Summary: Kiley Rackett and Jacob Black used to be best friends. But that all changed one day in their first year of high school. After Jacob turns into a werewolf, he imprints on Kiley. How will Jacob prove to her that he cares about her? Can he prove it?

A/N I'm back with another story! Sorry 'bout the bad summary, but I'm not that good at them! This idea just popped into my head one day and I decided to go with it. Can you tell I get inspired by music a lot? Yeah…it's true! I'm not sure if Bella is gonna be in this or not, but we shall see…

Oh yeah, I do not own Twilight.

…well, actually, I do…it's sitting on my book shelf!

JK! All rights go to SM.

Behind These Hazel Eyes

Prologue

Kiley POV

It was the fourth day of high school, and I was just starting to get into the rhythm of things. I was really glad that I had Jake with me; otherwise I would have felt lost. My morning classes went by quickly, which I was super happy about, and suddenly it was time for lunch. Jacob and I had agreed to meet at out lockers and walk in together so we wouldn't feel awkward. I turned in the right direction and almost immediately got lost in thought.

So far, the only people I had decided to stay away from were a bunch a rowdy jocks and their snobbish girlfriends. I could handle them, but I wasn't sure about Jacob. He had always seemed to like the feeling of being cool. I was pretty sure he would try to be like them eventually, but not right away, since he was trying to get comfortable.

Jake and I had been best friends since forever. We were born together, literally. His birthday was the day before mine. We were practically family, which was a good thing, because that meant he was forced to be okay with the fact that I was a little too weird and goofier than normal. Most of the time, people would always talk about that fact about me. But it didn't really bother me.

"Ouch!"

I had been so deep in thought that when I turned the corner, I had failed to notice a girl carrying a stack of heavy books round the same corner, but going the opposite way. I ran right into her and caused her to drop all her books.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" I said, bending down to help her with her books.

"It's okay," she said, smiling at me.

I smiled back and extended my hand, saying, "I'm Kiley Rackett."

"Leslie Burns," she said and shook my hand. "Um, I'm a freshman, so I don't where things are and I'm a little lost."

"I'm a freshman, too, but I maybe I can help you."

"Cool! Um, do you know where the cafeteria is?" Leslie asked, blushing slightly.

"Yeah, I was just about to head that way, actually. I was going to grab my friend first, but if you wait here, we can walk in together."

"Oh, thanks! That'd be great!"

I smiled at her again, told her to stay put, and walked down the hall to where Jake was waiting. He had his back to me, and he was talking to a group of people who were laughing loudly. As I got closer, I realized he was talking to the popular group. This can't be good.

One of the boys noticed me as I walked up, and gestured to Jacob to turn around.

"Hey," I said once he did. He just raised an eyebrow at me so that his expression said, Who do you think you are? "It's lunchtime," I said slowly.

"And?" he asked, his voice thick with some emotion I couldn't identify.

"And…we walk in together. Duh."

One of the boys behind him laughed and said, "Oh Jacob! Your girlfriend wants you to walk her to lunch."

"She's not my girlfriend," Jake muttered.

"Then get rid of her," some girl with a squeaky voice said.

"Jake, c'mon. Stop messing around," I said, trying to hide my rising panic.

"Why don't you go hang out with all the other freaks and weirdos at this school?" Jacob suggested before striding past me with the other kids laughing and high-fiving each other behind him. I turned slowly, my mouth hanging open and tears springing into my eyes. Leslie hurried up to me, her face shocked.

"Was that your friend?" she asked.

"Yeah. Was." I replied, my voice cracking.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. C'mon, let's go to lunch."

I refused to give them the satisfaction of knowing that I had cried over my lost friend. People grew apart all the time. It wasn't that big of a deal, anyways. I wasn't going to them see tears coming from my eyes, because tears weren't necessary.

If it's bad, sorry, but that's probably the best I can do. Sooo…to make the chapters come faster, review! Actually, they'll probably come either way, but whatever. Tell me what you think! P.S. Sorry it's short, but the next chapter will be longer!