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La Victorie
"We never forgive those who make us blush."
~Jean-Francois De La Harpe
When I awoke the next morning I simply laid in bed. My mind wasn't functioning at all, I tried to tell myself to get up but at the moment my mind wouldn't let me. Instead of getting up i listened to the music my sister was playing down stairs. Our parents were in Seattle because my mom got another job modeling for some magazine, I didn't pay attention anymore. She had been gone so much in France because of her job, I thought that they would spend more time home here but I guess not.
I really didn't want to get up but when I looked over at the clock I knew I had to. With a heavy sigh I pushed myself off my bed and went to my closet. I put on a long sleeve checkered black and purple shirt and then a pair of light jeans. I never wore shorts due to the longs scars that covered most of my legs. It was easier to just wear them rather than explain how I was attacked by a mountain lion 5 million times. As I walked to my mirror I looked at myself as I brushed my hair. I hadn't really looked at myself since I was in France. Back there I had to try to look good, like if you didn't look good there you were lower class, it was hard at times.
As I ran the brush through my long thick hair I realized how strange it was, no one else I knew here had the reddish color hair I did. I couldn't think of a single Quileute that had this hair color, which only made me special. My skin was the same coffee color as my mothers, and just as smooth. My eyes almost matched my skin color, a very light brown, almost gold color that I had gotten from my great grandfather. Of course I had the same high cheekbones as the rest of my tribe.
Standing up I took in my height, I was only 5'2, short compared to the guys but I was two inches taller than Natalya which was all that mattered. Also I had more curves than Natalya, she was really thin but I wasn't. My hips, legs, waist, butt and chest were all bigger than hers. I was by no means anywhere near fat, I was just really busty and had a big butt. I
I grabbed my phone and my bag then went down stares, Natalya was already dressed and ready of course. "Hey." i muttered as I got a bowl of cereal sitting down next to her.
"What's up Lani?" she asked showing another bite of her pancakes in her mouth. I grimaced, I had never liked pancakes. I remember being at Jared's house when we were little, his dad tried to feed me pancakes and I threw them on the floor.
I shrugged and hit the side of my bowl with my spoon, "Nothing, I'm just thinking." I looked around the room and sighed. I hated it when she was gone, it was worse when I was little, I was used to it by now.
"About mom?" she asked laughing slightly.
I nodded, "I thought with us moving here mom would stay here. I mean a photo shoot last's one day and they are staying until Saturday." Today was Friday so Saturday was tomorrow but with this photo shoots she would be gone more. I hoped that the party thing Paul's mom was planning was after she got out, I would have to ask Paul later.
"Maybe they just wanted time alone." Natalya shrugged and sighed. I nodded and let a breath escape my lips as I tapped my fingers on the table. "Are you glad we left you there with Paul?"
Though I really was glad thy had left me I couldn't let her know that, "No I'm not!" I glared at her and kicked the leg of her chair.
Her mouth fell open and she looked at me, "But you were so happy, and I saw you two just sitting in the drive way from like five minutes!"
I rolled my eyes, "We decided to try t be friends, nothing big." I had to fight a smile, though it honestly was nothing big, in my eyes it was amazing.
"Yeah and why exactly did her give you his number?" she asked with an eyebrow raised and a smirk on her face.
I bit my lip, did he want me to tell Natalya? I couldn't come up with a good lie so I told the truth, "Paul's mom is planning a welcome home party for our parents. He asked if I wanted to help and I said yeah so he gave me his number so I would know where to go."
Her face fell and she nodded, "Is it like a surprise party?" she asked, I wanted to say something about why she made that face but I didn't.
"Yeah so don't tell them." I got up and put my bowl in the sink and checking the clock. "Lets get gone." I grinned.
Natalya rolled her eyes, "You have horrible grammar." She pulled her jacket on and I rolled my eyes grabbing the keys to my Aston Martin, I wasn't taking any chances of being left again.
"And you sister dear are a grammar Nazi!" I clapped my hands and she laughed as we left the house.
Pulling up to the school felt good, I knew people were looking at my car. For some reason I loved attention, it made me feel good at times. We pulled up and I got out of the car and looked at the sun smiling. It was barely morning and the sun was already out, this made me think it was going to be a good day.
