A/N: This is not going to be another story that Bella starts passionately making out once she knows she's his imprint. :P it's going to take at least ONE day. (:
PPOV
"What?" She asked me, shocked.
"I imprinted on you, Bells. We can't control it. I understand if you can't do this. I mean, I'm your teacher! And I know that you're still getting over Edward…" I told her, not meaning a word I said.
"No, that's not it. I'm just… shocked. I guess that's the last thing I thought you would say. I think I know what you're talking about though. Like when I don't feel like I can get close enough to you," She said embarrassed.
I pulled her into give her a hug. I hoped that my face didn't drop when she pulled away.
"Paul, I'm willing to make us work. Actually, I hope we do. I really like you. It's just; maybe we shouldn't be too… physical in public? Like you said, you're my teacher. We're not exactly allowed to be together. I don't think anyone that doesn't have to know should know until I graduate," she told me, looking down. She probably thought she hurt my feelings.
"You're completely right. Let's head back to Sam's, and then we don't have to be too careful," I told her.
BPOV
Once we got back to Sam's, I let Paul get a bit closer. I really did like Paul, I might've even been in love with him, and I didn't want to ruin it by someone gossiping about us. He would lose his job, and I would never be able to live it down.
"So, did he tell you?" Jacob asked when we got there.
I nodded.
"And?" Jacob continued, wanting details. I shook my head at him, irritated.
"I told him that I want to make it work. I just don't think we should be around each other much in public. Which means, of course you guys will know and the council will, too. I think keeping it from Charlie and everyone else is a good idea, though," I told everyone.
"I'll let the council know at the next bonfire. Which is tomorrow night, actually," Sam told us.
"Do you want to come?" Paul asked me.
"I'll have to ask Charlie, but I think he should say yes. So, sure!" I said excitedly. "I should probably go home, though. Charlie won't be too happy if I'm out late.
I really was looking forward to spending more time with him. I missed him when we weren't together, even before I knew he was my soul mate.
"Alright, I'll take you home Bells," Jake told me, and hopped up from his seat.
I turned around, and gave Paul a huge hug. I would see him tomorrow, but I was going to miss him.
He gave me a kiss on the cheek, respecting me, and hugged me back.
"Come on, Bells. You'll see him tomorrow," Jake said, annoyed.
I shot him a glare, but then headed outside.
"Bye, Paul! See you tomorrow!" I yelled as we made our way to the car, since the door was still open.
He waved, and then we were off.
"So, I'll pick you up at about 5 tomorrow?" Jake asked to make conversation.
"Sure, sure," I said, steeling his words.
He smiled his signature Jake smile, and the rest of the ride home was filled with a comfortable silence.
PPOV
I was glad that I had finally told Bella, but it didn't make that night go any faster. I couldn't wait for the next day, when I'd at least be able to spend an hour with her. Though, I wouldn't really be able to talk to her. That was what the bonfire was going to be for, and I knew Sam had planned it for that very reason.
When she walked into the classroom, she shot me a small smile which I returned. She took her seat in the back of the classroom, and the bell soon ringed.
I tried to milk the hour with her as much as I could. I knew I wouldn't see her again until tonight. I would have to talk to her about us finding a way to hang out. We couldn't limit ourselves to just seeing each other during this hour, and sometimes after school.
"Do you have a way to get there?" I asked her, when she was "running late" leaving my classroom once the bell rang.
"Yep. Jake's picking me up at 5, so I should be down there about 5:15," she told me.
"Sounds good. Tell him to bring you over to my place. The bonfire doesn't start till a little before six."
She smiled at me, and headed out of the classroom to her next class. I already missed her.
BPOV
Once I got home, I was in a panic to find something to wear. Tonight was casual, but not too casual. None of my clothes looked just right. I really wanted to look good tonight for Paul, even though I knew he didn't care how I looked.
My clothes slowly made their way all over my floor. Once I took off an outfit that I didn't like, that was where it went.
Finally, I decided on one of the first shirts I had on.
It was a blue flow-y shirt. It was one of the shirts Alice had bought me. I decided to make it look a bit more casual by throwing on my favorite pair of jeans, and I was all set.
Before I headed downstairs, I put on a small amount of makeup. It still looked natural, but it made my eyes a bit darker. Just an acceptable amount of makeup.
I was on my way downstairs when I heard a knock. This caused me to trip, and I fell my way down the stairs. I landed on my butt with a thud at the bottom of the stairs.
When I opened the door, Jake was standing there with a confused expression on his face. "Everything okay? I heard a noise," he asked.
"Everything's fine. I just sort of fell down the stairs..." I said, blushing.
Jake rolled his eyes at me. "Of course you did. What else would I expect from you?"
I glared playfully at him, and walked out the door. He came out, and I turned around to lock the door.
Once the house was locked, I marched to the car without turning around to look at him. I carefully slammed the door shut, not wanting to get a lecture to "be careful with the Rabbit." Been there, done that.
"So, now you're giving me the cold shoulder?" Jake asked me.
I turned completely around, so I was facing the window and not him.
"Very mature, Bells," he continued.
Psh, Jake was one too talk.
"Come on, Bella! Talk! Does a cat have your tongue?" He teased.
