Sorry, I can't be bothered saying anything because it is W-O-W! 4 am and I fucked up for trying to update.... Blah blah blah.

Disclaimer: Okay, okay! No need to remind me....

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I hate hangovers. Seriously. I swear, if I had known the massive headache that would accompany my hangover I wouldn't have drank anything at all. Another thing to hate? Alarms. Why alarms? Well, first off they're annoying. And loud. So fucking loud. Loud noises and hangovers don't go together well. So when my alarm went off at freaking six in the morning don't you think it would be fair for me to react the way I did? How did I react? Well, let's just say that I'm going to have to buy a new alarm and put up a poster to hide the huge dent in my wall. So after my friggin alarm had woke me up here I lay in my bed, thinking about him. Honestly, it was inevitable. But the good thing was now, instead of having obsessive fantasies about Jared, it was more like all of my hatred towards him had subsided, leaving nothing but regret and hurt in its path. Why regret? Well, because I regretted wasting one, two, three, four.... twelve years on him! Twelve stinking years that could've started a relationship with a nice guy who cared about me! That was all I really wanted, a guy who wasn't afraid to show his feelings yet still be macho.

Why hurt? Because I had just realized that his words were true. I am a nobody. And I didn't really have any plans to be a somebody either. But still, he shouldn't have pointed it out. I'm already self-conscious enough as it is and I didn't need one of the most popular kids in school to tell me again. Wait, why did I care what he thought? It wasn't like I liked him anymore; in fact, if he was here right now I'd probably tape him to the barbeque and watch him slowly roast alive. I know, I know, I'm messed up and I probably need counselling. Sigh.

Instead of thinking about Jared, I turned my thoughts to Paul. At least he wasn't a prick after all. I mean, could you not like a guy who would wake up in the middle of the night just to pick you and your drunken ass friends up? That was something special. And he got along alright with Lila, except when he was abit tense about something. That kinda weirder me out, not because he was tense but because he got along fine with my cousin. Out of all of the guys I have dated, *cough eight cough* none of them have gotten along with Lila. Well, except that guy who had gotten abittoo friendly with Lila, but Lila being just about five years older than him, politely rejected him while I had slapped him for even trying to make a move on my cousin. But being me, Kim and all, I always had a way of getting the bad ones. I wrinkled my nose as I felt a wave of ache wash over my head. Ugh, never again, I thought to myself as I rolled over and clutched my spinning head.

"Well, good morning sleeping beauty." Kristal greeted me with a grin when I stumbled into the kitchen, searching for the aspirin. Why the hell do things always have to go missing when I need them? I'm sure an evil force was working against me, determined to make me suffer for the rest of my life.

"Too late; me and Jay used the rest this morning." Kristal said as she gestured to the empty packet of aspirin lying on the table in front of her. I glared at her then at Jaycee who then pretended to busy herself by making some toast while whistling conspicuously.

"First you use and stain my clothes," I exclaimed angrily pointing to a clear stain on the front of my white skirt that Kris was wearing "and now you use all of my aspirin? What's next?" I waved my hands around in the air.

"Well, I was gonna ask you if I could use your car you know the silver one...." Kristal started but trailed off when she saw the glare I was giving her that clearly said "no way in hell".

"Where did Lila go?" I asked after I had spent the next ten minutes up stairs practically tipping my draws until I found some aspirin for this fucking splitting headache.

"Check the note on the fridge." Jay replied cheerily. Ugh, as much as I loved Jaycee, one thing that I couldn't handle was her morning cheer. Annoyed the hell out of me sometimes. But since I love her it just happened to put up with it. Sigh, the things you do for your friends.

I went to the fridge and I plucked the note out of the array of magnets and phones numbers. I read Lila's neat handwriting, snorting when she said she was going to Port Angeles to buy a dress. Not much of a selection there. Good luck with that.

"So how did you two sleep last night?" I asked as I sat down at the table and sipped the coffee that Jaycee had made me. Oh. My. God. I've never tasted anything so beautiful in my whole life. Nothing could compare to coffee in the morning, not even sex. Well, the sex that I've had, anyway.

"Absolutely horrible!!" Jaycee exclaimed loudly. I jumped at her unexpected outburst. Kristal and I turned to raise an eyebrow at her.

