A/N: Ok I'm not really sure how it's related to Twilight yet, but it inspired the story. But don't let this stop u...READ ON! lol and tell me what ya think by reviewing.(:

The Night Wolf

A novel

Preface

I was born November 17th 1992 at 4:35am. I never thought I would grow up to be someone who would fall in love with someone I could never have. I never thought I would be put in the worst life or death situation anyone could ever be in. But most importantly I never thought I would find someone as indescribable as Jake. I would do anything for him and if that means giving up my life, someone might as well pierce me in the heart right now. At the moment I'm not sure Jake would do the same for me, but I hope he knows that I love him. My mind is racing through memories of him right now. The only memories I will ever have after this battle is finish. Hopefully his memories of me won't be this perplexing. And as I start to see the dark I only remember one memory, the one where his lips are laid on top of mine. And to think all this happened because of my ordinary hazel eyes. (Defect.)

Ch. 1: Love at First Fight

I woke that night like any other, breathing heavily and frightened out of my mind. The reason I've been so uptight was because school starts today. The first of making my life what I can say even more boring. It was 3:45AM according to my extra loud alarm clock. I groaned and turned around, trying to force myself to sleep. I started off thinking about the pros of going back to school. The only thing I came up with was seeing my best friend Katie. She was incredibly peppy which pretty much the opposite of me was.

Katie is stunningly beautiful compared to me. She has warm brown eyes, with dirty blond curly hair. Katie had a cute baby face. Her skin was very tan and never had a pimple on it. She was considered the prettiest person in the school, but of course she didn't see it. At first I thought she was one of those stuck up cheerleader type, but later I figured out she was a cool person.

We first met in the 6th grade. She was my partner for my school project and we've been friends since.

All this thinking wasn't really helping me go to sleep, so I put on my ocean blue IPod and listened at my favorite pianist, Yiruma. I played my favorite track of his and drifted into deep sleep.

I woke that morning at about 5:30AM. I sighed like any other teenager and got up. My mom must have still been sleeping. It's funny how most moms would have to wake up their child, but instead I'm waking up her. I giggled at the thought.

My mom was probably my best friend in the entire world. She wasn't really an exact replica of me but we did act the same, although she was a little more out there than me. She had bronze curly hair. She had warm brown eyes and was short and pixie like. My mom was a little tan like another person. Her clothes were jeans and simple shirts. Just like me.

I however had a different image. My hair was brown and it wasn't as curly. My eyes were hazel, the only one in my family to ever hazel eyes. Well that I know of. My mother said there were ancestors who had my eyes that were thousands of years ago. I wasn't as short as my mom but not that taller that her I was a standard 5''6 I wasn't as tan as my mom. I was paler than her and most people.

I walked slowly not getting to her room fifteen minutes later. When I got to my mom's room I smiled to see her sleep sideways across the bed. I decided to make a fun day by jumping on her. She hates it when I do it, but I don't so I did it. I lunged at her normally her reaction is screaming, but I guess she was having a nightmare because she punched me. I yelled ouch she looked too tired to know what was going on. My nose started to burst blood and go all over her bed.

When she finally realized what happened she couldn't say sorry enough times. I was laughing at the whole situation but my mom wasn't She kept on saying she's going to make it up to me by never having me to wake her up again, but we both know that's a lie and giggled a little.

My nose stopped bleeding after ten minutes and then I popped into the shower. The feel of the hot water woke me up a little more. I thought about what my first day of school is going to be like. Of course I was excited in many different ways but also nervous. Mostly I was excited for soccer season. Soccer has always been one of the highlights for me at school. It was something I picked up as a kid. I started to remember my mother and me playing on field chasing me around as a two year old. I remember even as a two year old I was able to out run my mother with a soccer ball. The steam of the shower snapped me back to normal focusing on what I was thinking about before.

I thought about how the popularity meter for me is going to go up by far, since I've been to all those late night parties over the summer, but then again I don't think sitting around listening to music really made a difference. I noticed the shower was way to long after a while and popped out. The difference in the air as it hit me felt like someone dumped ice all over my body. Quickly I put on my rope and ran to my warm room. I looked in my closet which held no more than jeans, sweatshirts and t- shirts.

I decided to liven things up by wearing my favorite green shirt and my super skinny jeans. From what I saw it looked like a very sunny day. New Jersey isn't really a dull state but there is a fair share of rain. I picked my black converse and went downstairs.

