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Day 2: Scar's Point of View

Luna was all dolled up, ready to go out. Even though all we were doing was going to school.

"This is a stupid idea." I commented as she fixed her black eye liner.

Luna's reflection gave me a wolf like grin. "It's only stupid to you."

I rolled my eyes. "This is not the way you are going to get the school back on your side."

"Want to bet on it?" She asked, cackling like an evil nymph.

"Sure!" I said, throwing my hands into the air. "Why not? What could possibly go wrong?"

"I agree with Luna." My boyfriend said quietly.

"Shut it, Shawn." I said.

"No." Luna said, "He can help us. People trust him."

I smiled at the irony. My boyfriend was the leader of one of the toughest gangs in town, but Luna was right about people trusting him.

"Fine." I sighed, giving up. "Do what you want. Just don't come crying to me when it all goes wrong."

Luna turned and smiled. "It won't go wrong."

I rolled my eyes. "Sure, whatever."

Shawn came over and hugged me. "Have a bit more faith in Luna. I'm sure this will all work out."

I rolled my eyes and muttered. "Famous last words."

Luna walked into the gym, all business. She tied up her hair as she walked over to Candy and the rest of the cheer leaders. I couldn't help but notice Cami who was gravitation close to the enemy. I snarled at her, but Luna nodded at me.

"Hey, bitches!" Luna called, getting everyone's attention.

"What are you doing here?" Candy asked, turning her nose up at Luna.

"I thought I would see what my old team was up to." Luna said, smiling her evil smile.

"They are NOT your team any more." Candy said. "So why don't you just leave?"

"Hey." Luna replied and winked at me. "We just wanted to watch."

"Whatever." Candy said, turning away with a flip of her hair. "All right girls, let's get started."

Candy launched into a bad cheer leading routine that seemed to be centered around herself. Luna looked at me and raised an eyebrow. Luna walked over and placed her phone on the ground. A club tune blasted out of the phone as Luna began to dance.

Forget about your boyfriend and meet me at the hotel room,

you can bring your girlfriends and meet me at the hotel room.

I watched as Luna made her body glide to the lyrics. Half her moves were ballet, a quarter club dancing and finally some gymnastics. Some of the girls began to follow her dance moves, clearly enjoying the vibe. I even gave up on my reservations and joined in.

"Oh my word!" One of the girls said at the end. "That was awesome!"

Everyone began to cluster around Luna, talking about her dance.

"Hey!" Candy said over the noise. "This is MY team."

Luna smiled. "Fine. Those who want to stay in your crappie little team can stay here. My team is going to go practice on the main field."

Luna grabbed her stuff and walked out of the silent gym. I followed her out, flipping Candy off. It felt good to be back in control.

Luna's Point of View

I had used my wolf power to add to some of the moves, but generally I was happy with the results. My old team was a little more willing to accept me now that I proved myself. But Candy still wanted control, so I decided to let the team choose whom they would back.

I was outside on the grass, basking in the sun. When I was in La Push, I missed the heat. Now it just seemed to be too hot. Secretly, I missed the rain. I missed the smell of the forest.

"Oh my higher powers!" Scar said, coming to sit next to me. "That. Was. Awesome."

I smiled lazily. "Thanks."

"Props on killing Candy." She said.

I stretched. "She deserves the ass kicking."

I opened my eyes slowly, watching more than half the team coming out.

"Hey, guys and girls." I said.

The looked around uncertainly, but sat down on the grass. The team had been ten people when they were inside. Now there were only seven taking my side.

I sat up straighter, looking each one in their eyes. All their attention was fixed on me. I smiled warmly before I began to speak.

"Things are going to different." I said. "This squad will be different. We are not looking for the most popular or the prettiest girls. It goes for the guys also. I want people who can dance on my team. If any of you are going to pull the bitch card on me, I will end you on the spot."

About three girls left, so I took a breath.

"I know this is different, but it's going to work." I said.

"I nominate Luna for Captain!" Someone said.

I looked for the voice in the crowd. I recognized Amy. She was a little younger than the rest of us, but she had earned her place on the team. Amy was an amazing singer and she had stared in many of the school productions. Her long hair was brown and curly and her eyes were dark. Amy wasn't very tall, but she was thin. Her skin was pale, almost reminding me of Bella.

"Second!" Scar said.

We took a quick vote and I was made official captain. Quickly, I made Scar my co-captain; this was sort of how the team used to be.

"Okay, our first project starts now." I said to my new team.

I told them my plan and sent them off. As they left, I flipped open my phone and called a familiar number. I really shouldn't have been calling him again, but I still wanted some closure.

La Push: Sam's Point of View

Quil ran into my house, smiling.

"Luna called." He almost sang.

I swallowed my feeling of betrayal and tried to smile at her cousin. We both knew it was false, but Quil was too excited to care.

"She made Jake come home!" He said, grinning wildly.

"Jacob's is coming back?" I asked.

The stupid boy had been gone for two weeks. Jake had needed the time to cool off about Luna. I had tried to give him the space and that seemed to help.

"Yeah." Quil said, a little deflated. "Luna made me pass on a message to him. There is one for you, too."

"I don't want to hear it." I said, turning away.

"She said she was sorry." Quil said, ignoring my reaction. "She would have called you herself, but you weren't answering her calls and you know how she feels about leaving messages."

I nodded. "Thanks."

Quil huffed. "Please just give Luna a chance. She wasn't happy here."

"You know that's not true." I said.

"She doesn't believe that," Quil replied.

Suddenly, Paul burst into the room, bouncing around.

"Paul, what did you do now?" I asked. "And tell me before I kill you."

"Yeah, tell us so we can organise a lawyer for you." Quil added. "I heard Jared is a pretty great attorney."

I couldn't help but give a small chuckle.

"Jake's back!" Paul said. "He just went to go talk to his dad, but he should be here soon."

I nodded, not as optimistic as my pack members.

"You do know this isn't going to be easy?" I said to them. "He's still going to be hurting over her."

Paul nodded. "We'll keep it on the D.L."

"D.L?" Quil asked.

Paul rolled his eyes. "Down low."

I smiled, noticing how Jake's return had given new life to the pack.

California: Luna's Point of View

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Scar asked for the millionth time.

I had been back home in California for a few weeks now. I figured it was about three weeks since I left La Push. I couldn't lie to myself about things being easier, but I was making it work.

"I find your lack of faith in me disturbing." I said to my best friend. "I'm still Luna Ateara and I can still do anything."

Changing the topic, Shawn added, "Isn't it only a week until your eighteen?"

I flipped my phone open, looking at the date. Shawn was right.

"Yeah." Scar said, brightening up. "I can't wait."

I sighed. "Can we just get this done?"

Scar paled, but nodded. "If you're sure about this?"

"I am." I said, my lips tight.

I led Shawn and Scar into the club. The music pounded as we moved through the crowd, heading to the bar. Seeing the guy I was looking for, I fixed my hair and plastered a false smile on my face.

"Hey, Brad!" I called, pushing my way over to him.