Kim and Jared story:

Chapter 1:

2 weeks. 3 days and 47 minutes. That's how long Jared has been missing from school.

Not that I was counting- I'm just extremely bored being sat in English right now, I couldn't help but over hear Heather Montgomery moaning about the lack of 'man candy' there was now that both Paul and Jared had been missing for 2 weeks and 3 days as she put it. I just added the time myself.

I let out an extremely loud yawn to represent my interest in what Mr Prewert was talking about, it might have been slightly too loud as half the class all turned to look at me. I grinned sheepishly at them all. A loud snort came from the right hand side of the classroom, I moved my gaze in that direction where I saw my best pal Pat laughing at what only looked like at me. Letting out a small grin I turned to scan the rest of the room, ignoring her.

Heather and her stupid cronies near the back we're all having a little gossip by the looks of it, and I could only guess what they were talking about, judging by the way they were looking at me and then giggling, I'm going to guess it's about me. Now normally I probably would have asked them what their problem was, only today I really couldn't be asked, so I simply gave them a small smile and the finger before scanning the rest of the room.

Sat near Pat were Ben and a few of the school's jocks, whom it seemed we're trying to get Pat's attention by throwing bits of paper at her, she was having none of it though as she continued to ignore them like the stubborn, hard to get girl she is.

Letting out another rather large yawn, Mr Prewert finally turned to look at me, facing away from the board for the first time since the hour started. I shifted uncomfortably as he began to let out that 'look' that I knew wasn't going to be anything good.

'Miss Conweller, if you don't find this interesting how about you come up here and teach the class on what Heathcliff's nature represents?' Shit, judging by his expression he wasn't joking.

Well done Kim, now you look like a prat.

'Um, no thanks- sorry sir, I couldn't sleep last night- it has nothing to do with this great lesson' He gave me another look to show how little he believed what I was saying.

'Oh really and why was that Miss Conweller?' He asked me, challengingly.

Shit. 'My um, my cat was having kittens you see sir so…um- I had to stay up- um with- her?' My excuse ended up coming out as a question just to top off that great lie. The whole class erupted in a fit of giggles and laughter.

Brilliant Kim, you succeeded in not only becoming a prat, but a prat who is also deranged.

Mr Prewert looked like he was going to combust, as if this day could get anymore cliché, but thank the lord and Jesus the bell rang. Which was so beautifully timed I almost cried.

I literally sprinted out my seat and out the door before he could even make me stay behind where I'd end up getting a detention for my obvious lie. I practically ran down the corridor to my locker. Upon reaching it I let out a large sigh and leant against it closing my eyes, feeling my lack of fitness hit me hard.

Kim man you really need to do more sport.

Lost in my own thoughts I felt a warm arm on my shoulder, I opened my eyes and saw Joe's face right in front of mine. I couldn't help it, I let out a loud shriek and dropped the books I was holding everywhere.

'Jeez Kimmy, I didn't realise I terrified you so much, all I wanted was a kiss' Joe cracked up as he bent down to help me pick my stuff up.

'You completely snuck on me, so what do you expect really?' I argued. He looked like he was going to argue back properly but then he paused and let out a small smile.

'A little more happiness when you see your dearly beloved, if anything I expect a serenade every time you see me, just to show me how much you love me' Joe joked, with a look or such severity in his tone I couldn't help but let out a belly laugh as we stood up. He smirked at me in result, I then turned my expression to a serious one before leaning inward,

'I am truly sorry about thinking you were mass murder at that moment in time' I whispered, as I leant in to kiss his oh so familiar and soft lips, but just before I could I heard a loud shout of 'KIM!' Joe and I both groaned simultaneously before turning round to face Pat and Ben walking towards us- well I say both- Pat was walking several meters in front of Ben as he blatantly tried to catch up with the woman.

'Sorry to interrupt you two baby makers but you left your notebook on the table as you left the class in such a hurry - good call though, after you practically ran out of there Mr Prewert then threatened anyone who doesn't do the homework for tomorrow to a three hour detention that would involve gum picking off all the desks in the English block' Pat stated as she let out a small shiver at the thought. Ben finally caught up to us and then did that stupid fist bump thing boys do to each other with Joe, then hugged him, acting like he hadn't seen his best mate in years instead of an hour. Stupid boys.

Ben turned to me and started laughing 'Nice excuse there Kim, I almost believed you, right until the word 'cat' was uttered' He said still laughing. I glared at him

'You know I'm no good at lying' I defended, I felt Joe crack up beside me at that

'You got that right' He murmured. I glared softly at him and he winked at me.

'Yeah but Kim, why did you even feel the need to lie? You simply had to say 'no-sorry sir' and be done with it, but instead you came up with a lie that even a six year old wouldn't believe' Pat decided to chip in. I snorted at that. Joe wrapped his arm round my shoulder and looked at me confusingly.

