So here comes chapter 11, and I still don't own anything.

I couldn't make myself be mad a Jared when I saw his car outside my house the next morning. I ran out, calling a "bye" to my mum as I passed the kitchen, and hurried through the rain to Jared's car. The door was open before I reached it, and I jumped in.

"Thanks," I said, and closed the door before he had the time to do it for me.

"How was your night?" Jared asked without any introduction. I shrugged.

"Fine," I said. I paused for a second. "You know, I should be pissed at you," I added. He drove out of our drive-way and onto the wet road.

"Again?" Jared asked. I nodded. "Can I ask why?"

"If you really, really want to know."

"I do. Why?"

"Well, after you so rudely left me yesterday –" I narrowed my eyes at him. "– my mum decided she'd better have the "sex talk" with me," I told him. It took him about three seconds to understand what I'd just said, and then he suddenly burst into a roar of laughter. I couldn't help it but to laugh a little myself. His laugh was just so catching.

"How did that go?" he pressed out through his last chuckles.

"Pretty good, I'd say. I eventually managed to convince her that…" I frowned. "… it's not like that," I finished. Jared snickered again. "What did you do last night?"

His smile faded instantly, and he didn't meet my eyes. I sighed loudly.

"This is getting sort of annoying," I told him. He shrugged his shoulders helplessly. "I'm not that fragile, tell me what you were doing," I demanded. Jared glanced at me uncertainly. "Why won't you tell me?" I asked when he didn't talk.

"I… don't know," he answered me a bit absently. He glanced at me again.

"I really do mean that we have to work on being honest," I said matter-of-factly.

"I'm always honest," Jared said quickly.

"Well, on being open, then," I clarified. He said nothing. He just stared at the road in front of him. I waved my hand in front of his face, and he jumped slightly. Taking advantage of the attention, I said: "Tell me or I won't tell you my secret!"

Jared looked at me, puzzled.

"Secret?" he asked. I nodded. He narrowed his eyes. "You're just trying to make me tell you."

"Of course," I said lightly and smiled. "But I won't tell you…" I smiled and looked like I was thinking deeply. "What I decided to do about Cameron and Alex," I said, grinning wider. Jared frowned suspiciously.

"You decided?" he asked.

"Yup. But if I'm going to tell you, you'll have to tell me first," I said, feeling like a little child. He deliberated that for a minute.

"I'll answer you one question," he said.

"You'll answer me everything!"

"One thing."

I narrowed my eyes at him.

"That's not fair," I accused. He grinned.

"Is too," he said playfully. I rolled my eyes, but couldn't hold myself:

"Is not," I muttered. He opened his mouth to answer, but I held my finger up in front of his face as a warning. He pressed his lips together and blinked at me. "Fine. One thing, but I'm expecting that you to be a better compromiser later," I said. Jared grinned triumphantly. "And this does not mean that I cave easily!"

"Yes, it does," he insisted, smiling teasingly. I thudded his arm lightly and stuck my tongue out. "What do you want to know?" he asked me.

I thought about that for a minute. If I only had one question, it had to be well thought-through.

"Who else is a werewolf?" I asked. Jared's smile faded a little, and he looked as though he was backing out. "Hey! That's not a part of the deal! Stick to the agreement, you dog!" I said. His lips twitched a little at "dog".

"'Kay. I'm not sure if you know them, but… it's Sam… and Paul," he said. He probably skipped the last names on purpose, so it would be a smaller chance that I knew who they were. Jared smiled weakly at me, and looked like he was relieved to get this off his chest.

"Paul, as in Paul one-year-under-us-Paul?" I asked, surprised. Jared nodded slightly. "And I know Sam, too," I said triumphantly. "Or, I've seen him. But that's basically the same thing."

"Sure. What was that about Cameron?" Jared changed the subject.

"Well, I think we should rush it. Because I'm sort of impatient," I told him.

"How?"

"I was thinking we could ask Gina to do us – or me – a favor. She's probably up for it, if I tell her what happened. She can't stand Cameron either," I explained. We had reached the school by now, and Jared parked the car in between two others. Then he turned his attention to me again.

"How?" he repeated.

