A/N so I've finally updated after soooo long, but I've just been so insanely busy lately with a lot of family and personal stuff so I just haven't really had the time to sit down a write for a while. But man does it feel good to finally do it! .

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Scigeekgirl

Loula Lahote

Wolf lover of Michigan

Wolfie96

EGilly

Everything's Changing.

My eyes traced over Hectors blurred features, watching as his lips moved with distorted and fuzzy words which almost echoed in my mind. The sound of the revving engine was clear as a ringing bell, no distortion or strange echoing filled my ear drums. Everything was normal; the flying swirl of green which passed us by as we drove and the pouring rain falling from the heavens was all clear and ordinary.

Hector was the only thing which wasn't normal today.

I tried to concentrate on his words, but the more he talked the more his voice sounded almost robotic and impossible to understand. So all I could do was nod as he sped down the rural road towards school, the speeding car and scenery being the only thing which assured me I wasn't going neither blind nor deaf. I had no clue as to how I was meant to act in this sort of situation, I mean it wasn't like schooling exactly teaches you lessons based on suddenly finding out your boyfriend is some sort of freaky blurred alien.

So I just sat there, trying to listen as intently as possible to the unfocused words which continued to leave Hectors lips. His mouth moved, opening and closing yet each word was like a scrambled puzzle, impossible to place together. "S…So-so coach reck-re…s-some I can, can st-aaaaa playing quar-t-t-t back and ta…. -othy's pl-place." All I could do was nod along with his confusing words, hoping that my nodding was an appropriate reply for his words. My nods seemed to work, as Hector didn't seem to be noticing my ability to notice his freaky alieness.

Eventually, and thankfully we finally reached school grounds and almost instantly after Hector put the car into park I hurried out of the passenger seat. The cold winter air thrashed against my thin clothing, causing a small shiver to rock my sensitive body. My head was still throbbing, after all I assumed it to be expected after all that had occurred in such a short amount of time. I turned at the click of the door on the other side of the car opening, flinching when I saw Hectors blurred head rise from the car. His blurred face turned in my direction, his lips lifting up into a smile through the heavy fog of blurred colour. I force a small smile back at him and then quickly diverted my eyes from his face, trying to look anywhere which didn't involve blurry faced aliens.

But the crowded parking lot gave me no such joy.

Instead my eyes met a group of five native boys, crowded around a large truck laughing at something they all found amusing. Only, just like Hector, their voices were distorted.

And not only that, but each of their faces were covered with a heavy layer of blurred colour, making it impossible for me to recognise them, let alone see their features. I fell against the side of the car, my eyes probably as wide as fucking saucers as my eyes glued themselves to the group of laughing boys. What the hell was happening here!?

My eyes search the rest of the parking lot, hoping to find an ordinary face. And I was lucky I did, or I would have dropped down to the floor and started rocking back and forth in insanity. A girl was walking up to the school wearing a black hoody while looking down at her phone with a small smile. I released a small sigh of relief, glad that I wasn't the only normal looking one here. But I continued my search for normalcy, only to find more confusion brought on by freaky aliens. A tall man with russet skin had his heavy arm wrapped around a shorter girl's waist, walking across the parking lot just like everyone else. The girls face was normal, a small smirk on her face as she spoke to the tall russet man. Everything looked ordinary, just a simple couple walking towards their school.

Only the guys face was anything but normal.

Just like every other dude I had seen, this guy's face was identical, equally blurred and distorted and from this distance I can still hear the grotesque echo of his voice. Every male in sight had their features blurred and unrecognizable to me, the sound of their voices carried by the wind held nothing but distortion to me. And suddenly, I felt like I was suffocating amongst these peculiar faces, these face which belonged in some sort of sci-fi horror film.

But this was reality, and not only was every man as far as the eye can see faces blurred, but my boyfriend too. "Mamie?" I made out the somewhat clearer voice of Hector as he made his way around the car, his face still blurred oddly. And when he reached out his hand to touch mine, I couldn't help but flinch away in fear, remembering the electric pain that pierced me the last time Hector touched me. His face scared me, made me want nothing more than to run in the opposite direction, and run towards-

I pause, the thought ending there as my mind swirls in confusion at the sudden brainwave.

What was I thinking of running towards?

"Wh-whats wrooong?" Hector's unnatural voice asks me, his lips forming into a frown through the fog. I feel myself shiver at the frightening voice, feeling like I was in some sort of gruesome horror movie, with no way of escaping from the monster. Because that monster was my boyfriend.

