The way Ryan feels about Claire in this chapter is described by Iron & Wine. Flightless Bird/American Mouth. Hehe I'm listening to it right now. OH MY! The Twilight Movie sucks.

On the ride to school I realized three things.

Ryan is a Werewolf.

That I am in love with him.

And I am positive that he loves me back.

I drove into the student parking lot, parked. I was being weird and said goodbye for now to my awesome car. I pressed lock and went to first period.

Who could possibly concentrate when they are in love. I am so glad I brought my journal to school. I wrote those three things in my journal. I just started writing random thoughts around those three things. I started to notice the word love started popping up all over the page.

"Claire Daniels! What do you have there?" Ah Crap.

"My journal." No getting around this. Why Lie? The teacher snatched it from me.

"I realized three things today. He was a werewolf, I am in love with him, and I am positive he loves me back." He gave it back to me when he saw a tear escape my left eye. I got my stuff and just left the room. The teacher didn't say anything about it either.

Just like Déjà vu I ran to the bathroom. I cried in there the whole day until the period I had with Ryan. I emerged from the stall. I caught a sight of myself in the mirror. Puffy eyes. Good thing he loves me for me, not the looks. I was walking down the hall and people were staring. The classic, I walk by and suddenly the get quiet or busy in their locker. I heard one guy mutter wolf lover. That sent me through the roof. I sent Ryan a text saying I needed to talk to him immediately. He replied Where? Look for a pink prius, I replied. I went to my car and sat there waiting for him. I was glad this thing muffled sounds from the inside. I needed to let out a good scream. I sunk in my seat pulling my hat over my eyes.

I heard a tap on my window. Ryan walked to the other side of the car and got in. He looked at me like he hasn't seen me in 200 years. I started crying just then. I saw his face again he looked like he just got shot in the stomach. I climbed over to his side and sat in his lap. I couldn't bear to be away from him for very long. He started rubbing my back, soothing me. I think he just kissed my hair. I don't care. I pulled back and looked at him.

"Why did you leave last night? I cried all night, do you really not want to be around me?" I asked.

"I had something to do." He said looking at the townspeople staring at us.

"Something more important than me?"

"Nothings more important than you."

"Sure."

After a few minutes I said, "I know what you are."

He looked at me with those big green eyes. I knew I was right.

"A wolf attacked me yesterday. Then I had a dream of that same wolf except," I stopped to see if I could get to him. He just kept looking at me with those eyes.

"He had your eyes and I could hear his thoughts." I was gasping for air at that moment. "I think it was you."

"Can you say the word for me?" He asked. I nodded.

"Say it." He said.

"Werewolf."