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Unrequited Love Chapter Three

I smiled attentively as I first approached Jacob and Quil again after first period. I wasn't quite sure if they would let me into their gang or not, but I was hoping to have at least one confirmed friend by the end of the day.

"Hey Em, whatcha doing with my girl?" Quil hollered at us as we got closer. I looked over to Embry and saw him blushing.

"She's not your girl dickwad!" Jacob smacked the back of Quil's head. I laughed as Quil shoved him, which began the beginning of a full blown wrestling war because Jacob retaliated by body slamming into him, knocking him to the ground. I laughed harder as the small amount of drizzling rain poured onto the mossy ground, making puddles of mud, which they did eventually roll into getting it all over their clothes.

"I hope you know what you're getting into," Embry whispered to me as we continued to watch the two boys wrestling.

"This year shall be very interesting." This was just the perfect distraction…until I realized what it was distracting me from. I shook my head and faked a smile, trying to rid me of the depressing thoughts. Embry looked over at me and smiled, "Are they always this insane?"

"Once they start ya' can't really get 'em to stop." At that time the bell rang signaling it was time to make it to third period. For me I had photography; I was all set for that. I loved photography. It was like my life's passion. I almost always had a camera with me wherever I go. I chuckled as the boys stopped wrestling and tried to wipe as much of the mud off as they could, making it so much worse. The mud smeared into their clothes. I tugged on Embry's sleeve, "What class do you have right now?"

"I've got gym, running a mile, and all that jazz. What about you?"

"Photography," I said.

"No way! That's so cool I've got photography right now too! We can walk there together!" Quil said as he came running up to us.

Jacob came behind him and smacked him on the back of his head, "No you don't dickwad! You've got chemistry next!" I just laughed and shook my head.

"Well then I'll see you later."

As I was walking away Jacob came jogging up to me, "Umm, so the guys and I wanted to know…umm,"

"Yeah?"

"Well…" He had stopped walking now, and I looked back to see Embry and Quil walking away in the opposite direction.

"Yes, Jacob?"

"Well we were wondering what you were doing for lunch."

"Umm, well I'm not sure. What do people around here do for lunch?"

"Oh, well the guys all come over to my house and we just find, umm, we find something...to eat. Umm, if you wanted you could, you could come with us. You know, umm, to my, my house."

"Okay cool that would be awesome."

"I'll, I'll meet you, umm, by, by that tree over there." He pointed to the tree behind me and then brought his hand around to the back of his neck, where he started to rub it nervously.

"I'll be there after fourth period." I smiled and then hurried off to my third period, hoping I wasn't going to be late. I made it right before the final bell rang. I rushed to try and get a seat in the back but the teacher called out my name and asked me to come to the front. I groaned in frustration, I thought today was finally going to be my first good day at school, but maybe not.

"Please introduce yourself to this class, and why you enrolled in this class. Everyone has a good reason for their passion for photography." He made a hand gesture telling me to face the class. Incredibly it looked like he was trying to get the air to jizz for him. Either way it kind of made me think of one of those old stranger danger movies I used to watch in preschool.

"I'm Larisa Thyme, just call me Isa, and I like photography." I was about to make my way to a seat at one of the back tables but the teacher once again held onto my shoulder and asked, "What is it about photography that you love so much?"

"Umm, well I guess I love the way one picture can say anything. It sets the mood, and tone of the atmosphere around you. I guess I like being able to control how other people feel about a certain thing." I shrugged, "Am I done now?"

"Do you have a camera?"

"Yes, I do."

"Then, yes, you are done." Finally I made my way to a seat.

Everyone was developing pictures that they had took prior to today while the teacher, Mr. Levitt, taught me some different pointers on how to take a "perfect" picture. I listened to him gladly, anything that would improve my shots I was willing to listen to. So for an hour I listened to him talk enthusiastically about cameras, and pictures, and other things. I listened and if there was anything particularly interesting that I hadn't known before I would write it down in a little notebook that also carried some previous pictures I had taken at my old school. It was the portfolio I take almost anywhere, along with my camera. They were my babies; I protected them with my life.

After photography I went to my formal geometry class. Luckily this teacher didn't make me stand in front of the class and explain why I was in it. After a few minutes passed the class started to fill in with even more people than all my other classes. I was surprised by how many people in this small town actually took advanced math. I know I wasn't in it by choice.

Aj forced me into this class; he wants me to succeed at everything I do. Basically he wants me to be like mom. Well, except for the whole insane thing. He just wants me to do well in my life. He wants me to have perfect grades, so I can go through to college, and get a good job. Maybe I'll even be a lawyer like my mother was. She made good money…before she went insane. Sometimes I think it was the job that made her that way. We went to every specialist we could come across and not one of them knew why she had become depressed, first, and then mentally unstable, as they put it.

A chair scraping across tile broke me from my reverie. I slowly turned my head in the direction of the sound as my eyes sluggishly gained focus once again. Sitting in the plastic and metal chair beside me was Jacob. He had his, what seemed to be, normal smile on. It seemed to me that every time I saw this boy he had that magical smile on. It reminded me of my old friend Riven; I haven't really talked to him in a while. I wonder what he's been doing. The last day I saw him was the day of my parent's accident.

Sometimes he would show up randomly, and then disappear for sometimes years at a time. He doesn't really have a cell phone or a home phone that I can keep in contact with him. I mean, he is a vampire after all, and they can just roam freely anytime, and to anywhere they feel like.

