Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight, Sarah Barielles owns Love Song and Demi Lovato owns La La Land.

KPOV-

''So what do you wanna do tonight,'' Jared asks as we walk out of school at the end of the day.

Break up with you before you hurt me.

''I don't care,'' I awnser truthfully.

''Double date with Seth and Micha,'' he asks.

'Yeah,'' I say.

Now I just have to convince her to spend two hours with Seth ''who the hell does he think he is'' Clearwater.

''No!,'' she screams.

''Come on, Micha! You and Seth don't even have to talk!'' I plead.

''Fine,'' she huffs ,''But you have to let me borrow your cute beige skirt of yours.''

I smile. She is the best friend ever!

Jared and I sit in the kareoke baar, wating for Micha and Seth.

''You look gorgeous, by the way,'' Jared smiles.

I blush. I am wearing blue skinny leg jeans and an orange shirt. My hair is pulled bak into a ponytail.

''Thanks,'' I smile.

''No problem,'' he smiles as I spot Micha and Seth.

They slide into the booth so that they sit across from us.

Micha, as always, looks fabulous. She is wearing a pleated beige mini sjirt., and a long sleevd ff the shouldeer brown shirt. Her hair is in long waves, and she has on brown ballet flats.

''Hey,'' Jared smiles at them,

''Hi,'' Micha mutters.

''Hey,'' Seth says.

''So why are you guys so late,'' I ask as I look over my menu.

''Because Seth decided he didn't wanna pay for vacancy so we parked three blocks away,'' Micha muttered.

''And also because I got to Micha's house at six fourty , but she wasn't ready until seven.''

Micha rolls her eyes and continues to look at her menu.

''Hey, people,'' Miranda, the owner, smiles into the mic.''Welcome to Kareoke night.''

Everyone claps.

''So who wants to go first,''

''Micha, you should go,'' I say.

''Yeah. You can sing Material Girl,'' Seth mutters.

''Seth, shut up. If you go, Kim, I will go,'' Micha tells me.

''Yeah, baby. You should go,'' Jared smiles.

I take a deep breath and announce that I will go first.

''Umm, hi,'' I speak into the microphone, ''My name's Kim Conweller. I am singing La La Land by Demi Lovato.''

I am confident
But I still have my moments
Baby, that's just me
I'm not a supermodel
I still eat McDonald's
Baby, that's just me

Well, some may say I need to be afraid
Of losing everything
Because of where I
Had my start and where I made my name
Well, everything's the same
In the la-la land machine
Machine, machine ...

I smile as everyone claps. I take my seat, and Jared puts his arms around my shoulders,''That was great...and they've been fighting snce you left.''

''I don't get what it! What did I do wrong,'' Seth hisses.

''Seth...it would never work out,'' Micha groans ,''So let it the hell go.''

''And tell me why it wouldn't work,''Seth says.

''I,'' Micha says as she stands up ,''Am going to go sing.''

She walks on the stage.

''Umm...my name is Micha King and I will be singing Stuck in the Moment.''

Head under water and they tell me
To breathe easy for awhile
The breathing gets harder, even I know that

Made room for me, it's too soon to see
If I'm happy in your hands
I'm unusually hard to hold on to

Blank stares at blank pages
No easy way to say this
You mean well
But you make this hard on me

I'm not gonna write you a love song
'Cause you ask for it
'Cause you need one, you see

I'm not gonna write you a love song
'Cause you tell me it's make or breaking this
If you're on your way

I'm not gonna write you to stay
All you have is leaving
I'm gon' need a better reason
To write you a love song today, today...

She sits next to Seth when the song is over, and we all ignore eachother as we eat.

''Nice song,'' I hear an oddly familiar voice say,''

Micha freezes, and a hand reaches out to touch her hair.

We both look up and gasp.

''J-john?,'' Micha whispers.

John smiles at her,''Can we talk.''

Micha looks down as she pushes away from the table.

''I'll be back,'' she whispers.

SPOV-

I don't like the way that guy is looking at my Micha.

I turn towards Jared and Kim,''I'm gonna head home. I'll see you guys later.''

''Okay. Bye, Seth,,'' Kim smiles.

''Later,man,'' Jared says. He already knows where I am going.

I walk out of the restaraunt, Micha's coat folded across my arm.

''John, you can talk to me without touching me!,'' hear that angel sweet voice say.

''Oh, come on, baby. Don't be like that,'' I hear a vile disgusting voice laugh.

