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KPOV

"Kayley could you please tell me the answer to number 5…..Kayley?" Ummm, was the teacher just talking to me? "Ms. Kayley do you or do you not have the answer to number 5?" Opps, I guess he was. Number 5, number 5…shit I have no idea what number 5 is. I don't even know what were talking about. Just when I was about to admit to having no idea what we were doing, a piece of paper was slipped on my desk.

"Is it uhh, Shakespeare?"

"Yes it is, now thank your neighbor for the help, and please pay attention." Mr. Tate said before turning to write on the board and continue with the lesson. Instead of thanking my neighbor, I grabbed the sheet of paper, crumbled it up, and threw it in my bag. Right now I was having move problems paying attention to his lessons then ever before. Ever since I walked into class and a certain someone was sitting at my table. Conveniently my partner transferred schools so now my desk is empty. Leaving a big fat empty seat next to mine. So now, I am sitting here, with my mind in mush. Literally, there is nothing going through my head.

So when the bell rang, it took me a minute of seeing everyone pack up for lunch that is was time to go. I shuffled up all my papers on my desk and threw them in my bag. I stood up from my chair to be faced with someone blocking the isle. Jeez, was this day going to be anymore frustrating. "Move," was all I managed to say to him. Having to comply, he moved out of the way and I passed him without making a backwards glance and walked out of the room. I walked as fast as I could without looking like I was hurrying but I could still fell him close behind me. Deciding the world would probably implode if I didn't relax soon, when I reached my locker I stuck my head inside and tried to shut out everything going on behind me. That is until I heard that little voice behind me that I am sure will never leave me, did I finally reach my snapping point.

"PJ I don't Fucking know what to tell you so stop following me around like a dog." I yelled loudly, with my head still in the locker. I didn't dare turn around and look at him. As much as I wish it weren't true, I know that one look in his eyes and I would have to apologize. Stupid imprint powers. I stayed with my head in my locker, feeling like an idiot, for probably another minute until I could tell I was finally alone. Sighing I lifted my head up and exchanged my books for the new ones I would need.

Before I shut the door I looked at some of the pictures I had hanging there on the inside. I had a bunch of my family, some of me and Sean as kids, a ton of Avery, and a couple from family parties. The one picture that caught my eye though was the picture from Avery's 14th birthday. There was everyone that could possibly be related to a wolf and then some. We were down by the beach all sitting on the stairs. On the top stairs were the Elders, next row was the Dads, then moms, then sons, and finally daughters. It's probably the only picture with us all in it. But what I really noticed was how we were sitting; the elders had their hands on the dad's shoulders and the dads had their arms wrapped around the mom's shoulders and they were leaning back against their chests. The moms were holding each others hands with their arms linked. The funny thing is that the kids had the same look, like completely symmetrical. And, it just so happens that I was sitting in front of PJ, meaning his arms were wrapped tightly around my neck and shoulders. Even though we weren't really friends, in the picture I looked so happy and comfortable, not weird like I would have thought.

The picture had me so entranced and brought out so much emotion, that I didn't know I was crying until I felt a tear drop hit my neck. I quickly looked around, making sure no one had noticed my standing there crying. Thankfully lunch had started and no one was in the hall ways. I turned back to my locker and grabbed the picture. I knew after that every time I saw it, I would have some sort of reaction to the picture. So instead of taking the chance of crying the hall way every time I open my locker, I took it down and put it in my bag. I turned and looked at the clock on the wall behind me and there was only another 15 of lunch left. Ugh why did things have to be this way? I mean, why couldn't my life be normal for once. Sometimes this is just too much.

***

I didn't bother going to lunch and instead just sat on a bench and ate my sandwich. I went to math which was pretty boring and had a wicked bad head ache by the time that period was over. I hated going to that class because I was all alone and had no friggen idea what was going on. And then, when I walked out of math I had an extreme impulsive decision: I'm leaving school early! Right when the thought entered my mind I started getting jittery and nervous. I had rarely ever left school before and never by myself. Usually it would be with Avery or Sean but not today. We have about 4 minutes in between classes so I figured id run to my locker then book it to my car. I usually don't see anyone this time of day so I wasn't worried about running into possible trouble.