"And why might I ask?" Kristal asked her.

"Because of you." She said pointedly, scowling Kris.

"What did I do?!" she replied

"You slept. Oh, how you slept like a baby." Me and Kris turned to give each other confused look, wondering that perhaps our friend had finally gone mad.

"And you too." She said pointing to me.

"What did we do?!"

"You put her next to me on the couch" she said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"And what's wrong with sleeping next to me?" Kristal responded while Jay and I shared a meaningful look.

"Kris, there isn't any way to tell you this but.... you sleep like an animal." I told her gently while resting my hand on hers.

"Like an animal that had just been shot, but is still alive." Jaycee corrected.

"Okay, so I move around in my sleep a little...."

"Darling, you move around in your sleep alot."

"Yeah, you hit me in the face!! And you kicked me off the couch and I fell onto the hard floor in the middle of the night. Honestly, I was debating in my head what should I do? Should I strangle her to death? Or should I just boot her ass off of the couch? Then a little voice in my head was like Jaycee!! She's your best friend for god's sake! And then I was like oh, come on, just one little kick is all it will take, or I'm sure that pillow could fit over her face. I was delirious, I swear!" she half-yelled.

Kris and I were completely taken aback by Jaycee and laughed so hard that I was sure my sides were permanently damaged by it. We finished our hysterics, tears in our eyes.

"Don't worry Jay, that's exactly what I felt when I had to share beds with her. I was actually going to throw her out of my bedroom window." I told her truthfully laying my hand on her knee in sympathy.

"What happened?" Kris asked casually.

"You woke up." I responded, earning a glare.

"Fuck both of you. Some friends." Kristal mumbled fiercely.

"Language, Kris. And you know you love us." Jay laughed with a grin

"Yeah. Worst mistake of my life, I tell ya." Kristal replied teasingly with a smirk. We all laughed contentedly. Another silence while we ate or drank. Kristal was the first to break the silence. As always.

"Oh, yeah... um, Kim please tell Paul thank you. He's not so bad after all." Kris grumbled grudgingly.

"Kristal Elisa Cloud.... are you apologizing? W-O-W never thought I'd ever hear that in a million years. And to Paul of all people? Are you okay? Maybe we should take you to a doctor?" I grinned, feeling her head. She rolled her eyes.

"Don't get used to it; I'm still "Queen Bitch"." We sniggered

"I thought it was "Ms. Queen Bitch"?" Jaycee asked vaguely.

"Oh yeah, "Ms. Queen Bitch". And you are Ms. Big Pimp and Kim is Ms. Snazzy Shit."

"Why do I have to be Ms. Snazzy Shit?" I moaned.

"I don't know; because it works so stop complaining."

"At least it's better than Ms. Big Pimp." Jaycee muttered. Kris rolled her eyes, quickly changing the subject.

"So what we up to today?" she asked, chomping down on her toast.

"Nothing probably. I still got a date tonight with Paul though." I sighed in that mesmerizing way.

"Ew. Please Kim; some people are trying to eat here." Kris said, emphasising the some and looking at the coffee cup in my hand.

"Yeah well, I'm glad you can finally get a taste of your only medicine."

"What do you mean?" she replied confusedly

"Oh please. When you first started dating numb nut you were all ooey-gooey too. God, I'm sure watching you and Aiden had permanently injured my eyes." I snorted

"Your fault for looking." She said innocently and stuck out her tongue childishly. I poked my tongue back and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Where did I go wrong with you two?" she asked herself as she shook her head in disbelief.

"When you met us." I responded, grinning.

"Pretty much." Jay said with a smirk.

We finished eating (or in my case drinking....) and cleaned up the house. I know, I know, us cleaning up?! Has the world gone mad?!

After that we just kicked back and relaxed, watching movies and wait for it..... Painting each other's toenails! Not my thing, but I reluctantly had to admit that after Jay and Kris had painted them sapphire and skilfully painted a small crimson heart on top of the final coat, it looked pretty much. It looked me. Kris had painted Jaycee's toenails (because I'm completely useless when it comes to painting nails.... can't paint a toenail without painting the whole damn toe to save my life....) dark purple with a very tiny peace sign in pink. Kris's nails were painted black, with a yellow flower.

