Edited 05/25/21

Meadow Black sat in her English class bored out of her mind. All she really wanted to do was leave the classroom and eat lunch. Unfortunately, the time ticked away slower than usual, making the already long class feel like an eternity. In truth, the class ran the normal forty-minute length, but when you factored in the fact that Meadow's lunch period was right after her English class and the fact that she hadn't eaten since seven that morning, it felt prolonged. What she wouldn't give to be sitting at a lunch table eating the same greasy food the cafeteria served.

Meadow sighed and leaned her head in the palm of her hand. The boy sitting next to her made things worse by continuously bouncing his leg up and down. The movement caused the table to shake uncontrollably and produced a quiet banging sound. It irritated Meadow as she was trying to write down the notes she knew she would need for their test the following week. She stopped writing and looked down at the words on her paper, internally yelling at the boy for making it so ineligible. She gave up writing and dropped her pencil on the desk. I only need to get through five more minutes of this class, Meadow thought to herself.

Five minutes later, the bell rang to signal the end of the period. Meadow silently cheered and started packing up her stuff. She walked out the classroom and followed the large horde of hungry and excited students. She quickly made her way to the lunch line, getting there before the queue got too big. She grabbed a tray with the daily lunch already on it and customized her meal by snagging an apple and a chocolate cookie. She maneuvered herself through the teenager-filled cafeteria until she arrived at a table situated in the far corner of the room. She dropped her tray and sat as comfortably as she could on the small, hard, metal seat. She unzipped her backpack to grab the book she was carrying and started digging into her food.

Meadow had lunch alone, like she usually did. It wasn't that she wasn't a likable person, in fact she tried to stay as polite as possible. The problem was that she was so quiet. She didn't like unnecessary talk and only talked when she wanted to. She didn't like talking to people unless she was comfortable around them, too. Because of these reasons, Meadow didn't make friends easily. No one wanted such a closed off person as their friend, so she tended to keep herself company.

Meadow got to the 40th page before her reading was interrupted by her younger brother and his goofy friends. Meadow sighed, placed a bookmark in the book, and slammed it shut dramatically. She stashed the book away and looked at the three young Sophomores, waiting for them to say something.

"Hey, Meadow," Embry greeted. Embry was the quieter one of the bunch, but he could still talk your ear off. He had a softer voice and was a bit more kind than the other two. He wore his hair like most of the teens on the Reservation did, long and in a ponytail, and was the lankier one of the group.

"Hi, Embry," Meadow greeted back.

"Meadow, what's up? Did you buy that cookie for me?" Quil asked as he tried to snatch the chocolate chip cookie from her tray. Quil was the loudest out of the three boys and he didn't care that he was. He was a bit chubbier than the other two and wore his hair in a short haircut that accentuated his curls.

"I bought that cookie with my own quarter, Quil, so no, it is not for you," she answered as she intercepted his hand.

"Stop bothering my sister," Jacob said as he smacked Quil's head. Jacob was Meadow's younger and only brother. Unfortunately for him, he was born into a family already loaded with three daughters. Jacob had long hair like Embry, albeit straighter than Embry's. He was the most easygoing in the group and didn't get mad over much.

Jacob was the closest sibling Meadow had. He and Meadow were only two years apart, so they were in the same age range. Their older twin sisters, Rachel and Rebecca were older than Jacob. They had distanced themselves once their mom died, so Jacob gravitated towards Meadow. He used to follow her everywhere and he used to mimic everything she did. It used to grate on Meadow's nerves, but she learned to accept it.

Ever since they met as kids, Jacob frequently brought Quil and Embry over to the house, so Meadow had to get used to them quickly. They were the only two people that weren't family that got to see Meadow's 'livelier side'. At first, Meadow tried to hide it from them, since she wasn't all that comfortable with them, but because Jacob was so close to Meadow, she couldn't.

"What are you three doing here?" she asked them. It wasn't that abnormal for them to join her for lunch, but she knew they liked to sit by themselves so they could talk about things that would get them in trouble if Meadow overheard.

"Someone took our lunch table, and we didn't feel like sitting with the any of these douchebags," Quil said. He popped a handful of fries in his mouth and chewed as loud as a vacuum.

"Watch your mouth, Q; the language and the chewing," Meadow warned. He gave her a half-hearted apologetic shrug and stopped chewing like his life depended on it.

"What were you reading when we got here?" Jacob asked.

"A book that you wouldn't be interested in. Next question?" Meadow said. Again, she really didn't like unnecessary talk, and what better way to accentuate that fact than by accompanying it with some sass. To other people, it may have seemed like Jacob was just trying to take some interest in what she was doing, but to Meadow, it was all small talk.

"Okay," Jacob said as he dragged the word out. He was used to his sister's nature, but he still couldn't understand why she acted the way she did.

"You really need to work on that, Meadow," Jacob told her.

"And you really need to work on letting your little crush go. Next."

Jacob looked down in embarrassment at the mention of his crush. He developed a strong liking to her when they were kids, and ever since, he couldn't get over it. Even when she started dating someone from her school in the neighboring town, he couldn't let go. He felt like she was perfect for him.

Meadow felt bad about mentioning Jacob's nonexistent love life but didn't care to apologize. She knew he wasn't hurt by the comment, just embarrassed. Meadow didn't really care for Jacob's crush, Bella Swan. She was the Chief of Police's only child and had returned to Forks last year to live with her dad. Meadow used to play with her as a kid, too, but they didn't talk much because Bella was also a shy kid. She didn't really have an opinion on Bella, so she didn't hate her or love her.

"We're heading down to the beach after school. Wanna come?" Embry asked, saving his friend from anything else that might come his way.

"I'll come, but only to make sure you three don't waste your time and actually do your homework for once," Meadow said with a smug smile on her face. She watched as their excited faces dropped and let out a small laugh when they started grumbling like old men.

"C'mon, MeMe. Why do you have to always spoil our fun?" Quil complained.

"Because you never do your schoolwork," Meadow told him. "Maybe if you didn't goof off all the time I wouldn't have to watch over your failing grades."

All three of them clutched their chests at the same time and scrunched their faces in a wounded expression. Meadow rolled her eyes at their theatrics and their synchronized actions.

"You cut me deep, MeMe," Jake said. He shook his body with fake crying and wiped an imaginary tear from under his eye.

"Literally ouch," Embry said.

"Way to make us feel like trash," Quil said playfully.

"You are trash. Now get to class," Meadow said as the bell rang.

"Yeah, yeah." Jacob said as he shrugged her off. The three boys walked off together, chatting animatedly about their little beach trip, and Meadow walked off to her next class with a small pep to her step. She was just as excited as the boys were to visit the beach. She felt cooped up in the small school building and wanted nothing more than to bask in the ocean breeze.

A.N.

So, I am straying from the vampires, and I am going to focus on the wolves for this story.

I hope you all enjoy Meadow and her love story.

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