Quick Pre-Author's Note: (If that's a thing)

I always forget to do disclaimers so, yeah, definitely do not own Twilight.

Also, this is a warning. This chapter is going to be tons shorter compared to my other chapters. Honestly, this was my least favorite chapter in the original book. But...enjoy(:

SCARY STORIES

I hate to admit this, but I wasn't looking for Friday at all.

Yes, I was turning into one of those girls who depended on her boyfriend or crush to make her day. Pathetic, I know. But wouldn't you do the same if it was Edward Cullen?

Jessica wanted to know the whole lunch with Edward in Trig. She asked a lot of questions, but I was prepared for most of them.

"So what did Edward Cullen want yesterday?" Jessica asked.

"As friends, he wanted to have lunch with me." I answered simply and truthfully.

"You looked like you were having a great time. He did too. I don't think I've ever seen him smile that much." Jessica smiled. I think she was trying to hint at something…

"Well we're becoming good friends…" I explained, slowly.

"A huh. Well you want to know what's strange? I've also never seen him with anyone else besides his family before."

"I guess." Was my only reply.

I sat down at my table for lunch with just my orange juice and french fries, they didn't have anything good today.

"Aubrie! You're going to sit with us today?" Lauren asked brightly.

"I always sit here." I replied, smiling.

"We didn't know if you would be joining the Cullens from now on." Mike practically spat out the word 'Cullen'.

"We're friends now. I didn't know I had to stay in one spot all the time." I furrowed my eyebrows.

Mike immediately backtracked his words but I zoned him out.

Then we started talking about the beach trip tomorrow.

"It's supposed to be unusually hot tomorrow. Almost 80. There's supposed to be sun, too." Mike said excitedly.

I wasn't really looking forward to it because that means I have to talk to Jacob. I was really hoping to avoid the whole love triangle mess.

When I got home, my dad was in a happy mood about the weather. So happy, he tried to grill some steaks outside. They ended up being slightly charred, but he tried.

I woke up with the sun's rays spilling into my bedroom window. I haven't had that wakeup call in a long time.

I smiled and put on my bikini underneath some shorts and baggy t-shirt. I pulled up my long, naturally wavy, hair in a ponytail. Then I slipped on some flip flops, grabbed my barely used sunglasses, and got in my car.

Newton's Olympic Outfitters looked exactly like I imagined. I stepped out and walked over to my cheerleader friends and Angela.

We were talking until Mike hugged me from behind, which was extremely awkward, especially with Jessica watching.

I quickly tried to get out of his arms. "Hi Mike."

"Hey Aubrie, I'm glad you came. Isn't it nice outside?"

"Beautiful," I agreed.

"Are you riding in my car?" Mike asked.

"She's going to ride with me." Molly saved me.

Mike looked very sad before Jessica said, "I'll ride with you, Mike!"

He tried to look happy but he walked off with his head down.

The kid is weird.

"Thanks for that." I said to Molly as Jessica followed Mike.

"No problem. He needs to get over you and start noticing Jess!" Molly practically screeched.

"I agree," I laughed and got in Molly's spacious van that seats 8 people. It was Molly, Natalie, Shae, Angela, Brittany, Katherine, and Tara, and myself. Danielle and Lauren tagged along with Jessica in Mike's car. They were all practically my best friends.

We got to the beach a little bit later than everyone else and there was a fire already going. The boys wanted to hike to the tide pools and I decided to stay with the girls.

We got bored and decided to practice our routine in bikinis. Then the Quileutes arrived.

"Hey Aubrie!" Jacob called out.

I grinned and waved back.

"Aubrie? Aubrie is here?" A very familiar voice said.

"Trevor!" I called gleefully before running into his arms. I used a lot of force so it brought him back a little. Although he had gotten inches taller. He was also a lot more muscular. Well, Seattle does have a better football/basketball/baseball program then Forks.

He chuckled. "How's your life going?"

"Life is going fantastic! Yours?"

"Well," he scratched the back of his head, a nervous habit for him, "my father relocated again. We moved to La Push like a week ago."

I hit him across his chest. "And you didn't tell me?"

"I thought you would be mad. Especially after what I did. I'm really sorry for that." Trevor said, his tone filled with sorrow.

The boys came back and the look on Mike's face was jealousy and anger when he saw Trevor talking to me.

"Glad to see you again, Trevor." Mike greeted stiffly.

"Been taking care of my girl, Mikey?" Trevor teased, pulling me closer.

I raised my eyebrows. "Your girl?"

He winked. "Always will be."

I rolled my eyes and noticed Mike had already left and went to talk to Jessica.

I tend to do that with Trevor, he always captures my attention and I forget about important things.

Like talking to Jacob to listen to some snooze legends I already have read about a billion times.

"I need to talk to Jacob," I said suddenly, breaking Trevor away from his current story he was telling me.

"Wait! Before you do so, walk with me." Trevor coaxed.

I raised an eyebrow at his request. "Sure…"

"So word is you're with Cullen now," he started off as we walked along the shoreline.

"We're friends, but that's it." I said sternly. I'll leave out the part how Edward and I are soul mates and I have been madly in love with him since I cracked open an emo looking book that goes by the name Twilight. Maybe I should leave out the Edward cut out I have that I had to hide under my bed in case anyone sees, too.

"Was he going to come here?" Trevor asked. If he really has been in La Push for a week, then he already knew the answer to that. He can't!

"No, for some reason the Cullens don't come around here."