Of course my mom was already making me my favorite breakfast. She smiled at me and said, "Good Morning! Nice way to start off the first day of school, your mom smacks you right in the nose. I told you all those karate classes will pay off but no you just laughed and walk away. Now it's you senior year in high school and you got punched the nose by your very own mother. This is going to be the best story to tell your friends ever! Or maybe a boyfriend..." she just kept running on and on. Mom could go like this for hours but because of oxygen I figure this wouldn't go on for very long.

"Mom, Breathe! You know most teenagers get I'm proud of you for making it to your senior year, but no I get a punch in a nose and a threat to tell all my friends. Do you see anything wrong with that sentence?" My mom clearer knew what I meant. She turned around and continued frying my eggs.

Just then I knew what she was doing. She was sobbing "You know I am incredibly proud of you..." her voice was so quiet. "You didn't even cry when I punched you in the nose!" Then we busted in to laughter. I couldn't help but crack up. My mother was the one thing that made me not want to go off to college and leave home.

The rest of the morning was simple. My breakfast was delicious. After fifteen minutes my mom went to work as an accountant and I went inside my car heading off for school. I had a midnight blue Lexes Sedan IS10. My mother got it for my as a present for my sixteenth. Of course at first I thought it was way over the top, but after I saw all those glossy eyes on it I decided my mom knew my way too much. I started my quiet engine and started to drive. It didn't take me long to get to my school, a lot of people was already there. I parked near to the front door so I wouldn't have to walk that far. As soon as I got out of the car Katie noticed me. "Sam! Over here!" her voice was very squeaky in a way. I smiled and did a little jog to catch up with her.

Of course she looked stunning in her blue tank top and simple skinny jeans. He hair was pulled back to make her face shine. "Hey! What's up?" I said trying to make my voice sound exciting. I wasn't doing a very good job.

"Oh nothing it's just the last year we're ever gunna spend together!" she stared at me with astonishment looking at my outfit. "You look surprisingly preppy today." He voice was very sarcastic as she tried to hold in a laugh.

Oh, yeah well I don't think I look that bad, do I?" I looked down at my outfit enjoying it very much. We walked into the school together talking about what each of us did over the summer. Katie went to visit her grandfather in Europe over which make my summer look like an ant compared to hers. We walked to the office to get our schedules and found out we have a couple of classes together.

My schedule was partially perfect. All my best classes in the morning and the ones I'm ok at in the afternoon. My lunch was 5th period which wasn't too late and not too early. Katie waved goodbye as she me dropped off at my first period class, Calculus. I walked into my classroom and walked over to the teacher Mr. Mike to tell him about my presence. He seemed surprisingly oblivious as I stood there smiling up at him. I told him my name and took my seat quickly. I really hated our attendance system. I sat in the same seat I had last year right next to the window in the back. You're able to day dream out the window with no one calling on you. You get all your credits quietly and still seeing other people get in trouble while you quietly laugh inside your head with no one to notice.

Class started ten minutes later after two unfamiliar faces came through the door. The first one was a girl. She had light brown skin and eyes that were between brown and hazel. It was much too mixed to tell. Her brown hair was set back into a nice ponytail showing of her perfect pearl earrings. She was stunningly beautiful. Her face had a hint of uncertainty in it as she walked to the counter. She wasn't a short girl but not a tall one either. Her heels made all the difference, it seemed like she was an average height girl. The unknown girl seemed to look at me as I examined her, she looked down at her outfit as if I was suppose to approve of it. It was just then I noticed what she was wearing. It was a knee length plaid skirt with a white button shirt. It was as if she wasn't sure there were uniforms or something.

I smiled at her friendly and looked out the window. When I looked back her face was into an ashamed frown. She walked down the aisle slowly not sure where to sit. I pointed to the desk next to me trying encouraging her. She smiled at me and took a seat in the desk next to me.

Time passed till the second unfamiliar face came through the door. It was a male this time. His shoulders were nice and broad shaping nice with his extra tall body. He came in gracefully as if he was waling on air but he also had a stern face. His skin was as pale as mine, but it fit his dark brown hair. It was settled down right in front of his face almost covering his beautiful pitch black eyes. His body was long. It wasn't completely buff, but he wasn't lanky. He was very muscular. You could see his muscles from his shirt. He smiled at the teacher while telling him his name and turned around and looked at me. Blood rushed to my cheeks, looking outside the window I pretended not to care about what I saw. He saw right through me and sat in the seat behind me.

One girl smiled at him but he did not seem too noticed. I looked back his face was stern again as he thought about something. I turned back to the window and started to day dream about how I expected this day unfold.

Ten minutes passed and I was completely unaware that the teacher started to talk. Mostly it was review on what I already learned. So I decided to block it all out. The girl who was sitting next to me seemed to be doing the same. I turned to her and started to whisper, "Hey what's your name?" I thought my voice sounded friendly enough.

