Chapter 7: Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

I took a double take, he looked familiar, except different. He reminded me of someone who I didn't know very well. Someone I'd seen in passing…but who?

He looked frightening all of a sudden as if a realization had just hit him. He still looked disgusted by whatever smell he smelt - his nose was still scrunched up in distaste - but now he had an angry undercurrent.

"You're on the wrong side of the border…dog." He hissed at me.

"Wha-" What did he mean dog? I'm not a dog, I'm a girl...was this supposed to be some sort of diss? It wasn't very good but it did confuse me. "I don't know what you're talking about, but you have officially weirded me out...and it takes a lot to do that." I said controlling my voice. Whoever he was he was weird.

"Don't pretend you don't know just what you are mongrel, just stay off our side of the line or else big problems are going to appear for you and your pack." This was all whispered but I could tell that people were now listening in but at the moment this didn't matter.

He had said pack. Did that mean he knew about Quil and the others? But only werewolves and family knew about the werewolves. Unless...the vampires were back. As that thought hit me, I took an involuntary step back gasping for breath. The boy in front of me definitely resembled the pictures that had formed in my head when Quil spoke about them. Pale skin, goldeny-topaz eyes, gorgeous. But Quil had said that they had all left and wouldn't be back for a LONG time.

Why are there vampires in Forks now?

I don't know but I am now scared, and why did he think I was a part of the pack? I only hung out with werewolves I wasn't one of them.

"I...I don't know what you're talking about." I stated again gasping. My heart was pounding, I couldn't take in enough breath, and I was terrified. All my instincts now told me to run, run away fast. But my instincts weren't strong enough to move my immobile muscles. I couldn't move.

He just looked at me now fuming.

We stood there for a while just looking at each other, him in anger, me involuntarily, when he finally turned on his heel and stalked down the hall.

Once he was out of sight everything became normal again and the atmosphere became light with a bitter aftertaste of the former tense one. People started talking - I hadn't even realized how quiet and still it had gotten - and moving around. I crumpled to the ground, my once frozen muscles melting.

"Hey? Are you ok?" I looked up my eyes meeting those of my lab partners. All of a sudden I was lost in those deep blue eyes.

"y-ya." I stuttered back, he held out his hand to me and I gladly took it. I'm not sure if I could stand up on my own for a while. Together we gathered all of my books, notebooks, and everything else that had been strewn across the floor with my fall.

"That was pretty rude of him, I mean it's his first day at this school and he goes and picks a fight with one of the prettiest girls in school." He said glancing at me. I just nodded; I was kind of numb now, and a little scared. If this is how he's going to react every day then what did I do? Just transfer schools and leave everything behind? Never leave La Push?

This was way more complicated then I thought. When I found out Quil was a werewolf it was cool! No vampires around, just running around being a werewolf. But now, now there were vampires, threats that could hurt him...and if people hadn't been around just now, me.

I shivered, though the building had heat radiating from every vent.

"Are you sure you're ok?" He said again, searching my face. Just then I remembered that his name was Shaun.

I don't know what he found but he seemed to make up his mind, or that's what I read in his eyes. I saw him shift his backpack to one arm, on the opposite side of me and guess what...

He put his arm around me.

Well it shocked me, but I didn't mind...it actually felt...nice. Like he was holding me to reality. All my thoughts of the mythical world just shut off. They retreated to the very depths of my mind, in a drawer that would be locked and the key lost.

A small, very small, tiny part wanted to keep the key and keep open that drawer, with Quil and all but I ignored it, losing that key in the depths of my mind.

I rested my head against Shaun's shoulder, and sighed. This was reality; mythical beings are just that...mythical.

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