Disclaimed: I don't own Twilight. :(
"Kimble, I'll walk you to class," My best friend Nathan states a large bubbly grin displayed on his face as he reaches to take my books from my full arms.
We walk closely together through the narrow hallways of the small reservation school. I laugh loudly as he twists his face and talks about his day so far, and I begin to drown out the other three hundred kids also in the hallway. Suddenly though there is someone cutting between us and we are shoved apart.
"Sorry, sorry my boy's back!" Embry Call laughs loudly, his large, muscular form pushing through anyone that is in the way obviously not sorry.
Jared Cameron joins him pushing people out of his way for the first time since school started, and knock me to the ground not looking back or managing a half-hearted apology as if I am nonexistent.
"Ugh, Jerks," Nathan growls helping me to my feet while I fight back the negative thoughts that I am so plain, boring even that my crush of three years doesn't even know I exist.
"Whatever, here's my Biology class," I pretend to shrug it off as he hands me my books and I duck into the classroom muttering a quick, "Thanks."
I don't look back to see his response as I enter the strange smelling classroom heading to the back to my lab table grateful I sit alone in the back. I manage a small smile as I read the board signaling movie day.
Thoughts about Jared disappear and I begin to doodle anything that comes to mind a tree turns into the forest behind my home and a beast-like figure appears, but I'm startled by a real life figure seating itself next to me.
"Kim, you don't mind Jared sitting next to you, do you?" Mr. Fuller smiles at me and I shake my head embarrassed I didn't notice him standing in front of me, "Tell me if there's any problems," He looks at Jared's turned back in distain before sighing, pushing the play button on his hand-held remote.
I take in Jared's aroma of a sweet smelling syrup and an undeniable axe cologne, which spreads as he flexes in his seat. The movie is on sea life and it causes the hour to pass by slowly, which gives me time to work on my doodle that has become more like a rough draft to something that I know I will work on later at home. I scan the happy looking wolf on my paper for possible corrections.
The seat next to me shifting pulls me out of my revisions and I hide my stare behind my long, thick hair the brown haired male next to me has changed quite a bit since last year. I determine, though that he looks better than he had before.
His hair is now cropped short in a spiky, messy cut that looks almost like he had let a child cut it for him, but somehow he was able to pull it off nicely. His face no longer holds the boyish features his chubby cheeks have submitted completely to his defined jaw making him look like a man.
He rolls his shoulders and turns his head to crack his neck, I narrowly avoid the brown eyes I'm desperate to glimpse into to decide whether those too have changed. I burrow into my crossed arms feeling his gaze on my head a blush beginning to appear on my face.
The bell cuts away any embarrassment though and I sigh in relief. Packing my things up quickly and speedily walking through the door right into Nathan.
"Oomph," he grunts before grinning down at me, "Excited to see me?" His eyes are bright and cheerful and I shove my books into his arms once again embarrassed.
"My fourth hour's in A-hall," I state as if he doesn't already know, " Are you walking me or what?" He looks shocked for a moment as I begin to walk backwards away before following griping my arm and steering me so I am walking correctly.
"So Sassy, how's your day so far," His eyes are glistening in his glee that I am being unusually nice to him today, instead of my usual withdrawn self.
He hugs me closer. "My day's been pretty shitty, not gunna lie. I mean me and my best buddy in the whole wide world only have two classes together," I notice his slight falter as he says the word buddy and I tuck myself further into him. He doesn't seem to notice that I've effectively dodged his question.
I find myself looking at him. I take in his nearly perfect pearly white teeth in a firm smile that displays his dimples. His hair falls to his shoulders, but is currently tied up in a hair band. I'm glad he is my best friend as I glance into his warm light brown eyes.
I spot my fourth hour slight disappointed that it's already time for the uneventful Math class. I hug him tightly before taking my books back once again.
Instead of facing a friendless lunch I opt instead for hanging out in the art room and beginning the wolf's outline through my bag of . My wolf is transferred from the notebook paper to drawing paper a new figure also appearing next to it in what is now clearly my backyard.
"This is going to be good," Mr. Zuni's worn voice startles me from the art state of mind I was trapped in. I nod and rush to my fifth hour when the bell rings not waiting for Nathan knowing he'll see me soon enough anyway.
I'm greeted into gym class by twenty unfamiliar faces all too busy to notice me walk in. Two strong arms wrap around my middle as I access my peers causing me to yelp loudly faces turning to glance at us.
"Hey baby, what's your sign?" Nathan voice comes close to my ear and his kiss lands carefully on my cheek. I pull away wiping it off to signal my disapproval of being man handled. Embry stalks over to us seeming to have noticed the exchange.
"Looks like your girlfriend don't want your loving Snow," he smirks at Nathan's blank face before making his way back to his group before I can deny his claim at our relationship status.
I glance at a laughing Jared and Quil before turning back to a red-faced Nathan.