It was enough for her to smile and reply. "It's Patriece. Patriece Jones, and you?" her voice sounded very musical. Each word sounded like a note.

"Sam," I replied. "Sam Hale, but you can call my Samantha if you want. It doesn't matter to me really." My voice had uncertainty in it.

She giggled and said, "Nice to meet you Sam. So do you know that boy behind you? He seemed friendly." she smiled. Her eyes flashed to him than me.

I tried to look out of the corner of my eye and saw him smiling obviously he could hear what we were saying.

I turned around and talked to him, "Are we disturbing you?" I asked in a very loud whisper.

His eyes hit me hard, cut soon calmed. "No not at all. I'm not really paying attention anyway." he smiled again and showed my IPod that he was listening to. This smile was different. It gave me a certain feeling, a feeling that I enjoyed. I took a while smiling smiled back at him. I was just sinking his voice in. It was a velvet voice, very nice to listen to. I turned back to Patriece and shook my head no, but it was too late the teacher already noticed I wasn't paying attention and asked me to answer a problem. My face turned bright red. I smiled hopelessly. I feel everyone staring at me. My mind was boggling. I was just about to give up when the boy behind me shouted the answer behind me. I sighed with relief and looked back to thank me savior and mouthed thank you in pure gratitude. Mr. Mike seemed very annoyed with the whole situation but let it go.

At the end of class I turned around to ask the boys name but he was already gone walking out the door. I shrugged and turned to Patrice and asked her what her next class was. She headed off to gym while I walked down the hall to Spanish. I met Katie at the door waiting for me. She smiled and we walked into the room in silence.

Thai teacher didn't even bother looking at us when we went up to counter and told her our name. She just held her up her hand and pointed to the board. In the most elegant handwriting I've ever seen it said; Don't tell me your name that is for later, your only concern right now is to know mine. Under that was her name, Mrs. Rose. Katie and I just rolled our eyes and took ours seat right in the front of the room. I saw two faces from my last class walk through the door, but didn't bother to ask their names. Class started two minutes after those faces walked in. Mrs. Rose's head popped up and stared straight into all of our eyes, one by one. Her face was strict but then turned into warm smile. Her light brown eyes matched her brown hair. She was a short teacher, but really pretty. Her face structure looked way too young. Mrs. Rose was still glared at us." Good morning class. My name is up on the board if you are wondering, but I hope all of you were smart enough to look up at it. This is your Spanish class." she hesitated as soon as her eyes locked on mine. I returned the glare but mine was more with uncertainty and curiosity. She continued keeping her eyes locked on mine only for a second and then flickered to Katie's. "The reason I've asked you not to tell me your names is because today we are going to play a game so we can learn each other's name. This may seem childish to many of you and I agree with you, but you have not been the teacher and it's the middle of the semester and students are asking for everyone's name. Of course most of you might know each other but there were a lot of new comers this year and we would want them to feel just like home, wouldn't we? Now everyone get up and stand against the wall, I want it to be boy, girl, boy, girl." Her voice turned very stern.

Everyone rushed up and put coordinated themselves as she asked. I stranded between two monster tall boys, I didn't really bother to see their faces. She walked up and down the sale examining everyone of us. I stranded very straight almost stiff. It felt like we were in the army and I was sure I wasn't the only one feeling like it. She started to talk again, "Now I want everyone to state their name and something about them. Later I will quiz you about the people next to you said, so pay attention!" her voice sounded sweet and less stern this time but she was serious.

Everyone went in a line. I wasn't able to catch everyone's name but I got a good amount. When it came to me I hesitated. "Hi I'm Sam Hale, and I like to play soccer." I sounded like a twelve year old. I put my head down in embarrassment. Mrs. Rose stared at me and asked me a question.

"Is it Sam or Samantha?" she asked. Her voice sounded very frustrated

"Um... It doesn't really matter." I said. My voice was tiny.

"Ah that's where you wrong. It does matter which you prefer most may I ask. I would not want to call you something you may not respond to." her voice had a hint of laughter in it that only I could notice.

Glumly I said, "Sam. You can call me Sam."

Her polite stare turned into another threatening glare. "Alright then, Sam. Next!" she yelled and we went on. Class ended before we could get to the quiz, I sighed with relief when I heard the sweet sound. I ran to my backpack and out the door. So did the rest of the students. Most of the mob came from our class room. Katie cached up with me quickly and whispered,

"What did you do to Mrs. Rose it looks like she hates you!" she smiled at her joke, but I took it seriously. I shrugged and turned to my next class. Katie didn't seem to notice I was mad and just walked away.