When Jake still didn't get a response out of me, he reached a hand over and started tickling my side. Ugh, he knew how ticklish I was!
I whined like a five year old. "Fine! I'll talk! Now eyes on the road and two hands on the wheel!" I said in mock seriousness.
He smiled proudly, and laughed at me.
"Don't make it too hard for Paul. He really likes you, Bella," Jake said.
"I really like him, too. I might even be in love with him! I just... I don't want him to lose his job over me! I'm not worth that, Jake."
"Try telling him that. Try listening to his thoughts! Ugh! I think Embry's about to rip his arm off, or kidnap you," he said jokingly.
"Good to know the feeling is mutual. I'm glad that I'm not the only one head over heels."
Once we got to Paul's house which was only a few blocks over from Quil's house, Jake came around and opened my door.
"Well, I have a feeling I'm not welcome. I'm sure Paul wants to be alone with you. So I'll see you at the bonfire in a little bit," Jake said, and pulled me in for a hug.
"See you soon!" I told him, and walked up to the door.
I knocked on the door twice, and within seconds Paul answered.
"Hello," I told him
He smiled. "Hello to you, too. You look beautiful."
I looked down and blushed. If I looked beautiful, then I didn't know a word to describe Paul. He was wearing a pair of loose darker blue jeans, and a black shirt. His muscles were obvious underneath the thin fabric. I looked away before he caught me ogling, but I was too late. He laughed at my blush, and grabbed my hand.
"Want a tour?" He asked. Not waiting for an answer, he tugged me towards the first room.
He lived there alone, so it was a smaller house. The living room was painted two different shades of brown. There was a nice wide screen TV on the wall in the living room, along with a dark brown couch that looked very soft. The kitchen was left white, though there was a nice dark wooden table in the middle. I had a feeling it was because of his duty's to the pack that his house was neglected. One day, I would touch it up. His room was painted a manly, but lighter shade of blue. There was a queen bed in the middle, and a wooden nightstand with a lamp on it. On the other side of the room were a dresser and his closet.
"I like your house. It's very home-y," I whispered to him.
"I'm glad you like it. Let's go sit down," he said, and pulled me toward the couch.
"Twenty questions?" He asked me.
"Sure, you first."
"Where did you live before you came here? Why did you leave?"
"That was two questions. I lived in Phoenix. I left because my mom remarried. I liked her husband, but they wanted to travel. I made it easier for them by leaving. Have you always lived here?"
"Always. I used to live closer to the beach though. How did you get that scar?" He asked, pointing to the one on my wrist. I groaned. I knew this was coming.
"Last spring break, I was watching the Cullens play baseball-" I started. Paul growled. "Shh, don't interrupt," I said in mock seriousness.
He nodded, and smiled. "Anyway, a few nomad vampires came along. They talked for a while but just as they were about to leave, the one named James noticed I was human. Ed... Edward said that I smelled really good to him. He started hunting me. I was hiding in Phoenix with Alice and Jasper, two other Cullens, but James found me. He tricked me into meeting him at a ballet studio that I went to as a child. Before Edward could save me, James bit me. Edward had to suck out the venom, like a rattlesnake bite, to stop me from changing into one of them. This is where he bit me," I told him, with my arms around my chest. "On a happier note, how old are you?"
"Well, technically I'm 19," he started.
"What? How are you a teacher then?" I said confused.
"You didn't let me finish. I phased when I was nineteen. To an outsider, I'm 24. That's how old I guess I really am. But werewolves, we don't age."
"WHAT?! You don't age either? This isn't fair! Why am I the only stinkin' one that has to get older?!" I exclaimed.
"Wait, what?"
"Everyone! No one ages! I'm going to end up being the crazy 60 year old that's still hanging out with 20 year olds!" I said, exasperated.
"You still didn't let me finish, Bells. See, I can age. It will take a while though. If we go a while without phasing, we don't phase anymore. Meaning we will start aging again. I'll do that Bella. Maybe not for a couple years when we're closer in age, but I will Bells. I'll do anything for you. I want to get old with you," he said, calmly.
I could almost feel tears coming. Geez, PMS much. "Thanks Paul. I don't want you to give up that part of your life till you're ready though. Age is a touchy subject. Sorry." I blushed.
Paul pulled me closer to him, and soon our lips met. It was a sweet kiss, a proper first kiss. It ended just as soon as it started, but I loved it. I had felt a tingling sensation, no matter how stupid that sounded.
When Paul saw my face, his face fell. "Was that okay?" He misunderstood my look.
"That was better then okay," I said, pulling him in for another kiss.
This time it was a tad bit more passionate and lasted much longer. I felt his tongue brush across my bottom lip. I happily granted him entry. Our tongues fought for dominance until I let him win. We didn't break apart until both of us had to breathe.
"I think I might love you," I told him.
"You too," he said, smiling. "If it were my choice, I would go for just staying here all night. But I think if we don't show up at the bonfire, Jacob will hunt us down. So we best be going," he said sadly.
A/N: Oh my lord, that was a LONG chapter. I just noticed how many fragments I really write... I don't use spell check because I don't have it on the thing I write my stories on. It's horrible! Eh... I don't care. :P Reviews make me happy. When I'm happy, I update faster.
