((So I tried something new this chapter. Hope you like it. Review. --runner))

Kaitlin POV

You know, Jared is pretty hot. In a way, I can kind of see why Kim is completely in love with him.

But seriously, the guy is a total bitch sometimes.

I mean, don't get me wrong. In my opinion, if the guy is super hot, then that sort of cancels out other bad traits. But I don't think Jared is quite hot enough. He's no Andrew, of course, but nothing can compare to my Andrew.

Anyways, he is a bitch because he hurt my Kimmy. And it's as simple as that. Hurt my best friend, you get hurt.

That's exactly why I shoved him into an empty classroom when it was transition time, the time we were supposed to be using to get to our next class. I threatened him, of course, using the ultimate I'll-kick-you-in-the-spot-that-hurts threat. Worked this time, as it always does.

"Fine. I'm assuming you want information on Kim?"

That sparked something in me. I ranted off on him, informing him that I didn't want information on Kim; I wanted information on what happened between them. And what I heard surprised me, because it didn't sound like the Kim I knew.

"We got into a fight. I told her something stupid, something that offended her. What I said has to remain a secret, but I think she took it the wrong way. She ran off, left me alone in the forest. I don't think that she wanted me to come after her. Now tell me what's wrong with her."

Since I had made a deal with him that I would tell him what's wrong with Kim, who I surmised that he had recently became infatuated with by the way he was acting, I did tell him something. And that something was a big fat lie. Because the best way to evoke true, natural reactions from somebody who is rapidly changing (i.e. Jared) is to suggest a traumatic event about someone or something they love (i.e. Kim? That's what I was thinking. And you see the results.)

"She's moving. To California."

Not my best lie, that's for certain, but it certainly evoked a reaction.

"What?"

I could literally see the Jared I had been talking to for the past couple of minutes falling apart in front of my eyes. His brown eyes grew wide, and his hands began to shake. He fell back against the wall as if somebody had punched him in the gut, and a sheen of sweat grew over his face, like he was nervous about an upcoming exam.

"Yep, she told me this morning that her parents were moving the family to California because they were both offered positions at a prestigious law firm."

I watched him carefully, trying to find any breaks in his performance. But there wasn't any. Because, to tell you the truth, they guy looked like somebody told him that his mother was found dead. His face was growing pale, and it looked like a vein in his neck was about to burst.

"Um…Jared, you okay?" Now I was getting nervous. I mean, I know that my acting was ridiculously amazing, of course, but I didn't want to give him a heart attack! I have a feeling that if Jared died here under my power, Kim would kill me. She claims that nothing has happened, and she attempts to brutally ignore him, but I keep catching her stealing glances over at him, especially during lunch.

"She's moving?"

I nodded.

"She can't!"

"She isn't."

"I mean, Kim can't move. That's ridiculous! I need her to stay here! I will physically chain myself to her if that is necessary. She will not move away from La Push!"

"Jared, she isn't moving. I was-"

"She can't do this to me, she can't!"

"Jared, I really need you to listen-"

"Shit! I fucking messed up! Shit! I'm an idiot!"

"Yes I know that, but Jared you need-"

"Kim needs to stay!"

This was not going as planned.

"Jared! Please, listen to me! Kim isn't-"

"How can you let her move?! You're her best friend, aren't you? Stop her! Do anything!"

I sighed.

"Kaitlin! What the hell is your problem? Don't let Kim move! She can't…wait…what did you say?"

"I said that Kim wasn't moving. If you had just listened to me, you wouldn't have had the freak attack. God, Jared, you were like shaking!"

"She's not moving?" He checked.

"No."

And suddenly I found myself pressed against the wall under Jared's death grip. I was having trouble breathing, both from his strength and from the scary look of anger in his face.

"What the hell is your fucking problem?" He literally growled. "Do you know what you just did to me, you idiot?"

"Sorry," I replied as sarcastically as I could manage. "I didn't mean to get your nerves all fluttery."

He growled again, and his freakishly hot hands pressed my shoulders painfully into the wood of the wall he had me pressed against. Now I was scared. I had never seen Jared like this…like he was going to murder me…painfully.

"You…stupid…" he snarled, not even bothering to finish the sentence. He didn't have to; my imagination had thousands of words that could be placed in that sentence.

"Sorry," I whispered hoarsely, fear dominant in my voice. "I just wanted to see if something was true."

His hold on me loosened slightly, giving me more air to breathe with. "What do you mean?" He asked, sounding confused.

I straightened a bit, intent on getting my dignity back. "I mean that I wanted to see if you really are a puppy dog for my Kim."

His face contorted into shock and disbelief, which confused me. "She told you?"

"Technically, you told me."

He seemed to relax by that statement, his hold loosening the tiniest bit more. "Okay then. What did you see? Am I a puppy?"

I could tell by the small smirk on his face that something in his words was amusing to him, but I chose to ignore it. "In my findings," I said, clearing my throat. "You are. You are completely in love with her."

He stared at me blankly for a moment before slowly nodding his head in agreement. "I know that."

"Why the change of heart so suddenly?" I asked, angry that he only realized how much Kim was into him now. "What made you open your eyes to her?"

He pursed his lips, backing away from me and completely releasing me. I massaged my sore shoulders as he said, "There really aren't any words. I just know that she's the one for me."

((Kaitlin is one of my favorite characters based off my best friend Kaitlin. They are very alike! Review please! --runner))

((Oh! By the way, my laptop is going to come home in two to three weeks! Hurrah! --runner))