A/N: Hey! This update is dedicated to the Eclipse film that has just been realised, although I was rather upset that there wasn't much wolfiness in it. But still, those boys are hot. Seth in this update is inspired by my step brother, Scott. I have woken up to him dangling my under garments and I swear I went mad. Oh and just the update from the strange cab driver… he drove my best friend to the airport and she said that he was now playing Boy zone. If you see this crazy fool, please review and tell me. I could do with some laughs. Enjoy.

You, me and the pup -10

It's raining. I feel like crap. My wrist in a stupid cast, because Mr. Hey I'm a doctor said there was a bone broken. Well no way, he nearly ripped my wrist of. Can whoever teaches these doctors, learn them that my wrist is actually attached to my arm? Thanks a bunch.

If anyone hasn't noticed I am in a bad mood. Waking up to Seth perched at the end of my bed waving one of my bra's in my face isn't really the best wake up call in the world. I had been staring at the cereal in my bowl for at least twenty minutes.

"For goodness sake Claire!" Sam's voice boomed, finally putting down his paper.

I looked up at his angered expression with anxious eyes. Maybe, he actually noticed I had been mopping around the house all morning.

"The cast will be off soon. I'm sick of you mopping around the house. Go and do something." He urged.

"Like what?" I asked, pushing the little bits in my cereal around my bowl with my spoon. "Quil has said I cant go anywhere. Not without him."

Silence. Sam rustled his paper some more and Emily hummed a unfamiliar tone. She was obviously listening to the conversation.

The door knocked. At once I knew it wasn't one of the wolves. For one, the wolves call this there second home, so don't bother to knock. Secondly, Some haven't got the manners to pardon themselves after they belch, never mind rapping their knuckles on the dark wood. Many of a time has someone nearly walked on me, during my morning shower.

Emily skipped to the door, now whistling. She swung open the door, smile plastered over her face.

"Good morning miss." A low voice greeted. "I have a package for." There was a pause and I assumed he was reading his clipboard. "Miss Claire Young."

"Claire." Emily called, beckoning me with her hand.

I heaved my self up off the hard seat, being careful not to knock my wrist. I slugged to the door, yawning on the way.

The man was like an average delivery person. Short, fat and bald. His hat was securely on his head, so I only guessed the bald part. The horrible green uniform, was way to tight and it looked like he was trying to explode out of it

He lifted his hat of his head to greet me. Yep, defiantly bald, apart from the slither of it which he obviously used to attempt a comb over. "Morning miss." He placed his hat back on, like he felt my scrutiny over his baldness. "I've got err… a package here for you."

"Cool." I tried to sound enthusiastic.

He passed me the clip board and a pen. He stuck his little, stubby finger on the page.

"Sign right here." Then he coughed loudly, in my face. Definitely a smoker.

I scribbled a C then something that looked like Ateara, when you turned you head slightly.

He passed me a little pet box, which I put on the floor at my feet. Something that you put cat's in. Then he passed me a separate envelope.

He tilted his hat to me, this time not taking it off. "Good day miss." Emily shut the door and gave me a questioning look.

"Well I didn't order this." I responded, looking in to the little pet box. There it was. The cutest puppy I had ever seen. He looked like a little teddy. I opened the latch, sticking my hand in there. I rolled my eyes to find it was a stupid teddy.

I picked up the envelope. Ripping it open, expecting to find a stupid note of on of the wolves, but instead I found my mother's neat writing.

Dearest Claire,

I am so sorry I couldn't come to your birthday. There was a big huge case, and I promised I would help. Hunnie, I expect your mad at me. I mean it's not everyday you turn seventeen huh? Well because I couldn't come, I have enclosed your birthday present. Its not the teddy, but it's a clue of what I want you to get. I have also enclosed $500. I hope that's enough. I know you have my credit card, but it felt better doing this.

I miss you, and I will see you soon Hunnie. Stay beautiful angel.

Happy Birthday.

All my love,

Mom x

P.S. If you cant guess… I want you to get a dog. I know how you have always wanted one. I have already sorted it with your uncle.

I could of cried. I was on the brink of it. I have always wanted a dog. I mean always, before I knew I had a bunch of them sitting on my couch, eating my potato snacks. I just wanted something to companion me on my runs and so on.

I jumped on the spot and squealed. "I'm getting a dog!"

