AN: This idea came to me when I began noticing all the stories on Quil and Claire. I mean for a while I only knew of one, and then all of a sudden there were a whole lot. I had never seen one on Jared and Kim and I just wrote this chapter. I'll write more of this story, but I'm not sure how long their story will be. Not very long, as Jared and Kim, I assume, don't have very dramatic lives. So here is my attempt at a fanfiction on Jared and Kim. I have no idea when I'll be able to update again because I'd like to finish The Trick is to Keep Breathing first. But, let me know what you think and if enough people like it, I'll continue writing. Thank you and ENJOY!

P.S: I have a question, I have no real idea on how old Jared is. Is he the same age as Bella? Or, is he a year younger than Bella, which would make him a year older than Jacob? If anyone has an idea, tell me.

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters or world or much. This is Stephenie Meyer's. Not mine.

How a Resurrection Really Feels

Chapter 1: Imprinting on Kim

"When I fell to the floor tonight, I was so scared, I was so terrified. Then I saw you, and I promised myself that if I could just get up, I'd walk over to you... I'd tell you how much I need you and how much I want you... and how nothing else matters."
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Nathan Scott, One Tree Hill

I found out that I was a werewolf at the end of march break. I mean, I knew something was different with me, there was no explanation. I had grown insanely tall in such a short amount of time that was very unlike the rest of the kids in my grade. I had filled out into my size just as rapidly. I felt really hot one night. I felt my forehead and I was sure my temperature was high. When I went to my mom, and she felt my head, she immediately began to panic telling me I was 'way too hot, for it to be nothing'. She was ready to take me to the hospital, but I begged her not to take me. I said I just needed to walk it off. She disagreed with me heartily, but eventually I was able to convince her that I needed to take a walk in the fresh, March air. I was shaking uncontrollably, angry at myself for some reason that I couldn't place. That was when it happened. I was in a blind rage, throwing rocks, sticks, punching trees; when I felt as if I exploded. I felt bigger and I could feel that I was on all fours. The height was astounding, I was already a pretty tall guy, but now, I was something completely unlike a guy or human. I was different. I was breathing heavily and every time I exhaled a grunt escaped my mouth. I ran in panic and fear.

I ran as fast and as hard as I could. My balance was off as my mind adjusted to this new body. I was very unstable and crashed into a lot of trees until I heard a voice. A voice I knew only vaguely.

Jared. It said.

I stopped short, and looked around for any thing remotely suspicious. I couldn't see anything out of the ordinary for a wood at night.

Jared, calm down. I'm coming for you. Stay calm and still, do not attack. I mean no harm, said the voice.

I howled up to the night sky I could barely see throughout the tree branches. A howl. What exactly was I? A wolf was all I could think. Why was I a wolf?

I began to turn in circles when I smelled someone coming. Somehow, I knew this person. It was Sam Uley. And I knew exactly what was going through his head. There was pity for me, for what I was, now. But also, relief and joy. He was no longer alone.

What's going on? I demanded from this large black wolf. Sam Uley is a werewolf?

Werewolf.

That's what I was.

Sam explained it all to me, with just him thinking about it, suddenly I knew. It was unnerving, how much I now knew about Sam. God knows what he'd find out about me in the future. Not that I had much to hide.

Sam tried to instruct me on how to phase back into human form, but I couldn't manage. I tried to calm myself down, to get in the mindset of human form, but all concentration was lost on me tonight.

It's all right, it took me two weeks before I was able to phase back, he reminded me.

But, my mom. She has to be worried.

His large wolf form hesitated slightly, before he said. I'll take care of that don't worry. I already knew what he had in mind and I grunted in appreciation. I went over all I had learned this evening...

I couldn't get over the fact that we were enemies with vampires. As a child I always enjoyed hearing stories about vampires. They were probably my favourite supernatural being growing up. I even used to watch Buffy the Vampire Slayer with my mom and sister. My favourite character was Spike for God sake. Now...

The legends were true. All of them. Even that odd imprinting one. It happened to Sam, I could feel everything he felt when he saw Emily for the first time. The sun was rising already. It was too much; all the information that I was informed of in just one night. It felt like it had been days since I had last seen my mom, but no. It had only been a few hours. Sam had left to speak with my mother hours ago and I was left in the wood to muddle over my thinking's. Werewolf. I couldn't wrap my head around that concept.

It came down to the fact that I didn't want to be a werewolf.

Why couldn't I be a regular teenage boy, oblivious to all things occurring in this area that was apparently full of vampires and now two wolves?

Sam wandered over to me in graceful wolf form, I was quite awkward trying to maneuver myself among the close proximities that the forest provided us. I was very unlike Sam in more ways than one. We stared at one another for a while. I was still feeling unsettled about a few issues.

