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So, I've recently become obsessed with Jared/Kim stories. Their so cute together and I couldn't help but want to write my own. So here we go, I hope you like it.

Chapter One

Kim's POV

Why is it that once in everyone's life they have a crush that they know will never lead to anything more than that. A crush. The boy or girl is so unattainable that it pains you to even look there way because you know that you'll never get it yet you still spend every moment imagining it. It's just a fact of life that there will always be someone who you want more than anything but can never have. That happened to me. Only it's lasted a lot longer than you could ever imagine.

Most people get it after a while that their only dreaming and quickly move on someone in their range but not me. I apparently wasn't that smart because I couldn't seem to get over my obsession with my crush. Yes, I said 'obsession' and I'm not afraid to admit it. To myself at least. However, Jared Warner, the object of my infatuation was none the wiser. In fact, I don't even think he knew of my existence – despite the fact I sat next to him in English Lit. It seemed that the two of us were worlds apart when it came to things like popularity and 'coolness' and I was just inevitably not good enough for him.

Unfortunately, that did nothing to dispel my feelings towards said boy. In fact it only made me like him more and that was something that just didn't make sense. So I was left with my imagination and an hour to admire him. He would talk to his friends and I couldn't help the overwhelming feelings that came upon me as I saw how much fun he had with them. And when he'd sit in English and simply stare mindlessly into space – giving me all the time in the world to just stare.

"Miss Connweller?" A voice called out. I shook my head and looked towards the front at the teacher who apparently wasn't at all pleased by my lack of attention. Sure I was a straight 'A' student but it was obvious that the grades didn't come so easy in this class, not with a distraction like Jared. "However interesting Mr. Warner may be, Kim, I would prefer if you'd at least pretend to pay attention in my class." My face flushed red as she called me out on my staring. I heard the snickers of my fellow students but I kept my face forward – unable to see Jared's reaction. No doubt he'd think I was some crazy stalker.

For the rest of that hour I never looked Jared's way again. Way too mortified for any more embarrassment. For the first time in like forever I couldn't wait for the bell to ring. I wanted nothing more to escape to the cafeteria and wallow and complain to my friends.

Like I had said, I wasn't in anyway popular. I had a few close friends and that was it. Nothing compared to Jared's large group who was always crowding around him although, despite all of these people, Jared only had one close friend. Paul Meraz, the two had been best friends since pre-school and it had been that way forever. We were all in the beginning of out junior year now. I, on the other hand, only had Laura, Jennifer and Ethan. I'd know Laura all my life and Jennifer and Ethan were twins but they got on pretty well – at times.

Ethan, although five minutes younger than Jennifer, was very much a big brother to all of us. He'd look out for us and acted real protective but it wasn't like I didn't have one of my own for that but thankfully Michael was away at college so I didn't have to worry about him intimidating my boyfriends. Ha! Fat chance of that happening, I'd actually have to one first.

Before I knew the shrilling sound of the bell reverberated through the classroom finally releasing me from this hell. I shot out of my seat and walked hastily out of the room, still stuffing things in my bag on the way. Jennifer, who was in this class with me, was waiting outside with a smug smirk on her face. I glared at her as I walked passed, not waiting for her to catch up but she easily did being athletic and all can really help a girl.

We walked in complete silence towards the cafeteria but I could feel Jennifer's gaze on the side of my head but I refused to look over. Once we'd gotten our food we headed over to our usual table where Laura and Ethan were already seated. They seemed to be having a deep discussion about something which immediately came to an end as we took out seats. They both smiled at Jennifer and I before shoving fries into their mouths.

"Hey guys," Jennifer started looking over at me slyly, "you'll never guess what happened in English."

I groaned as I pushed my tray away and let my head rest against the table. I was definitely not in the mood to relive possibly the most embarrassing moment of my life. Any chances I may have had with Jared – which were pretty much none existent – were very quickly diminished the moment he realised I was some kind of excessive stalker who liked to watch him while he worked. That was, of course, if he hadn't noticed already. Laura looked over interestedly, ready for some gossip, while Ethan just grunted is acknowledgement, more focused on his food than anything else.

"Well, our Kimmy here got caught by Miss Atkins staring relentlessly at her dear Jared." As Jennifer relayed the events I couldn't help but bang my head repeatedly against the table, hoping that maybe I could somehow disappear. "Kim? When is this infatuation going to end?"

"I am not obsessed with Jared, Jen. Never have been and never will be," I lied. Like I had said, I may be able to admit it to myself but I would never say it out loud to anyone else. Not even my closest friends, in fact, especially not my friends. I don't know what they'd do if they held that kind of information. No doubt, torture me for hours on end – not that they didn't do it anyway. I just knew I could never say anything of the sort to them.

"See, this is why I can't say anything," Ethan muttered glumly to Laura who glanced my way sadly. I stared at the two in confusion before shrugging it off. If they wanted me to know they'd tell me in my own time. Even if they did make it obvious it was about me.

Lunch passed pretty uneventfully after that as did the rest of the day. It seemed that everything passed in a blur when Jared wasn't there to capture my attention and before I knew it I was heading out into the parking lot towards my old, black truck. It used to be my fathers, who passed it down to Michael when he was in high school and now, it's mine but honestly, the thing ran great. Laura was leaning against the passenger door waiting for me to unlock it as I got closer.

"Hey Kim!" she cheered as she climbed in.

