Okay, sorry for the evil cliffhanger. Here's the new chapter. As I promised, I didn't take nearly as long to post this one... next one'll be up soon I hope!
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Disclaimer: I am not Ms. Meyer. Nor will I ever be...
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Onwards with the story!
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I left again, it was now very dark out. I slipped my messenger bag onto my shoulder and started walking. A hand grabbed my arm. I swiveled around to face my attacker by saw it was only McGill.
"What're you doing here?" I asked perplexed.
"You have to get out of here. Now. They're coming. They're not happy about you, they want to teach you your place. Get out of here, they're comin--"
He cut off when a group of guys came up from the shadows. They formed a circle around the two of us. I stared into the dark orbs of a furious Parker Davidson.
I gulped, I was surrounded. There was no way out.
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--Claudia's POV--
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"Hello Davidson." I stated coolly. Abiding my time.
"Hello Juliet." He said smugly.
I shuddered; "Don't call me that."
"I don't think you are in a position to make requests..."
I growled.
He laughed; "Oh look, she wants to fight." The other guys laughed.
"What did you think I was going to do? Let you beat me up?"
"Oh, but we're still going to do that."
I was about to answer when McGill finally decided to speak up.
"Guys, is this really necessary?" He asked cautiously.
"Aww, look. Jason's got a girlfriend." Chimed one of the guys from the back.
This time McGill snarled.
The guys laughed. Chillingly.
Someone seized me from behind, holding my arms behind my back. I struggled and McGill came forward to help me.
He was about to push whoever was holding me off me when he got shoved from the side, into the brick wall.
I wince as he fell to the floor. That would hurt.
Though, I expect, less than this will.
My captor was holding me in a way that my legs couldn't do much to help me. I had managed to find flesh once when kicking but that only caused him to hold me tighter.
Davidson came forward and grinned, he ran a finger down my jaw. I shivered involuntarily.
I shied away from his touch and spat at his feet.
"Don't touch me." I growled.
He smiled wickedly and punched me in the gut. Did I mention he was quarter back?
I fell to my knees in the ground, my captor let go and stepped back.
Not that I was capable of much damage right now.
I felt like throwing up, he punched hard.
The circle laughed.
Davidson picked me up by my shirt collar and sneered. He punched my face and down I went again, this time, flying backwards a little.
My lip was bleeding freely.
I received a sharp kick to the stomach that rolled me over, face down into the dirt. I lifted myself slowly and spat dirt into the ground.
I looked up at Davidson, eyes full of hatred.
I stood up, facing him.
He went to punch me in the face again but I stopped his blow. I punched his stomach then his nose, quickly, consecutively.
He stumbled back and clenched his fists in fury.
He advanced towards me and then was tackled to the ground by an angry McGill.
All hell broke loose.
Hate that saying?
Well, now I do too.
A while later, after fighting as hard as we could, me and McGill were on the ground in the middle of a circle. This time, the circle was bloodied too.
Seeing as we could no longer fight back, they laughed and moved us around some more. Samuel Waldor had his revenge for the tackle.
Their cackled and then decided to leave, fun was gone for the moment.
Plus, they didn't want to hurt us too bad, nothing life threatening.
They left, we were still in the dust.
I rolled over with a grunt, so that I was looking into the bloody face of Jason McGill.
"Thank you." I stated simply.
He smiled, a genuine smile even though his lips bled as much as mine.
I leaned in an kissed him on the lips. He tasted sweeter than anything I could remember. It was a wondeful kiss, like the ones in the old movies...
He looked surprised and I leaned back out.
I grinned at him; "That was for helping me out back there."
"No problem." He whispered breathlessly.
He leaned in to kiss me and I kissed him back, softly, gently.
He put one arm around my neck and went to put the other but cried out in pain. He gritted his teeth, the kiss forgotten for the moment and held his arm. I examined it carefully.
"Looks broken, we need to get to the hospital." I said.
"Yes, but I can't drive and I don't feel like walking."
I nodded; "I can drive." I stated.
"A car?"
"No. A motorcycle, but it's close enough..." I said simply.
He looked at me dubiously; "Do you want to stay here all night?" I asked him.
