Disclaimer: I do not own any of Stephanie's wonderful characters or idea's. Only saying this once for the whole story.

This story sort of just came to me while I was day dreaming off in class one day. I hope you like it. Paul isn't a werewolf yet. For this chapter he's human-I had to start it off somewhere. Melanie is not full Quileute, her dad was, but not her mom. If you have any questions about this story feel free to comment, privet message me, or e-mail me.

Here we go…

Hypnotize the Moon

Chapter 1--- I Totally Fell

Melanie POV

Paul sat down beside me in math, the only class we had that we had to sit by each other, thank god.

There was this rivalry between me and Paul. Something that I couldn't wrap my mind around. But lets just say it wasn't out of the ordinary to here us yelling at each other. That was pretty much the norm.

I looked over at Kim and rolled my eyes, like I did every class. She smirked at me and then went back to looking at Jared, the only guy she's been falling for since she was ten and he chased away the big scary dog. Of course he didn't even notice she was alive, but the girly could still dream.

There was something wrong today…I looked over at Paul, instead of ignoring me like he normally did he was staring at me, not looking away.

The teacher came in and class got started. Paul was still staring at me.

"What?" I hissed, when he didn't look away.

He shook his head and scribbled something down on his notebook before sliding it over to me.

I just never noticed you were so beautiful…

I stare at the paper like I'm going insane.

Uh, Paul? Did you hit your head just a little too hard? Or a lot? Your actually giving me a compliment? What's the catch? Am I going to have green hair tomorrow or something?

No, aren't I allowed to say something nice about you?

Not without being up to something.

Har har. Like I would waste my valuable time making up plans to embarrass you, that was so fifth grade. Besides, your not even worth the joke anymore.

There's the Paul I know and hate.

You know you want me.

In your dreams.

Now you know my dreams? Your amazing.

Cut it out with all that stuff. It's freaking me out.

I'll stop…if…

If what?

If you go on a date with me-to Port Angeles-for a movie---What do you say?

My mind goes on red alert. There was obviously something up if he was asking me out. Why would Paul ask me out? Me of all people? I'm the girl who had gotten on his nerves for the past ten years since he was five! There was no way he meant it.

You're crazy.

I take that as a yes…?

Take that as a no. This is probably just some plan to make a fool out of me.

Like I said, Melanie, I wouldn't waste my time trying to embarrass you.

No.

Kim told me you like me, so why are you saying no?

Because…--- I choke. Kim had actually told him that? Two years ago I had told her that I found something attractive about Paul, but I had never actually come out and said I liked him. ---…She said that?

Actually…No…But you just confirmed it. So how's about it?

If I say yes will you never talk to me again?

Most likely not. If you say yes then I don't think I could ever leave you alone.

I'm not some slut, so your wasting your time.

That's not why I'm asking, so stop flattering yourself. How bout this? One date, to the movies, and if we don't like it then it doesn't have to happen again. Sound good?

You're going to keep annoying me until I say yes, aren't you?

Yes.

Fine.

Paul punched his fist in the air causing the whole class to turn and stare…This caught the teachers attention and came over and picked up Paul's notebook. As he read it he raised his eyebrows.

Finally the teacher looked down at us, my face was bright red and Paul was trying to look innocent.

"Could the two of you arrange your date on your on time?" He said. This caused me to hide my head in my arms and Paul to just grin.

Paul was on a high horse right now. The teacher had just confirmed that I agreed to go on a date with him. In front of the whole class. This should just be fantastic.

Kim gave me an odd look, like she couldn't believe that I had actually said yes. Heck neither could eye. And by the look Paul kept giving me-one of wonder-he couldn't believe it either.

…

The minutes on the clock slowly ticked by, Paul would be here anytime and I was nervous. Not like I liked him or anything. It's just, in the past I had never thought about dating.

I was dressed in a red dress that ended mid thigh and black leggings with black conver sneakers and a slim black jacket. My blonde hair was curled and down around my shoulders. For make up I had mascara and eyeliner with red cherry lip gloss, and a tint of pink blush. I also had dangling ear rings and a few silver bangles. Two hours ago I had taken the time to paint my nail a sparkling red.

So I was ready to go.

I heard him pull up in a motorcycle and I almost fainted. He wasn't old enough to drive, not for another few months…

I ran out of the house before mom could wake up and find Paul outside.