"Nice car Alani." I turned around and saw Dillon looking at me with his hands in his pockets. He was trying to look cool but it wasn't exactly working. He was cute but nothing compared to any of the guys.
"Um thanks Dillon." I smiled slightly and looked for my sister who had already left, probably to find Embry.
He smiled and leaned against my car, "No big." he grinned and I flinched as he hit my car putting hand prints on the top of it. "How you doing?" he asked.
"I'm fine, but I need to go find my friends." I nodded and started to walk away from him. He shook his head and walked in front of me. "Move please."
"Am I not one of your friends?" he asked with mock hurt in his voice.
I opened my mouth to say something but my words came out in someone else voice, "Not your really not." I looked over Dillon's shoulder and saw Paul, Jacob, Quil and Jared. Paul however had been the one to talk.
"Dude when will you get that she doesn't want anything to do with you?" The harsh tone on Dillon's voice surprised me.
I saw Paul's eye's harden and his nostrils flared and he shook slightly, "Um you need to catch up a little, Paul is my friend so yeah I do want something to do with him!" I saw Paul's glare falter and he looked down at me.
Dillon furred his brow and he laughed slightly, "Well if you can stand to be around him then you will love me." he winked.
I smiled and grabbed his hand, behind him Paul shook his head and looked away from us. Dillon nodded and smiled, "I don't want to get to know you, so if you don't move I will have Paul move you." his grin fell from his face and he glared at the guys, each of who were smirking.
"Are you def or just dumb, she told you to move and he will move you!" Jared said smiling looking over at Paul who had his arms crossed glaring at Dillon. Never had I realized how truly big and intimidating Paul was. Not that I minded that in any way.
"Whatever, go hang with them!" Dillon looked at me, "I hope you know what kind of people they are! They call themselves protectors; the only thing we need protection from is them!"
I looked at him and rolled my eyes I had heard the whole, they do drugs, bad crowd thing before. I had been around people who do drugs all the time in France, these guys didn't do drugs. "Yeah I've heard it before."
"We've all heard it, and it never bothered us before why would it bother us now?" Jacob asked as Dillon moved and I walked over to Jared and Paul.
"You know those rumors are getting a little annoying." Quil said as I laughed shaking my head.
"You okay?" Jacob's eyes didn't leave Dillon's form but I knew he was talking to me.
"Oh yeah I'm fine but the bastard hit my baby!" Glaring at Dillon's back as he went to his friends I wiped the hand print off of my car. I heard them laugh and looked at them, they thought I was funny. Paul however wasn't smiling, he was still glaring at Dillon. "He didn't do anything,not like he could any way." I laughed and held up my fists.
Paul looked at me and smiled slightly nodding, "Oh yeah you are so ferocious." I glared at Jared who pointed at Quil.
I rolled my eyes, "Yeah I haven't gotten in any big fights here. You should have seen some of the poor kids I got into it with in France." I punched the air and almost hit Paul's chest. If he hadn't been as fast as he was I would have hit him. "I'm sorry!" I covered my mouth with my hands and laughed.
"You didn't even hit me." his voice was so deep and so rough, it sent chills own my spine.
In France the guys were... soft. There were really no strong guys or tough guys, the stereotypes for French guys were true, at least they were for all the guys I met. I had always wanted a tough guy someone who was rough and... had rough hands. I had never met I guy besides my dad with rough hands. Here there were eight guys that were all out tough guys, I loved it.
I blushed as he shook his head and walked away, I thought I did something to make him mad but he had just went to pick up his keys. "Jackass." He muttered pushing Quil into Jacob. Paul didn't look happy in any since of the word. I wasn't sure why he was so angry but I just sighed and walked off.
I walked to my locker and heard someone following me, I knew it was Paul. For some reason I could just tell it was him, the feeling I got told me it was him. "What do you want Paul?" I asked stopping at my locker not looking at him.
"Why did you leave." His voice was angry again.
I turned to face him, "He thew your pencil, that was all he did. You were so angry over nothing, I just don't get why." I knew I was being a bit of a hypocrite but I couldn't help it. "I mean I get angry easily to but you were fine right before that."
He looked down and shoved his hands deep into his pockets, "I know, I just get mad easily, I can't help it."
