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"Red? Little Red?" Wysteria hears the nickname and a memory jolts through her of a boy with a toothy grin and shaggy hair. She turns slowly. Behind her is a lanky guy with hair almost as long as hers, if not longer. His head is tilted slightly in disbelief but he immediately breaks out into a smile once he recognizes her. "Holy shit. It is you." Wysteria is staring at him with inquisitive green eyes. "You... you do remember me right?" It takes Wysteria another moment. "Jaybird?" Jacob breaks out into a wider smile. ---- "Why is everybody staring at me?" "Because you're beautiful." "No... That can't be it." -x- When Wysteria Redbird moves back to the Quileute Reservation in Forks, Washington after the sudden death of her father, she's not surprised to see that nothing has changed. La Push beach is just as cold, the woods surrounding her home are just as scary, and the elders of the Tribe still firmly believe in Spirit Warriors and Cold Ones. Wysteria unfortunately is not the same. Something burns deep inside her. Everyone seems wary of her presence. She feels like a walking plague and wishes more than anything that she was back in Florida with her father who would be alive and well instead of buried six feet under. The only solace Wysteria finds in Forks, Washington comes from Jacob Black and Bella Swan, two childhood friends she had almost completely forgotten. As events begin to unfold and secrets are uncovered, Wysteria begins to understand why the Quileute tribe fears her and soon realizes that she is afraid of herself as well. Twilight fanfiction Jacob Black Fanfiction Highest Ranking Given: #1 Cullen #2 in Eclipse #3 New Moon #12 Jacob #15 Jacob Black #19 Twilight #87 Breaking Dawn #131 Vampires
BAD MOON RISING
