughed. "Just teasing. I know it was my fault."

She had a sense of humor. Jacob grinned. "Are you new here?" He was trying to ignore the red-yellow bruise below her eye. He suspected the bruise was the reason for her unwillingness to look directly at him.

"Uh huh, about six months," she replied.

"Really, where from?"

"Texas. San Antonio, Texas."

Intent on getting to know her, he asked, "So, you go to Forks High School. What grade are you in?"

"The eleventh, and you?" She almost had her head all the way up but was still trying to hide her face.

"Me too, missed way too much school last year. Anyway, I go to school out in La Push," Jacob explained, and curious, he asked, "Are you Native American? I can't tell."

Raven giggled, lifting her head. She fingered a lock of her hair, tucking it behind her ear. "Actually, I'm part Native, part Mexican, and part White. My mom is half Mexican and half White and my father was Native." She smiled, turning her head toward him and finally allowing him to make eye contact with her.

His chest thumped and his eyes sprung open at her cuteness.

Swallowing, he noticed dark, liquid black, eyes. Darker than his own. They were large almond-shaped with a trace of narrowness to them. She had long, thick hair, the same nearly black color as her eyes. Her skin was creamy and fair, with a natural sun-kissed glow, which caused his difficulty in determining her ethnicity. She was petite, maybe just a little taller than Bella. Curvaceous, not as thin, but slight just the same.