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Paul POV

"Paul! Wake your ass up!" Why, oh why couldn't I sleep in? Oh yeah because of stupid school. I mean why did I have to go? Anybody? I'm a Freakin werewolf for crying out loud! Sure I want to graduate and maybe go to College but it's not like I want to major in anything special or go to 'the office' and do some paper work for some bald fat dude to get a little money, well at the same time having to kiss his ass. Ha! Me kissin some guys' ass JUST for money? HELL NO.

I get up and out of bed 'cause I know if I don't that Jacob will just come in my room and throw some cold water on me, believe me he's done it before. Let's just say it wasn't pretty. So I practically haul my ass out of bed and drag myself to the shower. It doesn't help that whoever (specifically whoever in the pack) came to take a shower at my house left me no gosh darn warm water. I take it as quickly as I can and wrap a towel around myself. I walk into my room, which is a mess; clothes thrown everywhere, a bunch of take-out on the dresser and TV, and it smells of sleep. I open the window (since I'm a werewolf and I don't get cold) so it will at least let the smell drift out.

"Clothes…clothes…clothes…" I find a pair of jeans that Emily washed yesterday and a navy shirt the looks fairly clean. I put on some shoes, the last ones I have left thanks to me being a werewolf with a bad temper, and grab my bag. Then I head out the door. Of course I get something to eat before I go, well a lot of things actually.

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I meet Jacob, Quil, Seth, Embry, Leah, and Brady at school. "Took you long enough, Paul", Jacob says. I just roll my eyes. Stupid Jacob always trying to push my buttons. We stay there talking for a bit before the bell rings then we head off to class. I was lucky enough to get switched English classes when this girl Shannon, Shelley, Sam…. something with an 'S' didn't leave me alone. Can't a girl take rejection without me having to admit that I don't like her to the whole world? Not her. She bugged and bugged till one day, well it took about a week, I yelled out that I didn't like her. Sure she got all teary eyed, you'd think she'd stop but the next day it was like it never happened. What a freak!

I walk into Mr. Handler's class and took my seat in the back of the class where no one would bug me, or girl for that matter. I flirt on my own terms.

So I'm here being the studious student I am—yeah right—when in runs some chick wearing clothes that were probably made for a boy. I can tell it's a chick right off the bat because she's got a little on the backside and a little in the front too. She smells like rain and wood, she probably ran all the way here. I can hear her music coming from her ipod and I can tell Mr. Handler doesn't like her much. I wonder why?

"Mrs. Tanner, would you like to explain to me why you're late"? The teacher has a smug look on him but I can't even see the girls face, she's facing the teacher.

"Not really." Everyone started laughing. Mr. Handle looks like a freakin tomato now, which makes me hungry.

"Well maybe you can figure out what that excuse will be by writing me a five page essay about how Not to be late", the teacher says. She doesn't say anything, just goes to her seat and pulls her hood up. Whatever. I don't care about this girl.

I go back to my work and forget about her.

Payton's POV

The bell finally rings. Hallelujah! I get up while grabbing my stuff and shoving it into my bag. While trying to go out the door this big ass ape man bumps me and has the nerve to not say so much as a 'sorry' or 'didn't mean to'. What an ass. "Jackass", I say and go in the other direction. I don't know if I was hearing things but I thought I heard a growl. Uh-weird much? I shrug and go to my other class, which is sort of okay, compared to Mr. Handler's. He is such an ass, if I hadn't of taken those anger management classes the old me would have for sure kicked his scrawny ass. Calm down Payton, next class is better. Okay calm.

This is the class I have with Fern, a girl who really talks a lot, but I get a kick out of it. Plus she sometimes has some really good gossip. I take my seat in the middle of the classroom and in walks Lindsey, the Bitch from hell. Maybe she's not too bad but I hate her guts anyway. She's a cheerleader, which I hate, and is always wearing these skimpy outfits. I mean has she not checked the weather outside? Even a glimpse? Guess not.

