A/N: Hey! I hope you like this Jared/Kim fanfic because I have been meaning to write one...

I haven't even finished one of my previous fanfics because I get real bored easily.

Anyway... Read, Review and Enjoy!

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Hello, I'm Kimberly Finn Conweller but you can call me Kim. Everybody calls me Kim. Well, they would if I knew everybody. Harhar.

I'm seventeen, I have an olderbrother, I'm a straight A student (save for Maths and History), oh, and did I mention that I'm hopelessly in love with Jared Till? Scratch that, I'm hopelessly infatuated with Jared Till. Whatever, same diff. And do you want to know what the really messed up part about this infatuation is? He doesn't even know that I exist.

It all started way back in kindergarten (yes we've known each other that long) and he shared his blue crayon with me. It was the beginning of an unpromising one-way relationship.

As the years went by I changed in many ways, though (sadly) my desperate obsession with the god-like Jared never changed with me. It was like a love-sick puppy; it followed me everywhere.

When my teen years came they hit me like a tonne of bricks. I began to really worry what Jared would think of me, would he like my new hair cut? Will Jared think I look nice in this shirt? What would Jared buy? M&M's or Skittles? God, I absolutely hated it. Though as much as I utterly loathed it, I couldn't stop. Asking me to stop obsessing over Jared was like asking me to poop gold. That hard. It was so pathetic. Then again, that's the story of my life.

It gradually got abit more tolerable as I turned fifteen. I stopped worrying so much about my looks and focused more on my schoolwork. I had worked very hard to maintain that 4.0 grade point average that my cousin was proud of; however it was very difficult to keep that up in Maths and History, the two classes that Jared and I shared together. Hey, it wasn't my fault that he was just so abnormally hot. Plus I was never really good at maths anyway. And History was just a total bore so no hope in scoring an A in that subject.

Jared was just so... Damn fine. So attractive and funny. I liked guys with personalities. Not guys that just want to get into your pants. Jared wasn't like that... as far as I know.

But then again, what do I know? I hadn't even talked to the guy before. I had watched from a distance. Not like a stalkerish distance, but like I had seen him at parties chatting away to another girl. Just thinking about it made me green with envy. I know pathetic right? Want to know something even sadder? I had completely cut myself off from dating because of him. I had gotten offers from guys asking if I wanted to go out to catch a movie in Port Angeles, or to parties that their friends were throwing while their parents were out of La Push, but no... I had to make up an excuse just because I was secretly waiting for Jared to ask me out. It was driving me totally insane. I hadn't dated anyone for about a year. I was slowly losing my mind, I'm sure of it. I was the only odd one out of my friends who didn't have a boyfriend to cuddle up next to.

I hadn't confided my fascination with anyone. Well, except for my dairy and my best friends Jaycee and Kristal. I really loved those two; we're more than friends, we're practically sisters. They basically lived at my house. My cousin knew when she went grocery shopping to buy for four instead of two. She didn't mind, she had gotten used to the fact that they regularly stayed over for dinner or movie nights.

I also loved my cousin Lila; she was the best cousin you could ever wish for. Whenever she was invited to a party she always took me and my little band of friends with her, clubbing, outings, or even just the simple get-together.

Her father was my mother's brother. We hadn't been that close as children, maybe it was the five year age difference, but that all changed when our parents and grandparents tragically died in a car crash driving home on Christmas Eve. I remember it very clearly, though it has been at least seven years since the crash. I just couldn't rid myself of the excruciating memory; it was branded into my mind for all eternity. The pain when I had found out that they weren't going to make it. The sorrow at the loss of never seeing my mother's warm smile again. The realization of being an orphan. The feeling of being all alone in the world with no one to talk to or to kiss you goodnight. It haunted me for a few months as I secluded myself from the rest of the world, not eating anything, not talking to anyone. I mostly curled up into a ball and prayed for God to kill me like he killed my family. My friends never lost faith in me, thank God. They knew that it was a deep wound that eventually time would heal.

My brother Matthew, Lila and I lived with Lila's mother's parents as they were so kind enough to take us in. To me and Matthew, Lila was our only close family left. Our father hadn't stuck around long enough after he found out that my mother was pregnant with her second child to him, and we didn't have any other relatives except the distant ones.

Then when Matthew turned eighteen he claimed the large fortune that our grandparents had left for us and took custody of Lila and me. He was only two years older than Lila so naturally when she was eighteen she shooed him off and took care of me, Matthew leaving with us our share of the inheritance while he went to college and get the best education money could afford.

Lila got a job in Port Angeles working full time at a fashion boutique to pass time during the day.

And I went back to obsessing over Jared and scribbling my name next to his in my untouched for months diary. Yep, pretty much back to normal. Well, as normal as I'll ever get.

