Kim's POV

You know how sometimes you just can't fit in, no matter how hard you try, it just doesn't work? Like you know, the poor person walking on the sidewalk when the car goes by and drenches them with mud. Ya, well that poor, unlucky person is me, Kim. I was never the popular kid at school, and I didn't mind, it was just the way life was for me. I didn't think anything of it. I had my few friends that were kind and loyal, and that was definitely enough for me. I was, and still am a naturally shy person, most people respect that and don't try to bug me, they know it is no use, I never did anything wrong.

The name of the school's hottest guy and my major crush was Jared. My entire life was practically based off of him. Ya, I know, pretty imbarrasing. He is descended from the Quilute tribe, just like the rest of us in the private school. I even write his name all over my notebooks in class. At this point, I don't even care if anyone sees it. If they have a problem, they will just have to get used to it. I have nothing to hide, everyone knows I like him. And they don't care... I think.

So anyway, Jared is just about the most hot and popular kid in school, never mind the whole town, and I am just about the least popular kid in the school. The good thing is, Jared was okay with who I was, like most. His friend were also cool. Their names are Sam, Jacob, Seth,Quil, Embry, and a couple more. It was weird, a couple of his friends could not seem to leave the side of their girlfriends. It was almost as if they were attached to them.

After a long day of school that consisted of two tests and Mr. Ryger blabbing on and on about cell mitosis, I was tired and decided to walk home as fast as possible so I could have time to rest.

I was about half a mile away from my house when my backpack broke and everything came spilling out on the concrete of the side walk.

Great, I thought, just what I needed right now.

So I bent down to pick everything up, and I heard that sound of my favorite pair of jeans ripping. Why is this happening to me? Why? WHY?

After I finally got home, I made myself a cup of tea and did my homework. Man, I really wasn't feeling too hot! I felt like was going to throw up. I told my mom.

"It's okay hun. You'll be alright by tommorow, I'll give you an aspirin and you can rest."

"Thanks, ma."

The next day I was just the same, so I decided to skip school. This was were everything changed.

I got back to school the day after that, a Friday. Perfect. I could get time to do my work I missed. Thank goodness!

When I went to my first period, science, I really noticed how freakishly tall Jared was getting. I mean, he and his friends were nearly 5 or 6 inches taller than any other boy, incredibly muscular, and thin. Quite odd, huh. I also noticed that he wasn't in school the day I was out either, so we both went up to the front of the class to collect what we missed in class.

That was when it happened- Jared looked at me, and not just a quick glance, he looked at me, like in the eyes. He stared at me for 15 whole seconds untill he finally said something. You may think I am crazy, but seriously, I could tell something was up by the way his eyes looked when he saw me. It was different than how he looked at any other girl he saw, met, or even dated. I was so excited- could this be actually be real?

Once Jared caught my eye, he abruptly stopped, nearly falling into the lap of the kid in front of him. His eyes were huge and his mouth fell open at me. There was this odd look in his eyes... it was really wierd... but good... really good... It was the same look that Sam gave Emily, his fiance. Finally he spoke. "Oh! Ummmm.... hey. I'm Jared.... oh yeah, of course you know that. Duh! Sorry.... I mean I'm not sorry... I mean yes...I mean- I don't know what I mean. What am I saying? Oh shit... SHOOT!!! I mean shoot! That's what I mean. Duh, I know what I mean, cuz if I didn't know what I mean I wouldn't be here. Wow. That was smooth. Sorry about that. Of course I know what I mean. Wait I already said that. It's just that... never mind." He stuttered completely defeated as he turned bright red. Ya, something was way up. In fact, it was so high up, you couldn't even reach it by plane or spaceship! Why would Jared finally see me now, when he knew I existed all along but didn't say anything? This made no sense. I mean I'm almost sure he'd looked me in the eye before once or twice, right?

"Wow! That was deep, Jared!" said Sam. He was making fun of Jared and how much he was stuttering.

"Shut up, Sam." Jared said, still completely defeated and pissed as he realized he was up in front of the class with everyone laughing about his sad public display.

"It's nice to finally talk to you, I'm Kim. But of course you probably know that." I said to help him out. Of course I wasn't feeling any less awkward either.

"Ya, thanks. Do you want to sit with me at lunch?"

"Umm.. kind of! Thanks!" I said, really blushing. If I put an apple up to my face, there would be no difference in color. Wait a minute... let's think. Okay.... now he was asking me to sit with him at lunch?! This was weird, I needed to get to the bottom of this. This type of...of...thing just doesn't happen to people like me. It just doesn't. This is a trap, I know it. I thought. Oh well, it is a really fun trap if that is the case.

"Hey you guys, sorry to spoil the moment, and not that you're little conversation isn't interesting, but seriously, we need to get back to class. You wasted 7 minutes already. Go get your packets and return to your seats. I won't give out a detention if you keep quiet.": Mr. Ryger said. Oh come on, don't ruin it, I thought.

"Fine"

He didn't let go of my gaze untill class was over.

Something was up, and I needed to know.