I woke up on my own. I turned to my clock. It read 7:45 AM. Mom would've left for work already. I sat up in the bed. Last night was the strangest night. First, I started to draw a picture of a wounded werewolf. Then, my mother tells me Jake is supposed to be my soul mate. I couldn't tell him that. What if he didn't like me like that, and just liked me as a friend? I shook the thought out of my head. Maybe if I didn't think about it, it would go away.

I jumped off the bed and walked to the closet. I picked out a white spaghetti strap shirt and a pair of blue jeans. I changed into them and picked the brush off of my computer desk. I also grabbed a white ponytail, and started to brush my hair. I then wrapped my hair into the ponytail, and walked out the door, where I was greeted by Maxie.

We both walked downstairs and into the kitchen. I fed him breakfast and then walked into the living room. I picked up the remote, and turned it onto the news.

The anchorman said, "Our top story today, Denver, Colorado is experiencing some strange wolf activities."

I sat up, yelling, "What?!"

The anchorwoman said, "That's right, Jon. At least 10 people report that these wolves are the size of grizzly bears. Rangers check during the day for them, but there seems no trace of them. Although no one seems to get hurt, rangers say that would like to look at the wolves to see if they are dangerous."

I quickly changed it to a kids' channel. Was it possible? Could another werewolf pack be so close by?

I then heard a knock at the door. Maxie looked at the door, started to bare his teeth, and growl.

"Maxie?" I asked, scared. Another knock came to the door. Maxie let off a loud bark.

I walked off of the couch and headed for the door, patting Maxie's head.

I turned the door knob and saw a man, probably in his twenties. He had dark red hair and blue eyes. He wore a black suit, and a smile. He looked like a businessman.

I said, "I'm sorry, but my mother's not home."

He smiled and said, "Oh I'm not here for your mother, Kari. I'm here to talk to you."

"How do you know my name?" I asked.

The man laughed and said, "Because, Kari, I'm one of you. I wanted to ask some questions." One of me? Did he mean a werewolf?

Maxie than appeared and started to snarl at the man. I looked at him and said, "Maxie, hush!"

I looked at the man.

He laughed and said, "I think I'll wait till your mother gets home tonight."

He turned around and walked off. I looked to see Jake walking passed him on the path way, giving him a curious look. The man got in a green car, and drove off.

Jake reached me and asked, "Who was that?"

Still gazed, I said, "I…I don't really know."

I shook my head and smiled up at him. He was frowning.

I asked, "What's wrong?"

He smiled sheepishly and said, "Sam and I broke up."

I gasped and said, "Oh, Jake, I'm sorry. Why?" Personally, I was glad. Sam never liked me, and wanted me to go away since I got here.

I lead him into the house, Maxie having calmed down.

Jake said, "Well, I broke up with her."

I looked at him, shocked. I asked, "Why would you do that?"

He sighed and said, "Well, she called me last night and said she was tired of 'competing' with my affection with you. She said it was either you go, or she'd go."

I slapped Jake's arm. He yelled, "What?!"

I looked at him and said, "You shouldn't have broken up with her because of me!"

He smiled and said, "I was going to break up with her anyway. She wasn't the same girl I knew before."

I felt terrible. Jake broke up with his GIRLFRIEND because of me. I bet if we didn't move here, that wouldn't have happened.

We then walked to my room, Maxie staying downstairs. Probably watching for the intruder, to see if he'd dare come into the house again. I didn't really know what to do, nor did I know what to say.

We entered my room, and I saw my cell phone vibrating. I answered, "Hello?"

"Kari, honey, I'm just calling to tell you I'll be late tonight. I'll be home around 11 or twelve," my mother said.

I said, "Ok. Don't worry. I'll be fine." She gave me an 'I love you' and hung up.

I placed the phone onto the desk.

"Could you teach me to draw?" Jake asked out of nowhere.

I looked at him, astonished. I said, "S-sure."

We then spent the next several hours drawing. He got better, but was still far off from drawing like me. That's what he said.

His mom called him around seven, saying he needed to come home and eat.

He looked at me and said, "I'll be back probably in an hour." I smiled and nodded my head. He then climbed out of my window, and to his room. I sighed.

Maxie had come into the room with me, after he left. I brushed my fingers through his fur.

"Oh, Maxie," I said, "What should I do?" All he did was lie there, enjoying the love.

