I sat staring at my desk, trying to make shapes from the wood designs

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I sat staring at my desk, trying to make shapes from the wood designs. So far I've been able to make out a lion and a bear with one ear slightly larger then the other. I was now in my sixth period literature class, and completely bored.

"Mss. Merchant," The teacher's voice trailed off. I looked up at him, "Please pay attention."

How was I supposed to pay attention to this man? He was going over the rules for the classroom. In fact all my teachers had the same agenda, bore us all to death by telling us the same exact rules. I looked up to him, not wanting to seem disrespectful.

But then it happened again, I could feel the stares of the blonde boy from the cafeteria. I reasoned with myself that he was just looking my way, or past me, so I continued to listen to the teacher, who was trying to make a joke about a student putting gum under the desk and how a janitor might hit his head trying to clean it. Very funny Mr. Draven.

But I could still feel his eyes on me and they were making me uneasy. I had to do it though; both my mind and body were telling me to. I turned my head, acting as if I were looking down at the floor, and quickly looked up to him. He was, infact, looking directly at me. I stared back at him, trying to see if he would look away, but he didn't, he just continued to stare at me. My heart jumped a bit, and I looked away from him.

The school bell rang loudly ending today's courses of classes. I gathered all of my things and threw my bag over my shoulder. I pushed past some students who had stopped in the doorway to admire Mr. Draven's book collection. I finally walked out of the door and shivered a bit from the sudden just of cool air that hit my face. I could hear the light rain hitting the top of the metal awnings above me.

I felt my way through by bag, searching for my car keys while I walked down the wet pavement, I turn a corner to walk into the parking lot and looked up to my car, well my mom's brand new Ford Taurus. I was lucky enough that she let me drive it to and from school, especially since I was giving Lilly rides home. I noticed Lilly standing next to the passenger door looking down at her phone, most likely texting. My hands finally found my keys and I pulled them out, securing my bag back under my arm. The sprinkling water coming from the sky was now starting to pour, so I quickly ran to my car unlocking it for both of us to get in.

"You came just in time," Lilly laughed putting on her seat belt.

Lilly would sometimes be a mystery to me, sometimes she would be mad at me, and then out of nowhere, she will be happy, and act as if nothing went wrong. I usually just shrug it off, and play along with her though.

"Yah," I laughed putting the key into the ignition and starting my car, "Did I leave you waiting long?"

"No, I was just texting Dominic."

"Dominic?" I looked at her surprised, "Like Dominic, Dominic?"

"Yah," She purposely made her voice dreamy.

I laughed pulling out of my parking space, and pulling into the line of cars waiting to depart from the parking lot.

"What the hell?" Lilly's voice seemed amused.

"What is it?"

"Look," I looked over at her and then to where she was looking, it was the boy from my class, he was staring directly into the car right at me, not even blinking, "Do you know him?"

"No…" My voice trailed off as I looked away from him and concentrated on the back of the car infront of me, "Is he still looking?"

"Yah," She started to laugh, "That's kind of freaky."

"A little," I sighed, "He's been staring at me all day."

"Weird," She murmured looking at the students walking, "Look there's Dominic!"

I turned my face to look outside and saw Dominic Thomson walking out of the school. I had to admit, he was quiet attractive, and he dressed nicely to.

"Damn he's fine, he dresses so fresh," I laughed at Lilly's words. She watched Dominic walk over to his car, "What is up with that guy?"

"Huh?" I asked finally being able to move out of the parking lot and onto the main road.

"Jasper," She said turning the heater vent towards her.

"Who?"

"The guy staring at you."

"His name is Jasper?"

"You didn't know that? He's part of the Cullen family."

"The Cullen family?"

"You know, the pale kids that sit at the back of the cafeteria."

"Oh," I realized stepping on the gas a bit more. Jasper, what an unusual name, "So his name is Jasper Cullen?"

"Oh no, his name is Jasper Hale, he was adopted, in fact I do believe they were all adopted."

"Wow, there's like five of them, right?"

"Yah," She sighed as if she were bored of the subject already.

