Jacob Black

What could be worse than a hike in the woods? A hike with your class. What could be worse than a hike with your class? A hike with your class in cold weather, when strong winds are predicted. A real combo.

Saturday. The long-awaited weekend brought no joy. Your class disembarked about 20 miles from Forks, in a clearing equipped for hiking. The chaperones pitched tents, where they divided the students into fours. Meanwhile, a list of student assignments was passed around.

It so happened that you were the only girl left who couldn't get into the top four, so you were placed with your "unlucky" friend, Jacob Black, who became the odd one out among the guys.

You tried to say that there was a mistake, but no one would listen to you and you had no choice but to humble yourself.

It was evening, the traditional gathering around the fire. Jacob didn't even spare you a glance, leaving the impression that he didn't care at all. You decided to leave before it was over, hoping to at least change in private.

Having put on light pajamas and leaving a sweater over them, you crawled into your own sleeping bag and slowly sank into the kingdom of Morpheus.

The night turned out to be colder than the evening. Much colder, in fact. You woke up with goosebumps running across your skin. You began tossing and turning, and eventually found yourself staring at Jacob's back. I wondered when he'd arrived?

The guy was radiating heat, and you slowly crawled closer to him. You felt warmer, and hoped you'd be able to sleep next to him. Maybe sharing a tent with him wouldn't be so bad after all.

-What are you doing?

Jacob frowned as he looked at you. It seemed he had rolled over while you were lost in your thoughts.

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