An hour had gone by when I then decided to change. I grabbed a night shirt, a red spaghetti strap that my mom bought be for Valentine's Day one year, and some white pajama pants. I looked at Maxie, to see him sleeping. I smiled and turned out the lights, seeing as I would go to sleep when I went back in there. I went to the bathroom and changed. I brushed my teeth, and took my hair out of the ponytail. I brushed my fingers through my hair. Jake's mom must've made him stay at home with her. I sighed. Oh well. I decided to go to bed early so I could take a shower in the morning.

I placed my clothes in the hamper, and walked back to my room.. I walked to the window and closed it. I noticed Maxie had left the room. I laughed and said, "That dog." "What about him?"

I turned around to see Jake appear from behind the door.

"What were you doing?" I asked.

He smiled and said, "I WAS going to see if I could scare you, but it looks like my curiosity got the best of me." He laughed.

I turned around, saying, "I can't believe you tried to scare me."

I turned to look at him and was met by his chest in my face. I blushed and looked up to see him smiling. I didn't notice before, but he wore a black shirt that showed off every bit of his muscles, and blue jeans. My face grew hot and my body tensed up. I felt my breathing go faster again. My heart started to skip beats.

He looked at me and asked, "You ok? You're breathing funny again."

I nodded my head, not saying a word. What was this sudden urge? I felt as though I wanted to…to kiss him. He smelt wonderful, and my nose twitched.

He asked, "Do I smell weird?" He must've seen my nose twitch. "Cause if I do I could go put some cologne on or something."

"No!" I said. It would ruin his smell.

He smiled and said, "Ok." He then stared down at me. Maybe…I could try.

I said, "C-close your eyes."

He looked at me, confused.

"I want to give you something," I explained.

He shrugged his shoulders and closed his eyes. He wasn't that much taller than me, but he still was. I didn't know how I was going to do this. I stood on the edge of my feet, and leaned in closer. His warm breathe hit my face. It smelt amazing.

I then leaned closer and placed my lips onto his. I felt his face jerk in surprise, but he didn't move away from me. I moved my lips with his, and he did the same. I felt strange. I was kissing my best friend, what did I suspect, but I also felt like a part of me was feeling complete. I wrapped my hands around his neck, and I felt his arms wrap around my waist.

He gently pulled me to his chest, and he bent down so I could kiss him without standing on my toes. It took my brain this long to make me realize he was actually kissing me back! Does that mean he likes me too?

Human instincts inside of me told me to try something, to go just a little bit farther. I opened my mouth and rubbed my tongue on his bottom lip.

They were cool and, to me and probably only me, they were sweet. For a moment, I didn't want him to accept it so I could just render the taste. But a second later, he opened his mouth. He moved his tongue gently with my own. He would surprise me to no end.

I then started to move backwards. I then fell on top of the bed, his tongue still gently moving mine. I then took my mouth off of his, to let him breath. He was a full human and needed more oxygen than I did. When he had his full of oxygen, he placed his mouth on top of mine again, moving his tongue quickly but smooth and gentle over mine.

He pushed his body harder against mine, and I ran my fingers through his hair. His hands moved to my back and mine moved to his. I turned so that he lied beneath me. We both didn't find this strange. I was, in fact, stronger than he was, but I was careful with him. He moved his tongue quicker with mine.

I placed my hands on his chest, and he placed his gently onto my face. He moved his fingers around my face, and I moved mine around his neck. His skin felt smooth under my fingers. His fingers were smooth on my face.

I didn't want to stop, but I knew we had to. I moved my tongue with his for a few more seconds. We were so gentle, and the kiss was so passionate to me.

But, what was I to say when this was over? How is he going to react? Before I could answer the questions in my mind, he departed his tongue from my mouth. I didn't move from his face. He stared at me with his beautiful eyes. They were staring at me.

I didn't know what to do or say. I turned to look away. I whispered, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that."

"Why would you be sorry?" he asked. He placed his fingers on my chin and turned me to face him. He was smiling. "You had the courage, and I didn't. I'm glad you did that," he said.

I felt tears fill my eyes.

He looked at me and asked, "Why are you crying?"

I said, "I…I don't know."

He embraced me into a hug, and said, "I'm glad you did that, so please don't cry."

I felt happy when he hugs me like this. I then rubbed my face into his chest.

How'd you like this? Decided to do this last night. I felt like you people would enjoy it. Review plez. :)