'I just yawned loudly in English, and Mr Prewert caught me out and my excuse was that Tiggy was having kittens and that's why I was up all night' I said in a quick rush, trying to forget what I'd said. Joe didn't help by laughing alongside Ben. Glaring at him, I turned to face Pat to ask her about the homework so I could change the subject, when I heard a small voice

'Pat! Kim- I' Then that voice was cut off by a choke, we both turned to face that familiar voice of Chloe, the third one to our trio, her face was slightly puffy and she looked like she'd been crying- a lot. Glancing at Pat both out expressions matching, we walked towards Chloe, and without even her having to say anything we just hugged her. I turned to face the boys who were watching us with confusion.

'Save us seats-ok boys?' They both nodded looking slightly relieved before turning and running towards the cafeteria, I swear I heard a 'whoop' and 'taco's!' bellow further down the corridor. Inconsiderable Idiots.

'Come on Chlo-let's go get you cleaned up' Said Pat, as we dragged her to the bathroom.

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'Then she said I deserved it, and if things didn't improve they'd pull me from the cheer squad' Cried Chloe as she began to cry again, her makeup running. I sighed and went to grab her some more loo role.

Poor Chloe, she was the smart one out of us, always getting the best results out of our year, her parents had high expectations for her, expecting her to go to one of the best colleges in the country. Always expecting the best grades, and when she doesn't do perfectly, or drops a single grade or sometimes just a mark or two, her parents loose their shit. Using the best threat- to pull her from the cheer squad, the one thing she actually loves, which is surprisingly- considering her slightly geeky nature. But being naturally petit, small with long blond hair and blue eyes, she's the ideal cheerleader, except her shy, level headed and sweet personality.

The complete opposite of Pat, whose tall height of 5'8 towers over my decent 5'5 and Chloe's small 5'2. Pat is the least sporty person you will ever meet, even the idea of walking stresses the girl out. Not that she needs it, with a slim elegant figure and her dark Filipino skin, big eyes and long, thick dark hair she is the definition of a beauty.

Unlike me with my slap bam in the middle of the two, Kim- with my long, curly dark brown hair, average size figure, with no bum but slightly too big boobs, dark brown eyes and short stocky legs. I am what you call 'fantastically out of proportion. Not that my friends agree with me but still.

'Chloe- how many times do we need to tell you this is a load of crap and your parents can get off their high horses' Pat continued ranting impatiently. We'd been in the loo's for about 15 minutes now, calming Chloe down after yet another argument with her parents from the night before and, lets say Pat's ever so calming nature wasn't lasting long.

I honestly don't think you'll ever meet 3 least likely friends, the smart cheerleader, the clumsy sporty gal and the strong spirited party girl- best friends. But we've been friends since nursery and couldn't be closer, they're the sisters I don't have, we would do anything for each other and know each other better than ourselves.

'Pat's right chlo, you've got to ignore them' I stated, Chloe looked at me and then nodded slowly, smiling I turned to Pat and whined 'now can we pleaseeeeee go to lunch before I faint from hunger and Heather starts attempting to sit on Joe's lap again now I'm not there' I stated with gritted teeth.

Don't get me wrong I totally trust Joe, but Heather- the queen bitch of the school has liked him and ever since he dumped her arse back in year 9, she hasn't gotten over it and is determined to get back under Joe if he'd let her have her wicked way. She's not a threat to me but she is a bloody pest. Always the person known to push my buttons, I don't think she even cares about Joe- she just does it to royally piss me off. Which it does. Her and a few of her cronies are considered the 'bitches' of the school, poor Chloe has to put up with them being the Cheerleading 'top dogs'- not that all the girls on the squad are like that all.

'Sorry Kim, you're both right, ok let me fix my makeup then we can go' Chloe said after one last large blow of her nose that cracked me up.

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With my heart still racing I walked towards the car slowly, trying to get my breath back after that particularly gruelling Volleyball practice. Not that La Push needed a volleyball team- volleyball is a summer sport and let's just say here it's never Summer. Just rain. For four seasons. But I still enjoyed playing it, even if I am the worst player on the team, despite the fact I got a wallop from the ball on my boobs today. It's what I enjoy doing the most.

The rest of the day had passed smoothly, turns out Heather was nowhere near Joe when I walked in the canteen, almost like she knew the slightest thing thing today I wouldn't tolerate, judging by the gossipers of the school she was off sucking faces with some jock by the stands. The slag

'KIM HURRY THE HELL UP WOMAN! SOME OF US WANT TO GET HOME!' Came a large shout followed by a series of car horn beeps, I groaned and looked in the direction of the car, where my two older brothers were both sat, in their sports gear looking ready to murder. Sighing I walked faster towards them.

Getting into the car I slammed the door, they then both proceeded to lecture me on being 'careful' with their 'baby'. I simply snorted at that comment.