So, the Cullen's are really vampires? I had to have this confirmed again.

Yes.

Dr. Cullen.

Yes.

He's the fucking doctor for Gods sakes. How do we know he's not drinking his patients blood?

Sam growled, he didn't like my question. We were silent, just going over one another thoughts.

Hey, isn't Cheif Swan's daughter dating one of them? I chose a different question to be answered.

His eyes darkened and I took that as a 'yes'.

Does she know?

He sighed before responding. Billy has talked to her about it and he has informed me that he is fairly certain that she knows exactly what her leech of a boyfriend is. And that accident that happened in Arizona just a few days ago was not because she fell down a flight of stairs, or whatever story Charlie is trying to sell. She was attacked by a vampire.

I froze. Vampires were real. I really had trouble getting that through my thick scull.Do we attack them? The Cullen's? I mean, it's part of the treaty that they don't bite...

They supposedly didn't do it. I don't know what to do about that situation, really.

I shuddered slightly.

That was a week and a half ago. When I got back home a few nights later, my mom asked me a thousand questions on where I was and why Sam Uley came to her explaining that I would be spending the next few nights with him. I really didn't know what to say except that it was nothing and I asked for her to trust me. She hesitated before she agreed to. I sighed in relief and quickly went to my room and flopped on my bed, completely exhausted. I think I slept for only a few hours before Sam called me and asked to go out with him and he would train me to control my self better as a wolf. I told him as nicely as I could that I preferred to sleep for the next year or so, but he ordered me to in a voice I couldn't say no to. I begrudgingly got out of bed and headed out to meet him by the cliffs off the side of the rode where a lot of the local kids did cliff diving.

Right now, I was heading to my regular afternoon classes on a regular day of school on a regular Monday. I acted as if nothing happened and that I was only miserable because of the fact that it was the first day of the week. I had missed over a week already, telling my mom I was still feeling a bit ill. She believed me and Sam finally told me that I should head back to school, and continue life.

As I headed to class I noticed Jacob Black, Embry Call and Quil Ateara. If they only knew what was coming for them from what Sam and Old Quil told me when I met with the council on Friday. It couldn't be too long until they become a werewolf too. Right? I observed their appearance. I noticed Jacob had grown quite a bit recently. That was a sure sign. Embry too. But Quil seemed as if it could still be a while before a change came to him. I sighed.

I sat down in my science class a bit early. I threw my arms on the desk and buried my face under my arm, hoping I could nap during this class. Our teacher was the kind that droned on forever and didn't notice that students were talking, sleeping or leaving during his class. I normally skipped this class or if I was lacking in sleep, I would take a nap. I had a feeling I'd be attending every class from now on just to catch up on some sleep. Phasing took a lot out of you. My stomach growled. And I need about three times the amount of food as I normally would, I'd noticed. Luckily I was introduced to Emily yesterday and she made me a big Sunday breakfast. She told me that I was welcome to visit whenever I wanted something to eat. I was definitely going to take her up on that offer because her cooking was amazing!

I knew the class was just beginning to fill in with students. My partner Kim sat down beside me. I've had every single class as Kim since first grade, I'm sure. I don't think I've actually talked to her in five years either. She was reliable, and was probably one of the only students in this class who actually took notes when the teacher spoke. The fact that I'd missed a week of classes wasn't unusual with this teacher, so I didn't have to worry about anyone being suspicious.

The teacher entered and began talking right away. I found it difficult to sleep because I felt slightly uneasy. I couldn't quite explain but I was paying very close attention to everything that was happening around me without actually lifting my head to examine the events occurring in the classroom. I heard a few girls gossiping in the corner behind me, and I heard a few boys playing a game of Red Hands. There were very few people in class today, most likely because it was a Monday.

But for some odd reason I was very aware of every movement that Kim was doing.

I heard the scratching of her pencil as she kept up trying to keep notes with what the teacher was saying over the noise of our classmates. I heard her every sigh, every intake of breath. When she shuffled in her chair, I flinched slightly.

I wondered if sensitivity around humans was something that Sam forgot to mention. But I doubted that. I was concentrating very much on whatever movement this girl was making. And I was curious as hell, as to why that was. I pulled my head from the desk. My vision was blurry as I looked at the front of the classroom. Blotches of light went in front of my eyes. I rubbed them trying to get my perfect sight back. I blinked before turning my head slightly to catch a glimpse of Kim.

Every breath that I had been breathing so evenly before, suddenly was swallowed down and nonexistant. I found I was unable to think straight or breathe properly. I saw Kim. My whole body was hyperactive and very much aware of her presence in a way I had never experienced before...I felt myself drawn to her, and the mere thought of looking away tugged at my heart in the most painful way. She frowned slightly as she scratched out what she just wrote down, and continued writing on a different line. I hated that she was frowning.

