Kitty followed Paul to the cafeteria after English, and sat next to him and Topher – who gave Paul an odd glare.

Jared nodded at Paul and smiled at her, arm around Kim, who looked at peace. Kitty grinned at her food. To think – one minute Jared didn't even know Kim's name, and the next, they were like an old married couple.

She frowned suddenly.

It was quite weird – now that she actually thought about it.

"Yo! Kitty!" she looked up at the call of her name, and saw Justin smirking at her. Both Topher and Paul tensed on either side of her, and she rolled her eyes at them.

"Hey, Justin!" she called back, giving him a little wave.

"Come over here, meet the boys." He said, indicating a few of his friends, some of which she recognised from her own classes.

She looked at her friends, and decided that they would be fine without her. She stood, "I'll be back in a sec." she manoeuvred her way out from in between Paul and Topher's unmoving forms. Justin shuffled over as she approached, and she settled next to him, and he placed a hand around her to sit on her hip, uncomfortably close to her ass. She twitched slightly, but said nothing.

"Guys, this is Kitty." She smiled as they nodded and leered slightly. "Kitty, these are the guys." Justin said to snickering laughter. She frowned slightly, but laughed along.

"So, Kitty." A boy with hair tied back in a low ponytail said her name condescendingly. "You coming to the party this Saturday?"

She looked at Justin, and opened her mouth to tell them about their plans. Justin beat her to it. "Actually, yeah. We were going to see a movie-" there was a chorus of 'ooohs' and he rolled his eyes, "But we could stop by." The boy who had spoken shot Justin a meaningful look, and looked between Kitty and Justin. Once again, Kitty found herself at a loss for what was happening.

"Cool." He said finally, and chatter resumed, completely ignoring her. She bit her lips slightly, at the obvious dismissal, and made to leave. Justin's hand tightened, and she looked at him. He was smiling.

"Stay here, babe." He said. She nodded, and settled back down, expecting him to talk to her. But he didn't. She sat there for the rest of lunch, shooting longing looks at her friends. Paul had his head down, and he was gripping the table tightly, broad shoulders tense. Topher was looking at him with a weirded out look on his face, and it looked like Jared was saying something, brow furrowed furiously. None of them saw her looking.

She sighed, and looked out at the green of the forest, just outside the school boundary.

The end of the day couldn't have come fast enough, and she found herself back at her locker after the last bell – just staring blankly at her books – exhausted. Kitty didn't like negativity, and she hated to think the worst of people, but she really didn't like Justin's friends.

At least Justin himself was nice on his own.

"Hey, Kitty!"

She turned at Justin's voice and smiled – expression falling slightly as she noticed he was surrounded by his friends. Surely, he wasn't going to bring them as well. One of them seemed to notice her change in expression.

"What's wrong with you, LPF? Got a problem with me and my boys?" he yelled, catching the attention of the stragglers. Kitty flushed, and ducked her head, shaking it. "No? Then what's the look for, huh?"

"Maybe it's because of that atrocious belt." A low voice was suddenly at her side, and she started, jumping as Paul seemingly materialised out of thin air. He raised an eyebrow at the boy. "Why don't you run along now and find the receipt."

The boy scowled, but ultimately decided it wasn't worth it, and nudged Justin – whispering something, before skulking off with the others.

Paul turned to Kitty. "You alright?"

"Yeah, she's cool." Justin spoke for her, winding an arm around her waist.

"I wasn't asking you, doucheface." Paul scowled, and moved forward slightly.

Kitty touched his arm gently, the weird heat startling her again – but Paul looked at her, eyes wide in surprise, and something else she couldn't pin down. "I'm fine." Justin suddenly tugged her, and she went stumbling with him – and looked back at Paul sheepishly. "See you tomorrow, Paul!"

Just before they rounded the corner, Paul's face darkened, making Kitty frown as she faced the front again.

Paul was odd.

"Please, please, please!" Justin begged, making Kitty shift uncomfortably. "I seriously don't get it… if I could just look at yours from when you did it last year, then I could get some ideas."

Kitty sighed, deliberating. They really hadn't gotten anywhere and they'd been in the library for ages now. "Okay." She said finally. "I'll send you it tonight."

"Oh, thank god." Justin slumped in his seat. "Thanks for your help – and it's been really fun, but do you mind if I head – I gotta meet some people." He was already rising from his seat – bag already packed.

"Uh-" Kitty began, but he was already waving goodbye as he hurried from the library. "You're my ride…" She finished quietly, slumping back in her seat. She sighed, and started packing up her things, and the rubbish Justin had left behind.

Kitty pushed open the front doors of the school, and felt her jaw drop in dismay.

It was pouring rain, and freezing to boot.

And she hadn't brought her rain coat because she had thought that she would be getting a lift home.

She pulled out her phone, and tried to turn it on. The low power sign flashed at her before the screen went black again. Resigned to her fate, she sighed, turning her face to the sky and giving it a violent scowl.

With one last longing look at the warmth of the school behind her, she took a deep breath and stepped forward into the weather.

Paul couldn't ignore the chill that was creeping up on him – and a distant feeling of discomfort. It didn't take him long to realize that it wasn't his imagination – and that something was wrong with his Imprint.

He was up and halfway out of the house before his thoughts properly caught up with him. He cursed at his stupidity and stomped back inside to grab his phone and his car keys.

Paul jumped in the truck, and turned on his phone; realising a second later that he didn't even have her number.

"Shit!" he punched his steering wheel angrily, making the horn go off. His wolf flared, but he shoved it aside. He couldn't exactly help her if he was a big-ass wolf.

What was going on?

"Justin…"

The name was ripped from his throat lowly, more growl than anything. Starting to shake – but trying his hardest to supress the wolf, he pulled out of his driveway, and started speeding towards the school.

Kitty ignored the feeling of another puddle soaking her socks, as she made her way along the pavement-free path alongside the main coastal road.

She was already soaked through, clutching her bag tightly shut so that the contents would stay dry.

A wind whipped past, sheeting the rain sideways – and making her shiver even harder.

Headlights coming round the corner made her squint and duck her head, water running down her neck. She had already been soaked once by a driver rushing past and splattering water all over her.

Tires screeched to a halt, and she looked up in confusion.