Disclaimer: This is my first fanfic :) lol

My inspiration is Twilight but I didn't steal any characters, I just kinda stole the idea of the wolves and imprints :} Mainly because it's genius.

CHAPTER 1-what the heck was that?

I found myself typing in words into my laptop that I'm sure weren't in the dictionary into my rough draft for English. I HAD to finish before the bell and whether or not this all made sense it HAD to be two pages. Every now and then I would write in random facts I knew… trees leaves are green in springtime, my dad is a first class nerd, my grandma's name was Anne… (keep in mind my paper was about Teddy Roosevelt). I really didn't care at this point, it was only a daily grade and I had made A's on my first three I turned in. I figured why not slip up just once? I earned it. Reading over it, I couldn't help but snicker… this was a BIG slip up… in fact it probably wasn't considered a slip up anymore… just a random mess of words.

I'm sure Mr. Lee would not think that was very funny, but he specifically said it had to be two pages or he would not take it. I blame him. Yesterday I could have sworn he said one and a half. In any event, I just finished writing my lame, random, nonsense excuse for a paper when the bell rang.

RRRRRIIIIINNGGGGG.

God I hated that sound, it was like the bell of death sending me into another layer of hell I liked to call algebra.

I quickly clicked the print button, rushed up to the front of the room to snatch it from the printer, and slid it on to Mr. Lee's desk smiling apologetically as he looked at me with disapproving eyes. I shrunk away to head to my algebra class…. Ick.

I guess algebra wasn't so bad considering I sat two seats behind the love of my life. Or the 'secret' love of my life more like. Emery Hall. Sigh. I'm just a big dreamer though. He hasn't talked to me since I slapped him in 4th grade for stealing my pudding snack. Doesn't he know that is a form of flirting for that age group? Anyway, so yeah, he's been my big huge crush since we were kids and the only person who knows is my best friend Erica. She's in as big of a pickle as me though. Maybe bigger, she has a thing for his friend Jay Henson… this week. Next week it could be James… or Patrick. She likes them all I think. As long as she stays away from Emery, that is fine with me. They all are pretty hot though, I must admit. They all have the same thing going for them… tall, dark, and handsome. But Emery… Emery is different. The way his hair is kind of long but sticks up in every direction but still looks absolutely gorgeous on him, his eyes which are a dark chocolate brown with specks of gold and they way they always look kind of lazy like he just woke up…

"HEY!.... Hey Bri! Wait up!"

I turn to see Erica running towards me waving her hands frantically.

"Hey Erica, how's it going?" I smile

She stops and leans on a locker trying to catch her breath. I chuckle at the sight, she's just so dramatic sometimes.

"Are you alright?" I smile at her, trying to hold back a laugh.

"Yeah I'm cool." She laughs a little at herself and fixes her jacket that turned awkwardly to the side as she stood up straight, "I just wanted to catch you before you went into algebra, I wanted to warn you that Emery is back." She whispers the last part.

"oh, um, ok?" I was a little dumb-founded, "and why is it I need to be warned?"

"Because he is different! He's taller and more muscular and just HOTTER" she was still whispering but began to smile, throwing her hands in the air for effect, "Something has changed about him, I'm not sure what it is… I just saw him in the office getting an admit slip"

"Ok, well um, thanks?" I still didn't get why she needed to 'warn' me. I mean really? What could happen in three days that is so drastic? Plastic surgery? Steroids? He's not the type.

"I'm just saying is all…" she looked at me incredulously, noticing my 'you're worrying me' face, "Fine! You'll see! And we ARE talking about this at lunch." She pointed a finger at me, narrowing her eyes a bit.

"Roger that." I say saluting her. She rolls her eyes.

I laugh and wave goodbye and turn to head into algebra.

The late bell rang, no Emery yet… maybe it was a new student she saw…

I spoke too soon.

Emery… er, the taller, hunkier version of Emery busts through the door not two seconds after that thought was completed. And by god, Erica was right, he WAS different. But in a good way… make that a Great way. He did seem a couple inches taller and his muscles seemed to want to rip off his shirt. This was not the boy I had once a crush on… this was a man, although he did have the same features as Emery which just made it that much better.