I scurried to my locker and put all my books back, homework's lame anyway. I grabbed my patched up sweater that I leave in my locker incase it's ever cold and I have to walk. I shut my locker door and quickly looked around to make sure no one was looking then quickly shuffled through the back door that led out to the parking lot. As soon as I saw the little black Toyota I started to run. I don't really know why, I mean it's not like someone was going to stop me, and if they did I could just say I was getting dismissed. All the teachers know me and know I would never skip class. How very wrong they are.

I fumbled with my keys as I got closer to the door. I threw my bag in the passenger seat and slammed the door shut behind me. I could feel my heart pumping and my hands were shaking. After about 5 tries I got the key in the ignition and hit the gas. I peeled out of the parking lot so fast you could probably hear the wheels screech.

Now that I was driving I didn't really have any idea where I wanted to go. I mean, there are only a few places I could go but where ever I go, I will probably run into someone. Hmmm, maybe I could drive around for an hour. It was only one more period so I didn't have that much time to waste. As I drove I passed a sign that had an aero pointing straight for the beach. I guess I could go there and hangout for a bit. It's too chilly for anyone to really be there so I should be safe.

At the end of the road there was a little packing lot that was completely empty. I parked in the corner by the trees and sat just looking at the ocean for awhile. It was really peaceful and definitely helping with my head ache. Probably after another 20 minutes I noticed something in the water. I looked like a seal or something. It just kept swimming back and forth, but not getting and closer or further away from shore. Hmm, that's weird. I got out of my car and decided to walk on down and get a closer look. Ughhh, it was freezing out, Jesus. I climbed the small stone wall and jumped over the little drop instead of taking the stairs. I walked down towards the water a little but on my way I saw a pair of shorts and a t-shirts lying in the sand. I walked over to them and reached down to pick them up. It was a pair of cut offs and white t-shirt. My first thought was the pack. But who? I looked back out to the ocean and could now easily make out a person in the water, not a seal. Maybe it was easier to make out it was a person because not only were they not swimming anymore, but they were also standing on shore, about ten feet from where I was standing. And yes I shit my pants. And maybe went into cardiac arrest. I don't know. All I know is I screamed very loudly.

"Jesus shit PJ; you are literally trying to kill me, Oh my god." I slowly sat to the ground were I was standing and put my head between my knees to slow my breathing. Jeez, I literally just stopped breathing, I am such a baby.

"I'm sorry Kayley; I didn't think someone would be coming here. I would have made a sign or something I knew. My dearest apologizes." PJ said, sarcasm dripping from his every word. "Would you mind passing my clothes?" he said. I looked up at him but he wouldn't meet my eyes.

"What's your problem?" I shot up to him. He still wouldn't look at me.

"Please, just give me my clothes." He said his voice a lot softer this time. I studied his face for a minute and he looked like he was in pain. His forehead was creased with lines and his mouth was in a slight frown. Even though I could tell he was beyond upset about something, he still looked so adorable with his hair wet and slightly covering his eyes. Actually I hadn't really noticed him before now. He was just in a pair of baggy shorts and no shirt. He was mostly dry because of the heat radiating from his body, but his hair was still wet.

PJ coughed, interrupting my thoughts and I quickly reached over to hand him his clothes. He took them from my hands, and making sure not to touch my hand. He threw on his shirt and shorts so quickly I almost missed it and started walking up the beach. I jumped up to chase after him, not really knowing what to say once I reached him. He had to of heard me behind him because he didn't quicken his pace, but didn't slow down either. Once I reached him, he didn't look down at me or even acknowledge my presences. I don't really even know why I was following him in the first place. I mean, he had been doing it to me all week and I was so annoyed with him, and now im doing the same to him.