The drive to Lilly's house was long and wet, though I didn't mind driving her home, it would sometimes be time consuming to my own schedule, since she lived all the way in La Push. The only reason I did it was because I didn't have to pay for the gas, and my mom would secretly pay me extra fifty dollars for it.

I didn't understand why Lilly wanted so badly to attend Forks High. She lived so close to the school in La Push, but yet she begged her mom to let her go to Forks.

"Any hot senor guys in your class?" Lilly asked halfway through the ride picking at some of her dead ends. My mind went straight to Jasper, but I quickly shook that thought away.

"Well, not really," I turned into La Push, "There are just the regular people we see everyday."

"Yah that's true, we need to visit Port Angeles, go sight seeing."

I laughed at her comment. Lilly could be one of the funniest people sometimes, especially when she made herself sound like a pimp

I pulled into her gavel driveway and stopped my car.

"Thanks for the ride, I'll call you tonight," She said getting out of the car, she shut the door and walked up her porch and into her house. I pulled back out of the driveway and made way back to Forks.

Halfway through the drive I felt my phone vibrate. I pulled it out of my pocket trying to keep my eyes on the road. I looked down at the phone to see who was calling, but it was an unknown caller. I slid my phone up and then put it on speaker.

"Hello?"

There was dead silence.

"Hello?"

The line was still quiet.

"Hello?" I asked for the third time, making my voice impatient.

I slid my phone down to hang it up and put it between my legs as I turned the corner to enter Forks.

It was 4pm when I finally reached my house. Quickly I ran inside my house, getting drenched from the rain. I walked inside and hung my jacket on the hook and kicked off my muddy shoes.

"Mom's mad at you," My younger brother Ben said in the living room.

"Why's that?" I asked walking into the living room and throwing my body onto the couch. I watched my brother play his new anti-drug, his Xbox 360, which seemed to consume most of his home life.

"You didn't feed Butters," He laughed while his character shot a zombie.

"What! That's not even my dog! He's yours!"

"Yah I know," He laughed.

I got up from the couch and hit him on the back of his head. I walked into the kitchen and noticed my mother mixing some contents in a bowl.

"Hey mom," I walked to the cupboard and pulled out a glass.

"How was your day dear?" She asked leaning against the counter. I filled my glass with water from the fridge and sat down at the table.

"You'll never believe what happened mom," I took a drink from my cup.

"What?"

"They kicked me out of all my classes!"

My moms face fell as she gave me a shocked look, "What did you do?"

"They wanted me to be a senor! But I said no!" It was always fun to mess around with my mothers head.

"You what! Do you realize how great that would have looked on your college applications?"

"Mom, calm down," I laughed take another swallow of water, "I'm joking, I'm now officially a senor!"

"No way."

Ben walked into the kitchen and sat in a chair in front of me.

"Yes way, I guess we won't be going to high school together after all."

Me and my brother had always been three years apart, and next year when I was suppose to be a senor, he would just begin his freshman year.

"Psh, That's I good thing, I don't want you to be trying to hang around me."

"Ha, I don't hang around little nerds!"

Ben rolled his eyes, and my mom went back to the counter to start preparing for dinner.

"Congratulations dear," She said turning back around, "Dinner will be ready in about an hour."

"Sure thing mom," I left the kitchen and waked up the carpeted stairs, I walked down the narrow hallway and shut myself in my room. I took my phone out of my bag to put it on my charger, but checked for any new text messages. Instead, there were two missed calls from the same unknown caller. I pressed the call back button and pressed my phone against my ear.

It rang twice and then stopped. I knew someone answered, but just wasn't saying anything. I felt my heart leap a bit. My mind started to focus on those movies about men calling women and stalking them, but I knew that was mostly fake and I tried my best to shake it out of my thoughts.

"Hello? Did you call me?"

There was no answer.

"Who is this?" I asked getting frustrated. I couldn't hear breathing or anything, but then the silence was broken.

"Jazz, Esme needs you help."

The line suddenly cut off. Jazz? I wondered to myself.