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-a.

My last two classes passed quickly, and I left the Spanish room with a boy named Matt, who Marlee had introduced me to at lunch. He opened the door of Edward's car for me, and I thanked him as I got in. As he walked off I leaned my head back on the headrest, calming my racing mind.

I arrived home quickly. The roads were clear. I walked in the door, and just had time to notice that the glass wall had been repaired before Alice and Renesmee bombarded me with questions. I was more than happy to describe my day, but it didn't take long for Alice to get to the questions she really cared about.

"So what guys did you meet?" she asked eagerly. I laughed at the two girls' starry-eyed expressions.

"Well," I paused for dramatic effect, "There were three that I was with the most."

Bella entered the room then and sat next to Renesmee, pulling the tiny girl into her lap. "They all but harassed her."

I laughed, embarrassed, as Alice squealed. "There names are Henry, Brad, and Matt."

Alice spoke quickly, "Are they cute?"

Renesmee giggled and I bit my lip, "Yes, they are all very handsome. Especially Matt. His eyes are amazing." And they were. Ice blue and crystal clear.

They broke out in excited chatter, but I had homework to do, so I kicked them out of the room. I finished quickly, and I wandered into the living room. There was no one there, but I heard voices coming from the kitchen. I paused outside the door.

"No," I heard Liam's soft voice, and I wondered why I had not seen them around the house.

"Please," Tyler sounded calm, but I could here an edge of firm determination. "I can keep watch on Lucy-" my eyes narrowed "-so no one has to waste their day, and I can finish my fourth year. It makes sense." He was talking about coming to school with me. What a nightmare.

Arabel spoke next, "Tyler, we don't plan on staying here much longer. You don't need to get tied down here." I felt a pang of sorrow at the thought of him leaving that I would have denied to my dying breath.

"I like it here," he responded simply.

Arabel scoffed, "Why?"

Liam cut in then, "Don't answer that. I know why you like it here, and you would only lie." I was confused. Liam continued, "I will speak to Carlisle and see what he thinks."

I heard him stand, and I scampered up the stairs, nearly colliding with Emmett.

"Who you running from, Luce?" he chuckled.

"No one," I squeaked.

His booming laugh echoed down the stairwell. "Sure," he muttered.

Liam passed us then, entering Carlisle's office. I sighed, and Emmett looked at me curiously. Luckily I heard Alice call my name from downstairs and I fled before he could question me further.

I reached the bottom of the stairs and followed Alice to her giant bathroom. She toyed with different outfits for the better part of two hours and finally settled on a fitted red shirt and brown jeans. She gave me a white raincoat and red suede boots, and after a dusting of shimmering eye shadow and a little mascara, she deemed me presentable. Laughing, she shooed me out of her room.

I paused as I saw Tyler leaning on the wall by the door, looking like a god in a green t-shirt and blue jeans and twirling a set of keys on his fingers. He grinned at me and spoke, "I'll be joining you at school. We can take my car."

I simply nodded and followed him to a sleek black BMW coupe. We rode to school in silence and arrived early. He began walking to the main office without a word to me, and I scowled at his retreating figure. I spotted Brad and Marlee by a bench and I went to join them there.

We left for first period history early, and I said goodbye to Matt at the door. He left for his class and I walked slowly to the same place I had sat yesterday. Henry perched on the edge of my desk, and Brad pulled a chair over from his desk. A quiet boy named Forest with reddish brown hair walked over and introduced himself to me as well. I was happy to meet him. He seemed very nice.

I heard a sharp bark of laughter and I turned to see Tyler standing in the doorway with his hand over his mouth as he assessed my cloud of admirers with amusement. He walked swiftly to the front desk to speak with the teacher, and I ducked my head in embarrassment.

Luckily the teacher called the class to attention, and I was distracted. I felt something hit my foot and I bent to pick up the crumpled piece of paper.

It was Marlee's handwriting. Hey. Who's the new kid?

I scowled as I wrote my reply. His father's friends with Carlisle, and they're staying at our house.

I threw the paper back and quickly received another. Lucky! He's hot!

I grimaced. Don't tell him that.

She laughed quietly as she read the note.

The class passed quickly, and at the end I saw Marlee bravely approach Tyler and introduce herself. He led her out of the room, and I followed a few feet back with Henry at my side. I felt a pang of jealousy as I saw Tyler speak with charm and enthusiasm. He had never spoken like that to me.

Without thinking I grabbed Henry's hand, and he yanked it away with a yelp, "Jeez! You're freezing!"

