A/N: LOL got the first hate review~ and then that b**** blocked me. But oh well, whatever. She don't like this story, that's her problem~ and now i'm gonna base a character on her. Try guessing who…

N/N:(nicole's note) I don't really think she meant that much harm.. perhaps it was constructive critisim? Anyway, enjoy!

Cam

I swear I heard a wolf howl outside my window.

It's been two days since the incident.

This whole thing is so confusing! Why won't anyone just explain it to me? Like, what the heck was the thing that I saw in the woods? Was it like a demented person that just thought they were a vampire? And what was up with Seth and the whole wolf thing? Did I just dream it all?

Yeah. Maybe this whole thing was just a dream.

Ow. Pinching yourself does not work. Just hurts. A lot.

So it's not a dream. But it can't be real! This kinda stuff doesn't exist in real life! It's only in those stories my dad used to tell me! Well, I used to believe them. When I was like 5?

Wait. So those stories were true? Okay, what were they about… think…

Spirit warriors. Yeah. Those dudes that could leave their bodies and become spirit warriors, or something like that. And then one dude, he got trapped when he was a spirit, and so he merged his spirit in a wolf's body, and became half man half wolf. People called him werewolves, but my dad told me the proper name for those people was actually shape shifters.

He also told me about blood-drinkers. They were almost impossible to kill. The only way was to tear them to pieces, but only the shape shifters' teeth were strong enough. Then the shredded vampire would be set to flames to completely destroy it.

So it was true. And my dad knew. For once after all this drama, I actually felt afraid.

I had to talk about it with somebody. And the only person I could trust was…

"Chris!" I yelled down the stairs. No reply. I yelled once more. Still no reply.

"Dude!" I exclaimed while walking down the steps.

"Chrissy's out," Callie explained to me. She was sitting at the kitchen table, reading some book.

"Oh, thanks honey. Did he say where?" I asked.

She shook her head violently. "No!" she said expressively.

"Callie. Honestly. Did he say where?" I said more seriously.

"Yes. But he said not to tell you and I'm not gonna," she said, her lip jutting out stubbornly.

I sighed. "Okay darling,"

Then I saw a note at the corner.

Sorry I went out for a while. Not gonna tell you, I don't want to trouble you, what with the whole Seth thing. But I really think you should forgive him. I'll be back late tonight. Don't wait up.

Chris

"Well that was specific," I muttered. "C'mon Cal, you gotta go sleep, there's school tomorrow!"

"Do I have to? It's only 10!" she whined.

"That's pretty late sweetie," I said.

"But you're not going to sleep yet!"

"No, I'm waiting for Chris. But that's because I'm a big girl. When you're fifteen, you sure can stay up," I explained to her.

"Big girls get all the fun," she pouted.

How untrue.

It was about 2am when Chris finally came home. I had fallen asleep on the couch.

"Oh god, Chris! Where were you?" I said when he slammed the door close.

"Dude, I told you. Don't stay up!" he glared at me.

"No. tell me what's going on. Now," I said as fiercely as possible.

"I'm tired and I'm going to bed." He said firmly.

"Christopher. You. Will. Tell. Me. Now." I said just as firmly, imitating my mom when she got mad. And when she was well, sane.

"No!" he yelled.

"Look. I am sleepy and in no mood to argue," I said, trying to keep my voice level. And so I would not wake Callie.

"So it's decided. 'Night," Chris said rudely.

"God! Won't anyone just freakin' explain what's going on?" I yelled at him. So much for keeping my voice down.

"Fine! You really want to know? Fine! I'll tell you!" he yelled back.

"Fine!" I shouted at him.

Then Chris burst out laughing. The whole situation was so funny that I couldn't help laughing along.

"Man, it felt great to scream," Chris said in between laughs.

"Yeah, I totally get what you mean," I replied.

After our laughter subsided, Chris started explaining.

"You remember the stories dad used to tell us? About the… you know… legends and stuff?" he said, as if he couldn't pronounce the word.

"Yeah, the shape shifters and blood-drinkers, right?" I asked him.

"Yeah, those. Well, it's all true,"

"Uh, yeah I sorta guessed that. But where do we come in?" I asked again.

"Wait. You knew? And you're still pissed about Seth?" he asked me, disbelievingly.

"Why wouldn't I be? He never told me!"