Trevor grimaced. "Yeah…well, they're not supposed to."

I raised my eyebrows in false surprise. "Why not?"

"I don't think I'm supposed to tell anymore."

So Trevor knows the stories…Oh well. I'd rather hear it from him then Jacob anyway.

"I won't tell anyone, Trev. You know little curious old me; I've always been very good at keeping secrets. Remember that one time in the hot tub? I haven't told anyone that." I said flirtily.

To clear things up, we weren't doing anything bad. I'm saving myself for marriage. But we were in a hot tub at his house and we were just kissing. He got real excited- you know down there- and it made me laugh for the longest time. The poor guy was super embarrassed.

Trevor gulped loudly. "Do you like scary stories?"

Way to be like Jacob, Trevor.

"I don't like scary movies, but scary stories? My favorite!"

"Well in La Push, the people here are from the Quileute tribe. Actually my mom is Quileute. She is Jacob's dad's sister making Jacob my first cousin." Trevor said.

"You never told me that!" I was really surprised about that one. But it kinda made sense, Trevor was tan.

"You never asked. Well, there are loads of legends that get passed down. Most are pretty bogus and date back as far as the Flood with Noah and the Ark. But, the most popular one is that we descended from Wolves. People take that one the most serious out of all of them; it is illegal to kill the wolves in La Push." Trevor explained.

"I can't believe you didn't tell me you were Quileute." Was all I could say.

Trevor grinned but frowned at what he had to say next. "Then there are stories about the cold ones."

I burst out laughing, just like I did when I read it for the first time in Twilight. I have the tendency to do that…

"The cold ones? What a lame name!" I laughed.

Trevor chuckled. "Except they aren't lame. They are to be taken very seriously on the reservation. They have legends, too. Some as old as the wolf legends. Some very recently, also. My great grandfather was the one who supposedly made a treaty to keep them off of our land."

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Your great grandfather?"

"He was the tribal leader, chief, alpha. Whatever he was, he was important. Now my uncle is. You see, the cold ones are natural enemies of the werewolves. You know, men who turn into wolves?"

"I know what a werewolf is, Trevor." I rolled my eyes.

"Just checking. Anyway, apparently all cold ones are bad to the werewolves. But the cold ones my great grandfather encountered were different. They didn't get their food like the other cold ones; they did it in a different way that was supposedly better. So my great grandfather struck up a peace treaty. If they stayed off our land, we wouldn't expose them." Trevor explained.

"So they weren't dangerous, then what's the big deal?"

"The big deal is that they're still a risk around humans. You never know about their self-control, they can just go around eating people."

I scoffed in my mind. Self-control? This coming from a werewolf? Well, I knew he wasn't a werewolf yet, but he must be getting close…

"Woah, woah, woah. Hold the phone. They're good, but they can be bad? Clarify, please." I pretended to be confused. I needed to get all my facts straight, just in case if the book is screwing with me. I'm going to be pissed if it's the same thing, though.

"They claimed they didn't prey on humans but on animals." He said.

"So how does the Cullens all tie up in this. Is Dr. Cullen's great grandpa like a cold one or something?" I asked, biting my lip at how stupid this is.

"No…," cue the dramatic pause, "they're the same ones!"

I laughed. Not because of how stupid he sounds if I didn't know everything already, but because I'm wasting my time talking to my werewolf ex-boyfriend. I should've gone with Jacob. Maybe he would've sped this up.

"Well, they added on. A new boy and a new girl. But Carlisle, he was definitely the leader for them like a hundred years ago. They've been around way before your generation." Trevor explained.

"Is that code for saying you're a cold one? It's your generation too!"

"No, no, no. Fine, before our generation. Satisfied?"

I smiled and nodded. "So what are they? Freezing cannibals?"

"Blood drinkers, leeches, creatures of the night, vampires." Trevor listed.

"Well thanks for the scary story, but that sounds like bologna." I said.

"I know it does, but don't let anyone catch you saying that here, they'll cut your little white ass in a minute. Some kids here don't play around. Take Sam for an example. He's the big intimidating one hanging with Lauren." Trevor said.

I nodded.

"Don't let anyone know that I told you that either, I wasn't supposed to tell." Trevor said.

"Under lock and key," then I did the movements by pretending to zip my lips, lock it, and throw away the key.

He laughed at my childish behavior. "Let's get you back with the others."

We walked in silence on the way back to the beach.

"You should probably put on a shirt," Trevor commented.

"Why? All the other girls are wearing the shorts and bikini tops, too." I insisted.

"Well, Mike Newton keeps staring at you." Trevor said.

"Tell me something I don't know. He'd stare at me if I was wearing a hoodie and sweatpants. He needs to go away." I grumbled.

"Oh, so Mike Newton is moving in on my girl?" Trevor said.

"Well, he's tried. Many times. But I'm not interested in anyone right now, plus he and Jessica would be a power couple if he just accepts it." I ranted.

Trevor just laughed at me and walked me back towards the group.

"Where were you?" Tyler, Eric, and Mike all said at the same time.

"I was talking with Trevor. Trying to scare me with some dumb stories." Trevor and I shared a look.

"We're packing up. It looks like it's going to rain soon. The girls are about to leave, so I would hurry." Mike said.

I nodded and turned to Trevor. "Don't be a stranger!" I instructed.

He pulled me into a hug and I kissed his cheek.

Then I left to go home.

Author's Note:

Again, I apologize for the length. Not super proud of this chapter, but I know it's an element in the story I simply cannot skip.