I saw Tyler's eyes flash to mine as Henry rubbed my hand between both of his, trying futilely to warm it.

Tyler grabbed my other hand, sending a jolt of electricity up my arm, and pulled me away from Henry while he growled, "Come on, Lucy. Our class is this way."

I wondered to myself how he knew what my next class was. He hadn't seen my schedule.

We reached the door to the Physics room, and I stopped and lifted my chin, "I was handling it!"

He turned to face me and lifted one eyebrow. His eyes were lighter than I had ever seen them. Warm honey brown. He must have gone hunting last night. I wondered why his eyes were always so much darker than the Cullen's. They must have been pitch black in his human life.

I looked down trying to remember what we had been talking about. "Ok, so I wasn't handling it." I met his gaze again. He was smirking, but it was not his usual smug expression. He simply looked amused, almost adoringly so. That surprised me.

He chuckled and tousled my hair lightly. My breath caught, and if he noticed he didn't show it. He held the door open for me, and I stepped in under his arm, trying to remember how to breathe.

I was sad to see Tyler return to his usual passive and nonchalant attitude during Physics. I left the class with a girl named Chelsea, who was nice, but very energetic and bubbly, which was not my mood.

I made it through my next three classes without any major disasters, and I was happy when the bell sounded for lunch. As I entered the room I saw Tyler surrounded by four or five girls, including Marlee and Chelsea. I rolled my eyes and turned back to Henry, who was trying to get me to have something to eat. I refused politely, and he let it go.

I stayed in the lunchroom longer than I should have, so I was almost late to English. I walked through the door and noticed Tyler seated near the back of the room. I groaned. He was quickly making my high school experience less than enjoyable.

Spanish flew by, and I left the room with Henry again, but we were also joined by Matt. I spotted Tyler, who was stifling laughter as he watched my admirers follow me. His eyes were vigilant though, as they laughed and talked with me.

I said goodbye leaning out my open window as Tyler backed away. We arrived home quickly, and I went straight to Alice's room. I had more homework than the previous night and I wanted to finish quickly.

At around seven Carlisle called me into the kitchen, telling me I had a phone call.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Lucy? It's Marlee."

I smiled, happy she called. "Hey, Marlee. What's up?"

We talked for an hour or so, and then she remembered something, "Oh yeah, a couple of people are going down to First Beach this Saturday. You want to come?"

"Yeah, sure," I agreed.

"You should. It's like a rite of passage for newcomers," she laughed, then her voice became forcibly nonchalant, "And Tyler can come, too. If he wants."

I scowled, "Ok, I have to ask Carlisle." I turned and saw Tyler leaning against the door. His expression was arrogant. I narrowed my eyes as I pushed past him. I ignored the now familiar shock at his touch.

"Carlisle?" I called softly.

He appeared at the base of the stairs. "Yes?"

"A few of my friends from school are going to First Beach on Saturday. Would you mind if Tyler and I went?" I asked.

He grimaced, "I'm afraid that's not possible, Lucy. You see we have a treaty with the werewolves who live there," he nodded towards Jacob, who was listening to our conversation while he played with Renesmee, "that prohibits us from entering the reservation. I'm sorry."

My face fell. I saw Jacob stand in the corner of my eye. "Sam might be willing to make an exception. She isn't even attracted to the smell of humans if I've heard correctly, and she's definitely powerful enough to contain that other kid if we need her to. With a constant wolf escort, I may be able to arrange something."

I saw Carlisle's hesitation, but ignored it. My eyes lit up. "Really?"

He nodded, and I threw myself across the room and wrapped my arms around his neck, ignoring the smell. He laughed and hugged me back. He was so tall that my feet couldn't even reach the floor.

Suddenly I heard a loud snap coming from the kitchen, and I dropped my arms from Jacob's neck and spun around. Tyler was standing in the doorway, his face unreadable, holding the now detached doorknob in his clenched fist. His eyes were locked on Jacob.

He then turned and launched himself out the door. I heard an engine rev then fade, and I stood, stunned.

"What was that about?" I asked, eyes wide.

Jacob snorted, "I think I know."

I turned to him curiously, but Carlisle cleared his throat, "Lucy, that girl is waiting on the phone."

"Oh!" I said and ran to the kitchen. I told Marlee Tyler and I would most likely be able to come. She was thrilled, but had to go. Her mother was yelling at her. I laughed and told her goodnight, but my mind was elsewhere, following a peculiar brown haired boy down the rain-soaked streets of Forks.

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-a.