I nodded and rolled my eyes, "Everyone can help it, I've been told that for years." I muttered leaning against my locker. Paul looked away from me and I heard him let out a laugh, "Damn it I'm sorry!"
"It's fine you're right." he looked at me and I shook my head, "Yes are are a hypocrite." he smirked.
"Oh shut up" I pretended to glare at him as the bell rang. He walked off with a smile on his face and I smiled as well.
It was so strange to actually talk to Paul with out being angry. Of course it was an extremely welcomed strange feeling. As I walked to my calculus I passed Natalya who winked at me, I rolled my eyes and walked into class throwing my book at Quil. It hit him in the head before he bent down to pick it up.
"Think fast!" i laughed as he picked up the book.
He sat it on the tale and put his hand on his head, "You do realize that you are suppose to say that before you throw something?' he asked looking at me with both eyebrows raised.
Sticking my tongue out at him I opened my book to a random page. "It's more fun to say it after." I shrugged and he pushed me back lightly. "You hoe."
He laughed looking at me, "Hoe?" he questioned smiling. "Really hoe is what you come up with?"
I scoffed and looked at him, "I call 'em like I see 'em!" shrugging I turned back to my book. I wasn't really reading it, I would never do that.
"Whatever." I smirked, he couldn't think of anything, "Skank." he muttered.
I was about o hit him when the teacher came in. "Alani do you want to take another trip to the principals office?"
I looked at her, was sarcasm really the best thing to do at this point? "Oh no thanks teach, my weekly quota for that is all filled up!" I smirked as her face flushed and she just turned to the board. "bow to your master." i said looking over at Quil who laughed in response bowing half way.
The rest of the class I was in an extremely sarcastic mood, Quil found it enjoying as did some of the other students but the teacher did not. I didn't care, I was bored and I was making myself laugh so it didn't bother me how mad the old hag got.
Walking into my English class I sighed sitting next to Jacob pulling his hair. "Ow." He said as I fell into my seat. "Was that necessary?" he asked as Embry laughed from behind him.
Shrugging I read the board, we were finishing the movie so we could talk, "Maybe not but it seemed like a good thing to do." I laughed and he sent a mock glare at me. He pulled out his phone and texted someone, "Who you talking to?" I asked leaning over to see the message.
"I bet its Nessie." Embry smirked and Jacob nodded.
I thought for a moment, "Is she the girl with the copper hair?" I felt bad for not remembering her that well but I had only seen her once.
"Yeah that's my Nessie." Jacob smiled and Embry rolled his eyes, "She goes to school in Forks." I knew Forks was close but I didn't know anyone from there except Nessie now.
"Oh that's cool, she a junior?" The teacher had already started the movie so we were quieter than before.
"Sophomore, she is only 16." Jacob explained as he looked over at the screen. We were finishing up the movie Angela's Ashes, so he watched the movie a bit so he would no the answers to the tests.
"If you read you know you wouldn't have to watch the movie." Embry whispered, I laughed as Jacob swung his hand back acting like he was going to hit him.
Jacob snorted, "You know damn well I haven't had time to read this stupid book." Embry nodded and shrugged.
"What were you busy with?" I asked, it was only a question but the faces they gave me made me curious.
Jacob and Embry looked at each other and then back at me, "You know work and stuff." Jacob said shrugging turning back to the screen.
"What stuff?" The reaction they had given me was to strange, it was like they were hiding something.
"You know stuff like helping my dad." Jacob replied quickly.
Rolling my eyes I nodded, it was painfully obvious that hey were lying to to me. I didn't like being lied to, it was the things that made me the maddest, if you didn't like me enough to be honest then you should just stay away from me. "Yeah" I muttered turning to face the move.
I walked out of class without a word to them, I wasn't going to stay mad at them during lunch but for now I was. I sat down next to Jared who simply ended up sleeping all period, the teacher didn't seem to mind, she only rolled her eyes when she saw him. However in my next class Seth was the exact opposite.
The whole time he kept fidgeting around and and moving his chair around. He would get his pencils and drum on the table with them then stop and try to stare at something only to end up laughing. He picked up his pencil's again and as soon as he hit the table I took them from him.
He banged his head on the table facing down with his hands held out, "Gimme!" he whined hitting the table with his fists.