"No-Nothing." I stutter pitifully, but could you really blame me? Here I was, surrounded by a crowd of blurred faces, and having no idea as to why they were like that. Every female as far as I could see were perfectly ordinary, their faces clear to my eyes. It didn't make any sense to me, how was it that I was suddenly incapable of seeing or properly hearing boys?

I stand to my feet slowly, my eyes never leaving Hector's blurred features, in fear that he would suddenly lash out and attack me. My thoughts almost seemed irrational, even to me. I mean Hector was my boyfriend, and he had been for a long time now. Why was I suddenly afraid of him? Why was I suddenly seeing him and every other boy like this? It made no sense to me, and to be quite honest, I felt like I genuinely didn't want to find out.

What if something was mentally seriously wrong with me? What if I was having some sort of mental break down? Which wouldn't be totally uncanny, with everything that went on in my messed up life. Maybe the stress of my family finally got to me? Maybe I was so messed up that I was starting to see bizarre illusions that made every guy I saw faces blurry to my eyes.

Right now all I knew was that I had to get away, that I had to get away from Hector and his sickly disturbing voice.

I rushed past Hector, not even bothering to come up with some sort of excuse as to my sudden departure. I couldn't even look at him, not when his face was so distorted and messed up like that. I could hear his disturbing voice shout out after me, nonsense to my ears as I hurried away from the boy I used to be crazy about. Yet look at me now, I couldn't even stand to look at his face without feeling ill and afraid.

I hurried up the school steps and entered the school, lowering my head with a gasp as I noticed more blurred faces, their distorted chatter filling the air. I felt ill, like I was about to hurl all over the schools polished grey floor.

The large crowd of students nearly smothered me, choking me with its poisoning air as I stumbled unsteadily towards my locker. I didn't want to be here, I didn't want to be around all these people, all these alien like creatures that made me feel ill looking at their blurred features. Their voices made my ears ring, made me press my hands against my ears in an attempt to block their voices. Yet it didn't help, the disturbing noise only continued on further.

Someone, please save me from the noise.

"Mamie?" A clear musical voice came from behind me, causing me to look behind me from where I was leaning against a random locker. There stood Nerissa, her face ordinary and the same as yesterday when I had last seen her. I wanted to cry out in relief when I saw a familiar face, finally feeling a form of calm wash over me as I saw her.

"You don't look so good." Nerissa comments, frowning in concern as she looks me over. I could feel the sweat trickling down my temple, the type a person usually got when they were insanely ill. My hands were shaking uncontrollably, and I was sure I must be as pale as death itself. The voices wouldn't stop; they were so disgusting I could barely even stand it. Yet having Nerissa nearby almost numbed the sickly feeling inside of me.

Almost.

"Hector told me you totally blew him off when you got to school. What's wrong?" Nerissa questions me, reaching out to touch my shoulder. I flinched away slightly, remembering again the painful shock of electricity that coursed through me when Hector had touched me. Yet when Nerissa's hand touched my shoulder there was… Nothing, no pain, no sudden shock of electricity, just the ordinary warmth of her hand against my shoulder.

"It's nothing, I just don't feel well." I answer her question, feeling my breathing slow down slightly now that Nerissa was around. What was I going to tell her? That I had some freaky bonding moment with Paul when he came banging down my door and started chasing me through my house, and then suddenly Hector comes over and now every boy I see is blurred and makes me feel like I'm gonna hurl?

I stiffened at those thoughts, remembering properly the incident between Paul and I. Was that the cause behind all of this? But that didn't make any sense, what would Paul have to do with any of this? How was that incident able to make every guy I see have their face blurred?

Hell, I didn't even understand why such a moment occurred between Paul and me.

Now that I thought about it, I could still feel that weight on my shoulders. That heavy bulk which had suddenly appeared the moment I met Paul's eyes. I remember, at the time I had thought to myself that this extra load was Paul himself, that it was Pauls entire being. But that must have been some stupid sappy caught in the moment thought. And this extra weight might just mean that I'd put on a few extra pounds.

It didn't even make sense that I would have thought that, that I would have thought Paul had suddenly become a part of me.

So stupid.

Suddenly the bell chimed loudly above us, alerting everyone it was time to be heading off to class. When the bell chimed I had expected my head to throb from the loud sound, like it had done for the past week ever since my sudden loss of appetite and sensitive hearing occurred. But there was nothing, just the simple echo of the bell that filled the animated halls.

What the fuck was going on here?

"Come on, you and I have Math together right?" Nerissa smiles at me, grabbing a hold of my hand as she drags me towards my locker, waiting for me to collect my stuff. I groan internally, cursing all my gods for making of all days Thursday today, the day I had Math's first thing in the morning. Curse my luck.