I look to my right, and I see John holding Micha by her wrists.

''Come on, you know you love me,'' he murmurs to her.

''Let go,'' she snaps.

''Hands off the lady,'' I snap.

Micha looks up at me, and her eyes shine with fresh tears.

John stares at me, and then lets her go...but not before kissing her.

Her face is disgusted as he pushes her against his car, parts her lps, and sitkc his tongue in her mouth.

''Bye, darling,'' he whispers to Micha before driving off.

I am so close to phasing, and I probably would have if Micha wasn't sitting on the ground crying her eyes out.

I've never seen her cry. She always looks so confident in herself.

I pick her up, and carry her back to the car,''Shh, shh. I've got you.''

I take her to my house, because my mom s in Seattle for the weekend, and Leah s out running patrols.

I sit her on my bed and she hugs herself.

''Uhhh...I'll go get you something to wear,''' I say as I walk out of the room.

Leah is going to kill me for letting her wear her clothes...but I would die for Micha. Even if she would never do the same. She'd never do the same.

I grab a pair of Leah's pajamas and walk back to the room. Micha is sitting on my bed, wearing one of my log sleeved, button up pajama shirts. She's wiped her makeup off, and her hair is limp and still drying. But she has never looked so beautiful.

''I told you I'd get you something to wear,'' I said as I holld up Leah's pajamas.

She sits on the bed, hands in her lap, and shrugs. I wanted to wear this...it smells like you. You smell like woods and after shave. John smells like alcohol...''

I cross the room and put my arms around the crying girl.

''Seth...,'' she whimpers into my shirt.

''Shhhh...,'' I quiet her as I rub her back to comfort her.

We sit there for a while. Man, I love this girl. Even if she doesn't love me back, she deserves to know the truth.

''Micha,'' I ask her.

''Hm,'' she mutters as she looks up with me those gorgeous doe eyes.

''Do you know what imprinting is?''

KPOV-

Jared and I where parked outside of my house, sitting on the hood of his car and staring up at the sky.

The stars looked down at us, twinkling high up above and looking like diamonds scattered across the night sky.

''Beautiful,'' I whisper.

''They're okay...but they are nothing compared to you,'' he smiles.

I blush, as usual, and tuck a strand of hair behind my ears.

''Jared...I think we need to talk,'' I say.

''Yeah...we do.,'' he says.

''You first,'' I tell him, hoping that he will break up with me so I won't have to break up with him.

''Kim...do you know what imprinting is?,'' he asks.

I nod my head,''It's when the wolves in those legends find out who they love...like their soulmate.''

''Exactly...Kim, I imprinted'' he says as he looks down.

I burst into a fit of giggles,'' That's funny, Jared. Because if you imprinted, that would mean you're a wolf!''

''And if I am,'' he asks.

''IIf you're a wolf, then I am a vampire,'' I giggle.

''Don't joke about that, Kim. I'm being serious,'' he says sternly.

I stop laughing, and look at him. And he really belives this. I can see it in his eyes.

''Jared, you are not a magic wolf or anything else mythical. They do not exsist,'' I say, hoping he will give up his joke already. This isn't funny/.

''I am a wolf...and I imprinted on you. I lo-,'' he begins before I cut him off.

''Just stop it, okay? You don't love me, or even like me. What is this? Some sick joke so that you can break my heart? You think I'm not on to you? You are in Sam Uley's little cult. What did he put you up to this,'' I ask.

''Don't,'' he snaps ,''You dare blame this on Sam.''

He's shaking., and I FEEL HIS BODY HEAT

You know what? My momma was right. We're done,'' I spit as I hop off the hood of the car.

''Wait, Kim, I'm sorry1 Please, just let me explain,'' he says as I unlock the door.

''You wanna explain? Go talk to Sam Uley and stay the hell out of my life!,'' I yell as I slam the door in his face.

I run up the stairs to my room, and turn on the light. My mom is sitting on my bed, arms crossed.

I look at her before my tears free themselves from the barricades of my eyes,''Mom,please don't say I told you so.''

The look on her face softens, and she holds out her once, my mom is there when I need her.

I cross the room, and she holds me until I fall asleep.

Usually I am really good at keeping my feelings bottled up, but not when it comes to goodbyes. And I have too many goodbyes now.

Goodbye dates. Goodbye,holding hands. Goodbye, sweet kisses on the forehead and in the cheek. Goodbye, Jared.