Disclaimer: I OWN NONE OF THE CHARACTERS

"I'm pissed off"

"At what?"

"Everything"

"Why?"

"Nothing is right, its all wrong."

"what about us?"

"….. What?"

Chapter 1

Terry asked me out, again. This must be the twenty fourth time in three months. Can he not get a clue? I know that is sort of mean to think, but none the less right. I was nice to him at first, I turned him down sweetly and letting him know that I don't feel that way. But he still asks again within a week. Even if I did feel that way about Terry, it wouldn't work out. We are in two different schools right now! Im at The reservation and he's at Forks High. We would never see each other. Our relationship would only exist over the phone.

So I sent him the same message I always send when he asks:

Terry, I like you as a friend, no more than that. I'm sorry that I cannot return your feelings for me.

Please stop asking me out.

The last line is a new addition to the messege. Maybe it will give him a real clue that I do not like him whatsoever!

I sighed a deep sigh and finally turned off my computer. I got out of my cozy sweats and into jeans, a tshirt, and my red sweatshirt. I had to be at drama in half an hour in order to start postering for our upcoming show, Jabberwock. Everyone in the show participates in the postering, that includes tech people and actors and the ushers. I stuck my unmanageable hair into two braids and tugged on my white snow hat, its bound to be freezing today. After all, it is October in Seattle.

Will, my stepbro, was downstairs waiting at the table with his gamepro magazine. He looked up when he saw me.

"You ready?"

"Yup!" I said whist adjusting my hat in the mirror.

"Right lets go." He got up from the table and headed for the front door, "CLAIRE AND I ARE HEADING TO DRAMA!" he bellowed up the stairs.

"OKAY HAVE FUN!" Mom yelled from upstairs.

We got to the school five minutes before the designated time. We got into the theatre to find Ms. Brown beginning to put us into groups. I saw Cari and went to sit next to her. Just as I was about to sit down when Mac said, "OK! Port Angeles team will consist of Quil, Embry, Julia, and Claire! Go and sit with your group." I only knew Quil, and just through the stories my brother tells of him and his motley crew of friends.

So I stood up and went over to them and stood beside their seats.

"Do you want a seat?" Quil asked.

"Nah I'm okay." I said.

"Hey guys, scoot down." He said to the others, and I made my way to an empty seat. Maybe this won't be so bad after all.

Ms. Brown inventually got us heading underway. We went out to Julia's car and piled in.

I figured Embry was one of the quiet guys who keeps to himself. The few times that I had seen him, I hadn't talked to him nor paid much attention to him! Boy was I wrong! He cracked jokes and did impersonations of all sorts. I laughed really hard. Only when he did his emo jokes about people cutting themselves did I not laugh. I just looked out the window and said nothing. I had one earbud in my ear and tuned out his jokes.

"hey, you okay?"

I was yanked out of my daydream suddenly and jumped a little. I turned to see Quil looked at me. Quil was tall with lenghthy hair that just barely covered his ears. It was a dark brown. He had dark brown eyes and was very built. He was very popular with the ladies, but he didn't pay much attention to them. He was in drama only because Will and Embry dragged him to help build sets. I looked at him for a bit and just nodded, I don't talk much when im around people I don't know.

"what are you listening to?"

"Within Temptation"

"metal?" He asked. I nodded., "huh" he said.

"what?

"I never pegged you as a metal listener."

"why do you think that?

"Well Will has mentioned you listen to the classical station at night and how he needs to pump up his music frequently to tune it out."

I just rolled my eyes and shook my head. So he's one of those people who listens to everything someone says about someone without getting to know them, great.

"what?" he asked.

"nothing!"

"why did you shake your head?"

I wanted to say something crude and snarky, but I really wasn't in the mood to fight with anyone today.

We parked the car and got out and congregated in front of the petco.

"So, lets start at one end and work our way to the other." Quil said, temporarily letting go of the alleged headshake I did, looking at the schedule we had.

"Or," Embry said, "We can screw postering and just go see a movie."

"Ha ha ha," I sarcastically chuckled, "Yeah not going to happen."

"Why not?" he asked looking disappointed

"Because Brown will kill us." I said, "she will smite us down with her devine powers from god himself!" I added sarcastically

"Well I don't know about the smiting, but she might very well kill us." Quil said.

"How will she know? We will post a few up and just say that we did it." Embry tried to reason.

"Oh she will know." Quil said.

"how? Is she psychic?"

