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Jared's Point Of View

7:30 AM

Beep. Beep. Beep. I lifted my head to see where the annoying sound was coming from, and noticed it was coming from the alarm clock. Stupid alarm clock. I picked it up off of my night stand, and threw it at the wall. It shattered into pieces. I was satisfied, so I threw the sheets back over my body.

I heard the door open, but I didn't look up to see who it was. I snored, and pretended to sleep, this was not a very good plan, knowing whoever it was probably heard the alarm clock shatter.

"JARED NAHL!!! Get up, NOW!!! I don't care how sick you feel, you are going back to school today. You can't talk me out of this one, your father and I have already talked about it. We understand how weird it will be, going back after this whole thing, but you've already missed to much school." She whipped the covers off of my body, and I groaned at her.

"Mom, can't I just stay home for first period? I have study hall so it doesn't even matter..." I looked up at her with my best puppy dog face. She bought it.

"Fine, but this is only this one time, Jared. Don't expect me to be nice to you all the time now because you're a werewolf. I know it makes you tired but-" I cut her off.

"Yeah yeah, I got it. Thanks mom, you're the best." She smiled, and threw the blanket back over me. I was still tired from patrolling last night, but I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about what everyone would think about me when I got to school. They'd all think that I'm on steroids or something because I grew so much. But they couldn't know the truth. No one ever could except the pack, which at the time only consists of me and Sam, my parents, and eventually my imprint. I am a werewolf. A vampire slaying werewolf. I sighed, and rolled over in my bed.

The worst part about being a werewolf is leaving all of your old friends. Sam says it's too dangerous to be around other people, so I have to ditch them and pretend I don't like them. At first, I was pissed because I didn't want to give up my life. But Sam convinced me that it was for the good of everyone in La Push, so I guess it's kinda cool. So, I still need to think of an excuse to tell my friends as to why I can't hang out with them anymore.

And then there's Lindsey. She was my girlfriend. But with pack stuff, I just can't deal with her. Literally, I can't. Sam ordered me to stay away from her. And him being the stupid Alpha, I have to listen to him. It's actually not that bad though, 'cause I didn't really like her anyway. She was just another popular girl that I hooked up with, and then she became obsessed with me. I was going to break up with her eventually anyway.

I sighed again, and tried to fall back asleep and get some rest before going to my own personal hell.

8:15 AM

I woke up to my mom pulling the sheet off of my bed. I rolled over, and stretched. My whole body hung off of the bed because the only thing that actually fit on it was my torso. I rubbed my eyes, and saw that my mom was still standing in my room.

"Jared, get up. Class starts in less than a half an hour." She stood there, waiting for me to get up. I already caused her enough stress for a lifetime, so I sat up in my bed.

"Can you, uh, leave? I need to get dressed." She laughed at me, kissed the top of my head, and walked away, closing the door behind her.

I walked across my room and up to my dresser. I picked out the only pair of pants that still fit me, which happened to be sweat pants. Awesome, first day back and I'm going to look like a hobo. I pulled the first shirt I saw over my head, and checked myself in the mirror. Sam made me cut my hair, so it was short now. I didn't mind it, I actually like it. But as I looked in the mirror, I was actually nervous. I was nervous as to what all of the kids at school would think of me. I needed to talk to Sam.

I almost ran out of the house, but then I remembered my mom was here so I ran up to her. "Mom, I'm going to run over to Sams really fast and talk to him about this whole school thing. I'll see you after school, love you." I grabbed a box of pop tarts, and ran towards my car.

When I pulled up to his house, I could smell Emily's pancakes. I could smell them from a mile away thanks to my super senses, but anyone could because they smelled good no matter what. I loved her cooking. Although I just ate a box of pop tarts, I could manage to scarf down a couple of pancakes. I didn't bother knocking, I just walked into their small, yellow house. I was always welcome, or at least that's what Emily said.

They were in the kitchen. I walked in about to say something, but then I saw Sam kissing her all over her body, while she stood there laughing. Sick. She saw me, and immediately stopped laughing.

"Jared, hi. What are you doing here?" She tried to push Sam off of her, but he wouldn't take it. He kissed her lips, and when he pulled away she laughed again. Then, he turned towards me. He looked like he could have killed me.

"This better be good, Jared." He sat down at the table, and Emily sat down next to him. When he saw this, he pulled her off her chair and placed her on his lap. She laughed, and looked up to me.

"Oh, stop Sam. I told him he's always welcome. And he's just in time for pancakes." She kissed his cheek, and walked over to the stove. Sam looked at me with his angry look again, and I swallowed a lump in my throat. He will find out eventually, so I just need to tell him.

"OK, I just needed to talk to you about school. How did you go back? I was a nervous wreck this morning in my room. I just need to know what you did. I'm afraid of what they'll all think of me." Emily walked up and placed a plate of pancakes in front of me. I ate them, and looked at Sam for his response. He was eating his pancakes too, but then he looked at me and saw me waiting for an answer.

"Well, Jared. It was definitely harder for me because I had no one else, it was just me. But I just kept telling myself that it was OK because I was protecting all of the people that were talking about me. I know it sounds crazy, but it helped me. You're here to protect them, and they don't even know it. It actually is an amazing feeling. You'll see." He shoved another pancake in his mouth, and I looked at the clock.

"I gotta go, I'm already ten minutes late. Thanks for the pancakes Emily. And thanks for the advice Sam." Emily came over and hugged me. She looked like she could cry when she looked at me. I laughed at her, and ran out the door. When I got in my car, I was nervous again. I was nervous the whole ride there.

