Skyla `s POV.
My fingers moved over the keys of the piano and I smiled as the familiar sounds of music flowed into my ears. I was not the best musician but it was my favourite hobby. I would sit for hours in the dusty garage, playing the piano. My father had bought me the piano when I was nine. I still remembered the first time I saw the black and ivory instrument; I had admired its beauty and loved to play melodies. My teacher was an old man who hated children but he taught me because my father had given him a hand many times. He had yelled at me but he had also taught me a lot. I barely needed to look at the piano, my hands knew where each key was and the sound it made. The rain lashed against the garage window and I smiled, this was heaven for me. The garage covered in layers of dust, my childhood toys strewn everywhere and my Mom `s yoga books on the shelf next to the unopened yoga mats and the rain pelting against the window made my day. La Push was renowned for the rain but I loved listening to it, it was like a melody as it tapped the window. I smiled, and then the alarm went. I had to go back inside and sort out dinner for my parents. Mom was a social climber, she did not work, and she just went to Port Angelus and met with the other country club women. She organised balls and dinners while my Dad, bless him went to work every day. Dad owned a small bakery in Port Angelus, he drove in and out every day but he said there were more customers in Port Angelus than La Push. Dad was very talented, he made the best cakes and biscuits as well as savoury stuff. One of my other favourite activities was to help him cook. He concentrated so hard when he cooked but music was an art to me and cooking was an art to Dad. I made dinner because Dad did not get home from work till late and Mom was usually off at some event. I opened the door of the garage sadly and ran into the rain; I would have loved to play for hours. The smell of the chicken pie hung in the kitchen as I opened the oven. I took a deep breath savouring it. I pulled out the cutlery and placed it neatly on the table, followed by the plates. Dad and Mom came in about twenty minutes later; Mom spent the whole of dinner talking over trivial events at the garden club like what Mrs. Stanley had been wearing. How boring. Once, we had finished eating, Mom brought me upstairs.
"Sweetie lets do your hair in curls, it `s so pretty curled." Mom said and crooned over my hair. I was my mother `s doll. My clothes were chosen by her and every night, she did my hair so it would be perfect for tomorrow. I closed my eyes and felt the tug on my hair as it got pulled into curls.
Next morning, I woke up and unwrapped the rollers and as usual my curls were perfect, girls loved my hair. It was a chestnut brown and matched my brown eyes perfectly. I put on black skinny jeans, black uggs and a purple top with black jewellery. It was a favourite outfit of mine because it showed what little curves I had. Then I put on my make-up and Mom came into finish it. I was quite content to be her doll, girls were jealous of me and guys noticed. I had the perfect boyfriend. He was cute, smart and he had a good social standing, Aaron. I smiled at the thought, my Mom loved him. I liked being her doll but a bigger part of me wondered what it would be like to just be me and play my music.
"Skyla." Mom called and I ran down the stairs, grabbing an apple on the way out. Mom was by the door, holding an umbrella so my hair would not get wet and go straight.
I climbed into the Jeep completely dry. Mom smiled.
"Skyla, you look beautiful." Mom said, it was true, I did but it was also false beauty, the product of hours in curlers and make up. "The Brady family is having their barbeque on Saturday so we will go shopping for a new dress and some new heels; your silver heels are so worn down although they are fabulous." I smiled even though, I hated shopping. My mom would give me a thousand dresses to try on and I would try them all on and it would take hours.
"That would be great." I said, my friends envied me because my Mom bought me so many new clothes and if I said I wanted a new item of clothing, my mom bought it. It had its advantages but mostly it was just annoying. We pulled into the school. I opened my umbrella and walked up to the school. Girls shouted my name and I head James shouting "Looking good, Skyla." He was such an idiot.
I got inside and shook my umbrella.
"Skyla, OMG I love your outfit. Where did you get it?" Jane asked but before I could continue she kept talking. "Shut up, Dennis is so into you, he was asking me again about you and I was just like get a life, she ahs a boyfriend way cuter than you. I mean seriously like loser." Jane kept talking and I nodded occasionally commenting on the schools latest gossip. I felt a tug on my hair and spun round. It was Aaron.
"Hey baby." He said and for a second, I wanted to hit him, did I look like a baby? "You look so sexy." I smiled and he kissed me. Aaron was quite a good kisser but it was sort of embarrassing to kiss him in the middle of the corridor. I pushed him back.
"Stop it." I said and stepped back. I knocked into someone. "Sorry." I muttered, looking behind me. It was Collin. Collin was so sweet and handsome but he was one of the La Push boys and was not the social standing my mother desired. He stared at me. "Sorry." I said again, did I actually hurt him? He just stared I looked back at him trying to figure him out. He had lovely big green eyes.
