Once lunch was over I immediately got up and told everyone I'd see them later. I couldn't believe that I was so weak as to forget the beliefs of their tribe. A part of myself kept saying to just let the past go but a bigger, more dominant side kept reminding me that this tribe acted too harsh and that I could never change that. I sent Luke a quick text and told him I'd call him later. As I looked at my schedule I realized I had Physical education and health. I groaned. I liked gym, I just hoped things wouldn't make my abilities too noticeable.

I walked into the gymnasium and was actually shocked. It had a huge closet filled with sporting equipment and was a very spacious room. I walked up to the teacher so she could look at my slip of being the new student. She rolled her eyes and then pointed at the clothes on a bench behind her. I quickly grabbed them then made my way to the change room. Once I entered the room everyone turned to stare at me. One girl with light brown hair, who seemed to be the " queen bee" of the school walked up to me.

"Hey, I'm Amber." She smiled, but I could tell it was as fake as her nails.

"Hi, I'm Jocelyn." I smiled, to be nice. Even though I knew she wasn't.

"You should hang with me, I pretty much run the school."

You could tell that she actually meant it. I hid my laughter, it was difficult but I did it. Why did girls think that they were "top shit"? And why did they find that so important? The immaturity of some of the people in high school was truly astounding.

"No thank you." I said in a sweet voice. Then turned around and got myself the hell out of the locker room.

The girls that were already dressed were doing various forms of stretching, so I decided to copy them. None of the students I met earlier seemed to be in my class which was a huge bust. I didn't think there was many other people worth getting to know at this school if they thought Amber was someone worth listening and looking up to. The thing was, it didn't seem like turning amber down lightly was a good thing. I just made an enemy. And if there's something I know; enemies don't go away easily.

-JJ-

After Gym I had Art. One of my favorite classes because it let me express the emotions I had that I couldn't explain in words. When I entered the room I was relieved to see familiar faces. Embry, Ryan and someone that seemed to blend in with the group but had yet to meet all sat in the corner of the class at a medium sized, low to the ground table.

"Hey chickee, how was gym?" Bree asked from behind me. I immediately felt a sense of relief after hearing her voice. I turned around and hugged her.

"Yes, yes, yes. I'm so happy we have another class together. I can't handle male testosterone for long." She laughed and hugged me back for a few seconds until we released.

"Glad to help." She smiled.

"Bree, Jocelyn? Come sit with us." Embry's voice rang throughout the class, and all the students that weren't already looking at them turned to look at us. Bree and I both looked at each other and shrugged then walked in their direction.

"I knew you ladies couldn't get enough of me." Ryan said smirking. I snorted and rolled my eyes.

"If that's what helps you sleep at night." Bree said. I looked at her and laughed along with Embry and the mystery guy.

When we sat down I was sitting right beside the unknown guy and immediately my body was set on fire. The colossal heat I felt coming from his direction was intoxicating. I looked over at him and immediately my mouth went dry. He was absolutely stunning. Stunning like I was frozen in place. Stunning like I was literally stunned to my seat. His black hair was like everyone else- cropped short, his jaw bone was absolutely glorious and his smile was-

"Joc?" Bree said smirking at me. I glared. She pretty much made the fact that I was checking the unknown guy out obvious.

"Yes?"

"This is Jacob." Right when she said that I was met with hazel eyes for a mere moment. These eyes struck me with electricity. I couldn't believe someone I barely knew had this much power over me. And how in the hell could someone's eyes be so beautiful? Even though I only saw them for a second I knew that these eyes held the universes secrets inside.

"Oh, Hi. I'm Jocelyn." I said with a polite smile, hoping I'd be able to see those eyes again.

He turned his body slightly towards me. So I could see his full face, but didn't look at me. His face looked stoic, almost like he was trying to hold in anger. There was a bubble of hostility that surrounded him and it made me wonder what could have this beautiful creature so upset.

Jacob Black." He said in a rather harsh voice. I paused. And this time, not because that could be the name of my future husband but because the Black's were famous.

Famous for outcasting my tribe.

Damn.

How in the hell was I supposed to be friends with these people when they ran around with Black's? Nevermind the fact that our families were once very close until that fateful day when words that should never be said to family was spoken. The TrueBirds hated the Blacks and the Blacks hated the TrueBirds. I instantly felt sick. How could I think such betraying thoughts? Towards my tribe, my pack and my fiance?

For the rest of the class I spoke to the others- mostly Ryan because Bree and Embry kept having "moments" where they would just stare at each other and Jacob was just sketching with his body turned towards the window avoiding everyone. Although I couldn't be his friend simply because I would never go against my tribe. I was drawn to him. Every time he moved his pencil along the sketch paper his muscles slightly flexed and caused my breath to hitch. I was annoyed that he was having this effect on me but I was also curious as to what upset him so much. I had the need to help him. I wantedto make him feel better and I didn't know why that desire was so strong.

When the bell rung, I gathered my things and shoved them into my bag, Ryan had hugged me then ran off to find Kelly, and Jacob left shortly after. Embry and Bree were so wrapped up into each other you wouldn't think that today was the first time they started talking. I said my goodbyes and giggled to myself. They reminded me of the first time I met Luke. We were instantly attracted to one another and I knew he was going to be someone. Someone that stood out amongst the rest. I wish things could go back to how they were. Before we got engaged, before we had sex. Things felt easier; lighter in some way. And now? I couldn't help but feel like this wasn't the way my life was supposed to go.

I walked to the library and sat at the table the librarian told me to sit at and wait for the student I was going to tutor for 3 extra credits. I hated math but I was good at it. I don't know how. It made my stomach queasy but no matter what was in front of me I could solve any equation. Everything made sense and it always had one answer.

Maybe I hated math but I liked the logistics of it: there could only ever be one answer.

"Hey, sorry I'm late. I had to slap a bitch for trying to attack my boyfriend. " I looked up and saw a beautiful girl. She has reddish hair, a well- structured face and pretty eyes. I smiled and she smiled back. " I'm Jayla Taime."

"I'm Jocelyn TrueBird. So tell me, how many hand prints did you leave on that skank?" She smirked at me.

"This is going to be the start of a beautiful friendship." I smirked at her and we bumped fists.