Disclaimer: What's the point in lying you all know I don't own Twilight. 

Bpov

Stepping into the high school's gym I paused for a second to stare in awe. It was so typical. There were half blown up balloons, crepe paper, and confetti everywhere. There was even a disco ball! What a riot! I smiled to myself and soaked in all the cheesy goodness. I mean, you're only in high school once. Thank God for graduation day!

"CAN I GET YOU SOMETHING TO DRINK?!" I heard on the dance floor. Well at least now I know where to find Kim.

As I headed toward Arnie's current location I felt a tug on my arm.

"Do you really think you could get away from me that easily?" Steve asked in a voice that was supposed to sound sexy. Or so I'm guessing.

"Wanna dance?" he whispered. Ew.

Just as I was about to say 'Hell no go buy a plane ticket to Transylvania and, leave me alone! I'm sure your friend who's currently sucking face with Fawn has family you could stay with!' I spotted him.

He looked devastatingly handsome in a tux with his tie loosened up and a couple of shirt buttons undone. His face looked like it was set in a forever scowl and his eyes were hard and I knew that distinct look from in my kitchen. His presence held the kind of cool confidence Steven could only strive for but, never quite pull off.

He was listening to us and looked me straight in the eye like he was daring me to say yes to Steve. He should have known me well enough to realize I never back out of a chance for dare.

"I would love to Stevie." I smiled flirtatiously up at my blind and dumb date.

"Awesome." He grunted flashing me a toothy grin. His face almost looked predatory and I had a feeling if he was a cougar on the prowl than I was going to be the defenseless baby deer.

I suddenly felt a tinge nervous when he grabbed my hips and pulled me against him in the middle of the dance floor. I was not a big fan of grinding. I didn't want this creep to rub up against me but, Paul was still watching and I needed to prove I could have fun without him.

So, for the next five songs I subjected myself to 'Stevie' putting his hands all over me until, I had enough sense to excuse myself to the bathroom.

As soon as I stepped in the bathroom gave the loudest, highest scream I could muster knowing no one could hear me over the 'Linkin Park' song blasting from the DJ booth.

"Brooke?" Someone whispered from the last stall, the only one that was being used.

"Kim? What are you doing in a bathroom stall? Wait! Forget I asked."

"No, no, I'm just hiding from Arnie." She stepped out looking cautious like he was going to pop out of the next stall and drag her by her hair back to there date.

"Arnie is really sweet but, I think by the end of the night I won't be able to hear anything in my left ear." She frowned

I felt by the end of the night I wouldn't want to hear anything else beside the sound of myself crying into a bag of cheetos.

"Let's just try to stay optimistic. I mean, I'm having a great time." I gave Kim my best 'I'd like to thank the Academy' smile but, she knew me better.

Kpov

As sad as it sounds it was comforting to know someone was having as horrible time as I was.

At first I just asked my date if he could speak a little quieter which worked for a while. Then, we got to the dance and we couldn't hear each other over the music. So then he started screaming even louder.

It was a little ironic though when you think about it. I was always the quite one and I can't imagine anyone louder than Arnie.

I miss Jared.

Ppov

When Brooke stepped in the doors of the school gym my entire mind went blank. Everything else disappeared except for her.

I was losing it all for this girl. I couldn't pay any attention in school, at home, or during pack meetings. I almost felt bad for Embry Call. Between me, Jared, and Sam he probably never wanted to phase again.

We were all going crazy with grief over a bunch of girls that we couldn't even have!

"CAN I GET YOU SOMETHING TO DRINK!?!"

Brooke turned her head to the end of the gym near the stage where Kim and the loser date she brought were dancing.

Brooke took the first step toward them right before some jerky little redhead with paid for highlights grabbed her by the arm.

"Do you really think you could get away from me that easily?" he asked in way that was supposed to sound smooth but I could hear the nervousness in his voice. I didn't blame him too much. She looked more beautiful than ever tonight. Not like that was going to stop me from beating him into a coma.

"Wanna dance?" he whispered.

Her delicate nose crinkled in disgust but, then she saw me staring.

I don't know what my face looked like but, it was most likely a cross between jealousy and rage. I wasn't angry with her. I was mostly just mad at my son of a bitch alpha and Brooke's stalker date. Jerks.

But she took my expression as a challenge. Typical Brooke. She is so temperamental, and aggressive, and competitive, and stubborn. But that's what makes me love her so strongly.

"I'd love to Stevie." She grinned in a way that would send even a monk's pulse skyrocketing.

"Awesome." She didn't notice but baboon boy was staring right at her ass while she led him to the middle of the dance floor.

As his hands wandered up and down her body I felt the back of my neck grow super nova hot. I started shaking and breathing in shallow short snorts.

Right before I was about to explode Brooke squirmed out of his gangly arms to retreat to the lady's room.

A deep growl escaped my throat and I began to make my way toward the stupid rich boy's position. Then, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Paul you can't." Jared ordered. He was the Beta so, I had no choice but to stay put.

"I should kill you for stopping me. Along Sam and Brooke's loser date you're on the top of my hit list." I grunted.

He gave me a small, sad smile. He always was sort of girly.

"I know, I miss Kimmy too. It's tearing me apart." Then he grew serious.

"But, we need to do everything we can to keep them safe. After Sam's accident with Emily we all decided…"

"No. He decided." I felt like tearing someone's head off and if Jared wasn't more careful, Kim was going to get a shrunken head for her birthday.

"Brooke would be safer if she was with me. I can keep her safe! And don't tell me you're doing everything you can! At least I want to fight to win her back! You haven't even talked to Kim since before."

That's how we had been referring to the incedent at Sam's house. Before and after. Before the worst day of my life and after.

I hated after.

Thankfully, Jared shut up after I mentioned Kim. Too bad I wasn't in the fighting mood anymore though.

Jpov

Why did he have to mention my Kimmy?

Well, she wasn't mine anymore.

What did she see in that Arnie guy anyway?

Maybe I should start talking really loud!

Yeah!

Wouldn't change anything though.

I miss Kimmy.

Arniepov

WHY IS EVERYONE IN THIS SCHOOL SO LOUD!?! I WAS BARELY ABLE TO HEAR KIM OVER THE MUSIC!

SOME PEOPLE JUST DON'T KNOW WHEN TO LOWER THEIR VOICES!

Fawnpov

(A/N I would do Fawn's point of view but I'm trying to keep this T rated and that girl has some serious 'keeping it in her dress' issues. Sorry.)

Bpov

I stood there with Kim. Just stood there.

She knew I was really upset. Of course she knew. Kim knew me better than anyone.

I sighed.

"We need to fix this." I said fighting to put on a brave face but, I felt like all the strength I once had had been drained from my body.

"How?" She whispered eyes filling up with thoughts of Jared threatening to spill over.

This is the last thing I wanted to do but, it felt like it was the only way.

"Give me your cell phone." I dialed the numbers I thought I would never have to use.

"Who are you calling?" Kim asked.

"Sam Uley." I replied praying I wasn't going to regret this.

(A/N Don't you just love Arnie? He's on of my favorite characters by far. So much fun to write. Things are only going to get better! I want reviews or I'll send Steve to your school dance! Scary I know!!!)