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I honestly have no idea how I ended up here.

I faintly remember grabbing my book and telling my parents I was going for a walk. To get use to my new home, of course.

Now I'm here. Which is someplace. A forest. There's trees surrounding me, and I could here the faint sound of water splashing against some rocks.

Walking a few more steps, I leaned against a tree and slided down. Hoping to read in peace. I flipped open my book and resumed reading. Reading was something I obviously enjoyed.

Back home, my friends sometimes teased me about reading a lot. I obviously didn't get it. They didn't enjoy reading the way I did. I could be so interested in a book that if my house blew up and threw me up in the air, I wouldn't even notice.

About ten minutes or so, I heard something. I stopped the music and pulled the ear buds out and tried to listen. It sounded like... feet hitting the ground hard. Something was running.

I was on full alert now, but wasn't scared. I could probably handle whatever it was. Or... was it a somebody?

I sat back down, pretending as though I didn't hear anything, but my eyes kept on searching.

Probably around five seconds later, I heard it. Clearly. It was a deep growl. I immediately stiffened. The weather changed almost immediately; grey clouds were coming in, hiding the sun.

I decided that it wasn't safe on ground floor anymore, so I made some strong winds come in. I heard the swaying of the trees. Slowly, the wind picked me up and - carefully - landed on a tree branch about something-feet above the ground. All I know was that I was safe from whatever was coming.

I carefully stood and looked around, to see where the growl came from. I was guessing it was a bear or something. I have no experience of how to defend myself from a bear. Nor do I know anybody who has fought against one.

Then my eyes locked on to it.

It was a wolf. Or it least I think it is. It was huge! Probably 5 times the size of a normal wolf. It had dark silver fur. It was looking at me with a confused expression; like he was asking, How did you do that?

I guess he was watching me. Which I shivered at the thought. Like how a predator stalks his prey.

I had no idea of whether to climb down and run for it, or stay up here and try to jump to tree, to tree. I leaned against the tree and thought about it for a seconds.

Looking back down, it was still staring at me. It looked friendly, but looks can be deceiving.

"Look Mr. Wolf," I began. "I'm going to climb down and try not to hurt me. OK?" I felt stupid talking to an animal.

It continued to stare at me, and it's head went down and up again. Nodding. Wow. I thought. Must be a very smart wolf.

But I wasn't really paying attention to where my foot was, because the next thing I knew, I was falling. I expected the hard, rooted ground to come, but it didn't.

Instead I landed on something. It was furry, soft, but somehow hard. I reopened my eyes and I felt the look of shock on my face.

I was sitting on the wolf. The same wolf that was looking at me. The one that saw me using my power.

It was looking at me and as though asking, Are you okay?

I scrambled to get of him, worried he might get mad any second.

"I'm okay," I said, when I was on my own feet again.

There was an uncomfortable silence for a few seconds before I turned to leave, but heavy footsteps stopped me in my tracks. I turned to see the wolf following me. I thought he was going to kill me now.

Instead, he opened his mouth and grabbed onto my sleeve and tugged toward him. I gave him a confused look. He tugged more and I followed. I couldn't really do anything, if I went to leave, he might get mad, and I wouldn't want that.

We finally stopped after a few minutes of walking. We were deeper in the woods. He let go of my sweater and I stood there.

I looked at him. He was giving me a look that I couldn't read.

I slowly sat down and leaned against the tree. He sat down as well and put his head on my leg. Which was kinda heavy. Since he wasn't a normal wolf. Or not a wolf at all. Maybe he was in the same family of wolves, but just bigger.

I awkwardly pulled out my book and continued to read.

We stayed like that for awhile. Without even knowing it, my hand was on his head and scratching behind his ear. He made a grunt sortha-noise and leaned toward the touch.

I stopped scratching him.

Seconds later, I felt a nudge against me, and looked away from my book to see him staring at me as though saying, Why did you stop?

I resumed scratching, to satisfy him.

I was feeling more comfortable with Mr. Wolf.

Out of nowhere I said, "I wonder what you would look like human."

His head jerked up. I guess he does understand me.

I ignored it and was counting the possibilities of what he might look like.

"You would probably be..." I began and looked at him in the eye. "Certainly muscular." I chuckled lightly. He was big and his body felt hard. "How did you form hard muscles?" I found myself asking.

He let out a grunt of some-sort.

I continued, "You would be... good-looking, I guess." I patted his head.

"Funny. Smart. Tall. Brave. Strong. Calm?" I asked.

His head bobbed up and down. Then he shook his head. Was that a yes? No? So-so?

I shrugged it off.

I continued to list the possibilities of what he would look like if he was human, and he listened... or at least I think he was listening.

"Now I wish you were human," I said, after minutes of listing.

He looked at me, with what looked like a... guilty look? I have no idea. He looked almost sad. I couldn't exactly tell.

Then I realised something; I haven't named him yet.

"What would be a good name for you?" I asked him.

He looked like he was seriously in thought. I was too.

"Axel?"

He nudged me. I'm taking that as a 'no'.

"Fenix?"
Nudge.

"Killer?"
Harder nudge.

"Patches?"
Nudge.

"Kiss?"
He blinked for a few seconds, then he nudged me. Harder this time.

After many funny, weird, unique, crazy names and nudges, I asked him one more before I officially gave up.

"Paul?"

I waited and expected another nudge. But seconds later, I found him bobbing his head up and down. Yes! No more nudging!

I continued scratching his ear. Then I looked at my watch; 5:31

"Shoot. I better be going." I went to stand up, but he wouldn't make me move.

I looked at him; he looked almost mad. As though he didn't want me to go.

"Sorry, Paul." I said. "But I have to go home."

I slowly stood up and brushed the dirt off my clothes.

"Don't worry, Paul. We'll see each other again." I told him. But I wasn't totally sure. But I didn't want to hurt him. A wolf. That would be a bad thing to do.

I felt the weather change again; The grey clouds coming in again with a few drops of rain.

Great. I was feeling sad. I rarely feel sad. I'm usually happy. But... this... it felt like losing a friend. A best friend.

I didn't want to say good-bye. Instead, I just turned and left. Leaving Paul alone.

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Wow! Long chapter! Yay!

I actually had no idea where this idea came from. I just decided for Junior to meet a wolf. Possible member of the Quileute tribe. I'm guessing you already know who he is. Duh! Haha.

Anyway, leave a review! And what should Junior do next? Go for another walk that leads him to La Push? I have no idea! You'll just have to wait and see!

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