Thanks so much to all of my readers, and especially to my reviewers cc and Kate! You two rock! I would like to see some more reviews though...

Anyways, if y'all would like to know how I picture some of my characters here you go:

Juliet: She's such an Alexis Bledel to me-very Rory Gilmore.

Heath: Steven R. McQueen is Heath. Like to the 'T.'

Kim: Selena Gomez because she's just so darn cute, and that's how I see Kim.

All of the characters from the Wolf Pack, like Leah and Jared and Paul, I love the way they were casted and I really couldn't be any happier with them!

So, without further ado, here is chapter 2!


The days went by very slowly in La Push, Washington. What had felt like months to me had only been in reality a few days. I was miserable, and the stupid, rainy weather was just making my disposition even worse. Rain and I had never really gotten along. Needless to say, I had stayed inside for most of my time in La Push, and there wasn't much to do. After reading book after book to keep myself from dying of complete boredom, I had finally finished all of the books I had brought with me from North Carolina. I was a fast reader. My mother offered to loan me some of her books to read, but her books uninterested me—they were all about Quileute legends and the history of the tribe. I didn't want to read any of that.

"This place is so weird," I whined as my best friend, Allie, and I skyped on our laptops. Seeing each other, even though it wasn't in person, was much better than talking on the phone. "I wish I was back home."

Allie smiled sympathetically, her honey blonde hair in a bouncing in a high ponytail on top of her cute head. "I'm sorry, Juliet. I wish you were here, too. Home hasn't really been the same without you if it makes you feel any better."

It did make me feel a touch better. At least my friends missed me as much as I missed them, but I doubt they had as much time to sit around and think about it as I did.

"I can't believe you haven't met any cool new people," Allie commented. She wasn't used to moving or being the new kid in town the way I was. To Allie, moving was a way to start over, and be whoever you wanted to be, not who you actually were.

"I did meet this one girl named Kim," I told Allie. "Heath and I kinda crashed a party our first night in town, and she was there and introduced us to some of her boyfriend and his friends. They were really hot, but strange."

Allie giggled. "Hot, but strange? I think that's a good combination. Did anyone of them stand out to you? You got a boyfriend you aren't telling me about?"

"Well there was this one guy named Paul…"

"Ooh, Paul. Tell me more about this Paul fellow."

I sighed, blowing a piece on my bangs into the air. Allie was probably going to blow the Paul situation way out of proportion. "He's a starer, Al. He stares. Weirdly. Like, the moment I met him, he started staring at me, and he didn't really stop until I left."

"Well, he's hot isn't he?" Allie questioned me. In the video, I could see her painting her fingernails hot pink as she talked to me.

I nodded.

"Jules, hot totally trumps strange. I say you go for it, and jump his bones," Allie said nonchalantly, like this was the kind of conversation we had every day. "It can just be a fling, nothing serious. Don't you want to have a little fun while you're away? Plus, it'll be a great story to tell our girlfriends when you come home. Elizabeth will be so jealous that you hooked up with some hot native guy."

"You're such a whore," I laughed at Allie's crazy idea, and she rolled her eyes. "Well, I'm going to leave you. I'm going to a little get together tonight."

"Is Paul the hot, but strange guy going to be there?" Allie screamed before I hung up our video chat on her. She would get over it.

Kim had called me a few days after Heath and I had interrupted her friends' party. I hadn't actually intended on calling her unless I ever got really desperately bored, but since she called me, I couldn't ignore her or screen her calls. That would have just been rude. Anyways, Kim had invited Heath and I to join her on Saturday night at 7 o'clock to watch movies at Embry Call's house with her and some of the other people I met my first night in town. I was a little reluctant to go, but Heath and my parents had pretty much forced me to tell Kim that I would be going. Heath wanted to go because he thought Kim was hot (even though he had no chance in Hell because Kim's boyfriend was ten times better looking than Heath was), and my parents wanted Heath and I out of the house so they could have some "alone time," as they called it.

