Authors note: This is my first twilight fanfiction. I don`t own Twilight or any of the characters. I gladly welcome reviews on my little story. If you like there is more to come.

Kim sat drawing away in her sketch pad. She didn`t like the fact that people (especially her teachers) referred her art to doodles but being not that interested in what her teachers said anyway she found it way more stimulating than her classes. The only class she didn`t to this was in history. The only big reason being that Jared Cameron sat next to her. She would be mortified if he made fun of her. Well, he would have to really notice her first to make fun of her.

Jared. Kim usually let herself fantasize about him for a couple of minutes before class started, then she could sneak a few peaks at the real thing.

She had been nursing her crush, or what her friends called, her infatuation, for a couple of years now. Sure, she allowed herself to like other boys when they showed interest. She went out on a few dates, but ultimately, her liking them fizzled out on her part after a couple of weeks. Jared`s face just replaced every other boys in Kim`s mind. This her sad a lot of the time. Jared just didn`t pay her any attention. It wasn`t as if she as ugly or anything. She was actually quite pretty. But she wasn`t what Jared was into. He liked the Forks girls. Preferably blonde or red headed. Kim was your typical La Push girl. Russet skinned, dark haired and dark eyed. One of her greatest assets was her chest, which caused her a lot of embarrassment when she was younger but at seventeen didn`t bother her as much.

Jared Cameron. She sighed inwardly and awkwardly crossed her legs on the school chair while pulling her jumper dress down to cover her crotch. He hadn`t been in school for three weeks but for Kim it felt like forever. She glanced at his empty desk beside hers. He bored biro scribbles littered the small desk like blue and red tattoos.

A lot of rumors were flying around the small school about him and his mysterious departure. The main ones being that his parents kicked him out for doing drugs, he was living on the streets in Seattle, he was logging in Alaska etc etc. Kim didn`t know what to believe. Nor did her friends. Even Jared`s regular group didn`t know which was strange, unless they actually knew and were really good actors.

Once or twice she spotted his mother in the supermarket looking worried and haggard. Kim and her mother knew it was best not to pry into other peoples business. Her father practically bit her mothers innocent head off for mentioning it at the dinner table one evening.

Kim looked out the window pensively. It was dark and rainy as usual. The florescent lights made it seem duller outside. The trees were swaying in the wind and the sky was a gunpowder grey. Kim made a mental note to remember this image and paint it when she got back home. She noticed the class filling up and checked her watch. Five minutes and then Mr. Burnside would come and then an hour and a half of monotonous boredom would ensue. She reached into her bag for her books and notepad. Flipped to the chapter were they finished the last day she noticed that the room and grown quieter but she could hear audible and excited whispers.

"He`s back."

"He cut his hair."

"He`s huge!"

"He`s even hotter than before."

It could only mean Jared was back. Kim`s insides squirmed pleasantly at this thought but that quickly turned to unexplained dread. Having him gone for a good amount of time had made her a bit saner and gave her history homework much needed improvement. She knew her crush would start to manifest itself again. She would have to resort to not looking at him when he came. A difficult objective. She tried to focus hard on the text in front of her, but she sensed his arrival into the class by the hush of the rest of the students. Her whole being tensed and she felt herself sweat. She heard him greet his friends in a rather huskier voice than usual. Her breathing increased as his massive frame came down to the back of the class and sat down beside her and filled tiny empty desk. Kim could have sworn it had gotten warmer in the class. She resolutely kept her eyes on the book in front of her, re-reading the same line about a hundred times. She didn`t greet him because they never greeted each other and he never responded to any of her friendly smiles. Why was she feeling nervous. She felt like something big was going to happen. From the corner of her eye she saw him rooting around his back pack with his massive hand and take out a book.

"Karen." Who was Karen?

"Karen?"

"Karen!" His voice was annoyed by now and with desolation Kim realized he was talking to her as he shoved her chair with his foot.

With her eyes still glued to the textbook she refused to look at him in case he saw the sadness in her eyes but she answered him.

"My name is Kim, not Karen." Silence.

