New story! This is kind of like my story Imprinted; this is about a girl (my own character) who is in love with a wolf from La Push. I don't know how long this one will be, it all just depends on where I go with it.

Chapter 1: Cheater

I watched with ice in my heart as he drove off with her. I watched as the man I thought I loved drive off with some girl. I had thought that he loved me, but he didn't. He hadn't even known that I was standing here, waiting for him. I had asked him to meet up today, and he had said yes without missing a beat. We hadn't come up with a certain time to meet, so maybe I had been too late? Maybe I should have come earlier, and then none of this would have happened.

I knew that sooner or later he would get tired of me. He would find another girl to be with, he would find another girl to love and treat right. It didn't matter that he was hurting me in the process. I had figured that my relationship with him was too good to be true.

I had been shocked when he had asked me out. I had had no idea that he even knew that I existed. He had seemed so different and mysterious, and I had fallen for him the moment I had seen him across the cafeteria at Forks High. His name was Edward Cullen, and he was a vampire.

When we first got together, everything was great. He only had a problem with the fact that I was close with the wolves that lived in La Push, the small reservation just outside Forks. The wolves and vampires couldn't go onto each other's land. So, if I ever were to go down to La Push for the day, Edward couldn't come with me, and he didn't like that.

There was one wolf in particular that Edward didn't like. Paul. Edward had seen some of the looks that Paul had given me, I had always just told Edward that it was nothing, but lately I wasn't so sure. Paul and the guys had told me about imprinting, and they had explained how it feels to be imprinted on someone and throughout the whole thing, Paul was staring at me.

I hadn't said anything to him at the time, as I was with Edward, but now that I thought about it, I could definitely be with Paul. He was super-hot for one thing, but he was also really smart. I hopped into my car and went down to La Push. After seeing Edward with that girl, I needed some time with the boys.

"Katie!" Paul yelled before I even out of my car. I grinned as he lifted me off the ground in a hug.

"Hey Paul." I said looking at him.

"How are ya, Katie?" he asked, putting me back down. "What's wrong?"

"Something's wrong?" I asked.

"Yeah, I can tell…something's wrong." He said seeming to penetrate me with his eyes, as if he was searching for the answer to his question there.

"Well, I was supposed to meet with Edward today…but I got there just in time to see him driving off with some girl." I said bitterly.

Paul's face darkened. "I should rip him apart. He doesn't deserve you, Katie. You deserve someone so much better than him."

I put my hand on his arm. "It's fine. I'm going to break up with him."

He smiled at me. "Wanna go to the beach?"

"Sure." I said. We walked to First Beach together. It was always dreary and cold in Forks, but somehow coming to the beach with the guys was enjoyable. It wasn't a sunny beach, and it was far too cold to go swimming, but it was a good place to hang out with your friends.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Paul asked me.

"I'm fine." I said.

"Katherine, I know when things aren't okay with you." I cringed slightly at the use of my full name. He was either being really serious or trying to lighten the mood. I looked up at his face to see that he was being serious here.

I bit my lip. "It just hurt to see him driving off with her. Ever since she moved here a couple weeks ago, it's been like she's the first thing on his mind. It's like I took a back seat in his brain. I should've known that this would happen. I should've figured that he would end up going to her behind my back." I felt like crying. I felt like bursting into tears and bawling my eyes out. But I wouldn't do that. I was stronger than that. Edward didn't deserve my tears.

Paul put his arm around me. "He doesn't deserve you anyway, gorgeous. You deserve someone so much better than him."

"Thanks Paul." I said. "It really means a lot to me."

"I know it does." He said with a smile. "If he wants to be with that Swan girl, let him. He doesn't know what he's missing then."

I sighed. "I guess you're right. If he wants to be a complete jerk, let him."

For the rest of the day, Paul and I chilled together. It was nice, just the two of us. Normally I would be nervous about Edward seeing, but I didn't care anymore. The more I was with Paul; the more I actually started to like him.