"Jules, do you think I should wear the blue polo tonight?" Heath held up a sky blue polo to his body with his left hand as he stood in the doorway of my room, uninvited. Another polo, a dark brown one, was in his right hand. "Or does it just clash with the color of my eyes? Cause you know, they're blue, too."

"Heath, I don't really care, and I don't think anyone else will either," I rolled my eyes as I picked through my own closet to find something decent to wear. It wasn't like I didn't care how Heath or I looked, but, in my opinion, there wasn't anyone to really impress. Kim was way out of Heath's league.

"What's wrong with you?" Heath sauntered up to me, sounding ready to pick a fight. "You look like one unhappy girl."

"I'm fine," I sighed. Truthfully, I just wanted to be at home in North Carolina, but there was no use in complaining about it to Heath. We weren't going home, and he would just make fun of me. "Wear the brown one."

"Really? I don't especially care for this one—." My brother asked, taking a close look at the brown polo shirt held up to his body in the mirror hanging on my door.

"Heath, the blue one makes you look fat."

Heath looked taken aback for a split second before he sneered at me, and walked out of my bedroom door. I chuckled for a moment before going back to my closet to pick out an outfit. After rifling through all of my clothes for about five minutes, I decided on wearing a pair of my favorite dark wash jeans that made my butt look great, a plain coral colored top, and a soft cheetah print cardigan that I loved along with a pair of ballet flats. The outfit was cute and comfortable, just the way I liked things.

"Mom, can we take the car?" Heath asked after the two of us had finished getting ready. Neither of us had a car with us in La Push. Heath had totaled his last car, a white Nissan Altima, and my parents refused to get him a new one until he started being more responsible. My car, a cute little red VW Bug convertible, had been left at home to be shipped to us once we had settled in, but hopefully I would have it before school started so I wouldn't have to ride the bus.

"Only if Juliet drives," My mom answered, handing me the keys to her black Volvo xc90 SUV. I was a much safer driver than Heath; he was reckless when he got behind the wheel of a car. "And be careful. The roads are wet. Who all is going to be at this "thing" anyways? Will there be alcohol there? Do you need Dad or me to drop you off?"

"Charlotte, leave the kids alone," My dad laughed from his seat on the leather couch in the living room. "They need to have some fun around here."

My mom 'hmph-ed' before going back to reading a Quileute symbols book while sitting at the bar in the kitchen. I loved my mom, but she was a little uptight; Heath always joked and said I got my personality from here even though I defiantly protested at the suggestion every time it was brought up.

"Thanks, Dad," I went and kissed my dad on the cheek. I had always been a Daddy's girl, but I was thankful to him for getting my mom off mine and Heath's back. "We won't be out too late."

Heath and I got in the Volvo and followed the directions Kim had given to Embry Call's house. Embry's house wasn't too far away from our house, just like most everything else in town. We could have even walked to Embry's house if we had wanted to. It was a small cabin style house that looked similar to many houses in the La Push. Kim's car was parked on the street in front of the house as well as another car I didn't recognize.

"I can't believe Mom made us bring her nasty brownies," I whispered, holding a try of burnt-looking brownies in my hands, as Heath and I walked to the front door. "We should have just thrown them out the window on our way here."

"Those things aren't even edible," Heath examined them closer. Our mom, God bless her, wasn't much of a cook even though she tried to be.

Embry answered the door after we knocked and graciously let us into his home where we found that Kim, Jared, Seth, Colin, Quil, and Brady were there. Lounging in a recliner was another girl, but I hadn't met her at the party. While Kim was the girl-next-door type, girl was very exotic. She had perfect copper colored skin, a statuesque, model like body, and her dark hair was cut in a short pixie cute. However, the look on this girl's face was the complete opposite of Kim's smiling face; this new girl looked almost as if she'd rather be anywhere but here.

