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I zipped up my little hoodie, wishing I had worn something heavier. Who knew La Push summers get chilly in the morning. The dew had frozen to frost, looking like glass tears, sprinkled along the green grass.
Jacob walked on the other side of street, glancing at me every so often, either grinning because he was obviously warmer then I was in his black coat, or pained, but I wasn't sure about that emotion.
Finally unable to take the sidelong glances, I turned my head slightly towards him, "Trust me. The view isn't that great."
He grinned and loped over to my side. I groaned. That's why I didn't open my mouth.
"The view is amazing. Even better up close."
I was suddenly extremely aware that he was radiating extreme heat. I jumped back and gave him a bewildered expression, "You're burning up!" he seemed to find this amusing and gave me and impish smile.
"Am I? Well I guess I don't need this then." He shrugged off his coat, offering it up. And I almost took it too. But he was Jacob Black. And I was Tess. So I did what I knew best. I ran.
I'm sure he could have caught up with me. But I'm glad he didn't.
It was childish. Just running away from him. Instead of talking like an adult. Which apparently, I wasn't.
A few minutes later, a large, red brick school came in view. Keeping my head down, by all the curious eyes following me, I made my way to the office, which was in plain view from the front doors.
"Hello." I said softly to the little old lady behind the counter. For some reason the quiet little office gave me the impression that I should be quiet also, "I'm Tess Lakes?" I said as if it was a question, "I'm new."
The lady smiled and pulled out a manila folder with the words Tess Lake written in crooked black letters.
"Thanks." I mumbled and quickly exited the room before I was forced to answer the curious questions I could see in her eyes.
Once I had safely escaped, I pulled out the papers until and found my schedule. I had art first hour, which would probably mean I didn't have to go to my locker. Which was good because Jacob would probably be looking for me.
It took me longer then expected, but finally I found the class room.
Again, ignoring everybody's curious gazes turned out to be trying, but with my patience, I successfully maneuvered my way to an empty seat. The bell hadn't rung yet but people were already sketching out their latest assignment. In front of me stood a pot of flowers. The pot was wide, a butter yellow color that had faded with age, and a chip on the rim. White daisies and yellow tulips had been carefully placed in them. I had just picked up the thick lead pencil laid next to the white sheet when a voice interrupted me.
"That's…err…well that's my seat."
I sighed pathetically and stood up, "Sorry."
He grinned, "Oh its cool." He had creamy pale green eyes, smooth as water. His blonde hair covered half of his face. He gestured to the seat next to me, "I'll just take Samantha's."
I sat back down mutely and picked the pencil back up and began sketching silently. I was never good at conversations and him trying to start one wasn't helping me.
"Soo…" he said, drawing out the O's, "I'm Jason."
I nodded, "Tess. I love daisies." He chuckled and took the seat next to me.
"I'm a tulip person."
I snorted as I sketched the pot, "Figures." Surprisingly, it was incredibly easy to talk to Jason. But soon, we both lapsed into a mode of drawing and before I knew it, the hour was over and the bell rang. I jumped and looked around bewildered. Jason chuckled.
"Happens to me too."
He didn't even ask, we just walked out together, which got several curious glances from people. Which was stupid. Because I had just met him. And gossip was flying like, well, like gossip. Amid all the curious glances, was a hostile, furious one. Eyes black as night and filled with more hatred then any living thing could hold. Except these eyes weren't looking at me.
"Hello Jacob." Jason said politely.
"Jason." Jacob spat out, his eyes finally flickering to me, where I stood frightened, "What? Is this your new boyfriend?" he chocked on the last word.
"Err, no." I said confused, "He's Jason." I glared at him, "And what's it your business anyways. You better back off or I will attack you like a…a… like a spider monkey!" His face cleared up and he grinned.
"You couldn't hurt me." He scoffed
"If I tried." I argued. His face grew sad and thoughtful.
"Yes I suppose you could." With that he abruptly turned around, "See you in Science!"
I frowned, "How did you know I have science?"
He turned around grinning, still walking backwards. Whether they were scared of getting hit, or him, students got out the way, "I make it my responsibility to know. Anyways, I'll finally learn what your name is." He disappeared among the throng of students.
I growled, "So annoying."
Jason grinned, "As much as I hate to leave you in the hands of the black beast, I gotta go to English." I sighed pathetically, again.
"Thanks anyways." I smiled, and pushed my way through the mass of bodies to my locker. I barreled my way across the hallway and slammed against my locker. "Urrrg." I moaned, quickly opening the pale blue locker.
"What's wrong?" a curious girl asked me, two lockers down.
"I have to go to science." I wrinkled my nose, pulling out a biology book.
