Hey, Dark here! I've recently fallen in love with Brady/Imprint or Collin/Imprint so I decided to make my own! I hope you guys enjoy it!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything except Aaron, Adam,and Paige.
I'm Right Here
I hugged my knees to my chest as the pain of the imprint ripped through me. I felt someone sit down next to me; I looked up and saw Brady. I bit back a sob, but the tears didn't stop falling. He put his arm around me and pulled me closer. "I'm right here, angel," He whispered.
Chapter 1
It was just a normal day in La Push. It was raining, my family was sleeping, and I had to pee. So, I did what any normal person would do, I ran to the bathroom.
Lalalalala
Do you really think my life is that peaceful? Hello, a werewolf imprinted on me! Let's start this bitch off right.
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I woke up to screaming in my ear. What the hell? I sat up to see my older sibling, Adam, who was now a senior.
"What the hell?" I mumbled.
"Time for school, it's your first day at a new school!" He kept screaming. I threw a pillow at him; he laughed, and ran out of my room. Rock music was blasting through Aaron's stereo. Aaron and Adam are twins that like to torture me in the mornings. I trudged to the wall that we shared and pounded on it.
"Shut it off," I screamed. But, it went ignored. I rolled my eyes and went over to my closet.
I pulled on, tan cargo shorts, a blue tank-top with cropped concert t-shirt, and my precious D.C. I jumped into the bathroom before preppy boy, Adam could. I combed my long chestnut hair, pulled it into a ponytail. I cleared my ice blue eyes from any eye boogies. And made sure my tan complexion was clear of any pimples. I carefully hid my make-up that I barely touch, in a locked cupboard. I left the bathroom open for my brothers.
Lalalalalala
I skipped down the steps, and ran into the kitchen. There was a picture of the whole family, mom and dad included. Adam and Aaron emancipated from them, and since they were my legal guardians, they took me in after mom and dad got in legal trouble. Adam and Aaron basically brought me up, I learned everything from them.
I kissed the picture, and set out to hunt for some food. I found Fruit Loops, some good milk, and a bowl. I sat down at the counter and shoved my face, while Aaron jumped the stairs, landing on the couch.
"Morning, Paige," he patted my head.
"Morning," I said with a mouth full. Adam sat down beside me and stole some of my cereal. I slapped him, and Aaron laughed. I dumped my bowl in the sink, and jogged back up the steps.
I brushed my teeth, applied deodorant, and used the bathroom. I had come down the steps just in time to catch my book bag.
"I don't want to go," I whined.
"You have, too," Adam copied me.
"Why?" I continued.
"Because, if you don't all of us will get in trouble and return to Karen and Bob." Aaron explained. Aaron hates mom and dad, so he calls them by their first names. Don't act like a parent, you don't deserve to be called mom and dad, He told me that once, when I called them mom and dad.
I nodded and ran to the truck, "Backseat," I called. Adam groaned and climbed into the passenger seat.
Lalalalala
We were singing along to Linkin Park, well Adam and Aaron were singing, I was rapping. When we arrived to the high school, where I would be stuck for at least a few years, I gulped. Everyone had brown hair, and a tan complexion. We would definitely stick out, because Adam had light blond hair, as did Aaron. There goes the idea of not being noticed!
Aaron found a parking spot, and we hopped out of the truck.
"I don't know if I can do this," I whispered holding my flat stomach.
"You can, Paper," Adam hugged me. Some of my anxiety disappeared at my old nickname.
"Yeah, you're a Moore, and we can do anything except hide from the law!" Aaron put a hand on my shoulder.
I sighed, and looked up at my brothers, "Let's get this fucking thing over with,"
Adam laughed, and Aaron shook his head. I smiled, I'm Paige Moore, and I can do anything, except hide from the law!
Lalalalala'
We walked into the main office, and the sectary looked at us weird.
"Hello, you must be the Aaron, Adam, and Paige!" She said with fake excitement.
I rolled my eyes, as Aaron handled our schedules'.
"You need a parent signature on these sheets," she said. Aaron and Adam froze. She looked in between them, and waited for answers. Guess I have to answer!
"We aren't with our parents', Aaron and Adam got emancipated, and they are my legal guardians." I spoke up, my tone of voice sounding annoyed.
She looked taken back, "Emancipated?"
"Yeah, you know where you move away from your parents. You can leave state, we are from Seattle though." I continued to explain.
She nodded her head, "Just make sure you get these signed,"
"No problem," Aaron came to life. He's alive, Adam shook his head, and he's alive, too!
We walked out of the office, I punched both of them, "That's for having me explain,"
"Usually, that doesn't happen," Aaron mumbled.
"Yeah, well it did, and you guys acted like you saw a fucking ghost!"
"Sorry, Paper," Adam said.
"Yeah, whatever, we better get to class," I walked away from my brothers. I looked down at my schedule, and fear crashed down on me.
Homeroom- Mr. Jebs Room 201
1st period- Langue Arts Room 532
2cd Period- Reading Room 521
3rd Period- Algebra 2 Room 145
4th- Lunch
5th- World Cultures Room 302
6th-Creative Writing Room 532
7th-Gym
8th-Greek Mythology Room 302
Locker- 111 Code: 8963
I shoved it in my pockets, and went to find my locker.
Lalalala
When I found it, there was a very hot guy standing at the locker next to it. He was wearing a black t-shirt and jean cut offs. I smiled as I looked at his biceps, definitely worked out. Either that or he takes steroids, which can kill your penis. I made it to my locker, as I spun the code he glanced over. I pulled the lever to open it, but it got stuck. My smile quickly disappeared, as I tried to open it again. I kept trying until I got frustrated.
"Stupid, fucking, locker won't open!" I swore under my breath. I turned to the guy.
"Hey, how do you open this damn thing?" I asked.
He looked at me and froze. His brown eyes widened, and his breathing stopped. What the fuck?
"Dude, are you okay?"
"Yeah, sorry" he said.
"Do you know how to open this damn thing?"
"Yeah, you have to pull the lever up, then forward."
"Thanks," I turned and tried what he said. Yes, it works! Fuck yes!
"I'm Brady," he said.
"Paige," I replied and shut my locker.
"Do you need help? I could show you to your classes?"
"Nope, I got it."
"Are you sure? You're new and you have no clue where everything is." Okay, this kid is going to bug me!
"I don't need help, okay? I can find my way around."
"Do you want to know which teachers are hard asses?" Seriously, if he doesn't leave me alone, I'll give him a terrible nickname.
"Nope, I can handle it."
"Maybe we have the same class, where's your homeroom?" That's it terrible nickname time!
"Okay, listen here Steroids, I can handle myself. I don't need to be shown around; I don't need to know which teachers are hard asses! I may be a girl, but I grew up a dude. The only thing I have different is that I have blood spurting out of me once a month."
Brady looked at me, "Did you just call me steroids?"
"Yeah," I walked away. I saw two guys leaning against the wall, smoking something. I smirked; it's my first day, time to make a great impression.
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So, what do you guys think! I have the next chapter all typed up and ready to publish, but I need some feedback. Next chapter's Brady's POV!