My life wasn't anything exciting. Nothing to get all hyped up over. It was fairly decent. I knew I had alot of money and I was really, really grateful for it. I didn't boast about it, I wasn't even sure that people outside my tiny circle of friends actually knew about it, I did keep it rather secret. I didn't go running down the school halls screaming "Look at me I got money!" because one, I would just be seen as a giant money bag for people to take advantage of and two, I would get caught by the hall monitor and get detention for about a week. And FYI, I really don't like detention.

Anyway on one particular day I was at my house just listening to some random music while I got changed when all of a sudden Kristal and Jaycee burst through my door like the hallway was on freaking fire! I yelped in surprise as I hadn't expected my two moronic best friends to barge through my door as I'm pulling on my jeans and accidently make me go falling to the ground as my hands were too busy concentrating on getting dressed to even think about barging-in-friends-who-don't-give-a-fuck-about-their-best-friends-privacy. Sigh, Welcome to my world.

"Kimmy!" they exclaimed in unison as they bent down to help me up. I was kind of embarrassed but it wasn't like this was the first time they had the utmost wonderful timing. I huffed as I tried to stand up while pulling my jeans up at the same time.

"You're cracking it KFC" Kristal laughed as she pointed to my huge ass. Ugh, I hated that nickname. God, didn't my mother realize what it would stand for when she wrote it on my birth certificate? Apparently not. I quickly yanked my jeans up and did the buttons and double checked if I was flying low. Kristal and Jaycee went over to my mirror to check their hair for probably the twelfth time that morning. I rolled my eyes but continued to get ready for school. After applying some of my lipgloss, using some of my hairspray and plucking their eyebrows with my tweezers they, finally, stepped away from my mirror. I rolled my eyes again as I at last got a good look at myself in the mirror. Jaycee and Kristal still stood behind me, and I compared our faces. Jaycee had very simple, soft features, hazel eyes etched into a coffee toned round face surrounded by a bundle of dark waves. Very pretty. Kristal, on the other hand, was very pretty in a different way. Striking blue eyes, golden-brown skin and thick, straight, blonde hair made her very beautiful.

I had skin that was kind of in the middle of Kristal's and Jaycee's, darker than Kristal's yet lighter then Jaycee's. My eyes were dark brown. My hair was very thin and wispy like brown cobwebs; I made a mental note to get a haircut soon. After a few years of only drinking caffeine for breakfast, never daring enough to eat cafeteria food and skipping dinner I was quite thinner than I used to be. I didn't skip meals just to be skinny; I wasn't anorexic or anything. Truth of the matter was I had never been much of a breakfast person, I just couldn't be bothered making me dinner, and quite frankly I was sure that if I ate that cafeteria food I was possibly endangering my health.

Kristal and Jaycee made funny faces which made me roll my eyes. Again. I loved them to pieces, really, but sometimes I wondered whether they had mistakenly switched brains with five year olds.

They both laughed at me, a sound of delight and joy.

"Oh come on Kim, you need to loosen up. Maybe we should go clubbing this weekend? You're getting a tad tense." Jaycee stated and Kristal nodded in agreement.

"I heard there's a party at Lee Crossman's tomorrow, Aiden told me. He asked me if we wanted to come. I just said maybe and that I'd have to check our schedule." Kristal said and laughed. Right, like we had a schedule. It wasn't like we weren't unpopular; we're just on our own buzz. Went with our own flow. Floated our own boat, whatever you want to call it.

"Yeah! You could use a decent party Kimmy Co. Or maybe we need to get you laid. That'll really get you loosened up! When was the last time you've had it Kim? It was at that party remember? With Aaron Reid... so about six months?" Jaycee asked curiously. We shared all of our secrets so nothing was left unsaid between us. And I hated every minute of it. They knew everything about me, etcetera.

"Not that long. Only a few months." I mumbled grimly and wrinkling my nose.

"Only? Woah hunny back up! You need to grasp the reality that Jared might never ask you out Kim. I said might Kim. But until he does you need to come to with the fact that you're a free woman. Sure, there's still the probability that he might ask you out Kim, but until then you have to throw yourself back onto the market. You can't sit around waiting for him to talk to you Kim. You need to stop wasting time with silly crushes like Jared Thail and start actually dating the real deal sweetheart." Jaycee said considerately. I unhappily realized that she was completely right. I had been wasting my time waiting for Jared when I could've been getting over him. Damn you Jay and your psychological sense.

"Jayjay is right Kim. It might sound corny Kim but you know we love and we just want you to be happy. What Jared is doing to you is not making you happy. Jayjay and I would gladly gang-bash him in a dark alley with my good baseball bat for what he's doing to you. He's giving you a head-ache. You need to start dating again Kim, get out there, explore the free world; you know, do your thang, whatever. Just forget about him, Kim and move on. Be the grown up and get over him. He's a loser if he obviously can't see that you're one in a million, definitely one of the most amazing people I've ever met." Kristal said with a kind expression. I blushed as red a beetroot at their praises.