"What do you need a dog for? You have Quil." Seth snorted, eating my bowl of cereal. I pointed my finger at him.

"If you go near my under garments again Seth Clearwater, I swear you'll be coughing up socks for a week." I threatened.

"Sure. If you can catch me." He did that jack ass smile that made me want to punch his face over and over. It was true though, even if I ran as hard as my feet could carry me, it still wouldn't be fast enough.

I sighed in annoyance, picking up the box and placing the letter back in the envelope where indeed $500 had been placed. I put them neatly on my bed, a smile tugging at my lips.

"Claire." Emily hollered. "Your gonna be late for school."

"Urgh." I screamed in frustration, kicking a random sock on the floor.

"Get going kid." Sam yelled.

"Fine." I muttered, swinging my bag on my shoulders and grabbing my keys off the dressing table. "Send me to be tortured."

"It wont be that bad. Stop being over dramatic." Sam complained.

School was… school. Horrible, awkward questions were thrown at me. My anger was bubbling up so much, that I thought I was going to transform into a big hairy wolf. I ignored everyone and didn't smile. Not once.

"Come on Claire." Hannah started whining. "You've been like this all day. People are just curious."

I took a seat at our usual lunch table. The table that was on the doors of the gym and the kitchens, also where the local bins were located for the school.

"They can be curious somewhere else." I muttered, bringing out my Dora the Explorer lunchbox. Don't ask.

The second warning bell tuned, notifying students that the teachers were either having their break or making out behind the bike sheds. Will, our local gay guy, sat at our table fanning him self. Just behind him Jas tailed, looking at something over her shoulder.

They both sat down and started giggling.

I raised a eyebrow, as they both got their lunchboxes out. Will had a Spiderman one and Jas had a Blues Clues one. Okay, private joke. Hannah obviously had one, but she kept hers in her back at all times.

"Did you hear there's a new guy?" Jas pretended to swoon.

Hannah shook her head and Will looked at her wide eyed. "You didn't notice? He sat next to you in Bio."

"Didn't you hear?" I asked, tearing my sandwich apart in my fingers. "Hannah's got a boyfriend now."

Hannah nudged me, glaring full on. "Gee… I forgot to say."

"Tell us everything." Jas smiled widely.

Hannah went in a big explanation about Embry, describing everything. I think I rolled my eyes at least ten times, and snorted the rest.

My eyes searched for this new kid. Then I saw him. He defiantly had Quileute blood in him. Nice tanned skin, and usual black hair. What was the big deal? Sure he was a bit buff, definitely worked out. Then again, compared to the boys he hardly had any muscles, but he kinda had the same build. Trina, the town whore, was leaning over him. New meat for Trina to rip apart with her teeth.

"Right Claire?" Hannah's voice brought me back to the conversation.

"Huh?" I brought my eyes away from the new guy and Trina's new pray.

"Embry knows Quil." She gave me a look that said "Don't you dare say how old they are."

"Oh yeah. Sure." I stuttered, taking a bigger bite of my sandwich to show I couldn't talk.

Will's hand skimmed over my eyes, making sure I was listening to what he had to say. "We've got rehearsal after lunch."

I nodded, and swallowed. "I know. I have to rehearse the kissing seen with Byron." I stuck out my tongue to show my dislike.

Will frowned. "Didn't you hear?"

"Hear what?"

"Byron got hit by a car. He broke his leg." Will frowned at me like I was mad. "You really didn't hear?"

"No." I answered, eyes wide. "So who's playing his role?"

He shook his head. "No one knows. We will find out after lunch."

"Great." I rolled my eyes at my own luck. "I thought kissing Byron was bad. I just hope its not anyone worse."

"Is there anyone worse?" Will laughed.

Nope. No, there wasn't.

Me and Will sat side by side on the stage. We was early for class, but it was an advantage. Mr Kaolin was always late. He always thought that the class should wait for him not the other way around.

"So your mom gave you money for a pup?" Will asked, swinging his feet off the edge of the stage.

"Yeah. Five hundred dollars." I emphasised.

His eyes widened. "Seriously? My mom only bought me a second hand car that was dead. I mean it didn't even start."

"I know. I remember Bruce." That was the name of his non starting vehicle. "Nice colour though."

Will snorted. "Pinky-purple? I'm gay, not a transvestite."

We both laughed, I had stitches in the side of my stomach.

"Excuse me?" A low, gruff voice asked. Both of mine and Will's heads snapped up. It was the new guy.