"Well, maybe Gina could give him "the wrong impression" on purpose or something. And then I'll have Alex walk in on them when he responds, which he definitely will, if he fits your description. I know, it's so TV high school-drama, but if it works for them…?" I mused. Jared snickered shortly.

"You know real life isn't like it is on TV?" he joked.

"Of course it is! How come I have a werewolf friend if it isn't?" Jared looked deliberately at me. Then he nodded with a mocking grin.

"Sure," he said. We got out of the car and started to walk towards the school building. My eyes caught the sight of Gina a few meters ahead of us, and I raced to her without a word to Jared.

"Hi," I said as I ran up next to Gina. She turned to face me. She wore an inscrutable expression all over her face, so I couldn't see what she was thinking. For a second I felt worried. Had she believed in Cameron's lies also?

"Okay, what exactly happened on Friday? You didn't seriously try to make a move on that gross little parasite?" she asked me, and her face got a disgusted shadow over it.

"Ugh, of course not," I said.

"Good. Because if you had, we wouldn't be friends anymore," she told me seriously. I rolled my eyes.

"He, on the other hand, is a cheater," I said.

"What?"

"He's playing her. He was totally hitting on me at the mall –" only I didn't notice. "– and now he's blaming me so Alex won't believe me when I tell her the truth," I explained. Gina's face turned a bit confused.

"Seriously?" she asked. I nodded, disgusted. "Ugh, what a creep."

"Agreed. So, Alex wouldn't listen to me. Maybe Cameron has put a spell upon her or something. I don't know, but she won't listen at all."

"What, you want me to try? Like she'll listen to me any more than she'll listen to you?"

"No," I rolled my eyes. "But I sort of need your help to get her to realize what type of guy he is." Gina looked puzzled as she was trying to figure out what I was saying. Then realization washed over her.

"Are you… Do you… Kim, EW!" she exclaimed.

"It's just an act!" I pressed.

"Do you want me to… EW!" she repeated.

"I know! I know, Gina, but what do you suggest? I don't want her with that idiot any longer. The faster, the better. And you'll just have to keep it going till Alex walks in on you. I'll make sure she's close by," I promised. Gina looked at me doubtfully.

"This is really twisted, Kim," she told me.

That's me. Twisted.

I nodded.

"I know," I assured her. Gina paused for a second.

"Okay... When do you want me to do this… thing?"

"Lunch?" I asked, so glad that I almost lifted from the ground out of sheer will power.

"'Kay," Gina said uncertainly. I beamed at her.

"Thanks. I owe you one," I said and threw my arms around her neck for a short hug. She looked like she was taken aback; I was never the one to give hugs. I only received them.

"You owe me many," she grinned. I rolled my eyes.

"Sure. See you, I have English," I said. Then I remembered something. "Oh! I almost forgot!" I said and took Gina's arm to get her attention. "I've made up with Jared," I grinned. Her eyes widened.

"Say what?" she croaked.

"I made up with Jared," I repeated. She looked just as shocked.

"Why would you do that?" she hissed.

"Because it was all a big misunderstanding," I told her.

"Are you really that dumb, Kim?" Gina said, suddenly outraged. "Don't you see that he's just like Cameron! He's playing you, Kimmy!" She sounded almost concerned for me.

"Trust me," I said, trying not to jump to her throat for saying those things about my werewolf boy. "He's nothing like Cameron. He's very different, actually," I assured her.

"Kim, that's what Alex thought too, first."

"I have better judgment than Alex."

"Hardly," Gina muttered. I ignored it and waved at her.

"See you at lunch," I said and headed for my class. Jared was already there when I got there, and I smiled brightly as I sat down at my desk.

"Did you talk to Gina?" he asked me. I nodded.

"She's in. She didn't believe Cameron's stupid lies, which suits me just fine," I said, smiling. Jared smiled too.

"Oh, and one more thing," I added, my smile turning mischievous and my voice faded down to a whisper. "I think you're a very foul werewolf. I mean, I managed to escape you without any difficulties."

Jared rolled his eyes at me.

"Because I let you."

"Because you didn't realize till I was too far away," I corrected him smugly.

"Not true."

"Very true!"

"Is not."

"Is too."

"Is not!"

"Is too!"

"This is childish."

"You're just afraid you'll lose," I teased.

"I never lose," he spat.