My whole world was spinning, and every other sound that did not come from Kim was blocked out, and I was deaf of everything but her. Every other person in the room was blacked out and I was blind of everything but her. Every other sweaty teenage, bad body odor smell that I could normally smell had disappeared, and all I could smell was her shampoo, the most glorious of smells. I inhaled and reveled in her perfection. No one had ever looked as perfect, as flawless, as beautiful as Kim did right now. How come I never noticed this before?

As I watched her, my whole entire life as I knew it altered for the second time in less than two weeks. I knew what this was. I had seen it in Sam's memories of his first encounter with Emily...I had imprinted. I knew before I came to this realization; there was nothing else I ever wanted but this beautiful girl and I would do everything in my power to make sure she was infinitely happy for the rest of my life, if not longer. So suddenly, so inexplicably - she was my world.

I wanted her badly, I needed her badly, and I loved her madly. I had never felt so completely whole and blissful than this moment.

I could tell that Kim had been avoiding looking up at me. It would confirm her suspicions that I was indeed staring at her out of the corner of her eye. She paused her taking notes and peeked a look at me. She quickly looked away when she caught my eye - which immediately sent my heart into overactive beats - hiding behind her hair. I could swear I saw her beautiful russett coloured skin flush slightly at the cheeks.

I knew how incredibly insane I must have looked to her. Just staring at her in awe, with my mouth hanging open slightly as I watched her every move. But I couldn't find it in me to look away. I had tried several times, just to stop her from feeling uncomfortable. But I honestly, really, couldn't.

I wasn't even aware of the bell ringing. Kim stood up and was packing up her books into her backpack. My stomach nearly dropped from my torso at the thought of her leaving me. She couldn't leave me. At least, not yet. I stood up quickly, barely noticing that I had knocked over my chair in my haste. She jumped at the noise and looked up at me.

"Jared?" she said in a quiet voice. I closed my eyes briefly. I had never thought her saying my name would send tingles up and down my body. "Are you okay? Are you ill? Do you need to go the nurse or something?" she was staring at me slightly worried. But she was blushing, no doubt.

I couldn't find my voice, I just shook my head. She nodded and began to turn to leave the class as she slung her backpack across her shoulder.

"Kim!" I was aware that I had slightly shouted it. She looked around the classroom, obviously at some students who may or may not have been staring. I didn't care. She looked at me, curiously. She was looking at different parts of my body, obviously too embarrassed to look in my eyes for too long a time.

When I didn't say anthing after a while, she said, "yes?" I was probably making her late for class.

Class. "Can I walk you to class?" she looked away, hiding behind her hair slightly. Please, say I can. Please, please, please.

"Sure, I guess," she said.

I knew she was very shy by my question and I quickly made my way over to her. Her presence was intoxicating. I knew the thought of leaving her would be torture, and I couldn't even think about the pain that I'd have to endure. But obviously she wouldn't want me following her around like a little puppy dog for the rest of her life, and she'd need some time alone. I grabbed her backpack from her shoulder and opened the classroom door for her to exit. She seemed a bit stunned by my actions, but hurried out the door avoiding my creepy stare, I'm sure.

I followed her down the hall, I had no idea what class she had next. But I wanted to know. I wondered how I could find out her exact schedule without sounding like a stalker.

She stopped not too far from the science class outside English. Oh, now I knew the answer to that question. She stared at my shoulder for a really long time, and I wondered why she hadn't left yet. Not that I wanted her to, I was quite content with how things were. Just her and me.

She cleared her throat. "Jared, can I have my backpack please?"

Oh, that explained why she was staring at my shoulder where I had her backpack slung over my shoulder. I nodded and handed it to her. She took it warily. She looked in my eyes quickly before smiling. I gasped. Her smile was extraordinary. I wanted her to smile constantly, everyday, from now on. She gave me an odd look. I noticed that she hadn't stopped blushing since she caught me staring at her.

"Thank you," she murmured, and she left and entered her classroom. When the door closed, I was snapped back into reality. The hall was empty, everyone in class. And my whole body felt absolutely dead now that she was no longer with me. It felt useless and heavy. I fell to the ground and leaned against the wall staring at her classes' door. She would come out eventually, and I would be here. I only had to wait an hour. That seemed like a very long time away.

I wasn't quite sure the exact amount of time it was before a teacher came down the hall. I knew it couldn't have been too long, but it felt like such a while. The teacher stopped in front of me, her hands on her waist.