"Yes?"

He strolled forward, with anxious eyes. "I'm new here. Is this drama class?"

"Uh-huh." I nodded, and tried to put an approachable smile on my face.

"Cool." His eyes skimmed over my body, and stopped at my legs. He brought his eyes back to mine. I felt totally exposed. A slow, sure grin spread across his face. "I'm Flynn." He stuck his hand out, and he walked forward so his chest was at my knees. I looked at his hand before putting mine in his.

"Claire." I informed. His hand was hot, it was the same temperature as the wolves. Maybe Flynn, was too. I frowned and snatched my hand back.

Will waved lazily. "William Howard."

I rolled my eyes. "He likes to be called Will."

Flynn nodded like he was putting it in his brain. "So…" He plonked himself next to me. "Claire, what's this class like?"

"Mr Kaolin is really nice. He gets the job done." I replied.

He nodded some more. He looked like an idiot. I stood up dusting off my trousers. Will gave me a "Don't you dare leave me alone with the retard." look.

"Will… Come with me to sort the costumes." I yanked on his hand, heaving him up. I didn't want him to suffer to much.

"Anything I can help with?" Flynn asked, trying to get up.

I bit my lip and Will discreetly shook his head. "No." I said, edging towards the backstage door. "That's okay. You wouldn't know what to do… and err besides your new."

He nodded again. Again with the nodding thing! That was gonna just get on my nerves.

Me and Will hid in the dressing room backstage, trying on random costumes. I laughed at a queen dress he put on, but I had to discreet it to a muffled snort.

"So." Will whispered, wrapping a feather scarf around his shoulders. "Whats going on between you and Quil?"

I bit my lip, flattening down a moustache on my lip. "I don't actually know."

"So he kissed you?" Will sounded intrigued.

"Uh-huh." I put a tiara on my head. "Then he fainted after I had my wrist put back in and ever since then he's been avoiding me like a plague."

He frowned, like he was trying to solve a real difficult math question. "Since Saturday?"

I nodded. "Its not like Quil."

"You haven't spoken to him since Saturday? That's four days!" He exclaimed, his eyes widened.

"Really? It seems longer then that." I admitted, taking off the costumes. I felt a sudden weight pull me to the ground. I wasn't sure if it was the big, stuffy costume I wore or the news that Quil had been avoiding me for four days.

"So… let me get this straight." He pinched the bridge of his nose. "He kissed you then completely blanked you?"

I nodded dumbly.

"Oh Hunnie… he is so not interested." His eyes went soft and sympathetic.

I closed my eyes. It was the new I actually knew that someone was going to say. How was I meant to respond? "That's impossible, because you know that fictional imprinting business? Well it's real, and my best friend imprinted on me when I was two." Yeah can you imagine the face Will would pull.

"Either that." Will carried on. "Or he is really embarrassed."

I would like to think the latter. I hoped I hurt his ego.

"Everyone on stage." Mr Kaolin's voice rang threw our ears.

We made our way on stage, watching Mr Kaolin with wary eyes. I hope the male lead was going to be taken by Will. It cant be worse then snotty Byron.

"All the boys will try out. No exceptions." He looked at me with sympathetic eyes. "Claire? Do you mind doing the imprint scene?"

I shook my head. "I guess not."

I put on my authentic costume, and took place on stage. I was hoping to have the cast off for the actual performance.

"When I call your name…" Mr Kaolin barked, at the boys, who now all stood in height order. "Come on stage."

I sighed, taking a big intake of breath for whatever was going to happen now.

"Okay. First up, William Howard."

Will came on stage, doing that nervous twitch he always does. I crossed my fingers. I seriously hoped that he would get the part.

Mr Kaolin gave Will the script, and Will nodded positioning himself. He coughed once to clear his throat and read.

"The most b-beautiful girl. Who is this who lands b-before me." He stumbled and I mentally cringed, while trying to look like I was brushing my hair. "She has a beautiful butt."

Mr Kaolin pinched the bridge of his nose, and put his hand up. "Stop. Please, just stop." Will looked down in shame. "What on earth was that! I know your nervous William, but please…" Mr Kaolin shook his head. "William thank you. Next."

Will tottered off stage, looking upset. I wanted to talk to him or something. He had stage fright. It wasn't unheard of, but I wish Mr Kaolin would understand more about it.