"Okay. Sorry." He didn`t sound sorry. "Where did we stop in the book Kim."

"Chapter four page 38."

"You know Kim. You should look people in the eye when you are speaking." He sounded horrible and he made her feel like a sack of shit.

"Sorry Jared. That was rude of me." She looked him in the eye when she said this. His face was not the face in her dreams. It was sneering and cold and it broke her heart.

She turned away from him and looked out the window at the rain soaked pavement. After a while she noticed his reflection in the window staring her way. Hesitantly she looked over at him. He wasn`t unpleasant this time, he was staring at her unashamedly with his mouth slightly open with a look of deep concentration in his eyes as well as something she couldn`t quite put her finger on. Maybe the rumors were true. Kim was starting to think maybe he was on drugs. Uncomfortable, Kim shifted a bit more toward the wall and tried to focus again on the book. She knew he was still staring at her though. Mr. Burnside had to call his name three times during attendance before Jared answered.

As Mr. Burnside droned on about Nazi German foreign policy Kim had to concentrate hard on taking notes while attempting to ignore Jared blatant stares. After years of wanting him to notice her she got her wish. About three years worth of it in one go. It was too intense and too creepy. She had to look at him. His face was softened and he smiled at her in that dreamy way that had made her fall in love with him. She couldn`t return his smile however much she wanted to. He must be playing some sort of joke on her. Getting her back for being rude. He shifted more towards her. Kim tensed and began to sweat. She looked at him again and her mouth went dry. His eyes telling her a million different things at once. Things that she had desired so long to see in his eyes. She felt too hot. She began to flush and sweat more. She could feel it dripping down her cleavage. Jared, it seemed, sensed this. When she looked at him again he had an intense, animalistic hunger in his eyes. Pure desire. Kim decided she was going crazy. She wanted nothing more to get out of that classroom and away from him. She was unnerved. Unsettled. She was getting too hot.

Seeing that there was about two minutes until the bell went she hastily started to gather her things in preparation for a speedy departure. She quickly scribbled down the impossible amount of homework they were given and fled as soon as the bell rang.

Her heart pounding as she tried to make sense of it all. She went to her locker not knowing what she was looking for and remembered that she had another hour of terror in the the form of calculus. While rummaging through her locker for the hated calculus book her light was obscured by a massive shadow that could only have been cast by someone huge.

"Hey Kim." Startled by Jared`s husky voice she spun around and came face to chest with him.

"Hey Jared." She answered warily, waiting for..well she didn`t know.

"That was some class huh." What? Why was he even talking to her?

"Are you high?" The words left her mouth before she even had time to think.

"No, why?" He seemed a little confused but not at all fazed.

"Because why are suddenly ta-sorry-forget I said anything."

"You can finish what you are going to say Kim. It`s ok." He said kindly.

"Why are you -I dunno- I can`t explain." She returned to searching her locker.

"Kim you wanna hang out later?" He asked with such convincing sincerity that Kim turned back to him shocked.

"Is this some sort of joke?"

"No, it could never be."

"We`ve gone to the same school for years, not once have you said more than a couple of words to me and you want to hang out! You though my name was Karen until an hour and a half ago." She was angry. Jared`s face twisted in a mix of anger and pain.

"So, am I creeping you out or something?" His voice was angry.

"I didn`t say that!" She thought it though. "It`s just weird." He snorted.

"Weird?"

"Yeah weird. I`m hardly the type you hang out with."

"So you want me to leave you alone?" He body tensed.

"Did I say that? No." She tried to calm him.

"It sounded a helluva lot like that. You know-when I looked-" He had difficulty saying what was playing on his mind.

"Jared. What`s going on." Kim was starting to become concerned. He looked her dead in the eye with a mix of emotions and stalked off punching a locker before he got to the exits. His whole body was trembling.

Kim stood glued to the spot watching him leave and jumping when he hit the locker. There was a tight knot of pain in her chest that made her oblivious to the curious looks of the students who witnessed the little scene. The sound of the bell made her snap out of her little world and go zombie like to calculus.

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