Chapter Two (The LaFont's are Native American, too)

"Abigail, wake up! You're going to be late!" A voice yelled. I opened one eye and saw Shane. I groaned. "All right, I'm up. Out! I need to get dressed." I mumbled. As soon as he was out of the room I started getting ready. I had a nice warm shower.

I got dressed in black skinny jeans, a darkish purple tank top, which had a few silver stars on, my brother's Football jersey (It had the letters 'SHANE LAFONT on the back) and black converse. I put on some mascara and matching eye shadow. I ran down the stairs and met Shane at the table. He didn't even comment on me wearing his jersey, just smirked at me. He wore skinny's and a tight blue dress shirt with black converse.

"Ready to go?" he asked me. I nodded and we ran to the garage. We climbed into my black Lamborghini, which had a few silver stars at the right side. At the back, there were the words LaFont. He was in the driver's side and I sat shotgun. "Do you want to make a big entrance?" He asked me. I smiled hugely and nodded. "Sure thing."

When we were near the school, he sped up. We drove into the parking lot and drove twice around us. Our windows were tinted, so they wouldn't be able to see us. Soon enough, we parked next to an old pickup truck. When we climbed out, the students were gawking. Gawking at my car, then me and Shane. Jeez, I knew we were beautiful, but not that beautiful.

We walked over to the office. "Um, Miss Call, we are the new students and we need our schedules." I said. She smiled warmly and gave us what we need. I gave Shane a hug. "See ya later, Bro." I called over my shoulder as I walked out of the office. I had homeroom in class 55. (A/N: Okay, since I'm Afrikaans, I don't know how your schedules and stuff work. So just hang with me, I'm only 13.)

When I walked into the class, I saw that the teens were mixed ages. Hmm, makes sense since this place is so small. I walked over to the teacher. "Hey, I'm Abigail LaFont. Could you please sign my slip for me?" I asked him. When he turned, I saw he looked quite young. "Welcome to La Push, Abigail. I'm Mr White, but you can call me Mr T." he introduced himself as he signed my slip. "Take a seat anywhere." He said. I turned and looked around the class. To my surprise, I saw that I had the same homeroom as Shane. He waved me over to him. He sat with other Quileute (Sorry if it's spelt wrong) boys. They were all huge.

I skipped over to him and sat down. "Hey squirt. This here is Embry, Jacob, Jared, Kim, Brady and Quil." He introduced. We exchanged Hi's. "Hey guys, I'm Abigail." I said shyly. They laughed. Kim stood up and told Shane to switch places with her. She then sat down next to me. We chatted for a while.

The rest of my classes passed with a blur. Before I knew it, it was lunch. I walked awkwardly into the cafeteria. I stood in the line and bought myself two pieces of pizza. I looked around the cafeteria. I spotted Amber, a girl I had made friends with, wave me over. I quickly moved over to her table. We chatted for a while. She told me that Jacob, Sam, Embry, Jared, Quil, Paul, Kim, Leah, Seth, Brady and Collin were a gang. Suddenly, they fell silent and stared at something behind me. I turned and saw it was Jared and Kim walking over to us. I smiled at them, they smiled back.

"Like to sit with us, Abigail?" Kim asked me. I was about to agree, but then I remembered that they were a gang. I shook my head. "Naw, it's okay. Thanks anyway, Kim, Jared." They nodded and walked off. The rest of lunch passed by quickly. It turned out that Amber and I had the exact same schedules.

The rest of the day passed by like a blur. The last bell rang and I walked over to my car with Amber. Her car broke down, and she had asked for a ride, otherwise she would have walked. I agreed. When my car came in to view, I saw hundreds of people surrounding it. I groaned and jogged to my car. "C'mon, it's just a car! I need my space, otherwise my baby will hurt you when we drive outta here!" I yelled. They didn't move. I saw that Shane was on my car's hood, pretending that it was his car, with girls and other guys surrounding him. My anger spiked.

"Get the hell off of my car Shane!" I yelled at him. He just shrugged. "Dammit, Shane! Didn't you hear me? GET OFF OF MY BABY!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. "Jeez, I was just kiddin' 'round, Kid." He said, ruffling my hair. I smacked him in the face and jumped into my car, Amber getting Shotgun.

"Hey! What about me?" Shane asked. "Get a lift." I spat at him and sped out of the parking lot. Amber and I laughed as we sped to her house. After a while, I drove into a driveway, which led to a beautiful little house. "Aw, it's so pretty!" I blurted out. I blushed deeply as she just laughed. "See ya tomorrow, kay? Pick me up?" she reminded. I nodded and drove back home.

"I'm home!" I yelled and ran upstairs in my room. I finished my homework and just sat on the bed, texting Amber. There was a knock on my door. "Come in!" I yelled. The door opened and Charles came in. He turned around and locked my door. "What are you doing, Charles?" I asked cautiously. He moved over to me and stuffed something in my mouth.

"If you so much as scream, you will not get any food tomorrow." He said angrily. I nodded, confused. That was when he started moving closer to me. And touch me.

**2 HOURS LATER**

I cried as Charles finished with me. Why did he do this? I thought he loved me? Dad's aren't supposed to do that to their little girls. "Remember, you don't tell anyone!" He hissed an closed the door. I just continued crying.

Crying for the pain, the betrayal and the truth.

And lastly, crying ,

That

He

Had

Just

Raped

me.

Soooo… what did you think? Please review. Tell me what you think! You would make my sick day go happy!

Xxxxx SpringTHYDE :)