Realizing my mistake, I stopped walking along with him. What am I doing? God, I've become like a stocker. I let out a long sigh and suddenly PJ turned around. He stared at me for a few seconds before taking only about 3 steps to be right in front of me. I looked up to meet his eyes and was shocked to see the pain in his. It hurt me to see him like this, and I don't even know what's wrong. The only thing I could think of doing was stepping up and giving him a hug. My arms barely made it all the way around his body, but the closeness was comforting. It was a relief to feel him wrap his arms around me and before I could stop my self, I was crying. God, I am becoming a actual baby. PJ started rubbing soothing circles on my back but I could not stop the tears from streaming down my face, soaking his shirt.

After a minute of me crying, PJ pulled back, but I clung on to him, not knowing what else I could do. Still, he managed to pull me away to look me in the face. He had worry written all over him and couldn't help but feel awful for what I must be doing to him.

"What's wrong?" I managed to say in between like hiccups from crying. He reached up and cupped my face, then softly with his thumb, wiped away the tears on my cheek.

"I was about to ask you the same thing." He said and gave off a little smile.

"I have no idea what's wrong, I don't know why im crying right now. I feel like such an idiot." The last part I added softly to myself.

"Your not an idiot." He said. Of course he heard me. PJ was still holding my arms and I could feel the warmth from his body.

"What's wrong?" I asked him again. This time I looked him directly in the eyes, not letting him look away. But when he looked to the ocean, I decided to sit down. He looked back over to me and I looked to the spot next to me. He sat down, a little ways away from, too far to feel his warmth anymore. I let up a shiver, and very quickly he reached over and pulled me closer to him. I leaned into him, resting my head against his chest, and I felt him rest his head on to mine. After a minute of silence he finally spoke, but I didn't really get what it meant.

"I can't do this." He said softly. I picked my head up to look back at him, and he had to move his head off of mine.

"What do you mean?"

"This Kayley, it hurts too much." He said and looked down at me.

"I still don't get it." I said embarrassed that I should know what he's talking about.

"You, ignoring me, not being able to see you or talk to you; just everything about you Kayley, it hurts." He must have seen the look on my face because he immediately started rambling an apology. "NO, Kayley, I didn't mean it like that, God I just meant, that its hard being away from an imprint is all. This is not your fault in any way, it's mine for not be strong enough. You wanted time and I betrayed your trust. I am so sorry for that night at the party; I shouldn't have-" I quickly cut him off before he made me feel any worse.

"Stop! PJ this isn't your fault, it's all mine. I've been acting like a little bitch ever since this whole thing started and I don't know why, im just so confused." I could feel the tears start up again but was trying my hardest to not let them spill over. Now I was sitting cross-legged in between his legs and holding his hands down in front of me. We were in such an intimate position, if you didn't know the situation, you'd think we were dating.

"This isn't your fault Kayley." He said stubbornly.

"Then it isn't yours either Paul." I said. He hated being called Paul, but surprisingly he smirked.

"Only you." He said.

"Only me what?" I asked.

"Can call me Paul and have me not get upset. Not even my mom can do that." The last part he said softer then the first. Almost as if he didn't want me to hear it. I smiled up at him and he smiled back.

"I'm sorry PJ" and before he could protest I continues. "I mean it, I know how hard all of this is for you and I know that you can't help it. I am the one that should be stronger. I should be able to suck it up and just move on but I can't and I don't know why. And PJ if it weren't for the party I'd still be hung up on Ryan, but because of you, I'm not. It's you that's helping me get over all this, and I really don't know why it's you I've been blaming. I am so sorry." I said. I looked down into my hands, knowing there was no way I'd be able to keep the tears from flowing now. A warm hand reached under my chin and tilted my head upwards. Reluctantly I looked up into his eyes and but was surprised to see them much more relaxed.