'I really hate those guys," He glares at them from behind me just getting louder laughs from them. My arms stretch around him in a hug that is quickly reciprocated demolishing his obvious anger I throw in a quick kiss on the cheek earning a few cat calls from the peanut gallery. His face once again flames up.
"Just friends Broskii," I remind quickly also blushing hotly. Figures, the one time Jared notices me it's to tease me about an imaginary relationship his friend came up with to tease me.
"Tennis time," the exuberant teacher exclaims loudly into his microphone pointing to the chart of assigned teams I steal a look at.
"Fuck," I swear seeing my name scribbled next to Jared, Quil, and Embry's. I'm practically in tears praying that it's a messed up dream and I fell asleep during lunch.
Looking around I see Nathan's bright face already directed towards his own teammates. I sulk to my own team the boys too focused on attempting to slam the balls into each other's faces to notice my grim look.
Embry is caught in the face as the all laugh loudly and turn to walk outside. My arms develop goose bumps immediately when The cold air hits me.
"You're on my-" Jared stops as his eyes meet my own. A look of peace sets across his facial features and the boyish grin once again appears.
I can hear the other boys chuckle loudly, but I can't seem to tear my eyes from the soft pools of milk chocolate. "You're with me Tennis girl," His voice is now soft and implications race through my head at his tone.
He hands me a tennis racket skin touching my own instantly warming my entire body. Throughout the entire game he encourages me to play to my best ability and he smiled at me even when I completely missed the ball.
The bell seems to ring more quickly than it ever has before, and as soon as it does Nathan beelines for me. His hair looks windswept my hands reaching up to fix it as we enter the building.
"Hiya," He beams at me as I finish fixing his hair. Jared growls slightly and an arm is slung around my next in an instant.
"Hey Nathan, can I talk to her for a bit?" But it was more of a statement than a question because he was already nudging me toward the hallway away from him protectively making sure I did not touch anyone else. "Would you like to hangout sometime? Now?" he asks eagerly and though he seems sincere I wonder what the joke is.
"No thank you," I say sternly remembering him shoving me to the ground earlier and not certain this isn't all just another joke. His face completely falls and I feel guilt pile up in my stomach. "I have a sixth and seventh hour to go to, but after school you're welcomed to walk me home," His eyes once again light up and he nods eagerly reminding me of a puppy.
The urge to draw his faces overwhelms me until I shake it off I begin to walk towards B hall and my sixth hour and he trails behind until I slow down and start to talk to him.
"What's your sixth hour?" I question snapping him out of his daze I 'm mildly curious what hour could be so bad the hottest guy in school would be so desperate to skip with the most nerdy girl.
He peeks at his schedule withdrawing it from his pocket. "Oh, Language Arts with Mr. Hope," he shrugs and I'm surprised at our once again clashing schedules.
"Me too," I muse softly and his wide grin brightens considerably on his tanned face. "He lets us sit wherever we want."
"Really? Maybe we can sit together," His charms is almost overwhelming at times. "Here let me take your books." He reaches for them and I reluctantly hand over my sketch pad and notebook.
He doesn't flinch to also take on my packed backpack. " Can wait to walk you home," he flashes me an almost private looking smile. He pulls me closer so we can properly enter the classroom and I realize his arm is still around my shoulders.
"Mister Cameron! How lovely it is to see you. Come up here please, " Mr. Hope smile at him and Jared drops our bags on a table close to the back next to each other. The man in his early thirties gestures Jared up to the front.
I sit down silently proud that Jared seemingly wanted to sit next to me. When he returns he plops his bag down onto the ground accidentally landing on my foot. I yelp loudly and Jared looks at me his face twisted into an expression of pure horror.
"I'm sorry," He sounds like he is in physical pain at hurting me and I offer him a smile, but he's staring at his shaking knuckles without meeting my eyes. Mr. Hope begins to hand out packets his hand brushing my own as I reach out to take it and Jared grows tense again.
"So, any guys in your life?" He asks through teeth not taking his eyes from Mr. Hope's back. I sputter at this question my eyes wide, trained on him now.
"No, um not really. At all," this answer seems to please him as he begins flipping through the packet.
"This packet is just questions about us," He pauses looking put off. "Hey there's a partner section. Want to start there?"
I grin flipping to it, " Would you rather be apart of Romeo and Juliet or The Tragedy of Julius Caesar?" He looks over the question and seems to pause.
"We have different questions, but The Tragedy of Julius Caesar," he nods his decision firm, "The way they bond together to destroy the possible threat for the people is admirable." I think of my wolf in my backpack and his own pack before shaking my head.
"What's your favorite holiday?" He asks looking at his own packet.
"My birthday!" He looks at me funny as if reminding me my birthday isn't a holiday, "I was born on New Years Eve." I giggle slightly embarrassed I expected him to know that. He burst out laughing and through his gasps for words I hear the word cute.
We finish the twenty partner questions we had between us before the bell comes loudly to life. Though, I look at the other twenty I'll have to finish later at home.
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It's has an awful ending to this chapter... But I did my best :) Reviews?