'Hey Kimmy- if you don't like the rules then get another ride home- I'm sure Joey wouldn't mind' Came the witty words of Scott, he's the eldest out of the two- they're non identical twins and in their final year at school, a year above me. Both boys couldn't look any more different, yet their personalities were exactly the same. Scott was the odd one in the family with blonder hair and paler skin to me and George, me and George take the piss that he's the adopted one of the family as he doesn't fit in with our dark Quilete skin and features. He's the oddball. They're both idiots though, they are each other's best friends- although they have other friends, they're still closer to each other. They are the typical older brothers that are just always there, ready to annoy me in anyway they could. Don't get me wrong we all get on really well but they are way too overprotective and stubborn.

It took them about 3 months to finally accept Joe as my boyfriend and we've been going out for 5. He's the only one out of any relationship I've been in that the twins have actually accepted and stopped attempting to scare off. I don't know why though, maybe Joe said something to them once. Whatever it is, I'm not complaining.

I turned my attention to the discussion the twins were having to see if it was anything I was interested in 'So then Tabby was all like 'I'm free' -and of course I couldn't help myself' George stated with the trademark Conweller smirk, I made a disgusted face whilst Scott made the sounds that was like a buffoon mixed with a hyena.

My brothers disgust me and their man whorish behaviour. Although Scott's been a lot better recently as it seems he's finally settled down with a girl, who doesn't go to our school- he refuses to tell me who though. I don't think even George knows that much about her which is just plain weird.

I don't really care though to be fair. I'll find out sooner or later.

I then decided to shut the two idiots out before they started questioning me and my life like usual and put my headphones in, turning the volume up so their voices were barely heard apart from the occasional word.

We finally pulled into our drive and I whipped out my headphones and caught the end of their conversation.

'-Brad then proceeded to yell at Paul-but before he got a response, that Sam dude stepped in and pulled Paul away, apparently whispering in his ear, like he was a child or something- according to Brad it was well weird, then Jasper appeared out of nowhere and then they all just vanished' Scott finished.

As I was getting out the truck, I was only half listening to their conversation, but my ears picked up Jasper's name, I turned to Scott and hit his shoulder as he shut his door.

'What were you saying- about Jasper?' I asked quickly, Scott and George shared a quick look, before both asking in a weird twin moment

'Why?'

I glared at them in response, 'Because, he's in my year and sits next to me in English, and I was wondering why he hasn't been in school for two and a half weeks?' I said. George chuckled.

'Keeping track of him are we Kim' he stated with an annoying smirk. I gave him a sarcastic smile,

'No, I just-' I stopped, realising I didn't have an excuse, Scott laughed as he realised they'd caught me. The twats. I punched his shoulder 'I was just wondering what you guys were saying is all'

'Oh if you're sure that's all it is' Scott cracked up knowingly, him and George never fail to take the piss out of me and my old little- tiny crush I used to have on Jared. It began when I was 6 where me and him were playing with play dough at primary school and he let me choose what we were going to build. Little 6 year old me decided then that I was going to marry that boy.

Obviously I don't fancy Jared anymore, I haven't since I was 13 but still, I'd like to know what's going on with him, as probably would the student population of La Push school.

'So are you going to tell me what you know or am I going to have to go get pink spray paint?' I asked threatening my older brother with a small smirk and movement towards our house, Scott and George would rather cry in front of the whole school than have their baby car spray painted. Seeing as Mum is never home as she's working all the time, means I can easily get away with it and the boys know I would do it as well.

As soon as I made my way to the house both boys began talking at once.

'Hey- hey! Brad just told me that-'

'What it really was that Brad was in the supermarket and-' They both kept cutting each other off.

I held up my hands. They both shut up. 'can one of you tell the story please' Scott then stepped forward

'Brad- you know Brad? Well he was friends with Paul- from American Football, yeah and well you know how him and Hail have both been absent for no reason? Well everyone's getting pissed off as they haven't heard from them- so Brad happened to see Paul- only it wasn't Paul, but it was except Paul had grown about a foot, and bulked out- like he was on steroids, anyway so Brad of course being Brad goes over to him and asks him where he's been- maybe not in the most friendly way- then it just gets a bit louder and before Paul even actually gets a chance to speak he starts shaking or something- in walks that Sam dude who works for the elders and he speaks to Paul and then proceeds to drag Paul out the shop, where Jared also appears, apparently the same has happened to him as Paul- both look on steroids, but before Brad can say anything else they've all vanished, so..yeah' finished Scott lamely. I just stared at the boys,

'Well that's a bit weird' I muttered, George nodded and Scott folded his arms,

'yeah you can say that again- those two were the school golden boys besides us!' Boasted George, I rolled my eyes and made my way to my front door, not that my head wasn't buzzing with all this new information.

Not that I cared really.