Yeah, I know this one was a bit late. My bad.

I was kidnapped by my cousin and my net was being a douche.

It does that a lot, trust me. It's aggravating.

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I walked into the large, cool Gym, and looked around. I wanted to talk to the coach before an audience gathered. I didn't want people asking questions by how shocked the Coach would be. I sighed and headed off towards his office, since he was no where to be seen. As I got closer I heard his loud laugh.

"Alright, well I'll send her down when she gets here. Tell the misses I said hi," he said. There was a brief pause and he chuckled. "I will, you too. Bye." Click.

"Coach," I started, walking into his office, "I know it's hard to believe bu--"

"Sanders, just the person I was looking for," he said, cutting me off. "You're needed down in the nurse's office."

"What? Why?" I asked, frowning.

"I don't know. I was just told to send you down there," he said, shrugging. I sighed and turned, walking out. Now what? I hurried there, making it past the locker rooms before people had finished changing. When I finally got to the nurse's office, I opened the door and walked in cautiously, looking around. The room had a comfortable feel to it with it's light pink walls and white squishy chairs. I guessed Mrs. Rose wasn't in because there was an unfamiliar petite, brown haired lady sitting in the red haired, slightly pudgy nurse's chair.

"Uh, I was called down here?" I said, standing there kind of awkwardly when the lady looked up.

"Oh, in there," she said, indicating to the closed door in front of her. I frowned and walked over to it, opened the door and stepped in.

"Amber, it's good to see you again," said Dr. Cullen, leaning on the counter in the room. It oddly felt like I was at the doctors office, except I didn't make this appointment. I felt myself stiffen a little and I closed the door. I should have known. I wonder if Alice had told him that I wouldn't go to the hospital like he wanted me to. I suppressed the urge sneer and smiled at him.

"It's good to see you too, Dr. Cullen," I said, walking a little more into the room.

"Please, call me Carlisle. I never liked all the formalities," he said, smiling.

"Alright," I said, fidgeting a little. Just get on with it.

"So, Alice tells me you can play today?" he asked, getting up and coming a little closer now. I knew she had something to do with this! Were they all keeping tabs on me or something?!

"Yup. My bruises are all gone and I feel just fine," I said. He smiled and stepped to my side.

"Well, I hope you don't mind if I take a look," he said, giving that polite doctor smile. What I really wanted to say was no and leave, but I knew that wasn't a choice.

"Go for it," I said, shrugging. He reached up and carefully pulled down the collar of my shirt. His icy fingers felt weird against my skin. He kept that stoic face that I had always seen doctors use. I had never had a reason to go to the doctors, but Tammy liked me to go with her.

"Okay, now I'm going to apply a little pressure," he said, and pushed down gently but firmly. "Is that tender at all?" he asked, looking up at me. I shook my head and he tried a few more places. When I shot them all down he released my shirt and looked down at me with a smile. "Alright, well I guess you're good to go," he said, opening the door so I could walk out.

"Thanks," I said and left the room.

"You can head to class. I'll call down and let Coach Barns know you can play," he said, flashing me another smile before walking over to the telephone on the nurse's desk. I nodded and walked out, glad to get that done and over with. Carlisle was hard to read. I didn't mean like, reading his mind, but in general. Doctors always have that way of knowing things but can keep a straight face until they give you the verdict. I frowned and ran back to the other building since it was raining again. I didn't feel like getting soaked. When I finally got back to the Gym most of the kids had been picked. I couldn't just slip in like I had wanted since so few kids remained. Everyone turned to look at me and I smiled awkwardly.

"Amber!" Emmett said, smiling when he saw me.

"Yeah?" I asked. I didn't know if he was choosing me or if he was just happy to see me.

"No! I want her!" Martin cried, turning to Emmett with a scared, pleading look. I didn't know if he was scared for his life or pleading for him not to choose me. I saw Edward snicker from somewhere near Emmett, obviously knowing the answer.

"It's not even his turn. Martin," Coach yelled, "Don't get your panties in a bunch." I couldn't help but laugh as I walked over to his team. Martin had turned 5 different shades of red and I almost felt bad. Jasper and Alice were on Martin's team and I wondered how he managed to get them before Emmett did, but of course he'd choose Rosalie first.

