Chapter One: The Imprint
I was lying in my bed, curled up in a ball. I was just thinking about everything that had happened over the past few months. My window wide open, wind coming into the room. It is a miracle that is not raining right now. I had my purple quilt over me, covering my whole body except my head. I have my long, wavy brown hair tied into a pony tail. Tonight, I just wanted to rest and think. I have been spending too much time in La Push lately, I need a break from the pack. I need a break to feel human once and a while. My temper has been a little out of control, I need to learn how to control it. The only time I could is when I am alone. Most of my hatred towards the vampires that are in town at the moment.
It is their fault that I became this. One month after I leave Arizona, I become a freaking werewolf! Honestly, that is not the best homecoming gift. The only good part about becoming a werewolf is that I discovered that I am adopted. Only Quileutes become werewolves and my parents are not werewolves. So, I have to be adopted. It is the only logical reasoning. I still do not know how I am going to tell my parents that I know. I probably will never know. The only solution I have at the moment is to wait until they are ready to tell me the truth and act surprised or tell them that I know then. I cannot tell them until then. I am surprised my mother has not told me the truth yet. She is usually every open with me.
I sighed. The sound of Sam's howling echoed from the forest and into my room. I have to leave to La Push.
Great.
The one day I think I could get a break from my immortality, Sam calls. That man never gives anyone a break. I sat up in my bed and took my hair out of my ponytail. I am dressed in my pajamas, however I do not care at the moment. I probably would not be spending a lot of time with them anyone. They cannot taunt me too much, they know about my temper . . .
I jumped out of my bed and walked out of my room. Charlie's bedroom door was wide open, and it is also empty. He is probably down stairs watching a game. I lost track of what he watches. He watches a lot of sports. That's all I know.
I went down the stairs. At the bottom of them was the coat hanger, my coat and backpack was hung there. I grabbed my coat (just in case it is going to rain later) and my backpack. I have clothes in there so I could change after I leave La Push. The TV was on in the living room, Charlie starring at the it.
"Dad. I'm going to La Push," I called. Every time I told him I was going to La Push, he assumed I was going to visit Jacob. Though, he is right about that . . .
"Okay, Bells. See you later," he called back without taking his eyes off the TV. I did not respond and left the house. It's still not raining, so I stuffed my coat in my backpack before running off into the forest. Only taking about ten minutes before I reached La Push. Everyone beat me there. They stood in a semi circle. They are all wolves at the moment, so I changed too.
"Nice PJ's, Bells," Jake commented. I narrowed my eyes at him. His sarcasm is unnecessary. Jake stood in the middle of the semi circle, his red fur unmistakable. I ignored him.
"Okay, what is it?" I asked. I really am not in the mood to play with them.
"Leeches are coming back to town," Sam answered. He is always straight to the point. I am not the only person who does not have the patience for their playfulness.
"Isn't there some here already?" Quil asked. He always asks questions.
Sam looked at me for a moment and then looked back at Quil. "Yes, but the ones coming are from a different coven," Sam answered. Everyone stood silent for a moment. No one knowing what to say. Sam broke the silence, "We have to meet up more often."
Great. I just nodded before walking off back to Forks."Bells, where are you going?" Jake called.
"Home, I have school tomorrow," I said before running off.
"Bye!" I ran as fast as I could. I wanted to get as much rest as possible, Sam is not helping at all. When I was far enough for the pack not to see me, I changed back to human and put on the clothes from my backpack.
When I got home, Charlie was asleep on the couch. The TV and the lights off. I closed the door gently, hoping not to wake him. Then, I went up the stairs, washed up and fell asleep.
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I woke up from my alarm. The beeping is more annoying when you are tired . . . I turned it off and jumped out of bed. I went over to the window to check it Charlie's car is in the driveway. Nope. Charlie usually leaves in the morning before I wake up for school and comes back before dinner. I barely see him. He has been busy with work lately.
I walked away from the window and went to the bathroom to get washed up for school. Within twenty minutes, I was washed up and dressed. I ran out the door with my coat and backpack. When I got out of the house, Quil was standing next to my truck. I walked over to him.
"Quil? What are you doing here?" I asked. He never comes to Forks, unless he is with the rest of the pack. He looked upset, there must be something wrong right now.
"The leeches are coming to town sooner than we thought," he answered immediately. I frowned.
"When?"
"Today," he growled, before walking towards the forest. Okay, he is more upset than I thought.
"Thanks," I sighed before climbing into my truck and driving off to school. Great, if school isn't bad enough; I have to be around leeches five days a week. I shook my head.
The parking lot of the school reeked of leeches. There is nothing worse on the planet than that smell. I hate it, maybe more than I hate them. I jumped out of my truck when I parked and ran into the building. Almost late for class. The whole day passing by in a complete blur. I barely paid attention to the teachers talk about whatever they were teaching . . .
Before I knew it, lunch came. Great. Lunch with the leeches. Like my day wasn't bad enough.
Everyone sat at their usual tables. Everyone at my table chatting about anything they could think of. I did not pay attention to them, I haven't in awhile . . .
The smell of leeches hit my nose. Maybe I should look at them . . .?
I turned my head slowly. The second my eyes saw him. I froze.
One of the vampires. The most beautiful creature I had ever seen. He has bronze, tousled hair, bright golden eyes that you could get lost in, dark rings around his eyes making him look as if he hadn't slept in weeks, perfect sized muscles that his gray shirt hugs perfectly and red lips. I just starred at him, forgetting everything else, until he looked at me. My eyes widened and I turned my head. Did I just imprint on a vampire?
Crap, crap! I am so screwed.
"Bella? Are you okay?" Jessica asked me. I just nodded before looking at my food again. Only thirty minutes left here before I could run back home to skip school. Thirty minutes. I could do it - right?