"Are you going to keep hitting the table?" I asked with a raised eyebrow. At times like this I realized that Seth really was a kid, despite what he looked like on the outside.
He groaned, "Yes I am but give it!" he looked at me with a glare on his face. If it was a real glare or fake I wasn't sure.
"You're not getting these until you say you wont hit the table." I smacked him on the head with one and he screamed causing the teacher to look at us.
Seth looked at me again,"Fine I won't hit the table, now give!" he stuck his hand out and I gave them back to him.
"Thank you!" he grinned as he hit the table and I grabbed them again not giving them back until after class.
Seth took the pencils from me and I rolled my eyes as he kissed them. We walked into the lunch room and I sat my bag down at the table next to a glaring Embry. I sent him a glare back but I honestly sure why he was mad at me. I followed Seth into the lunch line and grabbed my food, I wasn't sure what I got because Seth handed it to me but I was hungry so I would eat it.
I sat next to Natalya and across from Kim who was rolling her eyes at Jacob. He had reached over and tried to push Seth's head into his food. I thought it was funny but I guess Kim didn't. When Jared and Paul sat down she automatically hugged Jared and seemed to forget all about Jacob annoying her.
I looked over and Embry was still glaring at me, "What the hell is with the glare Embry!" I yelled looking at him.
I heard a couple of the guys laugh but Kim and Natalya seemed interested as well. "Paul hit me because you told him to!" he looked at Paul and then to me.
I looked over at Paul who was smirking, I didn't expect him to really do it but I wasn't complaining. "Good then next time you won't tell people to ditch me!" I stuck out my tongue.
They all laughed but Embry of course, "He hits hard just so you know!" Paul laughed loudly and I did the same.
"I don't control how hard he hits!" I yelled looking back at Paul again.
Embry rolled his eyes, "You should know not to do anything that would make Paul mad, you know he hits hard." Jacob said patting his best friend on the back.
"Does he beat you up every time he gets mad?" Natalya asked making fun of him. I laughed and hugged her, he tried to glare at her but he couldn't hold it.
"I don't do it all the time." Paul quickly answered. I looked at him curiously, why was he acting as if it was a bad thing it was just a joke.
Natalya turned to me and smirked, "Oh well then I guess you are better behaved than Alani, she gets mad the first thing that happens is her fist flying."
I glared at her, "Maybe if you weren't so annoying I wouldn't get so mad!" I smirked and looked at Seth. "Seth annoyed me and I hit him with his own pencils." I shrugged and everyone looked at him.
"I was drumming on the table and she took them from me, then I lied to her and she took them again and hit me." He explained with a grin.
"You are truly one of a kind Seth, one of a kind." Jared said laughing at Seth who did his trade made full toothed grin.
I looked down at my tray and stabbed my carrots with my fork. I wasn't really hungry, but stabbing things was always fun to do. I looked out the corner of my eye and saw Paul just looking at the ceiling. "Is the ceiling that interesting?" I asked smiling at him.
His eyes flashed to me and he laughed, "No not really." he shrugged.
I smiled a little, "Then why d you keep looking at it?" I asked with a smirk. I saw Kim look at Natalya with a smile on her face out the corner of my eyes.
Paul shrugged and leaned back in his chair, "It keeps my eyes busy." I nodded looking at him. He made me such a girl, an angry girl but still a girl. The way he looked, his voice, everything made me just want to scream.
"What do you men why do you need to keep your eyes busy?" I asked curiously. He bit his lip, I wasn't sure why but he looked slightly nervous.
With a shrug he sat up, "I just have to stare at something or I feel strange."
I smiled and nodded as the bell rang, "Bye guys." I heard the guys say bye as well.
I waved behind me joining Kim who was waiting for me. We walked to the class with no words said between us, it wasn't bothering me or her. I had grown to know that when something was bothering Kim she would play with her hair. When we walked into class the others had there projects out. We were sowing and I literally hated it. I groaned causing Kim to giggle as we got our things. I looked at the would be jacket and sighed, I hated this things, I really really hated it.
When I sat next to Kim I started working on my stupid projects, "So you and Paul are talking now." it wasn't really a question.
With a laugh I nodded, "Yeah we decided to be friends." She nodded with a smile, "It's actually kind of nice." I felt my face heat up and I looked down at my project quickly.