"Hey, drunk guy!" Brady called out to Heath loudly. Heath waved at the huge guy sheepishly. I wasn't sure if Heath even remembered how he had acted the first night we were in town. If he did, he hadn't mentioned anything to me about it. "You guys brought brownies. Sweet."

"Trust me," I threw the brownies in the first trash can I saw. "You don't want to eat these."

"Juliet, this is Leah Clearwater, Seth's older sister," Kim introduced me to the girl I didn't recognize. The girl nodded in my direction, but she didn't respond to me very friendly. "Leah, this is Juliet Hudson, she's new to town, and that's her brother Heath."

"So you're the girl who has Paul acting all strange?" Leah looked me in the eyes, a knowing smirk on her gorgeous face.

I wasn't quite sure how to respond. Paul had acted peculiar, but it was kind of awkward to be asked a question about some guy I didn't really know. "Um, yeah, I guess…"

"Speaking of the devil, I think Paul is here, Juliet," Kim said a little too excitedly, and I had a bad feeling she was going to try to hook me up with Paul the hot, but strange guy. "Hey, Paul! Over here!"

Bad thoughts ran through my head as Paul, who was walking our way looking just as hot and acting just as strange. He was already staring at me, but not as bad as the last time I saw him. I could tell he was making an effort not to seem weird to me. Maybe Kim had told him that I thought he was kind of odd.

"Uh, hey," I was the only one Paul even acknowledged out of us three girls that were standing in the corner of Embry's living room. Paul even knew Leah and Kim better than he knew me, yet he didn't even say, or look, at the two of them.

"Hello," I responded somewhat shyly. I wasn't really used to huge, good looking guys like Paul staring at me like I was the only girl in the world.

Kim perked up, pretending like she heard something but Paul and I both knew she hadn't. "Oh, Leah I think Embry just called our name from the kitchen. We should go see what he wants."

Kim grabbed Leah, who didn't resist, by the arm and dragged her to where I assumed the kitchen was, leaving me alone with Paul. Well, technically we weren't alone since there will people all around us, but Paul was the only person besides me in the little corner Kim, Leah, and I had been standing in. I would have to remember to say something to Kim about this later.

"How have you been enjoying La Push?" Paul's question took me off guard for a moment. I wasn't sure if I should answer him truthfully or say what I was sure he wanted to hear.

Ah, whatever. There was no use in lying to the guy. "It's been pretty crappy."

Of course, Paul acted the complete opposite of how I expected him to act. I had thought he would try to act like he was sorry or pity me for having to move so far at such an inconvenient time, but no. Paul laughed at me.

"What is so funny?" I asked, confused at his response.

"I could kind of tell you weren't enjoying yourself," Paul smiled, and his whole face lit up. I had thought he'd been handsome before, but when he smiled, he was even more gorgeous. For some reason out of my body's control, my heart skipped a beat.

"Is it that obvious?" I cringed, both at how my response to La Push probably looked to the town's natives and my body's reaction to Paul's smile.

"Don't worry, I'm the only one who has noticed," Paul reassured me. "I'm pretty observant when it comes to people."

"Yo, Paul, Juliet, we're about to start watching the movie," Colin called out, interrupting our conversation. Heath stood beside him on the other side of the room staring at Paul and me.

Everyone was making their way into the living room to sit down and watch the movie as Embry popped the DVD into the DVD player. I sat down on the sofa between Paul and Kim, who was on the other side of Jared. Jared and Paul were both so massive that they took up most of the sofa leaving all of us pretty squished together, but not uncomfortably so.

"What movie are we watching?" I asked Kim, but she shrugged her shoulders.

"We're watching Saw," Embry grinned. I could have screamed in terror if it wasn't for all the people around. I absolutely hated horror movies with the passion of a thousand white hot suns.

"Hey, are you okay?" Paul placed his large hand softly on my shoulder, a concerned look coloring his handsome face. "Juliet?"

