Jared Pelletier came into class today and sat next to me as usual not paying attention to me is suppose I should be used to that my now but I'm not, I've liked him since grade school or longer.

Anyway I'm going to tell you how it all began and I guess this is it.

I suppose by his standards I was completely average with my small Hazel eyes, short dark hair I am probably 5ft4 and compared to the other kids on the reservation my skin was lighter due to the fact my mother Aine who is Irish and white. She was studying Native American History in University when she met my father Peter who was full Quileute. He on the other hand shocked all his family members has he was the first to marry someone out of the tribe who wasn't Native American. Gotta love tradition is suppose in his case he didn't.

I'm the middle child of four, my Older brother Shannon and my two youngest siblings Ciaran and Sarah. I suppose all Irish names except me and Sarah Kim for Kimberley don't ask why I think my father named me, my mom wanted to called me Bronagh or something like that I wouldn't have minded Kim okay I guess.

I watch had he leans over his the desk not listening to the Mrs Armstrong he just staring into the distance like he's got something on his mind. He's extremely nice looking he no longer looks boyish I can see that and his arms look stronger and more muscular like the rest of him that's when the bell rings and he disappears before I can say anything.

Lisa: Hey, Kim…you going to the bonfire tonight

Kim: Maybe no tonight kind tired from work and all

Lisa: Okay just wondering you know Jared's going to be there

Kim: Why should I care

Lisa: Oh please you have had crush on him since Grade school maybe if you talk to him he'll notice you

Kim: No it's okay I'm just going to chill tonight have a good time anyway

I jumped into my car which was rusty old roadrunner which I loved my dad bought me last year for my birthday it keeps breaking down but that's to be expected for a 1979 car. I arrive home to see my dad coming into the driveways carrying grocery's.

Peter: Hey, kimmy mind giving me a hand

Kim: Sure ( I climb out of my car to my fathers jeep)

I lift some of the bags up and walk into the Kitchen to find my mom sitting with Sarah on her knee dirty as usual her face is covered in paint, she looks just like my mom curly auburn hair and small green eyes not to mention lighter skin than mine and my brothers. My mother on the other hand is beautiful in all aspects she has long curly auburn hair and pale skin and lovely hazel eyes the only thing I had inherited from her that I loved.

Aine: Hey sweetheart. Nice time at school ( my mothers accent strong Belfast)

Kim: Okay.. I suppose

Aine: What you want for dinner?( she asks still holding onto my sister)

Kim: Not fussed (I shrug)

Aine: Okay…how about you Peter( she looks at my father behind me unloading the groceries)

Peter: Anything you cook make me happy ( he leans down and kissed her cheek)

Kim: Kids present…( I'm grossed out)

Peter: So…( with laugh)

Kim: (I shake my head) Okay Baldy

Peter: Kimmy bear

Kim: You sued call me that when I 6 I'm 17 turning 18 soon

Peter: You'll always be my kimmy

Aine: Stop be warned of teenage daughter..

They both laugh causing me to do also Ciaran comes running in carrying his turtle Flash.

Ciaran: Mom I think he's sick

Aine: Have you fed him chocolate again…( looking down at my 5 year old brother)

Ciaran: Nope…. I don't think so ( he looks at his turtle again)

Peter: let me see him…( my dad outstretched his hands)

Ciaran: Is he going to die ( he talks slowly)

Aine: Honey daddy's just going to see if he okay ( he patts his small head)

Ciaran: Okay but be careful

Peter: I will Kiwi…don't you worry dad's gonna get him right and better for you

Ciaran looks like my father with black hair and brown eyes all native Americans traits like Shannon my older brother whose at least 6ft3 muscular and very dark with my mother lighter eyes, not to mention long hair. Both boys look like my dad while me and my sister look like my mother Sarah more so than me.

2 hours later I lie in my bed watching Smallville got to love superman or Clark Kent he was hot but not like Jared who was tall dark and handsome then again so was superman.

My phone rings Metro station 'shake, shake a shake it'.

Lisa: hey…what you doing?

Kim: Just watching TV getting tried now ( I yawn)

Lisa: Really, well me and Hannah are hanging out Jake and all. All good here Jared was here like 20 minutes ago he looked angry

Kim: Really wander why?

Lisa: So do I, he was talking to Sam and all he looked stressed

Kim: Probably nothing …why should I know?

Lisa: just thought since you liked him an all

Kim: I don't and anyway he far too good-looking to notice me

Lisa: Your very pretty he'd be lucky to have you

Kim: ( I yawn) We'll I'm tired now all talk to you in school

Lisa: Alright gotta go .. Bye

Me and Lisa had been friends since kindergarten while she got prettier I stayed the same she was perfect with perfect features Long dark hair, dark native American skin and perfect brown eyes. Not to mention all the guys where really interested in her. She was outgoing while I was quiet, kind and my best friend. She was the only one who understood me.