"Jared," I looked up. Her face wasn't the one I wanted to see. It was my math teacher, Ms. Jameson. She was probably the youngest teacher in the school and a lot of the male population had a crush on her. I had too, but now she paled in comparison to Kim. "Why aren't you in class?" she was one of those teachers that cared way too much about students. And when one of the students would miss her class, which was often, she would become overly concerned and try and find ways that she could help them. I'm sure that made her seem like an outstanding teacher to adults, but to students that made her an annoying teacher.

"I'm waiting," I told her simply.

"Waiting...waiting for what?"

"For her."

She looked alarmed at my response. Probably my whole appearance made her very concerned. My voice was dreamy, my expression was glazed over as I stared at the classroom door, blankly. "Jared," she said carefully, she knelt down and forced me to look at her as she blocked the door from my view. I craned my neck to look at it better. "Jared, what are you doing? Get to class, please."

"I'm sorry, Miss. I promise this will only happen today." I couldn't exactly keep that promise. "But for today, I need to be here when she exits the classroom."

She frowned. "Who?"

"Kim."

"Kim?" her mouth was open as she looked at me in astonishment.

I smiled wistfully, at the name. Kim.

Ms. Jameson didn't say anything for a while, but a small smile crossed her features. Her eyes bright. She laughed slightly. "You and Kim," she muttered. "I'm glad you finally noticed her. Don't do this again though, Jared." She stood up and left me alone in the hall. I didn't have the energy to dwell on what she meant by that.

When the bell rung, I jumped to my feet, twisting my hands together as the English door opened and students began filing out. When Kim exited, my body relaxed, peaceful. She was shocked to see me there, no doubt. She looked away, and a couple students stared at me, but I could care less.

She began to walk down the hall, and I caught up with her quickly. She ignored me and I wondered why she was acting this way. She pushed the door to the outside world, a little too roughly and it slammed against the door stopper. She jumped slightly, not expecting it to open so forcefully. I laughed quietly. She glanced up at me and shook her head.

She began to leave school property and I couldn't find it in myself to stop following her. But she stopped and turned to me.

"Is this a prank?" she asked me, her eyes shining slightly.

"Uh, no," I said. Why would this be a prank?

"Is it a dare then?"

"Dare? Absolutely not. I don't get what you're asking," I gave her a confused look.

She sighed and put her head in her hands, closing her eyes. Was she crying? I wanted to wrap my arms around her and assure her everything was alright, but she pulled her hands away from her stunning face and looked at me, almost fiercely. She looked adorable. "Why are you following me then, Jared? You haven't spoken to me in years, and then today, you suddenly decide to follow me. After, you've been gone for a week." I was thrilled that she noticed that I was gone for that time, when I was sure no one would notice. Probably nobody else did.

But a small amount of fear surged through me at her question. I couldn't lie to her. But I couldn't just blatantly say that 'you're my imprint, and I'll be whatever you want me to be. I'll be here for you forever. I love you.' No. That would be totally weird, and that could scare her off. What could I say that would sound sane and truthful? Nothing came to mind. I was stuck, and I probably looked like an idiot just staring at her unsure of what to say.

I opened my mouth, planning on just winging it. Seeing what was the first thing that came to mind, and just blurt out and say it. "I want to be with you," was all I came up with. I shrugged. "I can't explain it logically. But I can explain what I know."

I reached over and grabbed her hand and held it in between two of mine. She gasped, and stared into my eyes and didn't look away; like she had been doing earlier.

"I woke up today, for real. I don't know. It's just when I saw you, I knew, that I wanted you. That I needed you. And as long as you want and need me, I'll be here. Right here." I was forcing myself on her way too quick. I wish I could back peddle. Back to the point where I wouldn't wait outside her class. So I could see her again tomorrow and build up a more believable relationship. Because, I was being a complete fool. I wouldn't trust me if I were her.

Her eyes were wide as she looked at me, obviously not believing. Unsurprisingly, it began to rain. She blinked away the rain drops that were on her perfectly long eye lashes. She was even more stunning in the rain. She hadn't said anything as she processed my words. I didn't blame her if she slapped me in the face and called me a stalker or an idiot. In fact, that would probably give me a reality check on the situation, and I wouldn't mind it.

When her beautiful voice finally spoke, she said, "I have to go home." She tore her hand from my grasp. She walked backwards, keeping a hold on my eye contact, and turned on her heel running down the road, back to her home.

I watched her retreating figure. Okay, that didn't go too well. But it could have been worse. I looked up at the cloudy afternoon sky, and let the rain fall on my face, allowing it to attempt to wake me up. It didn't really work. All I wanted was to follow her home. I was sure I could do that easily enough.

I couldn't think about the time, the consequences, or the trouble I'd be in from Sam most likely. I could only think about Kim.

R/R!