The last two periods were a blur. I wasn't really interested in any of my classes this year. I saw Patriece in my 4th period class and we sat next to each other. We talked most of that class till the bell rang. I invited her sit with Katie and me at lunch. She accepted my request and we walked to lunch together. We met Katie at the door. I introduced both of them to one another and they both seem to get along fine. As we walked into the lunchroom we saw a huge crowd in the middle of the lunch room. Katie rolled her eyes and complained to Patriece about the daily fights that happen very year. I ran over to see what was going on. I pushed my way over to see who was fighting. It was the boy who sat behind me and an unknown boy. Both of them seem filled with anger. I stared into the unknown boy's eyes. It seemed pumped up as if he was hoping for a fight.

As soon as the boy who sat behind me saw me he started to turn away. We stared right into each other's for a split second his eyes more harsh then mine. I turned away first. No later than a second our eyes parted he started to walk away. The unknown boy punched his back and put his fist up. I heard someone screamed a name saying come on Jake don't let him get away with that. I was happy that I finally found out his, but worried he might not have wanted me to know after this.

Jake turned around looking different, a lot different. His eyes were blood red and he had a smirk on his face. Every started to back up clearly afraid, but for some odd reason I... didn't. The unknown boy stepped back face filled with horror but it too late. Jake started to breath heavier it looked like her was hyperventilating but it was different. It all seemed to angry to look like it. I knew something was wrong as soon as he started to shake unexplainably as if he was vibrating. I stepped nervous as hell toward him. Just then I knew if some didn't do something it was going to turn out bad. I step in front of him, putting my hands on his shoulders staring straight into his angry eyes. I whispered calm down and continued to glare at him as I was trying to control the shaking. It seemed like I was staring at him for hours. I felt zap go through me as soon as he returned the glare. Jake's intense eyes scared me, but also gave me a chance to really look at his face.. He was beautiful. Flash backs of his smile came to me making me think how well it fitted him. His tight jaw and low cheeks. Five seconds pasted, his breathing became more controlled and his eyes turned back into coal black. He shut his eyes after I calmed him down and turned away leaving my hands holding the thin air.

I stayed there watching him walk away leaving my hands hanging in the mid air, freaking out about what I just witnessed. Everyone rushed toward me clearly going to ask what I did. I just nudged past all of them, joining Katie and Patriece again. Both of them stared at me curiosity. I sighed of all the staring today. Hadn't anyone told them it rude!

The rest of lunch was horrible. One after another people came over to ask me about the scene. I ignored them peacefully focusing on eating my food. I never looked up. Patriece and Katie only thought I was rude and apologized with a sorry smile to each person. Finally when the last person was gone Katie started to talk. "Ok... So, what was that all about? So you calmed a boy down, no big deal. He may have learned to control his temper and you just helped." her voice sounded as annoyed as I felt.

Patriece cut in, "Yeah but he looked so... angry. Did you not see his face he looked like he was about to explode. Sam was the only person who actually stayed near him." Both of them looked at me waiting for me to say something. I just shrugged and turned my head.

Finally I started to talk. "I guess it was because I wasn't thinking, I don't know! I felt like he wasn't going to hurt Mme." my voice was shaking.

Katie's face turned to shock. "Are you kidding me? The freaking dude looked like an evil possessed animal! There was a reason everyone backed up Sam." Katie wasn't making things any better. I turned my head clearly showing my annoyance. Patriece seemed to catch on but I wasn't sure about Katie. I started to think about the whole situation. Maybe there was something wrong with me. Why wasn't I scared? He clearly looked angry enough to murder somebody, yet I felt perfectly safe. Katie was right he did look like an animal, he looked inhuman.

The rest of the lunch period we all sat quietly waiting to hear the sound I love so much. Soon enough the bell did ring. I checked if Katie and Patrice a class with me next, both said no. I picked up my book bag and drifted into the crowd. My next class was torture sure enough Jake was in it. He noticed me as soon as I walked through the door; I turned my head away afraid to lock eyes again. This time sat as far I could from him. It was only the first day of school and already I had drama in it. Class ended on a low note, I was hoping to make friends this year not enemies. I sighed and gathered my books. Jake was the first one out the door clearly in rush to get away from me.