"Baby. We are going to be late" Aaron said again and pulled me, I looked reluctantly away form Collin and allowed myself to be led to history.
The morning flew by and soon it was lunch, Aaron would be saving me a seat and Jane and Chloe were gossiping as per usual, Jane had noticed Collin staring and was jealous as usual. I let their petty gossip fly over my head as I wandered to the lunchroom then I saw the music room, it was empty.
"Just a second, I need the bathroom." I said, both looked up.
"Will we come with?" They asked.
I shook my head. "Aaron and Jason will be waiting for us, go ahead, I will follow in a second." They turned the corner and left while I ducked into the music room. The piano was there, tempting me. I walked over and lifted the lid. I started to play a small tune and it soothed me. School was so boring, my friends were boring and my boyfriend was boring. Home was great mainly because of my father, he completely understood me, and I could wear one of his jumper and track pants and just sit and play music or help him bake. I did not have to dress up or act like I cared about gossip or social standing. I admit I liked to hear a bit of gossip but not as much as Jane or Chloe. My finger played the final note and it rung in the air. I stood up to leave but looked out the window. Collin was there with Brady. I looked wondering what they were doing outside in the pouring rain. Then Collin looked up and for a split second our eyes met, then I jumped back, knocking the piano stand. I picked it up and ran out of the door. I ran all the way to the canteen, I entered and everyone was waiting.
"Skyla." James yelled. James was a flirt and was good friends with Aaron but he still felt it was alright to flirt with me on a daily basis. I sat next to Aaron and the conversation flowed around me. I contributed but for some reason, Collin was stuck in my head. He was hot, alright but not boyfriend material on any level. His face stuck in my mind, his wet hair clinging to his broad shoulders and his tanned face looking up at me with those green eyes.
Collin POV.
I climbed out of bed, I was exhausted. Sam kept making me work stupidly long shifts and then I had to look after my sister, Kylie who took a lot of energy to take care of she was bouncy and hyper. I glared at the alarm clock for disturbing my shift. I had to go to school though for my education and for Mom and Dad. I walked into the bathroom and into the shower allowing the cool water to run on my hot skin. I smiled and stopped it, threw on some sweatpants and a t-shirt, I looked in the mirror, I looked pretty good. I had a great body thanks to the werewolf gene. I smiled at my reflection before I heard Kylie scream my name. Girls, honestly, Kylie was a time person even at the age of seven she hated to be late. I walked her to school every day then went to my school. I yawned and walked into the hall, threw Kylie over my shoulder and walked out the front door to school.
"Bye." I yelled.
"Love you, Mom and Dad." Kylie screamed and my ear hurt. I had sensitive werewolf hearing and having Kylie yell when she was on my shoulder was not good.
"Collin, my teacher is showing us how to draw elephants today." Kylie said proudly. I smiled.
"Bet you will draw the best elephant." I said.
"No Alice will. She is way better at me at painting but I am gooder then her at plays." Kylie said proudly. Kylie was a drama queen and loved when they did Drama at school.
"That's brill, Ky." I said and began to jog. Kylie weighed barely anything on my shoulder. I jogged all the way to school and dropped her off at her school where she ran to meet her friends but before she did, she gave me a kiss on the check. She was so cute, annoying but cute. I wandered into the school on time. Werewolves were not good at keeping time, Brady would turn up whenever he woke up and the others were the same. Only I turned up on time and that was only because of Kylie. I felt something brush against me, to a normal person it would be a shoulder but for me, it felt like nothing. I looked down. My heart raced faster then it ever had in that second when I met those big blue eyes because my whole belief system was thrown, I could feel myself coming to a halt because I was no longer me, I was hers. Skylar Park, I thought, she was so beautiful. Her face looked like it had been carved by angels and her hair hung in curls. I stared and it was like she felt the connection as well because she looked back at me. She was not afraid to hold my gaze. I opened my mouth but before I could speak Aaron, the jock butt in.
"Baby. We are going to be late" He said. Baby, I thought, she was his. Jealousy roared through me as she walked away with his arm flung over her shoulder. I took a deep breath shocked at the level of jealousy I felt. I turned and hit the lockers scaring some freshers and leaving a dent. Then I ran out before I could do anything to Aaron because if she loved him I did not want to hurt him for it would hurt her. I got outside in the rain and ran into the forest. I allowed the heat to envelop my body and the wolf took over. I had imprinted.