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Chapter Three

Jared's Point Of View

Well, it took Paul four hours for him to phase back. And what a mighty temper he had. Anger managment was a better way to say it.

When we were finaly done, we all went to Old Quil's house for a meating. We had to explain all of this to Paul.

"Hello, Sam, Jared, Paul," He nodded off to each of us. I nodded back and entered to see Harry Clearwater, Billy Black, Old Quil and Sue Clearwater. They said 'hi' to each of us.

"What the hell is going on?" Paul asked, shaking slightly. Paul was in the same grade as me, but we had never crossed paths. He seemed to know me and I did him. Sam got the news that Paul phased from Paul's Dad. His Dad was fully aware that this could happen. Old Quil warned him. Paul had gotten mad at his Dad when he was lecuring him about his grades slipping. Paul freeked, and phased in the middle of him living room.

"You'll find out," I muttered and then sighed, impaciently. Sam had taken me away from Kim. She was accualy starting to get confortable with me, too. Paul was starting to shake more uncontrolably.

"Paul! Get a grip!" I told him, grabbing his arm. Sam gave Paul a look.

"Jared, shut it. Paul, you need to control your shaking, or you will turn into a wolf, again," Sam said, his voice turning soft when he talked to Paul.

"Hello," Old Quil said patciently after Pauls break down. I looked up and nodded, respectivly. As well did Sam, but Paul looked around, slightly freeked out. I held back a chuckle and Sam gave me a death glare.

"Hello," Sam said.

"As I see, Paul has phased for the first time. Congradulations," Old Quil said to Paul. Old Quil smiled lightly too him. Paul ignored him and his eyes narrowed. Quil continued. "And I will have Billy explain, because he is a fairly good story teller,"

Billy wheeled himself closer to Paul with a smile.

This took about an hour. More time cut out of my Kim time. I would occasionaly pull on my hair, aggrivated, as Sam gave me dirty looks. Paul took in everything. He freeked out more than me.

"Well, now that we are done, can I go back to school?" I asked.

"Jared, there is only thirty minuets of school left!" Sam said and rolled his eyes. I shrugged and turned.

"My car is still in the parking lot," I said. "See yeah,"

"Patrolls tonight. They are until 2:00, tonight," He said. I rolled my eyes and nodded. I left the house, that Old Quil lived in and ran with inhuman speed to school. I am pretty sure I have studdie hall with Kim. That is our last class. I can catch it, befor it starts, I think.

My heart was pounding to Kim's name. The rythem and beat was her. Just her.

I entered the school and didnt care about telling the secratary I was here. I mean, it was only thirty minuets, right? What did it matter. I had three minuets until the bell rang, so I slowed down. I sucked in a breath and smiled then stuffed my hands into my pockets. I leaned aginst the wall beside the room I would enter next. I didnt have anything to do during studdie hall, other than stare at Kim. I tapped my foot and sighed impatiently.

How would Kim react if she knew? Would she think I was a freek and run for it? Would she love me no matter what? She was hard to read. There would always be a supprise with her.

I wonder how Emily reacted. I never realy did ask Sam and he never mentioned it. I would have to ask Emily how to tell her and not scare her off.

I sighed.

Bing.

The bell rung. I waited paciently as Kid's left the classroom, and then practicaly skipped inside.

"Mr. Mahkl? I thought you left," Miss. Keller said. She was the only teacher that wasnt Quiluet.

"I did, but came back," I said. She nodded and sat at her desk. I sat down in the back of the room, so Miss. Keller wouldnt bother me. Not that she would, I mean, she never cared if we talked. Well, she did care, but didnt say anything. She was one of the yonger teachers that didnt know how to control a class.

People started to enter. I tapped on my desk as I waited for Kim.

"Hi, Jared! Can I sit here?" Asked the girl with the big wadd of gum from my first period class.

"Sorry. It's taken," I said, not looking at her, but staring at the door, waiting for Kim.

"Oh, but who could possibly have taken this spot?" She asked, batting her eyelashes.

"Kim," I said, as if it were obvious.

"Her?" She asked, taken back and supprised.

"Yes." I grummbled. Kim entered the room and looked around. Her eyes stopped on me and she bit her lip, as if to hide a smile. I smiled at her, and motioned my fingers for her to come. She blushed and smiled and came.

"Now, if you'll excuse Kim, so that she can sit?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. The girl opend her mouth, as if she was going to say something, and then closed it. She flipped her hair and then walked, or more like strutted, away to the next male she saw. I rolled my eyes and then looked at Kim.

"You didnt have to do that," She said with a raised eyebrow and a smile.

"Oh, but I did," I said. She giggled and set her bag down by her seat. She sat down.

"I thought you left?" She asked. She noticed!

"Yeah, but I came back," I said.

"How long were you gone?" She asked.

"Only a bit," I lied.

"Oh," She said. I nodded.

"What is your favorite animal?" I asked her, randomely. She smiled.

"Whats up with your randome questions?" She asked. I shrugged and she answered, " A wolf," My eyes went wide. How irronic. She would deffinatly like me then. "What?" She asked.

"Oh, thats mine, too," I said. She smiled and looked down.

"I'm not much of a cat person," She said. I smiled, very smuggly.

"Good," I muttered too low for her to hear, "Me niether," I said, louder.

The rest of the class period, Kim and I talked and laughed. She wasnt too shy, when she started to talk with me. She got confortable. When the bell rang for us to go home, I was dissapointed. She looked slightly sad, too.

"Do you have a ride home?" I asked her, hopping she would say she didnt.

"Oh, I can walk," She said, looking down.

"No. I insist that you let me take you," I said. She smiled.

"Okay," She said. Her and I walked to my car. I oppend her door for her and she thanked me. I wonder where she lived.

"So what street?" I asked. I knew all of the streets in La Push, so I would know.

"Cockerhamm Drive," She said. I nodded. That was the rode Sam lived on. I felt jeleously wash threw me. I am an idiot! Why would I get jeleous over that? I felt like, Paul!

"Okay," I said. This had to be one of the best days EVER!

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