"No just really paranoid and smart. She wants us to make a list of the places we put posters up and places that we couldn't put posters up."

"She didn't!" Embry said.

Quil held up a pad of paper, at the top of the page it said PORT ANGELES POSTERS. Below it were two columns that said POSTERED and NOT POSTERED. After seeing this Embry quieted down. I couldn't help but chuckle a little and shake my head while we walked up the street.

"well well well she has a sense of humor."

I turned to see Quil walking beside me with the note pad in hand, a smirk smeared across his face. I looked down and picked up my pace, hoping he would go away. Much to my chagrin, I saw his feet match my pace step for step.

"Why won't you talk to me?" he asked.

"Don't feel like talking." I said simply, added a bit of annoyance in there hoping he would get it, obviously he didn't catch it.

"did I do something?" he asked, I just shook my head.

"because it seems like you're pissed off and frankly, that doesn't do any of us any good."

"how so?"

"you wont look at me for one, nor will you say anything."

"well than that proves it."

"why are you mad?" he asked

"why do you want to know so bad?" I shot back at him, looking him in the eye, obviously showing my annoyance. He stopped and looked at me for a few seconds.

"It's what I said in the car." He said matter of factly. I just looked down, shook my head and started to walk. He grabbed my arm and pulled me back. "That's it! Your mad because you think I stereotyped you!" it was like he read my mind. I wasn't going to show that he got it right. So I looked at him in the eye again, "you think you know everything, don't you."

He gazed at me apologetically, "I don't know everything, but I know when ive made a mistake, and when others have too. I'm sorry if I hurt you, but I wasn't stereotyping you."

Now it was my turn to stop and look at him. I was completely taken aback. I didn't know what to say, so I didn't.

I couldn't understand him. Most guys wouldn't even apologize, they would just let it go and leave me be. But he didn't. It was almost as if he could read my mind. Either that or the bewildered look on my face made me easy to read. If he could he wasn't showing it. He just stood there, waiting for me to say something. I was out of my element, so I just said the first thing that my mouth let out,

"I don't like to talk to people I don't know." Immediately after the words were out of my mouth, I wanted to shoot myself in the tongue! Could I sound anymore rude? Obviously he didn't think so. Quil just smiled,

"but you do know me, obviously Will has mentioned me before." He was joking around, I didn't get it. Why wasn't he insulted? Did he not get that I did not like him? Was I not clear enough? I wasn't even sure of what I was feeling at that moment, I have never met anyone like him.

"well he has mentioned you, yes. But what I mean is that im not comfortable talking to people that I have never met." I was trying hard here, it was like I was on improv playing freeze tag, you never know what they are going to do, it was unscripted.

"All friendships have to start somewhere." He said. Whoa wait! Did he just say friendship!? Where did that come from!?

"excuse me?" I was wavering, struggling, and slightly breathless. I couldn't comprehend what was happening.

"well all friends have to start somewhere. Whether it be two families that are close friends that force the children together, or two strangers on the street meeting under strange circumstances. I think that we fall into the second category." He said.

I just blinked at him, I couldn't believe this guy. Was he for real? I didn't have anything else to say but just look at him for a bit, really look. I saw that he was wearing a Seether shirt,

"nice shirt," I said, then I turned and kept walking, feeling like the biggest idiot in Washington.

"thanks, I like the band. When they collaborated with Amy Lee from Evanescence to do Broken, I thought it was great. What do you think?" he said. I shrugged, I didn't really want to talk, I just wanted to put up the posters and get it all over with.

"you know, friends usually talk to one another." That's when I got fed up,

"what is it with you and friends!?" I asked, letting my annoyance show itself. He seemed taken aback,

"im just trying to get to know you."

"well don't." I said, I decided that they could finish the postering for themselves. I walked all the way to a petco by myself and plopped down on the bench. I pulled out my phone and texted Will.

We're done. I'm in front of the Petco. Please come get me

K

That was all I got back from him. I hated it when people gave terse answers, which is why I never text. I sat and waited for Will. After about fifteen minutes, I saw his car pull into the lot and I dashed over and jumped in.

"You finished early." Will exclaimed.

"Bad group. I think they can finish themselves." I said.

"Who was in your group?"

"Embry, Julia, and Quil." I said, saying the last name dryly.

"Oh wow, im sorry about Quil." He said.

"Why's that?"

"He's really open, he likes to get to know people. Not exactly the kind of person you like." He said with a smile on his face.

"Yeah no shit."