"That's hilarious. Amber Dlovix is such a tramp. Any chance I get I try to rip those extensions out of her head. Especially since she always tries to go after Paul." Jayla said, out of everyone that I had met today I could tell me and her were going to get along the best. There was something about her that seemed so familiar. I couldn't figure out exactly what it was yet.
" I could imagine. At my old school there was this girl, Trisha Lateon. She always tried to get my fiance Luke to sleep with her. I ripped her a new one constantly, and one day I just couldn't take that bitch anymore and I completely went ape shit on her ass." I smiled, I still remembered pounding her face into the ground.
For the rest of the period I helped her with her homework and we talked about irrelevant things. She wasn't completely awful at math, it just took her awhile to understand how to apply the mathematical rules to different questions. Jayla and I somehow connected far deeper than just knowing what it felt like to fight obnoxious girls. I didn't know what she had gone through in her life, but I had a feeling we somehow had to deal with the same pain of something.
"So I'll see you at Jade's surprise party this weekend right?" She asked as we walked out of the school. After meeting her three weeks ago, she was my second best friend here.
"Yeah, is it okay if I bring my friend Bree?" I asked as I got my keys out of my purse.
"Oh of course, the more people the better. Anyways see you later Joc, I have to pick up my brothers from daycare." She smiled and waved and then headed in the opposite direction.
As soon as I got in my blue honda civic my phone started ringing. Once I looked at the caller I immediately was instilled with guilt. My best friend Kailey was calling me. I felt awful, here I was, on my first day already feeling like I was replacing her. It was strange that everyone I met today made me feel more at home and gave me a sense of true belonging than when I was on the reservation I was born on and with my rightful tribe. Kailey and I had always been best friends but I knew she had ulterior motives. She wanted to learn about me. She wanted to learn what I had that made me so special to the Soluiet tribe. I sighed as I pressed the top button on my iPhone that silenced the ring. I'd talk to her later.
As I drove home I reflected on how much I loved going to school here. The friends I've made all wormed their way into my heart and I couldn't find a way to get them out. Everytime I would call Luke before we went to sleep I had to put my acting skills to the test- especially lately. I didn't feel the way I used to about him. It still felt great to talk to him and get Intel on what was going on back home, but when we would go to sleep and I say our 'I love you's' to each other every time I'd say it back I regretted it. It felt like a lie. I knew I loved him; of course I did. He was too important in my life to not. I just knew I wasn't in love with him anymore.
A loud horn shook me out of my epiphany. I looked over and saw the one and only Jacob Black. He looked gorgeous in his skin tight black V-neck shirt. He also had his face twisted in anger. I had no idea what made him so angry all the time, after three weeks of living here him and I never spoken. But I always knew when he was in a room. My body seemed to have a Jacob tracker installed in it and I had no idea how to deactivate it.
"What the hell Black?!" I rolled down my passenger window and yelled at him. He smiled darkly and pointed to the traffic lights on red. Suddenly I felt incredibly stupid, begrudgingly I said thank you and rolled my window up. Well at least I know now to never think so hard I almost run a stop light.
When I got home I saw my mom and Quinn making out on the couch. I swear they were like freshman in love. All over each other and always speaking in a baby voice. It made me sick. I tried to avoid them at all costs which was easy since my mother never acknowledged my existence when I was in a relationship and Quinn was usually at work when I got home. I slammed the front door shut once I saw my moms hand go down his khaki's.
"Seriously? You can't just get it on in your room? You have to let poor children witness this?" I said disgusted laced heavily around my words. They broke apart, with Quinn trying to fix himself and my mom just sat there not bothering to fix her sex hair.
"Sorry Joc-"Quinn said attempting to apologize.
" It's Jocelyn." I would never let him call me that. It was for friends only, not mom stealers.
"Jocelyn, don't be rude." My mother said quick as a whip. I rolled my eyes. She would never have my back against her man's. She knew how I felt about him and my rule of using the obvious nickname towards me and she still chastised me. Unbelievable.
"I'll stop being 'rude'" I said air quoting. "When you stop subjecting me to the ultimate betrayal of marrying a Quliete." I put my jacket in the closet then walked down the hall to my room.
Although I didn't quite hate my mother for bringing me here anymore, I had a billion other reasons to. My room was amazing. The walls were a lilac color and my bedpost was silver with embellishments of silver. On the walls I had silver and black intricate flowers in various spots. On the ceiling I had a few glow in the dark stars- I had always loved them and I swear no matter how old I got I would have them in every room I ever had. My room also had french doors that looked out into the beach. I didn't know what Quinn did for a living but may he never stop.
I put my backpack on the back of my door's hook. And decided to unpack more boxes. At first I wasn't going to unpack but I realized that Quinn really did love my mother and it didn't seem like they were going to break up anytime soon. After about an hour of unpacking I made quite a huge dent in getting my room finished when I got a call. I looked at the caller ID and answered.