"Sorry I'm late Mrs. Fredrick, I was in the office getting a admit slip." He said, holding up a blue piece of paper.

"That's ok Emery, just don't let it happen again." Mrs. Fredrick said sternly, "now go have a seat."

Emery nodded and headed toward his desk. But as he got to it he looked up and looked straight at me, I mean, directly into my eyes! He just stood there, looking at me, and his eyes got wide. And even though I wanted to look away, I couldn't. My eyes locked with his and I could see something shifting in him, and he had the most interesting look upon his face, like he was realizing something for the first time. Was it me?

Oh geez!

Is this it!?

He's noticing me?! I thought he never noticed me. He stood there for a good five minutes before Mrs. Fredrick finally said "Mr. Call, would you please sit so we can go about our lesson?"

He didn't even flinch.

"Mr. Call! Please." She was getting impatient.

He turned his body a little and waved a hand but never took his eyes off me. I was starting to feel uncomfortable.

"Uh, Emery?" I practically whispered. A huge smile slowly spread across his face.

"Emery is there something you need?" I whispered again, finally able to look away and around the room at the on-seers.

As he looked around the room his smile faded and he hesitantly turned to sit down.

"Ok, now we can begin" Mrs. Fredrick announced, grabbing a piece of chalk.

My mind was rushing. Maybe he finally noticed me and fell in love, like a love-at-first-sight thing…

mmm no… could happen… but not to me. Maybe he found that notebook I wrote 'Brianna Brighton + Emery Hall = Love' and 'Brianna Hall' and god knows what else. I checked my bag just to make sure, and it was still there. Maybe I have something on my face? I grabbed my mirror from my backpack to check. No, I look like I do every day. Dark, longish, wavy/curly hair, mostly no make-up besides mascara, my eyes light green, freckles decorating my face… like the rest of my body, and just completely ordinary, which I have come to good terms with over the years. This all just confused me more, maybe I was making a big deal out of nothing.

When I put the mirror back in my bag and sat up straight again, there he was. He was completely turned around in his seat, staring again. This time his mouth was open a little and he was looking at me like I was the most interesting creature on the planet. I looked around to make sure it was me he was staring at this time and not some hot blonde behind me. Nope, it was me, the only person behind me was Melvin, the nerd from my math class. Not sure on what to do, I half smiled and waved.

GAH I'm such an idiot. Who does that?! Who waves to another person in class?

He smiled largely and waved back. I raised my eyebrows in speculation... apparently Emery Hall does.

"Mr. Call! Please try to pay attention!" Mrs. Fredrick threw up her arms in frustration.

He did that three times before the bell rang. Turning around to stare and gape. What is going on here? Am I dreaming? Or have I completely lost my mind and hallucinating? In any event, I almost didn't mind the staring and I strangely had the urge to stare right back and get lost in those beautiful brown eyes.

RRRRRIIIIINNNGGGG.

Someone HAD to do something about that God-Awful bell.

I stood, collecting my things and turned to leave and found Embry Call right in my way.

"Hi." He smiled.

"Uh, H-hi." I stammered and smiled back.

His smile got wider and he just stood there, looking at me.

"Uh well, uh I'm going to lunch now…" I gestured toward the door where I noticed Erica was waiting right outside, a look of shock spreading across her face.

"Oh! Ok, well, uh, yeah, I gotta go too. Hey, um, I'll see you later?" His face was pleading and it made me melt. He looked like a puppy dog. I thought it a kind of stupid question, considering we had History together… and Biology.

"I, uh, well, sure?" I half smiled.

The biggest smile I have ever seen spread across his face "great!" But the smile soon faded as he left the room, almost looking heart-broken.

I walked out of the room only to be greeted with the hundred question game Erica started up.

"Bri! What the heck were you two talking about?! We have more to talk about than I thought! Did he ask you to be a tutor or something?" She was peering into my face.

"Hi, Erica nice to see you too." I said sarcastically, half smiling to tone down the tension in the air.

She just looked at me, waiting for a reply to said questions.

"No." I said bluntly. "He just said hi." I shrugged.

"Hi? Just Hi? Wow that sucks for an answer. He didn't want anything?" she was getting annoyed at my too little details.

"I don't know what he wants, but you were right about one thing, he is DEFINITELY different."