I went threw another three boys. They were better… and worse. The first boy after Will, Solace Baxter, almost raped me on stage. Mr Kaolin almost banned him from every performance that year, calling it highly inappropriate. The second boy, George Elliot, wasn't a keen actor. He mumbled the words under his breath and thrusted his hips in my direction a couple of times. The third boy, Andrew Webber, wasn't much to go by either. He had a terrible cold and started sneezing everywhere.

I had a sense that Mr Kaolin was freaking out right now.

"Last boy." He admitted, almost sobbing. "Flynn Bright."

Ah, the new boy. Well, I doubt that he had much talent. He was nodding his dumb head again. He came on stage, swinging his arms. Over confident jerk. Mr Kaolin passed him the script and Flynn threw it over his shoulder declaring he didn't need it.

He positioned himself in the correct manner and cleared his throat. "Who is this?" His eyes widened and I actually believed him. "I have never… known anyone like." He stepped forward like he was uncertain. "She is the most beautiful I have ever seen. No one or nothing holds me to the ground anymore. She is a spirit and she is in my soul." His eyes searched into mine and a grin tugged at his lips. I actually forgot to breath, and I had to blink a couple of times to regain my sanity.

"We've… found our new spirit warrior." Mr Kaolin was frowning. "Well done." He cleared his throat and Flynn vacated the stage, leaving me alone.

"Well… err Claire do you want to do your monologue?" Mr Kaolin asked, still frowning at Flynn.

"Err sure… which one?"

"The one you did for audition." He verified.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. "He whispered he loved me in the wind. He hummed it before we fell asleep under the stars. I believed the night shielded his soul and brightened his eyes. I dreamt of only his touch when he kissed my lips, or when he held my hand. I knew the secret he was not so easy of sharing. He guarded the reservation and my heart went with him as he ran. I prayed the spirits would protect him because I couldn't bare my life to be without his. I would be quite content on loving him forever, and I couldn't even imagine loving anyone else. I didn't understand why he loved me, and I didn't understand why I loved him. My soul belonged to him, but before that my heart belonged to another. I was frightened for his life, because I wouldn't know where he was or what exactly he was fighting, but I knew that at the end he would return home with me."

Mr Kaolin was ecstatic that he had his performance going smoothly. He even made me and Flynn practise the kiss scene, and it was only Flynn's first day. Flynn couldn't wipe the stupid grin off his face, which was very annoying.

After rehearsals, me and Will was walking to my car. Will had his mom give him a ride to school in the morning and I had said I would return him home.

"Hey wait up." Flynn called behind us.

"If we keep walking, he might go away." Will muttered, speeding up.

I hoped that Will's words were true, but a strange part of me wanted to see what dim-witted Flynn wanted. Maybe the character he was playing made me feel all strange, and made me go googly eyed, especially when he kissed me.

"Claire!" Flynn called again.

I slowed up, turning towards him. Will gave me a bizarre look. He probably thought I was going mad; that made the two of us.

I tilted up the sides of my mouth, it may have looked like a smile, but in reality my head was working against my muscles, so to me it felt like a muscle spasm.

"Where you headed?" Flynn asked, slowing his jog down to a slow walk. If that was possible with his long legs.

"Home." Will answered, pulling on my arm.

Flynn scratched the back of his head. "We moved here a week ago."

"Why did you move?" I asked. I wasn't particularly interested, but still Jas would love the new gossip. I was doing it for her sake, or at least I was telling myself that.

Flynn smirked. "Some err… legend happened to come true. My grandmother sent us back here."

Legend? Was he on about… no. Please tell me my theories were confused and untrue, and that I was beyond mad.

I was doing the nodding thing now. Flynn frowned and smiled at me. "Its crap here isn't it?" I tried to laugh.

He scratched the back of his hair again. "Ah its not so bad." A car pulled up and honked its horn super loud. "Here's my mom. Err… See you tomorrow Claire. It was nice to meet you too Bill."

"Its Will." Will hissed.

Will grumbled all the way home, slanting the new guy and blaming his stage fright on his ability to perform. I tried to assure him, and agree with half the things he was saying, but Flynn fascinated me. I hated to admit, but it was true. I didn't know what was going on with Quil. All I knew was that he was trying to avoid me. Maybe I need to find something to keep my mind off him. Maybe, just maybe, Flynn was the answer.

I pulled up at Will's house, just as it started to rain.