They stayed over till about six, where they helped me pick out what I should wear on my date tonight. Kris wanted me to wear this really sexy black dress with a pair of red stiletto heels and Jay almost died laughing. I ditched the LBD and went for something alot less revealing; a knee-length, black skirt (which Jay had suggested, because she insisted that I had great legs and so did Kris which made me, being Kim and all, blush deeply) and a red v-neck top that showed what big boobs I had, because guys lke that sorta stuf, don't they? I completed the look with black flats, and I must say I did look nice.

I showered and changed, applying some more make-up like the night before. I don't know why, but it felt like butterflies were fluttering in my stomach. It's only Paul! Sure he's probably the most hottest guy I've ever been out with.... and he has a nice smile.... and.... Okay, lost my point there.

After I had finished getting ready, I rushed downstairs at the sound of a knock on the front door.

Hoping it was Paul, I opened the door and there stood the most handsome guy I have ever seen. No shit.

He had chalky pale skin, something that was rare on the reservation. You wouldn't see that unless you were at Forks Hospital... His features were perfect, abit too perfect for my liking though. He had a muscular body, very tall but not as tall or as muscular as Paul. Messy chestnut-brown hair gave him a really laid back look, but at the same time he seemed... reserved. His liquid topaz eyes were framed by long eyelashes, and I'm sure my knees weakened abit when he looked at me. Okay Kim, get a hold of yourself for godsakes! Play it smooth.

"Uh... h-hi." I stuttered, oh yeah, that was just the definition of smooth, my inner voice sneered.

"Hello, you must be Kim. I'm Zade; Lila has told me so much about you." he smiled, holding out a hand for me to shake. My face almost dropped. OH. MY. GOD. So this is the guy Lila had been going out with? Wow, when Lila said he was handsome, I didn't really think he would be well... god-like. The epitome of beauty. Yeah, that works. Hell, he only people who I know that are that good-looking are the Cullens... And they even have the pale skin too. Weird.

"Oh" was all I said in reply. Oh. OH?! God Kim; can't you come up with something that doesn't make you sound like a complete idiot?

He seemed to enjoy my loss of words and laughed, making my cheeks turn bright red. I joined in, laughing shakily. Retard, a voice in my head scoffed. I know you are but what am I? I replied back immaturely. Crazy because you are having arguments with your mind right now, the voice replied.

"So.... Do you live on the reservation?" I asked curiously.

"No, I live in Forks. But I was thinking about it; I really like it here." He smiled at me, causing me to lose my concentration for a moment. Oh my god! How did he do that?

"Right," I snorted "If you like constant rain and nosey locals." He chuckled at that, his voice sounding like music to my ears.

"I'm sure you would get along well with my... sisters; they're kinda having a hard time settling in." he hesitated at the word sister, as if he was deciding what term would be best to use. I raised an eyebrow.

"Really? Well, they could always come out shopping with my friends and I; we were going to go to Seattle this weekend anyway." I offered politely. He smiled warmly at me.

"Yeah, they'd like that."

"Just bring them over tomorrow morning, around about nine; we like to start our attack on the shops early." I smiled, receiving a beam in return.

"Sure. They're going to be so excited. I feel sorry for my brother sometimes; they make him tag along on the shopping trips too." I laughed, silently wondering whether his brother looked like him.

"Zade! Oh; you're here. Whatever she has told you is not true! Okay, maybe some of it is... but the rest isn't true!" she exclaimed when she emerged from the kitchen, dressed in a black, one-shoulder dress that flowed just above her knees. The hem of the dress was lined with black sequins and she completed the look with a smoky grey jacket and boots. Elegant yet sexy at the same time. How does that lady do it?!

"No, no. Kim here has just offered to take Akira and Maiya on a shopping trip tomorrow." they were staring at each other with strange expressions. It made me feel as thought I were invading something private, something special, which made Lila blush and look away. Lila, blush!! She was always the definition of confidence. Well, at last it was good to know that I wasn't the only one who melted like butter in the presence of a modern day Greek-God....

"How nice of her. We'd better get going if we want to get to the restaraunt in time for our reservation." Lila said quickly, slinging her purse over one shoulder. She slid past me in the doorway and smelt very nice; like a fruity perfume.