The game went by without any problems and was mildly exciting. In the end the game was tied and we decided to leave it at. We weren't going to get any more hits in before the bell rang and we didn't want to race to class. I went off to my locker, grabbing my math book and notebook and headed off to Study Hall. I took the seat I had from my first day in here. Yesterday, Emmett and I had decided to trade off on who sits there what days. I sighed and opened my book to today's homework and looked it over. I honestly had no idea what I was looking at so I opened my notebook and paused. At the top of my paper was written 'And don't be afraid to call me if you need any help against him. - Brandon' with a number. I chuckled and shook my head. That explained what happened in lunch.

"Hey! Good game," Emmett said, sitting down next to me. I smiled up at him briefly before trying to decipher my work. Luke was cool and all, but I did not want to deal with a crushing guy tonight. After about 15 minutes of trying to understand it, and failing, I turned to Emmett, exasperated.

"Emmett, can you help me?" Of course he could. He's seen this stuff for years.

"What is it?" he asked, turning to me.

"I don't understand any of this," I said with a helpless whine. He laughed and moved his desk next to mine. Pretending had it's perks. He proceeded to explain it and I'm sure it made a lot more sense than what Luke would have told me. By the end of the class, I had what would have taken about 2 hours at home, done. When the bell rang I hurried off to my locker, shoved my books inside and headed to photography. I needed to get that project done by Thursday. I sat down next to Jamie and she smiled up at me. She was a really nice girl. Kind of like the Angela my Mom would tell me about. Luke sat down next to me and I mentally sighed. He wasn't becoming a golden retriever, but I needed to find a way to let him down easy. I was not interested in a relationship of any sorts. The only people in the room today were me, Jamie, Luke, and Josh. The others were either developing film or taking their pictures. I had already signed up to borrow a camera for tomorrow to take home. That way I could develop the film on Thursday. I still wasn't entirely sure what I wanted to do.

"So. Amber, have you started on that Math homework? I'm sure Mrs. N will let you go to your locker to get it," Luke said, turning to me, hopeful. I felt a twinge of guilt, but there was no going back now.

"Oh, I did it last period. It was all I had left to do. Sorry, Luke," I said, and watched his face fall a little. "Maybe next time?" He smiled again and nodded.

"Sure." I sighed, wondering how long it was going to take him to take me up on that. It was weird to be in such a quiet room, and I hated it. When it's quiet you're left to your own thoughts, and that can be hazardous. At first I had been thinking back to my conversation with Edward. I was trying to dissect every little thing he did, but I only succeeded in making myself feel like an idiot. When I started getting to the end of the conversation, by brain skipped and suddenly Damen flashed in my mind again. I didn't frown this time, and I tried my best not to show anything. This place really was bad for me. I needed to find Becky, and soon.

"Are you okay?" Jamie asked quietly from beside me. Josh and Luke didn't notice. They were in a conversation about something. I wasn't sure what, since I hadn't been paying attention.

"Yeah," I said, smiling a little with a nod.

"Alright," she said, smiling back. "I'm here if you need anything." I could tell she knew something was up, but hopefully she guessed I'd talk about it when I was ready. I could see Jamie and I becoming best friends, quick. The rest of the class went by quietly and I tried to push my thoughts of Damen to the back of my mind, but instead he seemed to incorporate himself into everything, no matter what I did. When the bell rang I hurried to my car, getting in before anyone could stop and talk to me. I didn't want to be alone just yet, but I certainly didn't feel like talking to anymore vampires or infatuated boys of that sorts. I got in my car and drove off, being one of the first to leave the parking lot. I saw a couple weird stares, but I didn't care.

Now, where was this gas station. I had probably passed it everyday, but just never payed attention. I usually did pay attention to my surrounding, but I guess I had been lacking since everything around here was green. It didn't take too long to find and I happily pulled up to the pump, turned my car off, and got out. I patted my pocket absent mindedly, making sure I had my wallet on me. I had about 50 on me that was soon going to be reduced to 30. I walked around to the pump, opening the gas cap, slid the gas nozzle in and pushed down on the handle. I leaned against the side of my car, watching the numbers. I hated the smell of gas, but I loved how it looked on the pavement with the light reflecting of it. I always had a thing for colorful things. I let off the handle and gave it a couple more squeezes until the numbers reached 20. I put the nozzle back in the holder and closed the gas cap, pushing the cover down. I walked into the small store and looked around. It looked like a nice place, and was well equipped with plenty of junk food and drinks. There was about 4 guys that looked like the obviously lived down in La Push walking around. I wondered why they were up here. I walked over to the cashier who was a kind looking middle aged man with greying brown hair and blackish brown eyes.