I parked my car, and sat there for five minutes trying to convince myself to just go inside. But I couldn't. My body wouldn't allow it. I almost ran off into the woods to talk to Sam, but I knew he would be angry and force me to go to school. So, with all of my effort, I got out of my car and walked the slowest I could to the main office.

The secretary almost didn't recognize me. But when she did, she looked shocked that I was actually here, in school. She handed me my pass, still not saying a word. Oh God, if this was how the secretary reacted, I wonder what everyone else will be like. I slowly walked to class, and then I was there, in front of my math class. I breathed in and out a couple of times, and opened the door. It was silent in the class room, and all heads snapped up to look at me. Most jaws dropped. I stood there like an idiot, not knowing what to do. This was terrible, it was my personal hell. If they weren't taking a test, they would have all started to whisper. I looked around the room to meet everyone's eyes, they were all confused and amazed.

"Ah, Jared. You finally decided to join us! Welcome back! Well, as you can see, we are taking a test today. A test that you couldn't take because you weren't here to learn the material!" It was Mrs. Martina, our math teacher. I walked over to her desk, looking at the ground the entire time. I handed her the pass, and realized I hadn't thought of an excuse for my teachers yet. Crap.

"Yeah, sorry. I was sick last week, and then this week I had, a...uh..a family emergency." I stood up straighter and looked her in the eye, trying to show her how hurt I was. She believed it.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Jared. I didn't...the office doesn't tell me these things so...yeah. Well, as you can see, we have a new seating arrangement. You sit right behind Kim." I looked over to my desk, and walked towards it. Kate? No, Kim. Yeah Kim looked down at her desk before I could look at her. I wonder if she was new here, I sure haven't seen her before.

I saw Mrs. Martina walking to me with a stack of papers, and I shifted in my seat. Great, as if patrolling isn't bad enough, I get a whole packet of homework to do.

"These are all of your missed assignments. The book has all of the formulas, or you could just copy them down from someone and memorize them. Kim here probably has all of the sheet for you to copy." She looked at Kim, who sat in front of me, then back at me, and walked back to her desk. Weird. Kim sat there for a minute, and I coughed to get her attention. She started to turn towards me, so I went to my backpack for my notebook and a pencil. I found the notebook, but as I dug through it, I couldn't find a pencil. As if she could read my mind, she handed me a pencil and her folder.

"All of the papers are in order by dates, so it shouldn't be too hard to figure it all out."

Her voice sounded so beautiful, but I couldn't figure out why. I flipped through my notebook, looking for a place to take notes when I decided to say something.

"Thanks so much, I don't know-" And then I looked up at her. She was beautiful. Why hadn't I noticed her before? She was the best thing on this Earth, and I felt very attracted to her. There was also this pull that kept telling me to keep her safe. She needed to be protected no matter what. She was wonderful, and everything I needed to keep me alive.

Then she made a sad face, and I felt that I had caused it. I felt terrible, and angry with myself. If she wasn't here, I would have phased, but somehow she kept me under control.

"You're welcome. You can keep them as long as you need to. Just give them back when you're done? Thanks." She smiled at me, and it was the most beautiful smile ever. It reached her eyes, but somehow it seemed forced. She turned back around too quickly; I couldn't stare at her anymore so I couldn't know that she was really safe. I couldn't concentrate for the rest of the period, I just sat there taking her in. Everyone else probably thought I was a creep, but I didn't care. She smelled like strawberries and vanilla mixed together. It was intoxicating. And then the bell rang, and she jumped out of her seat. Crap, I still had her pencil. At least I would get to talk to her again. I ran up behind her, and for the first time I noticed what she was wearing. A tight, red dress. Hmm, she was gorgeous in it. I could just stare at her all day. But I couldn't at least not yet. I grabbed her arm, and she spun around. And she waited for me to talk, but I couldn't she was to beautiful.

"You...I...Your pencil?" SMOOTH, very smooth Jared. I handed her the pencil, and she shoved it in her bag. Then she looked up to me. I didn't want to look away. I need to be there for her. I need to protect her. I need to love her. And I need her to love me. I could hear people in the halls whispering about us, but I didn't care. I wanted to be with her forever, no one else mattered in this world but her.

"Thanks, Jared." I smiled. She knew my name. And when she said it, it was so casual and normal that she acted like she knew me for years. I wish she had known me for years. I wanted to be with her for many more years. When I smiled, she smiled up to me. And I looked at her while she was smiling, and I couldn't help but smile even wider. I was like a lovesick puppy because I looked like an idiot, but I didn't care. Her smile warmed my insides, and suddenly I realized that everything was going to be O.K., as long as she was here with me. She noticed the people in the hallways talking, and she seemed nervous. She looked down, and walked away from me. I ran after her, but halfway, I gave up. She wouldn't ever love me. I didn't know what to do without her here beside me. I felt empty, like she took my heart with her. She could if she wanted to and it made her happy.

I walked to my next class on a cloud, so happy that I got to meet her. Kim. I sighed as I thought her name, it fit her perfectly. She was perfect in every way. Then I sat down in my English class and continued to think about her. Then it came to me.

What just happened? Was I crazy? I just met her and I loved her. This was all too weird...but then I remembered I was a werewolf. And there's this thing called imprinting. Sam said it was very rare, but he was lucky enough to have imprinted on Emily. I knew it would happen to me. And It did.

I imprinted on my first day back as a werewolf.

I imprinted on Kim.