"Hey Joc, how's it going?" Kailey's voice rang from the receiver.
"Alright, just unpacking. What's up with you?" I said unpacking my copper wolf, Jale. I've had him ever since I was 4 years old. The last thing my father gave to me before he was killed fighting for our tribe.
"Troy and I broke up." She started sniffling and I rolled my eyes. Troy and Kailey broke up every damn week. And usually it was over the stupidest shit. Last month they broke up over Kailey wearing a one piece into the pool at my old school for gym. He liked the fact that Kailey had a killer body and constantly wanted to make other males jealous that she was off limits.
Troy was a dick and I never saw what Kailey saw about him except the obvious. He was hot. But his attitude was a turn off which made me completely at a loss when it came to her continuously letting the douche hurt her. I knew from experience since we had dated before Kailey. Although Troy had much more respect for me than her I still couldn't stay with him. His values did not line up with mine and I couldn't take his arrogance.
"That's great! You should get Tamara and Leena to take you out to celebrate!" I said, I was now unpacking all my school supplies and putting them into my computer desk.
"No! You have to help me get him back. I'm pretty sure Trisha already knows and is on the prowl." She said sobbing.
"Kails, come on. Let Trisha have him, you can do so much better than Troy Slimsky." I repeated everything I've already told her a million times. In fact, everything we all told her.
"I can't! Then I'll be all alone while all of my friends have someone and are off making out and getting their freak on." I laughed, our friends were a horny crew.
"Um Hello, my fiance is on the same reservation as you. So he's not getting anything on and neither am I. Trust me, if Luke can handle it so can you. "
"JOCELYN WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU." I heard Ryan's voice ring throughout my house. I snorted.
"Don't worry Kails, you'll be fine. I promise. But I gotta go, love ya!" I hung up the phone and threw it on my bed just as Ryan entered my room. As usual he made himself comfortable and flopped on my bed after taking his shoes off.
"Well hello to you too." I rolled my eyes and continued unpacking my desk necessities. Ryan was my closes guy friend out of the group and seemed to stop by from time to time. "Did my mom let you in?" I asked.
He rolled around on my bed, " Nope, your step-" I turned around to glare at him. " Quinn did."
"Ah, so what brings you by?" I emptied the box and put it into a bigger empty box.
"Nothing, just on my way to Sam's and hoping you'd finally come along." He gave me his puppy dog eyes which looked ridiculous. He was way too hot to pull that off.
"No. I told you I can't just go to someone's house I've never met before." The group had been trying to get me to go for weeks but it just felt odd. This time Ryan rolled his eyes.
" Joce, we told you a thousand times he doesn't care. And this time he actually invited you." Ryan pulled out his phone and showed me the texts between him and Sam. I'm pretty sure he could tell that I was caving because he came over and started shaking me.
"You might as well, you're going to meet him tomorrow at the party." He continued to shake me. "Come on, come on, come on, come on." He picked me up and started spinning me. I started flailing my arms to get out of his grasp but it was no use. And we started laughing.
"Fine I'll go!" I yelled so he'd finally let me go." He dropped me like a hot potato and I fell to the ground.
"Ouch you asshole." I said after hitting him and crawling on the bed next to him, leaned back and closed my eyes. He then started tickling my stomach.
"STOP IT" I screamed and laughed. After a few seconds I accidentally kicked him in the groin and he immediately stopped. He layed back against the bed holding his private area and I started laughing.
"Jeez Joce," He said in a strained voice. After a few minutes I got up and went into two door closet to get my leather jacket.
"Lets get going." I said putting on my white converse shoes.
"Joce, what is this?" Ryan said in a voice that he used right before he ridiculed me. I turned around and saw him holding Jale. I closed my eyes and wished I was with anyone else but Ryan.
"It's the stuffed animal my dad gave me before he died." I said hoping if I used the dad card I'd escape ridicule. Ryan immediately put him down gently and walked over to me and hugged me. After a few minutes we started walking out my French doors and in the direction of Sam's house. Our arms were still around each other giving me the perfect opportunity.
As we walked through the sand, I released him quickly, then I stuck my foot out just as he was about to walk and tripped him. He face planted into the sand and I ran my ass off laughing the whole way to Sam's house as he tried to catch up to me.
This was why Ryan and I were such good friends. He had lost his father too at a young age and although we were both pretty much over it we still felt the scar that it left in our hearts. Ryan and I had so much in common it was unbelievable. He also knew how to make me laugh harder than anyone I had ever met. It was almost as if Ryan was my long lost brother.
A/N: Hey guys! Thank you for following and adding this story to my favorites. I decided to make this chapter super long so you can see how Jocelyn is handling her old life with her new one and see the types of friendships she has amongst the pack.
I have a plan of events for how this story is going to go so updates shouldn't take so long :)