A/N: I apologize for putting everyone through the torture of Geometry in this chapter.

Chapter 6: Torn

"These here are interior angles and so this one is the sum of them two."

"Okay. But where did you get that one?"

"These two here are on a straight line angle, which is equal to a hundred and eighty degrees. So we know this one so we can take it away from one eighty and we have our answer. Any of this going in Bronte?"

I stared helplessly down at the diagram we were working on. "Yeah, I guess." Okay so I'm lying. But I'd feel bad if I told the guy who had just spent an hour trying to teach me that I didn't understand anything he was saying. What can I say? I hate Geometry. Why do we even have to do these triangle and circle thingys anyway? They don't make any sense at all!

"Thanks Matthew. You've been….. A big help."

He shrugged. "My pleasure." Yes. Matthew is my newest Maths tutor. See how I said newest? You see, he comes from a long line. Anyways, Ms. Rhodes insisted after my test results, which was unfair 'cause I had only been in her class like a week and she expects me to catch up on everything. I swear, who does she think I am? SuperWoman?

He's pretty cool though, for a maths genius. Lately at lunch time I have been sitting with him and his "group", so I didn't have to sit with Heath, Luke and Cow.

"I'm just glad you're finally starting to-"

The door in the kitchen (we were sitting at the kitchen table) burst open. Matthew and I both swivelled in our chairs to see what was happening. Believe me, I'd rather not have.

"Luke! Stop that!" I groaned at the high pitched squeal that came next. Great. I had jinxed us. Speak of the cow and she will somehow make an appearance near you.

"You're gonna have to-" Luke stopped as both of them fell into the kitchen. Yes, fell. You heard me right.

"Bronte, what are you doing here?" Luke asked, staring at me. Cow hooked her arm around his neck and squirmed in as close to his body as possible. Ew.

"Um, I don't know, let me think. Oh wait, don't I live here?"

"Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit you know." Cow said, she too turned to stare at us.

"And isn't it funny that the man who said that just happened to made that up was actually being sarcastic?" Ha. Now who's stupid.

She frowned at me. Her eyes cut from me to Matthew and back again. He hadn't talked since they had come in. I'm seriously worried about his sanity now.

"Who's your boyfriend, Bronte?" she asked, her voice so sweet it made me want to puke.

I gritted my teeth. I opened my mouth to answer but Matthew beat me to it. "We're not going out. We're just friends." I could have kissed him. Believe me, I've met a lot of guys who would take advantage of this situation.

Her eyes narrowed at me. "What a shame. Maybe sometime in the future Bronte."

"Maybe." I growled. I glared at Luke. "So what did you want anyway?"

"We wanted to do stuff in here."

"Well tough. We were in here first and were not moving. Go somewhere else." I turned back around in the seat and picked up my pen. "Where were we Matthew?"

"Er…" He shuffled some of the papers and pulled one out. "Cyclic quadrilaterals."

"Bronte."

"Great. What are they again?"

"Basically they're four sided shap-"

"Bronte get out."

"It's rude to interrupt Lucas."

"Why can't you just move?"

"Why can't you?"

"'Cause we want to be in here."

"Well we were here first."

"I think I should leave now Bro-" Matthew stood up.

"No stay." I ordered. Matthew sat down.

"I think you should leave. This is a family matter, family only." Matthew stood up.

"Then she should. She's not family. Sit." I said to Matthew, he slowly sat down, as if just waiting to be told to leave.

"She's not leaving."

"Then neither is he." I glanced over at Matthew. He looked really uncomfortable, which made me feel bad. But he was NOT leaving to me to deal with this on my own.

"Bronte, JUST LEAVE!"

"MAKE ME!" I shouted back. Okay, maybe now I won't have a friend tomorrow.

"WILL YOU TWO JUST SHUT UP! YOU'RE DOING MY HEAD IN WITH ALL THIS SCREAMING! WHAT ARE YOU? SIX YEAR OLDS?" Heath stood in the doorway. "Luke, Bronte was in here first. If you want the kitchen wait until she's done."

Luke shot me one of his looks, and I, being the extremely mature person I am, stuck my tongue out at him. He and Cow flounced out of the room, and I felt a strange sense of accomplishment.

Heath followed, smacking his head as he went. "What the hell is happening to me? I sound like Rhys!"

"Bronte."

"Mmmm?"

"How have you been putting up with that all your life?"

I kept my eyes on the empty doorway while I spoke. "It hasn't always been like that. Luke and I used to be really close."

"What happened?"

"We moved here."

A/N: Thanks for reading! Hope you liked this chapter! As always, Please review! I was so happy with the feedback with the last chapter! At first i thought it was a mistake 'cause it wouldn't show the reviews to me so i checked my email and there they were. Thanks guys!

Jewlzncoolz: Thanks. Yes Seth does know he has imprinted, but I noticed that in a lot of fics everyone makes the wolves go all gooey and "your so beautiful" and stuff. I'm trying to keep this arap (as realistic as possible) and I know that if someone did that to Bronte (or me) she'd totally freak and get all suspicious and end up NOT liking him.

EmmettLaughedAtMe: I love your name. You would make my friend so jealous. XD I'm glad I'm making you laugh. I am trying to make the chapters longer, which is proving difficult 'cause it is almost impossible to get the laptop in my house and i have another story (which has been neglected lately). But for you, I promise I'll try harder.

GurlCullen17: Soon, I promise. And with the toilet thing, that came about 'cause i have this weird habit of going to look at bathrooms in airports to see how high-tec they are. ^.^

XxPassion11xX: Thanks. Bronte is named after the beach mentioned in chapter 2. We named my dog after it too. XD And she's about 5ft 4, but she likes to wear heels, which bring her height up to about 5ft 6. Her height is the physical feature (apart from her gender) that makes her look different to Heath and Luke. The wolves like to comment on it....Well, they will....

luvrickyunderwood: Good, lol. No seriously, thankyou.