"You're just saying that because you're both my best friends." I blatantly pointed out.

"No it's true Kim. We all are different in the world. If we weren't the world would be a dull, lifeless place. Me, you and Krissy are diverse in many ways; we see things through different colours, we're never quite on the same page. But that's never bothered us, has it? So what if you prefer rock while I have a preference for melodic music and Krissy enjoys pop? It isn't a big deal, it's not like we have to like the same things or have the same personas. That's what makes us three unique. The three of us balance out each other, keep each other in tact. We are like the three corners to a triangle; no matter how far apart we are we will always be held together by those strong bonds. The lines of friendship I call it. You know what? I'd rather have two best friends who would stick with me through thick and thin than twenty two-faced bitches as friends" Jaycee said in a serious tone that I rarely heard her use. Awww... I was almost in tears from their compassionate, sincere words. I really had the best friends ever, who made me feel more special then I actually am. Suddenly I was bursting into tears, sobbing something that sounded like "Awww you guys are the best" and being comforted by Jay and Kris. Talk about over-emotional.

"Okay honey, let it all out." Jaycee spoke softly. She was the best therapist ever.

"Kimberly Finn Connor, what are we going to do with you?" Kristal sighed, giving me a sideways glance. It was meant as a rhetorical question but I answered anyway.

"Chuck me in a mental hospital." I mumbled unintelligibly through the sobs that were gradually subsiding. Kristal and Jaycee chuckled quietly.

"I'm sure they don't even accept these ones aye Jay?" Kristal said pointing to me.

"Yeah they'll probably return her after a few days exclaiming that she was upsetting the patients or going on about how deranged she is and how they can't cope with her lunacy." Jaycee answered.

"Maybe they won't even stop the car, just push her out while they're still driving." Kristal responded thoughtfully. Ugh, there goes my moment of benevolence for the whole month.

"Yeah like in those action movies, she could get a career as Angelina Jolie's stunt double." Jay replied laughing.

"You know I'm still here." I said loudly, interrupting their pondering. They both glanced at me and laughed. Maybe it was the look of resentment or the look of nonchalance that caught on to them but the idiots I called friends started cracking up laughing. At me. With a roll of my eyes I stepped pass them and collected my schoolbag from the hook on my wall before I headed to the door. Jay and Kris were right behind me, plucking their bags from the disarray that had been my floor once upon a time. We quickly made our way to the kitchen, welcomed by the delicious smell of frying bacon and eggs. The kitchen was very relaxing and neat, painted in tranquil colours to make you feel at home, unfortunately it worked. Kris and Jay plonked themselves in their usual seats while I made my way to the fridge to get myself my favourite caffeinated beverage. Hemp. It was my heaven-in-a-can. Seriously, I couldn't imagine life without it.

"Morning girls. I made some bacon and eggs if you's are hungry. Sit down Kim." Lila's soft voice said, the hand that wasn't holding the pan of food motioning for me to sit. I cracked open my can of Hemp and took a swig.

"Mmmm yum Lila. You are like the best cook in the whole entire world." Jaycee complimented through mouthfuls. I was kind of hungry because I hadn't had any lunch or dinner last night so I munched down on Lila's delicious meal. Mmmm, she is such a good cook.

"Yeah. You should like have your own T.V show." Kristal said as she wolfed down her eggs.

"Yeah aye!" I agreed loudly too. Lila blushed deeply through her russet skin.

"Thanks guys, I'm glad you all like it," she glanced at her watch before smoothing down her outfit; black skinny jeans shaped her legs, a loose white shirt and a denim vest-like jacket. Her black, silky Quileute trademark hair was pulled into a tight ponytail, swinging as she moved. Needless to say she was beautiful.

"I've gotta go girls, see you after school." And with that she was out the door.

We all ate in silence for a few moments as we savoured every last bite because none of us ate cafeteria food. Again, nasty stuff that is.

"So... are we game or not?" Kristal asked after putting her dishes in the sink.

"Game for what?" I asked vaguely, wondering what she was on about.

"Lee's party of course! You think you're gonna get out of it that easily?" she cried loudly.

"Hell yeah!" Jay exclaimed, slapping a high five with Kris. I rolled my eyes at their enthusiasm.

"Come on we'd better get to school." I said anxiously checking the clock.

"Yeah we don't want to miss your first day of anti-Jared-ness now do we?" Kristal replied in an innocent tone as she grinned.

"Can't wait." I muttered sarcastically, knowing today was going to be a long day.

I hope you liked that chapter! I will try to update again ASAP...

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