Later on, Paul walked me back to where I had parked my car.

"Are you sure you're all right Katie?" he asked, looking down at me.

I nodded. "It was bound to happen. I had been expecting it."

"Just because you were expecting it, doesn't make it any easier to try and handle." He said.

I looked up at him. "I'm fine, I promise."

"If you need anything, I'm just a phone call away." He said.

"I know." I nodded.

I got into my car and waved to him, before driving off. I had had such a good day with Paul that I didn't want to go home.

I lived with my mom. My dad had moved out years ago when they had gotten their divorce. Now I was lucky to see him on my birthday or Christmas. He always sent me cards, but in all reality what good did that do? He rarely called me, and barely ever visited. It was as though he had wanted to erase me out of his life altogether.

I felt sorry for my mom. It had to have been hard for her, raising me all by herself. She was only sixteen when she had gotten pregnant with me, and then three years later my dad left her. Getting pregnant at sixteen wasn't the life any teenager would need. It completely changed her life. She was unable to go to college, so she had had to settle for getting a job waitressing. It wasn't the best job in the world, and it was barely enough to feed both her and me when I was a child.

Since then, however, she got a well-paying job at a bank, and had a steady income that she could use to support the both of us. I had a waitressing job now, and I always tried to help my mom as much as I could. Whenever I could pick up groceries for her, I would.

I can't say that I was the best daughter ever. I started smoking when I was thirteen, and my mom knew about it. The first day I had come home smelling like cigarettes, she knew, but never said a word to me. Now, four years later I was still smoking, and she had told me numerous times that she thought I should quit.

She never got angry with me for smoking. She understood, smoking as a teen as well, but had always advised me to quit. She had even offered to pay for those Nicorette patches or gum packages, but I had always turned her down. I didn't want to quit smoking. I knew how horrible it was for my health, but I didn't want to quit. You couldn't force someone to do that.

I was so lucky to have my mom. I mean, she always stood by me, and barely resented me for how problematic I was. She always understood, and always talked things out with me calmly.

I truly was grateful to have her. Any other mom would have hit the roof with the smoking thing, but mine hadn't. I knew that she didn't like the fact that I was still smoking, but she didn't get angry with me over it. And, it wasn't so bad. I never smoked inside the house. I always went out onto the porch to smoke.

"Hey mom!" I called as I went into the house.

"Hey Katie." She said, flipping through a magazine. "You're home late."

My mom and I looked alike. We both had the same dark brownish red hair, same facial structure, we even had the same eye shape.

But the only thing that was different was our eye colour. She had hazel eyes, that were sometimes greener, while my eyes were this really pretty blue green colour.

I had inherited the colour from my father.

"Yeah, I was in La Push." I said.

She pursed her lips. "You know I don't like those boys."

"Mom, they're my friends." I said. "There's absolutely nothing wrong with them."

"I've seen how they walk around La Push." She said. "They just don't look like the friendliest people."

"That's because you don't know them like I do." I said. "Trust me, they're perfectly safe." Most of the time. I added in my head.

"Did you eat?" she asked.

"Yeah, Paul and I grabbed something." I said.

"You and Paul have been hanging out together quite a lot." She said. "Is there something going on between you two? Don't let Edward get jealous."

"Actually mom, I'm going to break up with Edward." I said. She didn't ask why, and I loved her for it. "I'm gonna go upstairs, get a head start on my homework."

"It's Saturday." She pointed out.

"I know, but I want to get it out of the way." I said before going upstairs. I went up to my bedroom, and pulled out my notebooks and got started on my homework. A little while later, Edward called me, and I ignored it. I didn't want to talk to him right now. I needed to figure out how I was going to break up with him.

I finished off my homework and crawled into bed. My bed was so comfy and warm, I fell asleep right away. Maybe tomorrow after I got off work I'd go see Paul again.