Once I had collected the books I needed for this class, I followed Nerissa with slow steps towards our assigned classroom, feeling as if each step was draining more and more of my strength and will. Every time a random dude passed me by, blurred faces galore, I would instantly flinch and shudder as a wave of illness washed over me. The sentiment was basic instinct, totally unwanted and unexpected as it pounded into me at the mere sound of a man's voice.

We finally reached the classroom, the last ones too as everyone had already taken their seats and were facing the teacher as he rummaged through his notes, humming slightly. Nerissa and I snuck in, sitting at the two empty back row seats, slipping into them with excellent stealth. I forced myself to stare down at my desk, avoiding all the blurred faces in the room. The teacher began to speak, yet his voice, just like everyone else, was completely distorted to me, just mere nonsense as he spoke. My stomach turned at the voice, and once again all I wanted to do was run away from this place.

The class droned on at a slow pace, and by the end of it I felt like I was literally about to vomit all over Nerissa as we sat up from our seats, the bell signalling my escape. I rushed out of the room, racing past the students who too were hurrying out the door. I ignored Nerissa's shout of my name and ran in the direction of the closest bathroom, making sure to avoid any man's touch.

I reached the bathroom, hand covering mouth as I hurried into an empty stall, locking it behind me hastily. Yet the need to vomit must have been some sort of bizarre illusion because when I knelt over the toilet all I was able to do was dry retch, doing nothing but make my throat ache. I leaned away from the toilet seat, kneeling on the floor as I shook uncontrollably, feeling like I was about to shatter into thousands of tiny little pieces.

What was happening to me?

A loud chuckle suddenly filled up the once quiet bathroom, a feminine and girly laugh which seemed almost fake and artificial. I stood up instantly at the laugh, and turned towards the door, my cheeks flushing at the thought that someone might have heard my dry hurling into the toilet.

"I can't believe her, Jenna looks like such a skank with all that make up on!" A girl squealed in disgust, and I instantly knew I wouldn't be enjoying eavesdropping on this conversation. "I know right! Talk about clown face!" Another voice giggles, and I roll my eyes, cursing god for putting way to many idiots on this earth. Having already had enough of their childish back stabbing, I stepped towards the door and grasped onto the lock to turn it, only to stop as their giggling voices spoke once more.

"Hey did you see Paul today?" The giggles girl asked, and I instantly froze when the name left her lips a strange shudder surging through my body as my hand fell loosely at my side. "You bet I did! He's gotten soooo much hotter since he went AWOL." Squeals said, and I could practically see the flirtatious smirk on her face through the door. I tensed unconsciously, an unfamiliar emotion boiling my blood at her words, and for what I did not know. All I knew was that I suddenly wanted to strangle her.

"Amen to that. But is it just me or is he acting really weird today?" Giggles replied and at her question I listened more intently, pressing my ear up against the door to listen in on what they were saying. "You're right, he wouldn't even look at me when I was talking to him. And word has it that Amanda was being her usual self and started feeling him up, and he totally flipped out and jumped like ten feet away from her, like she had burnt him or something!" Squeals shouted to her friend with a surprised tone and I myself couldn't help but feel shocked too at such a response from Paul.

Paul usually had been the type who relished in Amanda being all touchy feely with him, yet now suddenly he rejected her? The thought seemed almost surreal, that the famous panty grabber would suddenly not want his favourite tennis partner touching him was unbelievably bizarre. "I heard he's not even hanging out with his friends anymore, and that he's been hanging out with Jared Cameron and Sam Uley" Giggles added, lowering her voice as if they were discussing some sort of worldwide epidemic that was to be kept hidden from the world. "I heard about that too." Squeals whispers back, the sound of their footsteps walking away from where I stood, ear pressing up against door as I eaves dropped.

"He's really changed a lot." Squeals spoke, the door shutting behind them as they exited the bathroom, leaving me frozen to the spot where I stood. Hesitantly I unlocked the door, staring at my shivering reflection with wide eyes.

Why had I done that? Why hadn't I left the stall and just exited the room the moment they started talking about Paul? I mean that's what I usually did whenever the moment appeared. What was wrong with me? I leant against the sink, my hands grasping tightly onto the counter as I breathed deeply, my body shaking. I couldn't believe it, I couldn't believe that I had just done something totally polar opposite to what I used to do.

When I eventually left the bathroom, I saw Nerissa leaning against the wall besides the door, a concerned look on her face when she saw me. "Are you okay?" She immediately asks me, walking up to me with a frown on her face. I nod my head mutely, words trapped inside of me as I stared down at the ground feeling so unlike myself. This wasn't me, this wasn't how I reacted to any situation. I never let Nerissa see me like this, I never let anything get the best of me.