"What are you doing?" I demanded. "You could get arrested for this, and get me in trouble. I should have known you would do something like this. It's so typical. I should have never agreed to this. I-" As I was saying all this, Paul got off his bike and walked over to me.

He put one finger to my lips to quiet me. "Stop ranting Melanie. Learn to have a good time." After my doubting look he sighed and put both hands on my shoulders. "Look, would you rather I got my drunk father to drive? And besides, I turned sixteen last week."

"Huh?"

"I'm older then you Mel, don't look so surprised. Now come on, to Port Angeles and back."

He got back on the bike. I followed his lead, careful not to touch him. "Shouldn't we wear helmets?"

"Naw, we're better off without them. Hang on to me."

I started with my hands lightly touching his side but as soon as he was zooming down the driveway I hugged his waist. I knew this was what he wanted because he almost leaned into the touch.

I knew that he purposely drove by Jared's house and then Kim's. Jus to make a point I had gone threw with it. The little bugger.

…

Threw the movie he actually behaved himself. At one poin the put his arm ovr my shoulder, but when I shrugged it off out of nervousness he didn't try again. We talked as we walked back to his bike and he took my hand and I actually let him take it. It surprised me along with him.

It wasn't till we got back to my house and he walked me up to the door did my heart start to flutter.

I leaned back against the door and waited for him to say something.

"So, you had a good time? It wasn't completely horrible?"

I nod, a small smile on my face. "It was alright."

"Then you'll go out with me again?"

"Question first. What brought all this on, Paul? We practically tried to kill each other since we were five…We got sent to the office for fighting in class, you got in trouble for pouring paint on my head, I got in trouble for filling your book bag with jell-o. We hated each other.

"There's a fine line between love and hate." Paul said, making me blush.

"Do you love me, O'Hara?"

He chuckles and wraps his arms around me. Leaning his forehead up against mine. "You'll just have to stick around find out. Wont you?"

"Maybe I will."

Paul leans down and kisses me on the lips making my head spin. I could hardly breath. I swear my heart stopped beating.

…

The second date was great, the deal breaker. And Paul won. He won my heart.

He came in and introduced himself to my mother and she loved him. He played all of his charms and when she asked if he was the same Paul I had always complained about he replied "I'm afraid so maim. I'm the guy she loves to hate."

After that he took me to a carnival that was just a little past Port Angeles. We went on rides and then he won me a small stuffed grey wolf. Before we were ready to leave we made a stop at a small shop and he bought me a necklace. That wasn't all though.

The girl behind the counter took a picture of us-of Paul and I kissing, none the less, thanks to Paul- and put it in the locket. On the other half of it was the word love. It made my heart flutter and I knew that I wasn't planning on taking it off anytime soon. It was beautiful.

From there we went back to La Push and headed to First Beach, where we ran into Kim. Kim smiled and ran away. I swear that girl had a head problem.

At the beach, Paul and I hovered by the edge of the trees and made out for half an hour.

…

After twp weeks of this it was safe to say that he was my boyfriend. We were almost perfect together. The teachers couldn't keep us apart. And we didn't fight as often anymore. We still had our spats, but that was just arguing over something, and half of it was just to flirt with each other.

Really, how had we gone from this? A month ago if you asked me how I thought about Paul O'Hara I would have replied that I wanted him dead, run over by some random drunk on the road and then left there for the crows to pick at his bones. Now I hated it when he got in just the littlest fight with someone. I freaked out if he ever put himself in danger.

Then he complained-while smiling- that my emotions always seemed to over flow.

The longer we went out the closer we got. The more we went threw together, the stronger it made us. The first time we said "I love you" made us one.

We had one heart and if it was ever to be broken then I would die. It would not only hurt just one of us, but the other. That's how inseparable we are now. There's no going back. There was almost nothing left in the world to keep is apart.

So, even though I always wonder how we got to this, I know Paul was right.

There's a fine line between love and hate. And I'm too over the love side of it to ever go back.

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So that's the first chapter. I hope ya'll liked it. Sorry if it's not all that good right now. I stayed up writing it all night, being home sick doesn't help much either. Soo…

Here's the next chap preview:

One year later. Melanie and Paul get even closer. Melanie gets an admirer. Paul loses his temper. What happens? You'll have to wait to fine out.

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