Chapter 1

"Yes" Paul yelled, punching the air with his fist. Me, and Sam both groaned. The three of us were gathered around an ancient television in Sam's pokey front room. We had placed bets on the wrestlers, who had just finished pulverising each other.

Me, and Sam knew it was fixed, Paul on the other hand was certain his wrestler would win. We were sure he would loose. It seemed my good luck had just changed.

We grimaced as we handed over our money. Paul grinned and called us both sore losers. Sam laughed as he said " Yeah we're really sore losers". He rolled his eyes at me. " We've reacted worse then you did, when you lost the bet on that football game and put your foot through the door". Paul gritted his teeth and glared at Sam. I sensed an argument and, knowing Paul, it could lead to a brawl.

Like the peace maker I am, said " alright guys, cool it, Sam could we get that lift to school?"

"Sure, hop in".

Paul still annoyed at the jibe, "I have my own car, I can get there myself." And he ran out of the house to his beat up hatchback, parked outside.

Me, and Sam exchanged grins. Sam climbed in the front seat and I sprawled out in the back with my rucksack. I closed my eyes and sighed. Today would be my first day at school since I had changed.

I had changed. I had changed big time. I had been growing at a very fast rate for a while. Not just upwards, I was broader too. And stronger.

I had changed. From a boy, into a man. From a normal human, into a werewolf. Yup, I really had changed. I had to be more careful now. Ignore every jibe. Never get angry. I wondered how Paul managed. Grades and expectations didn't matter. I had to be careful to never, ever hurt anyone.

Sam swore in the front. I had been too wrapped up in my own thoughts to have noticed when the car wouldn't start. Sam turned the key again. The car gave a wheeze and sounded like it was ill.

"Sorry Jared, looks like I can't take you in". I closed my eyes again. "S, alright man. I'll run".

Sam smiled. "Thanks Jared, I knew you'd understand". That's right. I could never hold a grudge and sometimes that stunk. Sam got out of the car first and went back towards his house. Emily walked out the front door. When she saw Sam her face broke into a huge smile. We could see all the beauty in Emily, even with her flaws. Sam however, saw no flaws. To Sam Emily was everything.

They ran to each other and locked in an embrace. I looked away. Their moment was private, not meant to be shared. It always felt like a violation when I heard these memories in Sam's thoughts. I got out of the car. I was pretty sure I was going to be late even though I was a fast runner.

When I was halfway there it started to rain. I wasn't surprised, just annoyed. Being naturally very warm, I wasn't cold, just wet. Great, I was going to be late my first day back. Wet and late. This was so not my day.

I ran into the main building a few minuets before the bell rang, I leaned against the wall, panting heavily. I was getting some really strange looks off people. Mostly dry people, like people who had their own cars. James, a guy in my English class, came up to say hi.

"Jared, you're back". This kid was really into stating the obvious. He was one of the reasons that I was ill a lot whenever we had to discuss things with each other in the lesson.

"You've been gone a week", see what I mean about the obvious. " You've come back just in time for a test, so good luck with that."

"Thanks James". He gave me two thumbs up and walked off. I really couldn't tell if he was annoying deliberately, or if it was an accident.

I wiped rainwater out of my eyes, and noticed Paul walk up to lean against the wall next to me, smirking.

"Dude, if you'd asked I would have given you a ride". I shot a glare at him, I'm not sure if he noticed.

"Jared, is she in your first class?" I looked in the direction he was staring at and saw Macy Grey, a girl in my first lesson, Biology.

I turned back to Paul and nodded "Why?"

"Make sure she gets my number". He winked at her as she passed, and she fluttered her eyelashes.

"See? See what she did Jared? She likes me". I rolled my eyes at him. I was pretty sure it was me she was flirting with.

"Paul. I'm not too sure if she really does like you all that much".

I was trying to be kind. Girls didn't really like Paul. He was stronger and taller then most other guys, and I guess he was OK looking, but his reputation for being jealous, and unable to recognise "back off" signs, was well known.

Paul wasn't listening to me and was busy pulling a scrap of paper out of his rucksack, and scribbling his number on it. I kicked the wall impatiently as the bell rang.

Paul was taking a long time, struggling to make his writing legible.

He threw it at me. " Make sure she gets it".

I mumbled under my breath about how stubborn and pushy Paul was. Honestly, Macy was cute, but not that cute.

I walked into my classroom and glanced around. I could tell immediately that Mr Hanson, my teacher, was in a bad mood.

"Lateness is not what I expect from students in my class". He snapped. He was standing with his arms spread out, with posture that was apparently meant to appear threatening. I smirked down at the man, whose head barely reached my shoulder.

Mr Hanson's eyes narrowed and he looked like he was considering giving me a detention, but then his eyes flashed towards my strong, broad shoulders and up again to my confident smirk and short hair cut.

I knew who looked the most threatening out of the two of us. He moved to the side to let me pass and reach my desk at the front.

I smirked again before walking in the opposite direction to what he expected. I tapped Macy on the shoulder. She looked up and fluttered her eyelashes. I felt my smile grow.

"Hi there". I was whispering in her ear, the entire class's eyes were on us. I didn't normally flirt, I just wanted to have some fun. Hey, can you blame me? You try running around for a week with Sam and Paul's voices going round your head.

I remember how I thought I was going mad. Thought I was dying. Felt myself explode out of my skin. Can you blame me for wanting a little bit of female attention?

"You know my friend Paul?" I pulled back to watch her face. "He asked me to give you his number". I slapped the scrap of paper down on the table in front of her. She seemed to struggle with something for a moment.

"Wait you're not asking me out?"

"Nope, sorry" I heard sniggers coming from around the room.

"Please return to your seat" said an angry voice.

"Yes sir" Although it wasn't how I wanted it to sound, the words came out mocking.

I turned around and looked over at the girl who was sitting next to my empty seat. The girl with a slight smile playing on her lips.

Ok, this is my first fanfic so please be nice, Review!! And I promise the story will get better!