Yes, in case you are wondering I am still alive. I have a good excuse for not updating! It's just a very long story that would probably take up more room than this actual chapter. Anyways...yeah, another chapter for you. I didn't go all the way on my promise for you. If I did, I would have probably never updated :/ Hopefully, I can update a whole lot more now.
"Alright, my man!" Brady leaned forward to put his hand up to Collin to high-five. After he was left hanging, he shrank back to his seat, sulking.
"So, Paige, what's that on your neck?" Seth smirked at me. Usually I like Seth's humor, not now. Actally, right now I kind of want him to get hit by a moving bus.
My hand automatically went to the bruise on my neck, which I despise now. Even though my face is red and my heart is beating fast, everyone is still waiting for an answer. I can't believe my scarf came off in front of the Elder's of all people! "I was straightening my hair when I curved my bangs in and Paul scared me! Yeah! Paul scared me and I jumped up and burned myself on my neck." That is actually a plausible excuse. I just need to stall because Paul will probably deny it. "Yup. That's what really happened."
Next to me, Paul started to shake. Violently. Collin's eyes snapped open and came to my side immediately. I remember watching Freddie from Scooby Doo say that if you flick a dog on the nose, he will stop misbehaving. Why not give it a try?
I flicked Paul's nose.
He stops shaking and crosses his eyes to look at his nose. He looks confused.
"Bad dog!" I scold and point at him in a motherly manner.
Everyone except the pack bust out laughing. It came so close to distracting them from my hickey.
"Paige, I believe that story as much as I believe Seth has a secret girlfriend," Paul retorts.
Seth looks like he is going to protest, but shrugs and shuts his mouth.
"Oh? So my story is as believable as a pack of wolves roaming the forests of La Push to protect us from the frequent friends of vegetarian vampires who try to lead a human life nearby?" I make sure to keep my eyes even and look like I'm mad. If not he would call me a liar, which I am.
He does not believe me, but he does not say anything.
Neither does anyone else, although I can tell Mom and I will be having a talk when I get home.
The good thing about La Push High is you get to be with your friends all day, in the same room. Bad news, not all of the people are your friends. For example, Miss shimmy shimmy lip gloss Barbie.
"Walker," Mally sneers.
"Flinton," I use the same tone as her. I don't even have to look up to know it's her. I could recognize her annoying nasally voice from anywhere.
"Hey babe," a familiar voice says form behind me. I then here the smack of lips as if they just kissed.
Sarah gasps. "Brady and Mally are going out!"
My head whips around. It's true. Mally and Brady are looking mighty comfortable with Mally on Brady's lap. It's disgusting! There's eyelash batting and goo-goo eyes.
Whispers and gasps went around the room, even though the couple did not notice. I had my eyes on them the entire time, I did not even notice when Collin took a seat behind me. He acts like he does not realize his friend has gone clinically insane, or that he cares.
"Hey Paige, there's something we need to talk about after school."
If it's about Brady having a mental disorder that possesses him to go out with psychotic freaks, yeah, I got the memo. Maybe she put a spell on him! There was that rumor going around in fifth grade saying she is a witch. I'll have to look into it.
"'Bout what?"
"The," his voice turns into a whisper and he looks around the room cautiously. "wolf thing. I didn't really go into detail about it and there's some more stuff we need to talk about."
I stiffened. I don't want to talk about it. Sure it's cool and everything. I just don't want to be involved in anything that has to do with werewolves. They put themselves in danger every single day. This may sound selfish, but I really don't want anyone to have to put their life on the line. I would rather have them here, with the family and not protecting people who can't do it themselves. Instead of refusing like I should have, I agreed. Mostly because eventually we would have to talk about it, and eventually he would plead me and I would give in. Collin does have that effect on me.
Throughout the entire class period, I had to listen to Mally drown on and on about her what color hair she should go with next or if Barnie should be pink instead of purple. Their conversations are entirely pointless and I almost fell asleep listening to her voice. Oddly enough, Brady listens as if what she is saying is going to be on a pop quiz.
For some reason, Collin always looks over at Brady with sympathy written all over his face. Not that Brady notices.
CPOV
Things have been awkward ever since the bonfire. I feel eyes following me everywhere. I'm the youngest wolf to ever imprint, so Sam feels like it's his responsibility to make sure we don't go to far. I would never hurt Paige and I would never do anything that she doesn't want to do.
But that doesn't stop me from thinking about it, does it?
Right, didn't think so.