"Ahh." She said wisely, as if she understood. Which she couldn't have because she didn't know Jacob Black. At least like I did. Everybody seemed to know him in this school. Guys were scared of him, girls fawned over him. I wasn't quite sure where I was supposed to fit in. I would probably be in the category of Hi I'm Tess Lakes and I can't stand Jacob Black. Yes I am a girl and yes I do like boys. Nothing is wrong with me I just hate his guts. That would be it most definitely.
Unfortunately, the science labs were in a completely different part of the school. Unbeknownst to me, who walked around the school for five minutes, looking for B312. Finally, an irritated hall monitor pointed down a long hallway and I quickly made my way until I turned the corner and found the door with 312 printed underneath the window. I sucked in a breath and turned the knob, trying to enter the classroom quietly. That plan flew out the window when the door didn't open. Irritated I twisted it again and yanked back. It made a loud banging noise but still no luck. This was ridiculous. With a grunt, I pulled back with all my might. So much so that the glass window rattled.
The door was shoved open to reveal a very angry, very scary old man.
"Hi?"
He continued glaring, possibly to offended by my interrupting him to speak.
I shifted my books to my other arm, "Err, I'm new. And… I didn't know where to find the building. Sooo… I'm here now?" He still looked angry but at least he stepped aside to let me in.
"Class," he said gruffly, obviously still irritated by my late arrival, "We have a new student today," my eyes flickered across the room, and stopped on Jacob's. He radiated smugness. Knowing I couldn't keep my name from him much longer. I smiled angelically at him. His look of smugness changed to confusion.
"And we'll need a seat for her," the teacher scanned the room, his eyes locking on Jacob, who conveniently had an empty seat next to his lab table.
"Mr. Black," the teacher asked suspiciously, "Last I remember, Quill sat next to you."
"He decided it was in his best interest to move." Jacob replied cheerfully, patting the empty stool, ignoring Quill's furious stare one table over "But the new student is more then welcome to take his spot Mr. Baldwin." He paused and feigned innocence, "But, I don't know what your name. Mr. Baldwin?" I gritted my teeth, stomping back to my new seat, girls surprised why I seemed so disgusted at my seat choice. Plopping on my seat, I dropped my textbook on the table and scooted away as far as possible.
"Ah yes," Mr. Baldwin's eyes scanned the attendance page, "Welcome Tess Lakes. I hope you enjoy La Push High school." I immedietly saw Jacob stiffen and he slowly turned his face to look at me.
"Tess…Lakes?" he croaked. I gave him a frustrated look.
"Nice to see you again, Jacob."
I didn't need to be to know how to throw punches to know what pain looks like. It was written all over Jacob's face in sharpie marker. Figuratively speaking. Mr. Baldwin had launched into his speech again, probably hoping nobody else would interrupt him. This turned out to be very convenient, since it didn't give Jacob a chance to speak.
By the end of the hour, I was sick of feeling Jacob's gaze on me and as soon as the bell rang, I jumped out of me seat and walked swiftly out the door, pushing myself past the throng of students.
Even without eyes in the back of my head, I knew that Jacob would be following me. So I wasn't actually all that surprised when he at my locker. Just the fact that he had beaten me had. I was sure I had gotten out of the classroom before him.
"Tess." He said softly. I muttered something under my breath.
"Tess." He said louder, his voice ringing in my ear. I sent him a withering look.
"I didn't KNOW." He said, his voice soft again, "If I had then-"
"Then what?" I demanded, turning around to face him, "What was going to happen Jacob?"
He seemed surprised by my outbust, "Well, uhh, I wasn't sure but…"
"You wouldn't have done ANYTHING." I growled slamming my locker. Already we were attracting a crowd, and I hated being the center of attention.
"This is ridiculous." He said with a clenched jaw, "That was in fourth grade Tess. Let it GO." That was the last straw.
"Let it GO?!" I screamed in his face, "Let it go that for a WHOLE year, you made my life a living HELL for NO reason?! You had insulted me in any way that you could and IT. WORKED. Jacob Black. I am eternally screwed up because of you. I would give you a trophy if I had enough money. Seeing as I only have ONE parent, as you should recall." I spat in his face. But already my energy was drained, and I was incredibly tired.
"Now I am going to walk away Jacob." I said quieter, "And you are not going to follow me. You are not going to talk to me. Not today. Not ever. You WILL refrain your face from my vision. And we will coexist as best as a person who smashed my self esteem could."
I walked away. And never looked back.
Because the only thing waiting for me, was unappealing.
And that was Jacob Black.
oh and sorry for all the deletes and uploads of this chapter. There's some typos i had to fix. ;