Yet here I was, shuddering and scared out of my mind as I thought of all that had transpired today. I was worried for my mental health, worried that something wasn't right in my head. I managed to compose myself, breathing deeply through my nose as I thought over how irrational I was acting and how I shouldn't let all these things get to my head. I opened my eyes, mask on and troubles buried as I smiled at Nerissa.

"I'm alright now." I smile, hoping to reassure Nerissa enough to erase the large frown on her face. My smile seems to win her over as she returns it with a small smile herself, grabbing my hand and holding it in hers. "Good, you had me worried." Nerissa sighs heavily, her eyes brightening with their usual glow as she pulls on my hand. "Now come on, I'm starving!" Nerissa complains, returning to her usual self just as I had. I felt normal again, and I lightly chuckled at Nerissa as she dragged me behind her. "Alright, alright!" I laugh, a smile reaching my lips as I trail behind her, tightening my hold on her hand so she wouldn't suddenly topple me over.

I was so lucky to have a friend like Nerissa.

We entered the cafeteria, the chatter making me feel ill instantly as the retarded voices of the men tainted my ears. Yet I managed it, tuning out the loud chatter and forcing it into the background, ignoring it like I did with all of my problems. This time when Nerissa and I reached the front of the line, instead of grabbing a small simple apple, I piled my plate with food, even going as far as too putting on the lunch ladies meatloaf. This caused both Nerissa and the lunch lady to raise their eyebrows in my direction and all I could do was shrug slightly. "I didn't have any breakfast." I shrug, turning away from the suspicious look, and walking towards our customary table, only to freeze when I spotted Hector's blurred face.

Shit.

I instantly looked down at the ground, walking towards the table with Nerissa by my side as I freaked out in my head. I couldn't handle this right now, I couldn't handle having to act all normal and fine sitting in my customary spot besides Hector, acting like I wasn't unbelievably afraid of his messed up face. Yet I stayed strong, forcing myself to sit down beside Hector, ignoring my instinct to move away as his retarded lips lifted up in a smile. "H-hey." His sickly disturbing voice echoed into my ear, and I tensed instantly when his arm draped itself over my shoulder.

The pain was instant, coursing through my entire body from the spot where his hand touched my shoulder. My lips shuddered as I tried with all my might to hold in my cry of pain, the intense tingling sensation continuing and growing profounder the longer his hand rested on my shoulder.

Hector didn't seem to detect this as he began to chat away with his broken voice, talking nonsense to all our other friends. I tried not to move, I tried not to cry out from the pain of his touch, but my resolve was slipping and any moment now I knew I would-

"Get your hand off her."

Time instantly halted, everything dwindled away into the distance, dark and clouded as the person who stood in front of me became the centre of my vision. The blinding pain in my shoulder numbed, and suddenly there was nothing but him and his clear and mellow voice.

Paul stood to my side, his hands clenched at his side as he seemed to rumble his body like an earth quake, shuddering with his teeth clenched, his eyes infuriated. My eyes were wide as I stared up at him, shock and surprise veiling my mind and disregarding everything around me, I focused on his face.

It was his face, no blur and no distortion of his voice, just Paul.

What the fuck?

That's all I could think, that's all that rationally swirled through my head as my eyes traced over Paul's features, the fierce clench of his jaw and his savage incensed eyes which glowed fiercly. "Ex-excuse meeee?" Hectors voice said from behind me, his hand tightening on my shoulder, causing the jolt of electricity to intensify. I let out a curt groan of pain, barely audible and loud enough to be heard, yet somehow, Paul managed to catch this. A loud reverberation left his lips, sounding much like a growl as his fists clenched even more, his body quaking.

"You're hurting her." Paul growls out, his body shaking uncontrollably. My cheeks flushed slightly when people began to look over in our direction, the cafeteria quieting slightly as all eyes watched us with interest. I looked over to Nerissa for help, only to see her staring at Paul intently, watching his every move with interest as he shook, and vibrated hysterically.

"Paul!" A voice shouts out suddenly, causing us all to stare in the direction of Jared Cameron as he walked towards us, a determined look in his eyes. Paul stiffens when he sees him walking toward us, and a look of panic seems to overcome him as he glances over at me suddenly.

"Shit!" Paul shouts, reaching out to me with his large hands and then proceeding to throw me carefully over his sturdy shoulder, like some sort of caveman, then racing out of the cafeteria like an elephant caught on fire, ignoring the shouts of our names as he ran.

A/N Phew *wipes away sweat* that was some work there, I had a lot of fun with this chapter This one's a bit of a cliffy so I'm hoping to update much more quicker than I did before.

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