" Twenty in gas," I told him and I pulled my wallet out and fished the 20 bill out. He nodded and smiled to me, punching something into the cash register. I handed him the bill and he opened the money box, slid it in, then gave me my receipt.

"Here you go. Have a good day."

"You too," I said with a polite smile. I turned around and almost ran right into one of the guys. They seemed to have everything they needed.

"Hey there, sugar," said the man I knocked into. He was taller than me, standing about 6ft with darkish russet skin and hazel eyes. He wasn't scrawny, but he also wasn't very muscular. Any beauty he might have held though, was gone after those words had come out of his mouth. I felt my eye twitch as I glared up at him.

"What did you call me?" I asked, my voice low. I absolutely hated 90 percent of pet names, including that one. Babe or baby was first on the list. He grinned and cocked a brow and I heard a couple snickers from behind him.

"Hard of hearing, babe?" I felt my eye twitch again and clenched my fists. Oh was I so about ready to kick his ass. He didn't even know me. I hated men like him.

"Look at her eye," one of the boys said, laughing and my glare immediately snapped to him. He shut up pretty quick after that.

"What's wrong?" the main man said, grinning down at me.

"Is there a problem?" the cashier asked, watching us cautiously. I sneered at the man in front of me.

"No, there's not. I don't associate with assholes like these," I said, walking out of the store quickly. That was the last thing I needed to deal with. Before I made it to my car, the man from before was calling after me.

"Wait! I want to talk to you," he said, gaining on me. I huffed and whirled around and he had to hurry to stop or else he would have run me over. "Well, we seem to be getting closer and closer, huh?" he said, grinning. I pursed my lips, clenching my jaw. If he just followed me to patronize me some more I would kick him. Literally. "So, what's your name, sugar?"

"Why do YOU want to know?" I asked, sneering, taking a step back. He only took a step forward. I could feel that kick coming on REAL soon.

"When I see a pretty girl I just have to know their name," he said. I leaned away from him a little.

"Well, I guess it just sucks to be you," I said firmly, glaring.

"Aww, don't be like that. I don't mean any harm," he said, pouting. Despite the fact that at the moment I hated his guts, I couldn't help but admit he looked a little cute. He must have noticed my face softened a little or something, because he smiled a little. "Is it working? No one can resist my charm for long." I clenched my teeth together. Forget that, he was a hideous monster that needed to crawl back into his hole. Suddenly though, I decided to play along. I let myself relax and smiled up at him.

"You're right," I said, leaning back up again. He seemed surprised but only grinned.

"See? I told you. So what's your name?" I leaned forward, closer to him and I saw the excitement in his eyes.

"My name is.." I started, biting my bottom lip a little, looking up at him flirtatiously. Then, before he could react I slammed my heel into his foot and shoved him, hard. "Is none of your damn business," I finished, glaring down at him before I turned and got into my car, driving away quickly. I saw all his friends come out and start laughing at him and he seemed to be grinning too. Gah! I seriously could not stand him right now. I almost wanted to turn around and try to run him over, but I decided that wouldn't be a good idea.

I drove home quickly before they could follow me and sighed once I reached the safety of my bedroom. I was too angry to do anything productive, so instead I hooked up all of my playsation cords, put in one of my favorite games, Champions of Norrath, climbed up onto my bed, and proceeded to leave a path of carnage behind my Dark Elf. They were my favorite character. I wished my best friend, Tara, had been here with me. It was one of our past times to play this game together. I kicked plenty of ass for both of us. Tammy had decided tonight would be a fend for yourself night, so when dinner came around, I quickly made a sandwich and then locked myself into my room again.