"So how was photography?" Jacob's question once again brought me back to the present.

"Oh it was good, not much happened to me today. I still have to get used to the class and everything. Mr. Levitt told me to take some pictures in my spare time so I guess that's what I'll be doing tonight."

"Umm, well I was wondering if you wanted to hang out tonight, but if you're busy or something then we can do it another night." He fidgeted with his hands as he spoke. I blushed but smiled nonetheless.

"Well, compromise, why don't you take me around sightseeing and I can take pictures of anything that interests me." His smile was back.

"That sounds awesome. Yeah cool okay."

"Hmm pick me up at five?"

"Sure, sure," he nodded as I grabbed a scrap piece of paper and jotted down my new address.

"Umm my brother might answer the door, I'm not all too sure, but if he does umm don't get intimidated by him. He likes a strongly will powered person, so just like stand up for yourself and stuff, and he'll welcome you in with a warm smile."

"Sure, sure," He nodded again. I was becoming pretty "sure, sure" that sure was his favorite word. In a way it made me laugh and find him endearing.

Geometry was a bore like math always is, but I guess this only affected me. All through the hour hands kept shooting up into the air to answer a question or another. I swear there was so much interaction in this one classroom….I'm so going to die this year. Even Jacob was super interested in every on-going in this room.

After ten minutes I was thoroughly bored out of my mind. My hand cradled my head as my sharp elbow cut into the wood of the desk. My expression was blank and my mind was replying FML over and over again in my head. In big block letters that clearly said "Don't Fuck with me!" I looked over to Jacob again and saw him scribbling a problem on his white piece of paper. Obviously he was a little more into all this math stuff than I am.

Finally…and I mean FINALLY! The bell rang; I jumped from my seat super-fast and looked down as I heard chuckling.

"You really don't like math do you?" Jacob asked as he packed his binder away into his backpack.

"Not as much as you do apparently." I smiled as we made our way out of the classroom.

"Well, I guess I'll grab onto anything that will get me out of this small town." He chuckled. I paid close attention to it, and noticed it was a nice baritone sound, and I smiled as he looked over at me.

"So you ready to see my glorious house?" He winked, "I'll give you a private tour of my bedroom."

"Oh ho, smooth Casanova! Can I have a tour of your bedroom floor first? I want to be real up close and personal." I snaked my grip around his upper arm and smirked mischievously up at him. He blushed fiercely and I smiled a big shit eating grin.

"Sure, sure. Come on!" He tugged on my hand and started running through the grass in the front and down the street. When we got to his house Embry and Quil were already there.

"Hey! What'd I tell you about touchin' my girl Black!" Quil yelled as we walked through the front door, still hand in hand.

"Are you losing your mind Quil? You told me that, not Jake." Embry pushed against his shoulder.

"Same difference dickhead, get off my girl!"

"Does he really like dicks? I think he does, because every insult he says has something to do with dicks." They all busted out laughing, except for Quil who just sulked as we made our way to the kitchen.

"So we don't really make anything for lunch, we just kind of find anything that catches our attention. Umm, so just start lookin' around and you'll find something you like." Jacob said as he grabbed a can of Dr. Pepper out of the fridge.

"Umm I'm not quite sure I'm comfortable with that…" I said as I watched Jake and the boys riffle through the fridge and cupboards.

"Well do you want a soda?" Jake asked.

"Do you want some Ramen Noodles?" Quil asked as he stuffed an Oreo into his mouth.

"No but I do want some of those Oreos!" I laughed as he tossed me the package.

"Want some milk to go with that?" Quil asked as he chugged down some creamy white substance. I cringed as I realized it was the milk he was offering me.

"No thank you; I think I'll pass." I was slowly beginning to know these guys. That's just what they were complete guys. They didn't care what I thought of them as they stuffed their mouths with food, and drank from the carton of milk. I was really enjoying myself. I was really glad we moved back here. I now had three amazing friends that I would have never met if it wasn't for…my parents dying.

That was all it took for my good mood to plummet downwards.

Jake noticed, "Hey Isa, are you okay?"

"Umm, yeah no worries, but aren't we going to be late to fifth period if we don't get going now?"

"Oh shit! You're right; let's go guys." He said to Em and Quil before we all rushed out of the house and down the street to the school.

The last two periods of my day were English and French. It was no big deal I was actually really gifted in both studies. My mother had been raised by her grandmother who was a French immigrant, and while growing up French was basically all my mother was taught how to speak. So growing up for me, French was my second language. I was also naturally gifted in English too. I was taught how to read text books in record times so that I could breeze through school, however I wasn't taught extra math skills. Maybe that's why I don't really like math as much.

Embry was in those two classes and after school ended Embry took me out front to where the big maple tree was. The clouds were becoming stormier, and I was hoping for some light ran that would make for some beautiful pictures later that night when I hung out with Jake.

"So I'm still picking you up at five right?" Jake asked when he got to the tree.

"You're taking my girl out Jake! How many times do I have to tell you!" Quil went to push him, but before he could Embry tackled him to the ground. I laughed hysterically.

"Yeah just come around at five. That should be fine." Then I heard a honking and looked up to see my brother's black truck driving up, "Hey I have to go but I'll see you later okay?" I called, "Bye guys!" I waved to the two boys who were still rolling around on the floor.