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[ he's just returned to his room. almost urgently, he scrambles to find his journal, picking it up and bringing it close. he's only slightly out of breath from having run the entire way. it's a breathlessness more brought on by excitement. ]

Okay. Here's the deal. I left Bella's room and decided to walk around a bit to blow off some steam. I was almost down to the first floor, but stopped on the third. I don't really know what drew me there, but I felt compelled to stop on that third floor. It was like I didn't even have a choice.

That's when I saw her. Rosalie Hale. She saw me, and our eyes met and held for just a second.

At first, I think I wanted to harm her. Ridiculous, I know. But then, this... glowing heat flooded throughout my body, something I'd never felt before.

Everything inside me came undone as I stared at this stunning blonde vampire as she was just entering her room, shutting the door behind her. All the lines that held me to my life here in Paradisa were sliced apart in swift cuts. Like clipping the strings of a bunch of balloons. Everything that made me who I was--my love for Bella, my love for my dad, for my pack back home, La Push, my name, my self--disconnected from me in that second and just... floated up into space.

But a new string held me where I was. Not one, but a million. Not exactly strings, more like steel cables. A million steel cables all tying me to one thing, to the very center of the universe. It's not gravity holding me to this earth. It's Rosalie Hale. Beautiful, breathtaking Rosalie Hale.

Guys. I think... I think I've finally imprinted. I'm in love.

((ooc: tl;dr Jake's experiencing his second loss. The castle has made him believe that he's imprinted on his arch enemy, Rosalie Hale.

And yes, I did in fact plagiarize the imprinting scene because it's so ridiculous that I couldn't NOT have him say the same thing. I'd forgotten how much I hated that scene. xD

Rose-mun, Bella-mun, you've been waiting! HERE IT IS.))

Comments

[livewithguilt.livejournal.com]

That was an abrupt change of heart.

[shirtless]

Heh. I can't believe I actually didn't like her at one point. It seems impossible now.

[blockoutnoise.livejournal.com]

...Imprinted?

[shirtless]

It's a werewolf thing. Male werewolves will imprint on their soul mate. Pretty much meaning, they find the person they were meant to be with and their world revolves around that single most important person to them. I never used to believe in it or like it at first, but now I see differently.

[blockoutnoise.livejournal.com]

[isn't about to say that imprinting in his world means placing an idea in someone else's head] ...Good for you.

[loyalised.livejournal.com]

Right. [So not impressed with this place.]

[shirtless]

Sorry. It's just a big thing for me. Y'know, finding my soul mate and all.

[loyalised.livejournal.com]

[Takes a moment to check what's going on below.] ..... Looks a bit one sided. Good luck. [Actually means that.]

dictated ; well, more like screaming.

[obstinateness.livejournal.com]

.... [WHAT.]


YOU. DAMN. DIRTY. FILTHY. DOG.


What is wrong with you?!

dictated as well~

[shirtless]

Rose, please don't yell. This is something I can't help. You're gonna see in time that this means something. We werewolves don't just imprint on anyone.

[ino]

.. What?! [LOLING SO HARD]

[shirtless]

I know, right? I almost couldn't believe it either, but... It's fate.

[dazzledbylight.livejournal.com]

. . .

[ speechless ]

[shirtless]

[ knows that stunned silence anywhere ]

You alright, Bella?

[sogonnaboneher.livejournal.com]

Cheesiest confession speech ever.

[shirtless]

Can you blame me? I just found the person I'm meant to spend the rest of my existence with.

[supes]

[doesn't even know these people, but is amused. people here sure have a taste for drama.]

[mousehearted.livejournal.com]

... Quite a speech for a simple love confession.

[shirtless]

[ laughs ] It's kind of a big thing, really.

[rememberwhy.livejournal.com]

[is thinking, doesn't that chick have a husband...? well whatevs]

Good for you.

[shirtless]

Thanks, man. That means a lot. [ he means it! ]

[betonalice.livejournal.com]

[afj;dsalf OMG She is trying not to laugh!]

Good luck!

[shirtless]

[ he's... a little stunned to hear her say that, really. ]

Oh. Yeah. Thanks, Alice.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

--awwwww.

[allegiantly.livejournal.com]

[ doesn't comment, but he's definitely listening to you, Jacob Black ]