"What does 'kind of nice' mean exactly?" I could hear the smile on her face as she questioned me.
I opened my mouth to say something but closed it and shrugged, "You know, like, um nice." I felt stupid now. I couldn't even come up with a full sentience.
Kim raised a dark eyebrow, "Why is it nice Alani?" I could see the smile playing at her lips. I opened my mouth but couldn't come up with a valid response, or any response for that matter. "You like Paul!" she whispered as I covered her mouth looking around at the others.
"Shut up!" I hissed as she laughed against my hand. "Kim please shut up!" I practically begged her.
Moving my hand she smiled at me throwing her fists in the air, "I knew it, you two are so perfect for each other!"
I rolled my eyes, "Yes Kim I like him but I don't want to talk about it." I said, it was the truth. It was to strange for me to like Paul, for me to really like anyone. I couldn't explain it to myself let alone to another person.
"No problem." she said smiling sweetly. "Just when ever you want to talk just tell me, I will be waiting."
I laughed hugging her, "You will be the first person I talk to!" We both laughed again before going back to working on our projects.
As I looked at the fabric I glared, I wished it would just magically turn into a jacket and I would get an A, but if that happened I would scream. "I will be back class, behave!" The teacher said excusing herself.
As soon as she left I saw Bridget lean over to her friends, I automatically thought about her putting the magazine cover in Paul's locker. Her fiends laughed and Kim and I looked up to see her standing in front of our desk. "You think you're special or something Marshall?"
I went to stand up but Kim grabbed my arm pulling me down, I looked at her and sighed. "Why do you saw that Bridget?" I asked harshly with a smirk.
"You hang with Sam Uley's gang, just because you're around them Doesn't mean people like you. Actually just makes people hate you." I rolled my eyes at the stupid smirk on her dumb face.
"Jealous much?" Her smirk fell and her shoulders fell, "Wow just because they don't like you doesn't mean you have to be mean to everyone who they do like." It was taking all of my strength not to get up and beat the shit out of her.
Kim held on to my arm tighter, "She isn't worth it stop." she pleaded. I scoffed, she didn't get just how worth it this would be. She was the most annoying person in the entire world, and trust met a lot of annoying people.
Bridget laughed loudly looking back at her friends signaling them to laugh as well. "Oh really they like you?" she flung her hair over her shoulder. "I noticed you were talking to Paul earlier, everyone knew he was going to." I raised an eyebrow at her as Kim let go of my arm, she looked angry now.
"Why is that?" I crossed my arms over my chest looking at her.
She rolled her eyes, "Well you're new here, you don't know Paul's game." I glared at her, but I was curious. "Let me explain. You are the new girl here, he hasn't seen you much so you're just another potential fuck for him. He gets with them and leaves them, that's all he does, it won't be long before he's pushing your trashy ass out of the back of his truck with your pants still around your ankles." Kim grabbed my arm again as I stood up. "Just ask Kim, we all know she had to fuck all of them just..."
That was all it took. I felt my fist collide with the side of her face knocking her down. She stumbled to her feet with her nose bleeding. I knew then that no one had ever done anything to her, she just walked all over people and they let her get away with it. It must have been a nasty shock for her. Pushing her against the wall I grabbed onto the top of her shirt and yelled.
"You say whatever you want about people with nothing happening to you! You think just because you have more things or you look better than them! Get this through your head, you don't always get what you want!" I slammed her against the wall. "Kim is one of the nicest people in the world, but oh no you wouldn't know that because she doesn't have the same money you do or she isn't as pretty as you? Kim is beautiful, unlike you." I felt Kim's hand on my shoulder as she tried to pull me away from Bridget. "The guys, they are the best people here, people don't like them because they are jealous. Same case with you hu?" her brow furred, I was hitting a nerve and I liked it. "None of them paid you any mind so you bitch out anyone they do. Your just mad because you weren't one of the girls Paul was pushing out of his truck!"
"Alani!" Kim's pleading voice said as she pulled on my shoulder.
I looked back at her and let go of Bridget, "Talk shit about me all you want, but bring any of my friends into anything anymore. And I am going to hurt you, worse than this!" Her friends all had toilet paper and were handing it to her. Their wasn't even that much blood.