"Yeah," I was shocked by his touch. His hand was so warm, unnaturally so. I literally felt like his hand was burning the skin on my back where his hand was touching. As if he realized exactly what I was thinking, Paul removed his hand from my shoulder quickly. It had been there a little too long for normal contact. "I just don't like scary movies."

"Oh," Paul cleared his throat quietly. He seemed a little shaken up to me, but I couldn't be sure if he was or not since I barely knew him.

Kim, Heath, and I spent the whole movie jumping and flinching and screaming at every little thing that happened while all of the big strong guys and Leah didn't wince one time. They even managed to laugh at some of the goriest parts of the movie while Kim and I were buried in each other's lap, trying not to see the scene that was going on before us. Heath tried to act like Paul and Jared and the other guys did, but he couldn't take the gore either. He just stared at the screen in horror.

I caught Paul many times looking like he was going to reach his hand over to grab mine or comfort me in some way during the movie. He looked torn and confused, but he never went through with anything that he looked like he was going to do. It was kind of sweet actually, in a weird way.

"Well, I'm not going to sleep tonight," I said after the movie had ended. The last scary movie I had seen kept my up for a week straight almost. Hopefully I would be able to get my mind on something else when I got home tonight so I could forget about the movie I had just seen.

"Me either," Kim nodded her head vigorously; she was holding on to Jared's huge hand like it was her life line, but her tight grip on his hand didn't seem to faze him at all. "Is your brother okay?"

Heath was sitting on the floor, his face paler than usual. He was obviously scared out of his mind. It looked like he wouldn't be sleeping tonight either. Maybe we could stay up all night watching Boy Meets World like we used to do when we were young. Boy Meets World could always help me get my mind off of things.

"Probably not, but he'll live," I shrugged before looking at the clock. It was 10:45. "We should probably be getting home soon. It's getting kind of late."

"I'll walk you to your car," Paul piped up, saying something for the first time since the movie ended. "You know, if you want me to."

"Sure," I smiled slightly. The attention, while a bit much, was kind of nice. Maybe Allie was right, and I should hook up with Paul. He did seem sweet, and he was definitely hot. There would be no harm in at least kissing the guy as long as I made it clear that it was just a fling, nothing serious.

Heath jumpily took the keys and went and cranked the Volvo while I said good-bye to everyone. Kim hugged me kindly, and I smiled thankful for her being so kind to me. Leah even acknowledged me while I said bye to her. I hadn't even expected her to. I also thanked Embry for letting me come over because it was his house and all; he just smiled.

My brother was already in the car sitting in the passenger seat when Paul walked me outside. The cool summer air was refreshing after being so near to hot (literally and figuratively) Paul for the whole night. Paul was very close to me as we made our way to the Volvo, but not close enough to touch.

"Thanks for walking me to my car. You didn't really have to," I tucked a piece of my wavy light brown hair behind my ear that had escaped my half-ponytail.

"I know," Paul replied and smiled faintly as he stared at me thoughtfully. He closed his warm chocolate eyes for a moment, breathing out calmly. "Would it be too forward of me to ask for your phone number?"

I shook my head no, and he got out his cell phone and I quickly programmed my number into his phone. "Should I get your number, too?"

"No, you won't have to worry about that," Paul smiled again, but brightly this time. "You'll have it soon enough."

I was just about to ask what he meant, but Heath honked the horn and rolled down his window. "Hey, dude, I like you and all, but if you touch my sister, I'm going to have to get out of this car and kick your ass."

I tried to keep my giggling down to a minimum so Heath wouldn't get offended, but Paul and I both knew that Heath couldn't kick Paul's ass in any way, shape, or form. "Sorry about my brother. He's just a little overprotective."

"It's okay, I understand exactly where he's coming from," Paul was pensive again. He showed his emotions clearly on his face.

"I better get going," I moved towards the car door. "Well, good-bye, Paul."

"Bye, Juliet," Paul opened the door for me, and I got in the car and drove towards home. I was definitely starting to think that Allie was right.


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