"It was nice meeting you Kim, and I'll make sure that Akira and Maiya are here tomorrow." Zade said and shook my hand, before Lila pecked me on the cheek, and dragged Zade away, like he would catch some sort of awful disease if he was around anyone of her family for too long. I rolled my eyes at this, then glanced at my watch. Seven thirty. Paul would be here soon.

I went back to the living room and my eyes fell on a magazine. Cosmopolitan. Great, I thought to myself, flopping down onto the couch, the leather squeaking abit then casually flicked open the magazine. "Ten ways to please your Man." I read curiously, and hell I had even learnt a few useful tricks in the space of thirty minutes. They might come in handy somtime... *wink wink*

The door bell rang, and my heart thumped so hard that you could probably hear it from Olympia. Awww Kim, could you be even more of a freaking nerd?

I heard a booming laugh, assuming it was Paul's, then felt confused. Maybe you could hear it....

I rushed to the door, magazine still in hand and opened it. The stood Paul, looking absolutely fine in a pair of dark jeans and a tight fitting light blue polo shirt. His hair was damp, giving him an irresistable look. He grinned at me, making me blush. Looks like I have my own Adonis (A/N: Is that how you spell it?) right here. His eyes went straight to my chest, as intended, and his eyes wideneded ever so slightly. In grinned inwardly, perfect.

"Hey." he smirked as soon as he had composed himself again.

"Hey." I couldn't help but smirk too, my insecurity soon wearing off. That is, until he saw what I had in my hand. His quickly reached out and grabbed it, my mind not registering what had just happened for a few seconds.

"Ten ways to please your Man" he read loudly, his grin growing even bigger as he scanned the page. My face flushed bright red, as I tried to snatch the magazine back. Tried being the operative word. Let's face it; Paul's a freaking giant.

"Awww Paul; give it back!" I jumped up and down.

"Wow, these are awesome. I wonder..." he suddenly pinned me to the wall, his huge, scorching body covering mine. OHMYGOD! I can feel his abs! Sigh. "would you ever try them?" he whispered in my ear. The shyness suddenly disappeared.

"If you're good enough... I might buy you something special while I'm out shopping tomorrow. I wonder... do you prefer lace or satin?" I whispered back, nipping at his ear. He shivered, and I smiled knowing that I had hit a weak point so I continued, "but only if you're good Paul. And you have to be patient." At that he backed off, slightly flustered and disappointed. I loved having control over him like this! Who would've ever thought that me, "shy" little Kim, would have Paul, who was probably in tie with Jared and a few others for the hottest guy on the rez, under my will! Now if I could only make a few more clones of Paul, then I'd have an army of super-freakishly tall hotties at my every command! Yes, I'm evil but no, I'm not crazy... much.

I smiled at Paul, and he returned it with a beam of his own.

"So are we ready to go Kim?"

"Yeah, let me just grab my purse." I replied, going into the kitchen and snatching up my purse from the table. I hastily turned off all of the lights, leaving on the porch light just encase. I locked the door, then turned to Paul who had his arm held out for me.

"Shall we?" he said, raising an eyebrow. I grinned and linked my slim arm with his. This was going to be a night to remember, I thought as he opened the door of his black, shiny truck.

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Chapter six, is it? Yay! I feel great now, knowing that I have completed yet another chapter.... Sigh.
My laptop is broken!! You see, my family doesn't exactly know that I have a fanfiction or that I'm writing things that my mother would probably have a heart attack over, even if they aren't "lemony goodness". Anyway my uncle was on my laptop, going through my internet history (which I had forgotten to delete) and he saw "Fanfiction" so he clicked on it, entering my profile and reading everything on there. So I threw a fit! And he ended up breaking my laptop by accidentally dropping it. So now the thing is buggered and I have no way to update!! :( I'm not going to get another one either, I think. So in the mean time, I'll just have to settle with updating when I can....
Anyway... I am totally obsessed with Avatar: The Last Airbender right now!! So... I'm going to make a story using some OCs that I have thought of and somehowconnect them to this story... Hehehe, this should be fun. If you are smart you would probably have guessed whats going to happen, yadda yadda yadda... But please just read on!! Bare with me people !