"I need to talk a walk." I muttered to Kim as she looked at me. I wasn't sure what she was thinking right now, was she angry, scared, what... I didn't know anything right now.
I knew I would get into trouble by the school and my parents but I wasn't thinking on that at the moment. I walked out of the building my anger died away as the wind hit my face. The cool air and the light rain soothed me, I loved the rain, the best thing about being here was the rain. Most people didn't like rain but I loved it, the sound and the feeling made things seem so simple.
I sighed leaning up against a random truck, I didn't care who's it was I would move soon anyway. I had let my temper get the best of me, I could just see the look on my mother's face now. I wondered if they would actually move me away from here. Where would we even go if we did move? La Push was the only other home I had known. Not to mention that it had actually grown on me. Surprisingly enough I liked it here more than I did in Paris, I didn't have to try and make friends, or make myself look a certain way just for people to like me.
"Hey." my head snapped up at the sound of Paul's voice. His giant figure stood looking down at me with the rain soaking his tight shirt. His thick black hair had visible water droplets in his hair as it stuck to his russet skin."I heard about your fight." his hands were in his pockets as he fidgeted around a bit.
By now the bell had rung and I guess Kim told him or Jared either way he found out about it. I patted the wet ground next to me, it wouldn't matter if the back of his shorts got wet from the ground they were already wet. Slowly he sat next to me, he made a point to sit away from me, I didn't like it. "Yeah, I figured you would." I muttered putting my head on my knees.
Paul cleared his throat, he was nervous, "Um you know what she said, about me..." he looked away. That was why he was acting this way, "Yeah it's not true, I didn't do that stuff."
I laughed slightly, "I didn't believe her, well a little but not really." He looked at me and I shrugged. "I don't like it when you are nervous, it doesn't fit you." I whispered to him. I wasn't sure he heard it but his chuckle confirmed that he did.
"I just didn't want you to think that I was like that." he scooted closer to me and leaned against the truck or his truck, I noted looking up.
"No, don't worry about it." I shrugged and leaned my head against his truck looking up at the gray sky. "Why don't people like you guys?" I asked randomly looking over at him.
He furred his brow and seemed like he was deep in though, "Well due to who our ancestor were we are like the leaders or protectors of the tribe. So of course we have to be strong and we have to work out of course but the adults think we do drugs, like steroids and all that." he laughed a little, "Now when it comes to school it's more the fact that we are stronger than the other guys and we are a pretty exclusive group. So I guess that makes us a gang of trouble makers."
I nodded and smiled, with the kids it was probably all or mostly jealously, "My Great grandfathers on both my mom and dads sides were protectors of the tribe. They were with Ephriam and Levi, I think the Marshall one was cousin's with Levi Uley." i thought for a moment trying to remember exactly what my father said, "Yeah they were cousins."
"That would make you related to Sam." Paul said with a laugh, I wasn't sure what was so funny but I didn't care.
I moved my wet hair out of my face and looked at him, "You said you guys were an exclusive group. Why are you friends with me?" I had never thought about it before, they really did keep to them selves, why was I their friend.
Paul's face fell as he looked at the ground, "Our families for one thing, they all knew each other, then the fact that Jared was your best friend." he paused and bit his lip, "And the fact that we all kinda like you."
I laughed, "Kinda like me?" I asked pushing him slightly as he laughed.
"Okay, okay maybe we like you a lot." We both laughed as he sighed.
I liked this, being with him made all the anger I had just go away. I didn't care that I looked like crap and was soaked to the bone, he didn't seem to care either. "You didn't like me at first." I pointed out hugging myself to keep warm.
His shoulders fell and he looked at me, "I'm sorry about that really, you have no idea how bad I feel about that." He had moved closer to me and I welcomed the heat he gave off, I wanted to hug him but he wouldn't like it. I was about to ask why he was like that but he seemed to know what I was about to ask, "I don't really have a reason, so I can't give you one." he muttered.
I nodded with a small laugh, "Yeah I guess you can't." when I answered my teeth chattered and I realized the rain was a lot worse than before.
"You're cold." He said standing up, "You need to get inside." His voice was quick, he was talking fast, it almost sounded like he was worried.
I immediately protested, "I'm not going inside, if I see that bitch I will hurt her and get in more trouble than I already am!" I crossed my arms over my chest and he laughed.