He shook his head and passed me his keys with his good hand. We helped each other to our feet and made our wary way over to his car.
I hopped into the driver's seat and opened the door for him.
He looked at me; "About the kiss--"
"We'll talk about that later." I said.
He grinned; "So it isn't something I should forget?" He asked teasingly, yet, sincerely.
I thought for a moment. His lips tasted sweet, it was nicer than anything I had felt in a long time.
"No, don't forget about it. Please."
"Then I won't." He said, then grimaced.
"Time to go." I said and I whirred the engine to life.
We made our way slowly to the hospital, it was dark and it was my first time behind the wheel of a car.
We got to the hospital and 'limped' our way in. We were tended to immediately since there were very few people at this time at night.
McGill's mother came in and started fussing over him. I looked away, if I could cry, I would have. It was at times like these that I missed my mother.
It turned out that McGill's arm really was broken, and to my utter astonishment, so was my nose. Great, that will look just great.
I went to my 'tree' glumly that night. And by night, I mean night. By the time I got 'home' it was almost four in the morning.
A couple more hours till school. I thought happily. Oh, how I hated Parker Davidson. How I hated them all. Except the Cullens, except Jason McGill.
I had nothing to do, I couldn't fall asleep. I just started doing various activities to keep me in shape. Chin ups on massive tree branches. Swinging from the closely grown trees. Push ups on the forest floor and jumping jacks. I went on a run around the area.
When the sun came up, I got dressed in one of my pairs of clothes and took my Walkman out. I put in my CD and started humming along with the tune to pass the time. At seven, I took out my viola and started to play, I still had a while before vampire-running to school. I played a couple of songs and put it away. I had taken it back from the store where I kept it so that I could play it every once in a while. I vampire raced to Los Angeles to put it back away in the back and then raced to school.
Whispers followed me about for a while. That was when I remembered my big black eye. Split lip. Cast on my nose. I was even limping a bit.
I just hadn't noticed because I was lost in my own thoughts. I grinned triumphantly noticing something.
I had been really angry at them but I had kept my temper in check. I hadn't transformed!
I was so full of pride for myself. It was not an easy feat to accomplish. The fact that some of the players on the team that walked by had bruises too, didn't spoil my mood, not one bit.
My mood spoiled when I came into contact with the Cullens.
They stared at me for a full minute before Edward asked firmly but angrily; "What happened?"
I remained silent.
"I'll. Kill. Them." Emmett hissed angrily through his teeth.
I turned to look where he was looking and saw Samuel Waldor who was sporting several bruises.
"It was them, wasn't it?" Bella asked angrily.
"Maybe." I answered. "It's not really your problem though, I don't see why it would matter."
"You are our friend Claudia, your problems are our problems."
I quirked an eyebrow at Bella.
'You don't know the beginning of my problems." I stated.
"Tell us then." Danny said quietly. He seemed to be trying to control his anger.
"Not ready to just yet." I answered coolly.
The bell rang. Saved by the bell.
"You'll tell us one day." Alice whispered quietly. It was the first time she had spoken upon seeing me.
"One day." I said just as quietly and walked towards the entry. Wondering if I would actually.
A promise is a promise. I said to myself. Though, they aren't letting me in either I argued.
I'll tell them. I said to myself. Once they tell me they're vampires. They will have gained my trust once I have gained theirs.
I saw Jason McGill by the entry.
"Hey" I said softly.
I eyed his cast; "Does that feel as annoying as it looks."
He laughed hollowly; "Worse."
"I'm sorry." I said, truthfully. I hadn't meant for him to get hurt.
"As I've already said once, not a problem." He smiled gorgeously.
He leaned down and left a small kiss on my lips before walking into the school. I stood outside and stared after him in wonder.
The late bell rang and snapped me out of my thoughts.
I ran to my locker.
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Okay, another chapter. Some fluff. As I have said to a couple of people, this isn't going to be some cheesy vampire romance. (Not that it isn't good I once in a while to have some cheesy vampire romance...) there are going to be some complications. Like the fact that she's fallen for someone else.
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xxTunstall Chickxx
2/06/08