In the hall there was major traffic. I bumped on shoulder after another. Everyone seemed so big, so frightening. I put my head down as I passed through the halls. After today I never want to look at anybody ever again. I had my next class with Katie, but neither of us talked. I could tell she was mad at me for not giving her a better excuse at lunch. I ignored her. I didn't really care about all of this right now. All I wanted was to go home to my childish mother. I blocked out everything for the rest of the day, ignoring every wave that was sent toward me, every glare, even smile. I desperately wanted this day to be over. It didn't hit me until I was sitting in my car that tomorrow wouldn't be any better. I definitely would be put as a not so nice person since I was ignoring everyone today. I groaned. Why did high school exist? Was it my own personal purgatory? Had my sins really led this to me? I started my car with a sigh and backed out of the parking lot. I could see the exit was backed at least 20 feet away. I sighed and stopped there waiting. When it finally cleared up I didn't want to move. I could hear honks behind me miles away. With another depressed sigh I put my feet on the gas petal. When I got home it was pure silence. On the counter was a note from my mom, in her lovely handwriting:

Hey honey, I'm not going to be home early today. Got work extra I'm a little behind on the bills. Looks like your making dinner tonight! Make it a surprise please! And don't go looking for a job it only 50 bucks. You know how the bill collectors are. Oh and I would like pizza for dinner, but still make it a surprise! That made no sense! Well you already got the message so see ya soon!

I sighed everything I was looking forward to was gone. No one to complain to. I sat down in the living room and took out my homework. It was the first day of school, I had no homework. I decided to take out a book. Twilight, a book about a vampire romance. I remembered all the times I wish I was in Bella Swan's position. It would be nice for two men to fighting over me instead of none. We were a lot a like in the physical part. Both pale and hair was a like, but I wasn't as clumsy. My personality was different and I would definitely choose a werewolf over a vampire. I laughed at myself for comparing me to a fictional character. I sat there and read for good two hours. After I decided to start dinner. My mother's favorite pizza topping was pepperoni. With her luck we were out. I decided to make lasagna, it was close enough. I made dinner especially slow wasting as much time as I could. That took at least forty five minutes out of my time. I sat down and turned on my TV. Nothing special was on. I heard a door slam. "Sam? That smells good, but not like pizza. You did make it a surprise!" my mom voice sounded tired. I laughed at her comment.

"Yeah mom we were out of pizza and I don't feel like going Italian on you, by making homemade." I said laughing.

"You know your dad was Italian." she smiled. "He sent me an email for you. He wants to visit." My mother's voice seemed very excited. It didn't seem like my parents were separated since he visited a little too frequently.

"Err. Sure, I look at it after dinner."

"Good." my mother said. My dad was very fun. I didn't know where I got my mature personality from. When their together you could how they fell in love with each other so quick. My entire mother has ever told me is that when they separated it was because they said it was the best.

"So how was your first day of school? Any boys we talk about."

"No." I lied. I didn't want to talk about Jake.

"Come on honey you're killing me here. This favorite part about being an awesome mom. You're sucking the fun right out it." She nagged my arm showing she was joking.

"I'm sorry mom. I just don't turn a lot of men on." I said. I didn't really like having this conversation. Mom must have noticed and she changed the subject.

"Hey you want to meet me at the diner tomorrow. Or do you want to stay home."

"Diner's good." My voice was uncertainty in it again. The conversation went nowhere after that. Dinner finished not soon after that. My cooking was surprisingly good. My mother complimented me a couple of times. After that I went up to my room. I plopped on bed with a sigh. My phone started to vibrate. It was Katie.

"Hello?" my voice sounded very tired. Katie ignored my tone.

"GO ONLINE RIGHT NOW! EVERYONE IS TALKING ABOUT HOW YOU CALMED JAKE DOWN! APPENTALLY YOU GUYS DATED OVER THE SUMMER BUT IT DIDN'T WORK OUT! THE RUMOR IS HE FOUND SOMEONE AND DUMPED HER TO GET YOU BACK BUT YOU DIDN'T TAKE HIM OF COURSE. AND THAT'S HOW YOU KNOW HOW TO CALM HIM DOWN!" she stopped to chuckle, "ANYWAY HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL ME!" Now she was laughing. Why had this happened to me? What had I've down so wrong that led me to this.

"Look Katie. People like to gossip and that's there problem, but I'm not going to care. I know it's not true, you know it's not true, Patriece knows it's not true. Why should I care?" I tried to keep my voice very calm.

"Yeah but what if Jake things you're the one who's starting the rumor?" he voice was sounded as it she was testing me. And it was working. That could happen.

"Crap!" I shouted. Katie started to laugh. "We'll straighten this all out tomorrow ok?"

"Ok." Her voice sounded pleased. I could tell she was excited to start up something. With another sigh I pulled out my IPod and started to listen to music. I closed my eyes concentrating on the lyrics and melody, while waiting for my life to be over.