"Do too,"

"Stop that!" he said, annoyed. I grinned. He looked like he was trying to stay serious, but then he smiled anyway. "You're annoying," he noted.

"Only when I'm really trying," I smirked. He rolled his eyes again.

English passed in a blur. I was wrong, it was much harder to concentrate now. Because now I felt Jared's eyes on me the whole time, and I knew it wasn't just something I imagined. I wrote "Shakespeare" into my note book again, because I still had no clue what Mr. Leighton was talking about, and Shakespeare seemed like a good, flexible thing to guess on.

When the class finally finished, I gathered my things quickly. Jared surprised me by putting an arm over my shoulders.

"Shakespeare?" he asked me, sounding amused. I blushed.

"Yeah, I have some trouble concentrating in English. Mind telling me what we've been talking about for the last weeks?" Or rather last year.

"Well, it's not Shakespeare, that's for sure," he said and laughed huskily. "Didn't you even hear anything about the project?"

"A project?" I asked, worried. Projects meant pair work. And pair work meant that I had to have a suitable partner. I couldn't concentrate with Jared, and I didn't even know the name of the other's in my class. What a dilemma.

"Yeah. Easy one, about a book you've read. You're working with Norman," Jared said, sounding a bit disgusted. Well, at least I didn't have to choose for myself. Though I had no idea who this Norman-guy might be. I cleared my throat, embarrassed.

"Who?" I asked weakly.

"The geek with glasses," Jared said in a low, almost angry voice. I turned to see if I could see a "geek with glasses" anywhere close by, thinking it would be a smart move to actually know who my partner was. I noticed a skinny guy with short, red hair and freckles with glasses that were way too round and big for his little, pale face. I wrinkled my nose.

"Poor guy," I mused.

"Him? What about me!" Jared asked.

"Why?"

Jared rolled his eyes.

"Where have you been?" I blushed even more. "I have to work with Carol," he said, snorting. I remembered Carol, but only because she spent the whole first month of the year to try to become my friend. I'd been too distracted to ever pay her much attention.

"What's wrong with her?" I asked.

"She's just annoying," Jared answered me curtly.

"She's nice," I defended her, figuring I owed her that much.

"She's too… jumpy." I laughed.

"Jumpy?"

"Yes. Too eager, I guess. Always on top. It's driving me crazy!" he almost sneered. I chuckled.

"Poor little thing," I soothed him. He shot me a dark look, and I smiled innocently up at him.

"I don't like Norman, either," he added.

"Should have guessed it. What's wrong with him? Don't you like red hair?" I teased.

"I don't actually, but that's not the point." He looked at me with serious eyes. This was going too slow for me.

"What's the point?" I urged impatiently.

"The way he looks at you," he said as if that was the most obvious thing in the world. I giggled.

"You're so funny when you're jealous," I told him and shook my head. Jared pressed his lips together to stifle his smile.

"Well, if he don't stop, I might end up beating the living shi –"

"Hey! Calm down there, werewolf-boy!" I shouted mockingly. He stuck his tongue out, copying me. I giggled again. It was first now that I started to notice that people around us in the hallway were staring. I even heard a few whispers. Embarrassed I motioned to pull away from Jared's arm, but he held me back.

"Just ignore them," he suggested. I bit my lip and tried to do what he said, holding my head high.

Of course I should be expecting this reaction from the students. I mean, Jared, gorgeous, gorgeous, Jared and little, thin-haired and wide-faced Kim? No wonder they were a bit curious. Or disgusted, maybe.

Jared followed me to Spanish. I felt oddly lonely when he left. Alex didn't even look at me when I entered the classroom, and she turned her chair away from me and moved it a bit away from me. I tried not to let her get to me, thinking that in two hours I would be forgiven.

I had to be.

So, I'm having my English exams next Friday. I'm happy that's the one I got, one of my friends ended up with math. Poor girl.

But I just wanted to ask you all to help me if I have some grammar mistakes. I mean, I'm not brought up with the English language, so there's definitely many of them, I just need help seeing them. So please, please, tell me so I won't screw up on my exams.

When that's said, what do you think of this chapter?

I'm not sure, but I think there's something about it I don't like. As usual, I can't point out exactely what...

Lots of love from me =P