"You're rather happy," I stated.

Laura looked at me and laughed. "Sure am, I found out some amazing news today which will blow your socks off." I looked at her expectantly to continue. She smiled greatly before saying, "A little birdy informed me of their 'fondness' of you, if you know what I'm saying."

I looked at her incredulously. Yeah, I understood exactly what she was saying but I couldn't understand why. Who would like me? Plain old Kim? My black curls didn't really stand out from the majority of La Push and neither did my tanned skin. I was nothing special; I just blended into the crowd. Laura however, was only half Quileute and had luscious blonde hair and deep brown eyes. Her skin was slightly paler than mine and she was beautiful. It was actually unfair how she faired in her looks.

"Yeah, right, whatever," I said as I pulled up outside Laura's house. Her parents had recently taken all privileges away from her for example, her phone and car which meant she'd been relying on me to get to and from school. It didn't help that she was also grounded so we couldn't spend any time together out of school. She never told me to an extent what had gotten her grounded besides that she'd gotten invited to a party in Forks but her parents wouldn't allow her to attend so she sneaked out.

The next day was like any other. A complete blur until it came to English Lit. Only, this time, I was sorely disappointed. As I sat patiently in my chair right next to Jared's I couldn't help but feel anxious as his remained empty. Even right up to the bell, when I knew he wouldn't be joining us now, I couldn't help the desperate glances I kept sending towards the closed door. Just willing for it to open and reveal my god, only it never did. I sat the whole class zoned out because I couldn't help but worry what had happened to him.

Was he sick? Did he need someone to tend to him? Even if he did, I knew that someone definitely wouldn't be me. And then I had a sudden wave of nostalgia as I thought of how I would never be able to act that way towards Jared. I would never be able to call him more than a fellow student and if I'm honest, it hurt. Because I wanted everything with Jared but those kind of thoughts were just dreams. I shook my head as I walked solemnly towards the cafeteria. Jennifer had picked up on my mood earlier and knew not to bother me in my Jared wallowing.

Laura and Ethan were waiting at the table as we sat down again both with bright smiles on their faces. "So, how are you coping with out your daily dose of Jared, Kim?" Laura asked, a smirk etched on her face. I could see the mischievous twinkle in her eye and I had to refrain from cringing. She was in one of those moods.

"I'm fine," I lied, "I can survive without him; after all, I am in no way obsessed with the boy so why don't we just drop it, yeah?" But even I could hear the despair in my voice. I wanted nothing more than to make sure that Jared was okay. "What is everyone doing on the weekend?" I asked, quickly changing the subject. Unfortunately, Jennifer called me out.

"Don't try to distract us, Kimmy, it's only Tuesday so we don't know what we're doing yet. You, however, need to admit that you're completely and utterly in love with a guy who as spoken to you no more than six words to you – and that was to borrow a pencil," Jennifer stated. I glared at her as I picked at my pasta mindlessly. Jared not being here was making my stomach turn in loops and I wasn't sure if I could keep any food down.

"I. Am. Not," I ground out.

"Yeah, Kim. Admitting is the first step to recovering," Laura chuckled.

I noticed then that Ethan had been rather quiet during out exchange. I looked over at his glum expression. "Hey, Ethan, what's up?" I asked. The others noticed his lack of enthusiasm too and stared sympathetically at him.

"Nothing, nothing's up," Ethan said. We all raised an eyebrow at him, showing we knew that what he had said was clearly a lie. "I just don't see why you guys always have to talk about Jared. It's Jared this, Jared that but you even said yourself that the guy has spoke nothing more than a sentence to Kim so why are we all so bothered by him? Can't we just get over it?"

And this was how the week passed. Me in a daze as Jared never turned up to class. In fact, nobody had heard of him. On Thursday Paul never came to school either. We never spoke of Jared at lunch or any other time for that matter, for Ethan's sake. And for that, I was glad because I'm sure they would pick up on my devastation towards Jared's absence. Friday came and there was still no Jared or Paul and the following week the boys were nowhere to be seen.

By this time I was understandably anxious. I hadn't seen Jared out of school either so I had no idea if he was okay or not. My mind kept conjuring up tragic ideas after tragic ideas of what could have happened to him. These thoughts didn't stop until the next Monday. When I was sitting in English Lit, expecting to be alone again when the door swung open revealing my god, only he wasn't quite as I'd anticipated.

Jared had changed. By changed I mean grew. Like I've just taken a whole load of steroids, kind of grew. Okay, so maybe that was exaggerating a little but seriously, the boy had some muscles.

If I thought his body was perfect before, it was nothing compared to him now. His strong build and rough face only added to his face but I couldn't help but notice the prominent frown placed there. His usually carefree expression was set harder than a stone. He looked like if anyone even just sneezed his way then he'd explode in anger and I wanted nothing more than to console him. To run my fingers over the crease between his eyebrows and sooth it out. To tell him that whatever had happened would be fine now. But I couldn't.

Jared flung his body in his chair, trying hard to pay any attention to the surrounding whispers and stares as he waited patiently for class to start. I couldn't help but stare in awe at his newly found perfection. I think he has just made it that much harder for me to have any hope of getting over my obsession.

What did you think?

I hope I didn't make Kim too obsessive. If I did I can tone it down a bit if you guy's don't liek it.

Tell me what you think and if I shoud continue. Review :)

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