I'm pretty confident about a fight going down between Paul and me. It's my imprint we're talking about here. If he wants me to stay away from her, I will kick his ass, not caring that he is my wolf brother. Paige is my everything, as corny as that sounds. I can't live without her. He doesn't get it because he hasn't imprinted.
I will laugh the day he imprints and someone won't let him see her.
My cell phone rings.
"Hello?" I'm too busy drowned in my own thoughts that I forgot to check the caller I.D.
"Hey Collin," Paige's voice floated around in my ear.
"Hey Paige!" I feel my eyes immediately light up at the sound of her voice. Darren looks at me from the corner of his eye and rolls it back to the TV screen.
"Whipped," he mutters.
I ignore him.
"What's up?"
"I was wondering if we could do the movie at your house tonight. Paul would go all stalker on us. Plus you can tell me whatever it is you have to tell me….more privately."
I flinch. The thing I have been dreading. I have to tell Paige that I imprinted on her. I might not be a fourteen year old girl, but I think she might have a problem with being tied down to one guy at fourteen without the choice. Like I said, I'm the youngest one to have imprinted so I'm just winging it here!
Paige's POV
"Paul, do you really have to walk me in? I'm a big girl, I'm pretty sure I can handle walking the six feet from the car to Collin's door," I snap at him. Really, he's making an ass out of himself. He gets out of the car to bring me up to Collin's door because we're going to watch a movie.
"It's the first time you have been here…and….and his parents aren't even home!" He just now realizes this as he looks around for cars in the driveway.
"His brother is home!" I'm not exactly sure if that's true or not, but I just want him off my back for a second.
Paul snorted and made his way of the cement steps, up to the front door. Collin's house is kind of nice. I can tell his Mom is really into making her house look presentable. There are rose bushes, a bird bath, the whole enchilada.
Instead of knocking like a polite and civil person would, he storms right on in. Collin is not in sight, but I see Darren walk by with a sandwich in hand. I have never understood Darren. He doesn't talk and when he does, it's the usual "okay," or "whatever." He just talks whenever necessary. Darren looks at me, then Paul, completely oblivious to the anger radiating off of him, and shrugs. It's hilarious how some people take him for a moron. Sarcasm completely intended.
"See! I told you Darren is home," I say to Paul, but that does not calm him down.
Collin POV
Paige's scent filled my nostrils and almost immediately I was downstairs. I hadn't seen her in almost four hours. That's crazy!
I don't touch her yet, it's quite obvious that he's angry my parents are not home. Darren is here! And he is a responsible adult. I quickly get rid of those thoughts when I peer over to look at Darren and his index finger is shoved up his left nostril.
"You know I don't like this," Paul stares threateningly at Paige. Anyone remotely normal would have been petrified, but obviously not my Paige. She raised an eyebrow at him and smirked.
Paul retreats immediately like a (kinda sorta) smart person would do.
"Why is it your so overprotective now?" she demands.
I feel just a little awkward. I can only sit here and watch them fight, I can't say anything. For one, it's none of my business. Two, I would have an involuntary feeling to back Paige up. But I'm not stupid enough to go against what Paul says.
His face pales a little bit before he turns angry. "I'm not! I mean- it's not exactly like it was before….no, what I meant was- ugh!" His back is turned to us and he leaves without saying another word.
"Okay…So what was it you needed to tell me?" She closed the door and stood right by the couch. Darren was asleep on it, taking the whole thing up.
"Darren, move," I say, waking him up. He looked at Paige and laughed.
"Yeah right."
I really didn't want Paige to have to touch him, so I grabbed his ankle and pulled him off the couch. Because of the wooden floors, he slid until he hit the oppoite side of the wall. Resulting in an "Ouch!" from him. Dumbass.
After she settled down on the couch, she asks, "Okay, now what did you want to tell me?"
Immediately, all these painful thoughts filled my mind. What if she does not want to be with me after she finds out? Sure she took the wolf thing fine, but that was a lucky shot. Paige is very complicated and I certainly do not want to lose her. How will I tell her? She does not like it whne people beat around the bush or stall, she likes them blunt and straight to the point. So that's what I'm going to do. "I imprinted on you."
Immediately her response is, "No you didn't."
Yes, I can tell when I imprint on someone. She's my whole freaking world because of the imprinting and she tells me no?
"Um, yeah I did."
She leans forward and looks me in the eye a little closer, pulling the Paul move. His intimidation skills was definitely rubbing off on her. "No, you fucking didn't."
Because of my stupid writers block, I had a friend give me some ideas on how to make the story more interesting. So thats what I did (:
I will try to update sometime next week or the next one. It should not be as long as a wait as it was before.
Review with any ideas if you have any.