Today she's wearing these short-shorts, which I call scraps. Why you ask? Because with the little material it took to make those they were probably leftovers from a pair of jeans or something and the person just thought 'I should make some shorts out of this'. Yeah, well turns out slutty girls like Lindsey go ape shit for that stuff. I promise you she wore those things for like a week. Of course the guys didn't mind, no they did anything they could to walk in back f her and catch a glimpse of her butt cheek peakin out every time she bent down to get something, which was ALL THE TIME. Girls like her make me sick. Ugh.

I turned my head and waited for gossip girl to walk in. "Hey Payton", that's Quil. Sure he's an ass sometimes and teases me for dressing like a boy but he's cool and real. "Quil", I say. "So I heard of the little quarrel you had with Mr. Handler this morning". Wow did that get out already? He must have of read my face because he said, "Things get around fast."

"I didn't punch him so it's not that bad." Quil knew I was a troubled kid and got into some deep shit but he didn't care he thought I was funny. When I first got here a week ago we became friends when he caught me going to kick some kids ass for touching my ass, the nerve. He held me back but the guy never again tried it on me. He laughed and introduced himself, me? I walked away. But the next day I thanked him for doing it. If he hadn't done it I would have been kicked out. Vicky wouldn't have liked it.

"Have you seen gossip girl?" He knew my little names for everyone. "I think I saw her at the end of the hall when I walked in", he said. Sure enough she walked in practically running to sit by me. She was like a little kid. She had these glasses, not the prescription kind, that she said she looked cool in. Her hair was blonde and curly and she looked somewhat like a pixie. Quil and her are always making goo-goo-gaa-gaa faces at each other and I just want to yell 'ask her out already' but they'll do it on their own time, I guess.

"OH. MY. GOSH. Everyone is talking about how you stood up to Mr. Handler this morning. Did you really kick him in the balls?" That's the thing about gossip, it never ends up right. "No I didn't kick his 'balls'. All I did was smart talk him once and that was it." She looked a little disappointed but it was the truth. Miss Daniels came into the class.

"Everyone today were going to prepare to make some clay pots…" We ended up having to pair up. Quil and me were together, Fern always said no to pairing up with him (I don't get it, I mean if you like a guy, right?) so she always went with Melanie. We spent the rest of the period finding out what we wanted it to look like.

It was finally time for lunch. Thank God. I was starving! I ate lunch with Fern and a couple of her friends. They were all pretty hyper like her but they were funny. I didn't ask Quil if I could eat lunch with him 'cause Fern asked me to come sit with her and when I first saw the guys he eats with I was honestly Freaked out. All of them were HUGE, not the 'oh you're kind of buff' no it was the 'are you doing steroids' kind. They weren't just buff they were muscular too. I've caught a glimpse of Quil's bare chest before (cliff diving) and let me tell you, there was absolutely no fat on that boy. I never really looked at their faces before, too scared, but Fern said they were 'totally steamy' her words not mine. I'm not the sort of girl too attract all the boys' attention. I mean I dress like one but I'm not ugly. When I went cliff diving with just Quil he said I was actually hott. I pushed him off the cliff after that.

It's not that I don't want the attention but I don't want to be in a serious relationship right now.

I listened to Fern and her friends talk and added stuff when it was my turn. The bell rang and I went to class, P.E. This was my favorite class, other than Art. It felt good to run. Back at my old school I was on a track team and was really good but after what happened to my parents and me moving here with Aunt Vicky I didn't want to belong to a team. But it didn't stop me from running almost everyday out in the forest in the back of Vicky's house. I changed and went outside to wait for the teacher's orders.

Turns out we were going to run for the mile test and I couldn't be happier. Everyone else groaned. I on the other hand smiled big. "Wipe that stupid grin off your face, Tanner." I knew that annoying high pitch girly girl I-love-pink-fluffy-stuff voice. It belonged to none other than Lindsey. I turned around to see her standing there with her hands on her hips.

"What did you just say to me?" I had to have heard her wrong.

"You heard me right." This Bitch just bought herself a one-way ticket to ass kicking by Payton Tanner.

AGH. I KNOW CLIFF HANGER, RIGHT? WELL I'LL WRITE MORE PROBABLY TODAY OR TOMORROW BECAUSE I HATE ENDING IT HERE JUST AS MUCH AS YOU DO......PLEASE DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW, I NEED TO KNOW YOU GUYS LIKE MY STORY......