I was so caught up in my game that I didn't even realize how long I had been playing and the next thing I knew, light was streaming through my curtains. I glanced over at my clock to see it was 6:45. I quickly saved and grabbed some clothes from my closet and headed to the bathroom. There was no way I was going to go to school without a shower after staying up all night like that. After I had my shower, put my hair up, brushed my teeth, and got dressed, I felt absolutely amazing. All the anger built up from yesterday was just about gone and I felt totally refreshed. I was still going to ask Becky if she wanted to get some people to go and watch a movie this weekend though. Video games can only do so much.

I grabbed my cell and headed to school, and as usual, I was one of the first there. The shiny volvo wasn't even here yet. With my good mood though, I don't even think they could ruin it. Not even the rain pouring overhead could either. I quickly got my books, headed to English, and hummed to myself the whole way. That was the first time in a while that I had been able to stay up all night. It felt good to be able to do that again. I wasn't even the slightest bit tired. I went to my normal seat and opened to a random page in my spare notebook and started doodling on the page. By the time people had started coming in the doodle had turned into a big, strong looking tree.

"Wow, that's beautiful," Brandon said, leaning over his desk to look at my drawing. I grinned a little and admired what I had drawn.

"It's just a doodle. The best one so far. I usually can't draw," I said, laughing. He grinned and shook his head. I was glad Brandon wasn't as persistent as Luke. I wasn't even sure Brandon liked me like that, but it didn't seem like a huge impossibility. Today we were reading again, and I got another 2 chapters done. I really liked the book so far, which was odd. I usually never liked books outside of my paranormal romance novels or Harry Potter.

In History I presented the movie idea to Becky and it seemed she liked it a lot. She'd talk to some of the other girls and see what they thought and then she'd get back to me. If no one else liked the idea then she'd gladly just go with me. I was glad she liked the idea. I needed to go see what else was around here anyways. In Math we were working in pairs and Luke gladly claimed me as his partner before anyone else could. He was pretty good at this stuff and helped me when I needed it. When Lunch rolled around I was anxious to see what Becky had gathered. I sniffed at the air as I got closer to the line. Lunch smelled funny, but I wasn't sure what it was just yet. I stepped behind a shorter girl and looked around the people in front of her. Looked like chicken parmesan or something. I wasn't sure. Looked edible at least.

"Hey! Amber," Becky called as she slid in behind me. "I talked to the girls, they're game. They think we should invite the guys too. Do you want to ask them or do you want me to?" she asked, smiling down to me excitedly.

"You can," I said, smiling.

"Alright," she nodded and we talked about what movie we wanted to see. So far the main choice was going to be a horror. We got our trays and sat down, waiting for everyone. This sandwich thing wasn't too bad, I decided, half through with it when the rest of the group sat down. "Hey, guys, are you doing anything this weekend?" Becky asked, looking around at the boys.

"No."

"Not really."

"Don't think so."

"Good, who wants to go see a movie with us girls?" she asked before taking another bite. I saw something flash through just about every guys eyes and Becky did too. She sure did know how to work them. They all agreed, smiling.

"There's thirteen of us," Derek said after visibly counting heads. "Who's carpooling?"

"Well, I can borrow the van. That holds 7," Becky said, looking around. "That leaves six."

"I have my car. We could probably squeeze four people in the back seat if we need to," I said.

"Are you sure? I don't want you to get in trouble or anything," Becky said, looking at me with a frown.

"I've got a van too," Derek said, glancing over at us. "I can take the other six. That way you can save on gas money, Amber." I smiled and nodded. That was sweet of him to take that into consideration. I knew he was thinking of how I was still new and all. While I finished up my lunch they all debated on what movie to see. So far it was either comedy/romance or horror. I liked both, but my vote at the moment was for horror. We took our trays up. noticing the bell was just about to ring, and hurried to our next classes. I wished the week would go faster. Saturday seemed to far away. As long as nothing devastating happened this week, I'd be able to concentrate on the trip and maybe finally get some peace of mind.

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The movie trip outta be interesting, don't you think? : o

Maybe a scary movie.

I personally love horror movies.

What about you guys?

I know it's not as long as the last one, but I can't always spit out 5,000+ word stories without them getting probably a little boring. D:

That or they'd turn into 2 chapters in one.

That's a lot to read.

Unless you'd prefer them that way?