"Apology accepted." He said simply. I looked at him with a doubtful face waiting for him to continue. When he didn't, I nearly threw myself at him, attacking him in a hug. Somehow I ended up straddling his legs, but the closeness was only more comforting. We hugged and hugged for I really don't know how long. It was weird how nice this all felt; to be with PJ like this after being so reluctant to having him in my life period.

"You're too good for me" I said blankly, and he laughed, loudly, in my ear.

"Yeah well, lucky you." He said smirking. I leaned back to look at him, and couldn't help but smile back. You know, I really am lucky. The look on his face told everything. In this moment you could tell he was satisfied with the way his life was. He looked so content and relaxed and just complete. Lucky for him, I wasn't. There was one thing that I know could make this moment better. I moved my hands to be cupping his face and ran my thumbs across his cheeks. Realization quickly flashed across his face and he put one of his hands atop of mine.

"Kay, you don't have to do this" he said. Instead of saying anything, I leaned my face closer to his, leaving just enough space for him to close the gap. Our lips were barely and inch apart and after seconds of waiting, embarrassment washed over me; he doesn't want to kiss me. I quickly leaned back and looked at the ground. How could I have been so stupid? Omg, I am such an idiot. Why would he want to kiss me after treating him like that? He was only being nice since I'm his imprint and he has to, not because he wants too.

"I'm sorry, PJ, I wasn't thinking, I didn't mean to-, I don't-, I-, I ugh" I was at a loss of what to say, and way too embarrassed to even look at him. I could feel my face turning red and the warmth fill my cheeks, which was expected. But the warmth of a hand, that was not.

"You surprised me." He said. I turned back around and look him in the eyes. And very slowly, he started to lean in, leaving just enough space for me to fill the gap. Shocked of what was happening, I froze. Did he really want this? Did I want this?

My confusion was gone when I felt his thumb begin to caress my cheek, running from my eye to jaw. I slowly tilted my face upwards and softly pressed my lips on his. When they say there are fireworks, there wrong. It's like every part of your body is filled to the max and your so complete there is no room for anything or anyone else. Our soft kiss became deeper and the feel of PJ's tongue on mine was the most sensational feeling I've ever experienced. He lifted me once again to be placed on his lap and I happily wrapped myself around him. I lifted my hands and twisted my fingers through his hair, clinging to him with everything I had. He had his arms securely wrapped around my waist, and the close pressure was driving me crazy.

After what seemed like ages, PJ pulled back and left one chaste kiss on my forehead before leaning in to whisper in my ear, "I think we better get going".

I groaned, reluctant to let go, but pulled back none the less. He smiled down at me and kissed me once more before leaning back and jumping up. He reached down to help me up, and I brushed the sand off my butt that was sticking. We started walking back in the direction of my car, not saying anything, just walking together. It was nice to feel his hand slip in with mine, and better to feel him give my hand a squeeze. It was only a short walk to my car and before I knew I was leaning against the driver door.

"I can give you a ride if you want. It's on the way home." I said, hoping he'd take the offer. No such luck.

"Nah, its ok. I'll just go the way I came." He said giving me that smirk again. Obviously he ran here, why I didn't think of that. But then I thought-

"Wait what were you doing here in the first place?" the thought suddenly came to me.

"Probably the same thing you were." He said. Ahhh, the get away. Hmm, maybe were more a like then I thought.

"Hmm, maybe" I said. I turned around and opened my door. I slid into the driver seat and offered one more time a ride.

"Nope, I'm good. Just be safe, I'll be running along side, don't worry. I'll see you at school tomorrow, bye Kayley." He said and leaned down to kiss me once more on the forehead before shutting my door. He patted the car and turned, walking out into the forest. I watched him go and waited for the howl that soon sound the town.

Thanks for reading, I really hope you all liked this. I tried and rewrote this so many times, I hope you love it. It was definitely needed I think. Thanks for reading, I really appreciate it =) please remind me the next time I am taking too long to update and I'll shoot something up really fast (hopefully). Please please please review, it means everything to me!!