"I'm not making you go inside, fuck that school is almost over anyway." I laughed, he was acting like himself and I had to admit it made me like the stubborn guy even more. "I meant get in my truck." I nodded as he stuck his hand out for me.
I grabbed his warm hand and he pulled me up. I guess he pulled me up to hard or I did something because when he pulled me up my face met his chest and my entire body was pressed against his. I wasn't sure what to say or do so I just stayed still and said the first thing that came to mind, "You're hot."
Of course Paul was hot in his looks and body temperature but I had meant his body temperature, he took it the other way, "Oh well thank you." He said with a smirk and a raised eyebrow.
"No! Not like that I meant your body!" his smirk grew wider as I groaned, "I'm just going to shut up now." I mumbled getting in his truck.
When he walked to the drivers side and got in his smirk was a smile, "I'm sorry, I knew what you meant but it was just to good to pass up." I nodded rolling my eyes not looking at him. "Aw come on Alani your not actually mad are you?"
I bit my lip, I wasn't mad just embarrassed, "No I'm not, I'm just cold." I shrugged as I watched the rain pelt the windshield. The truck roared to life and Paul was backing out of the school parking lot. "What are you doing?" I asked looking a him sceptically.
His laughter filled the truck, "We are skipping school, I don't think you will mind."
I laughed slightly, "Wouldn't be the worst thing I have done." I shrugged and he smiled. The silence was awkward. I wanted to say something, I wanted to tell him that I liked him, there was just some force trying to pry those words out of my mouth but I kept quiet. I looked outside and noticed I had never been here before, "Where are we going?" I asked him.
Paul laughed nervously and scratched the back of his neck. "Um my house." I looked at him curiously. "You said you would help with the party and my mom needs me to make deserts but I can't cook..." He trailed off looking intently at the road in front of him.
I was going to his house? I didn't know if that was weird or not, I didn't want him to think I was angry about it or anything because I wasn't. Confused yes, angry or anything like that, no. "I can bake, I do it all the time at my house. So I'm pretty sure I can help you in your time of need." I laughed as he sent me a fake glare."Wait I forgot my bag."
Paul took out his phone and started texting someone. "I will have Kim get it for you, are your keys in it?" he asked me.
"Yeah just tell Natalya to get them and drive home." I knew my sister would freak out, she did every time I got into a fight. "You know it's dangerous to text and drive?" I asked him smiling.
Paul laughed loudly, "Oh Danger is my middle name!" I rolled my eyes as him.
"Oh yes you text and drive, what a rebel." He rolled his eyes.
"Oh I do more than just text and drive." He said with a smirk across his ruggedly handsome face.
I raised an eyebrow and looked at him as he stopped the truck, "Let me guess I don't get to know what these other dangerous things are, do I?"
"Not a chance princess." he smirked getting out of his truck.
I scoffed following him, "Who the hell are you calling a princess ânesse muette?" I fought the smirk, I knew he wouldn't know what I called him.
"Dumb ass? Ouch that hurt." I looked at Paul with wide eyes.
He was of course smirking, "How did you know that!" I demanded standing on his porch.
"I looked it up." he said shrugging his large shoulders. That wasn't fair, he wasn't suppose to speak French,or even know any.
I put my hands on my hips and looked up at him, "Why did you do that!" I stomped my foot and glared at him.
He looked back at me and smirked moving closer to me, as he leaned down to my eye level I felt my face heat up and my heart speed up. I mentally cursed at my body as his smirk grew, he must have seen my blush, "Just to piss you off magnifique." he winked at me before walking into his house.
I stood there, did he really just call me that. Yes, he did. I wasn't sure if it was a joke or not but it sure as hell made my heart go crazy. Paul had really just called me magnifique... Paul really called me gorgeous. My heart was beating fast and the blush was still on my cheeks.
"You coming in magnifique, or do I have to drag you in here" I could just see the stupid smirk on his face...
Yep there it was, I made Paul the way he will be at the end for most of this story, playful. He has gotten past the anger and the fear of imprinting now he is acting like him self. I think he would be playful with his imprint so that's how he is. Now remember that the more reviews I get the faster I write!! I would love to get five again so... yes review now! Five and I update!! XP and no its not lofty!! I saw one person ask for ten reviews!!
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