Will didn't get out. He undid his seatbelt and twisted his body towards mine. He wanted to talk about something serious. This was bad.

"Look." Will said, giving me the look he uses for difficult situations. "I know I'm gay. You know it too, but I know what goes on in your small girlie head."

I was a bit taken back. I didn't know if I should laugh, or be really offended. All that came out of my mouth was: "Huh?"

He rolled his eyes. "I know that Quil is avoiding you and I know for a fact that your pissed at Hannah for getting that close to Embry."

"I am not…" I tried to defend, but he carried on like I hadn't spoke.

"Quil might be avoiding you, but there is no need to go searching for Flynn. He seems… I don't know… dangerous."

His words hit home. I stared at him dumbly. "I don't even like Flynn." I was honest. "I was acting. There's nothing there what. So. Ever."

He shrugged his shoulders. "Okay, but being the only guy in the group, I see it my job to tell you that your giving off the wrong signals and to be careful."

I nodded. "I know and I'm thankful."

I hugged him and his mom yelled from the house. "Will, your little brothers about to dissect your hamster!"

"Not Hammy." He gasped, un tangling himself from me. "See ya Claire." He shot off, running at top speed. What can I say that boy loves that hamster.

When I pulled up at the house, only Sam's car was on the drive, which was unusual for this time of day. I squeezed my little ford next to his truck. I'm guessing everyone found better things to do with their day then pester me, or tell me that my homework book is wrong and they are right. I shook my head and smiled as I opened the door.

"I'm home." I sung out, breathing in the smell of cookies.

"Hey sweetheart." Emily came and hugged me, kissing me on the cheek.

"Where's everyone at?" I asked, peering around the room.

She smiled. "We have a pup."

"Huh?"

She rolled her eyes and smiled. "A newcomer Claire. The whole packs out, helping him out."

"That would explain…" I pointed to the side, where a bigger pile of cookies had been placed.

Emily nodded. "The extra cookies, not that it will matter."

Suddenly, there was a crash outside. There was also lots of scuffing noises, like someone was fighting and a whole lot of commotion outside. Me and Emily looked at each other then we both waddled outside.

"You two calm down." Sam tried to order, but it didn't pass.

Quil had the newbie hanging by his throat. The newbie had gone a shade of purple, and that's when I recognised him. Flynn.

"Put him down Quil." Jacob ordered. Quil's arm went slack and he realised Flynn. Flynn scrambled to his feet, shaking.

They were both bearing their teeth.

"How dare you touch her like that!" Quil growled.

"So what?" Flynn sneered. "She enjoyed it."

It was the first time I had seen Quil in days, and to see him in this state made me frightened. For the first time since I was two, I was scared of Quil.

Quil right hooked Flynn in the face. Flynn wiped the back of his hand across his lip. I could see in his eyes he was pissed.

"Well I didn't leave her on standby for four days, while you threw your weight around. Hurt you ego much?" Flynn snapped.

"You. Don't. Know. Anything." Quil hissed between gritted teeth.

Flynn shook his head and chuckled. "I know everything."

They went for each other again, and I just stood there like a garden gnome. Then it clicked. They were on about me. They were fighting over me.

"Wait." My voice got stuck in my throat, and I choked. I stomped forward, until Sam's hand restrained me.

"You'll get hurt." He warned.

I looked at my uncle Sam, trying to translate through my eyes that I knew exactly what I was doing. He nodded and released his hand from my arm.

I stepped in between the two boys. They both frowned. They didn't think I was here and they probably thought they were alone.

"Stop it." I ordered.

Quil stopped shaking and Flynn kind of stop, but his hands were still in fists.

"Is it true?" Quil whispered.

"Yes and no." I answered, cool as a cucumber.

He started shaking again and I actually rolled my eyes.

"Look." I directed my voice at Quil. "Its for the "Third wife" performance. You obviously don't know anything, to think I would go around kissing other boys. You've been avoiding me for four day, and I have no idea what's going on in that head of yours. I'm sick of being left in the dark." I went to turn away, but Quil's hand had latched its way around my good wrist. I started again. "You seem to think I want to hurt you, but the stupid thing is… I seriously don't. You want me to stay and then again when things get difficult or your ego gets a bit hurt you run off and leave me thinking what I have done wrong." I snatched my hand away. "You either want me or you don't."

A/N: Review please. Thanks.