"Wait, how much do you know?" he asked.

"Well. I know that shape shifters exist. And blood drinkers. And that it's really hard to kill them. Yeah, that's pretty much it," I said. Wow. I really don't know much.

"Well, have you heard of-" but he was cut off by Callie.

"Chrissy? Is that you? Cammy was getting mad cause you didn't tell her where you went!" she said. Damn, she woke up!

"Isn't your brother so irresponsible? Now sweetie, go back to bed," I said, in a desperate attempt to listen to whatever Chris was going to say.

"But you're not in bed!" she wailed. I'm pretty sure the neighbours were calling the cops now, what with all the screaming wailing and what not at our house at 2am.

"You're right Cal. We should definitely go to bed. It's pretty late…" Chris said, looking pointedly at me. I sighed in defeat and went to bed.

I barely got any sleep. I think I dozed off at about 3am, and woke up at 6. Real nice. 3 hours of sleep.

"Man, what did you do to Seth? He looks like the walking dead," Lucas 'voice greeted me as I stepped into school. "You look…" he started, running to catch up with me as I walked briskly to my locker.

"Thanks man. Thanks," I said irritably. Lack of sleep always made me grouchy. And what makes you think it was me?" I inquired.

He shrugged. "What you want me to say then? You look like…" he started, running to catch up with me as I walked briskly towards my locker.

"Like crap," Sam finished. Where the heck did she come from?

"Oh yeah. Thanks Sam. I'm insulted twice, and it's barely 5 minutes since I came," I said sarcastically.

"What happened?" Lucas asked, concerned.

"Nothing," I muttered.

"Sure don't look like nothing," he said, but didn't press me further. Wish I could say the same for Sam.

"Lucas. Get the hell outta here," Sam said.

"Why?" he asked.

"She's not gonna talk while you're here. I mean, you're a dude!" she exclaimed.

"Seriously? And all these years, I've been thinking I was a girl!" he retorted sarcastically.

"Well that would certainly explain the numerous crushes you've had over the years. On guys might I add?" Sam said.

"What crush? I'm interested in girls," Lucas said, glaring at Sam.

"So you admit you're a lesbian?" Sam asked.

"What? No!"

"Oh, I see. Bi then?"

"No! I'm damn straight! Which is more than I can say for you!"

"You did not just go there. You are so dead meat," Sam hissed angrily.

"Oh I went there, came back, and got you a little souvenir!"

"Oh really, can I see?" Sam asked with fake enthusiasm.

"You guys! Can you like shut up for a second?" I said angrily. They were giving me a headache.

"Sorry," they muttered. We basically walked in silence to class.

"You sure everything's alright?" Lucas asked me as we entered the classroom

"Yeah, everything's just peachy!" I said, trying to sound as cheerful as possible. He burst out laughing.

"Please tell me you did not just say peachy!" he said between laughs.

What the heck. I started laughing too.

Then Seth walked in.

Oh god. Lucas wasn't exaggerating when he said Seth looked terrible.

His face was really pale under his tan. His eyes were bloodshot and he had dark rings under his eyes like he hadn't slept since… well, longer than me.

Plus, his clothes were all wrinkled. He looked really scary, totally different from the Seth I had known. Or had thought I knew/

"Lucas, switch seats with me today. Please," I begged, using my puppy dog eyes.

"Oh. Yeah sure," he agreed without a second thought.

"What are you all doing out of your seats? Get back in them!" Mr Herzog ordered as he stepped into class. Lucas went to my seat. Thank you Lucas. I don't think I could have faced Seth, especially when we looked like that.

Seth gave me a pained look before shuffling to his table, slowly.

Throughout math, I could feel Seth's eyes burning holes into my back. And every time I turned around, he would just be staring at me, with that tortured expression on his face.

"Mr Clearwater, is there a bug on Cameron's back? Why are you staring at it so intently? Do you perhaps find it more interesting than my lesson?" Mr Herzog yelled at Seth suddenly.

Seth ignored him. Mr Herzog repeated his question. When it became apparent that Seth was not going to reply, Mr Herzog stalked to his table.

"MR SETH CLEARWATER. ARE YOU OR ARE YOU NOT PAYING ATTENTION?" he finally yelled.

"No." Seth's reply was short.

"Very well then," Mr Herzog composed himself. "Detention for a week."

Seth just stared ahead at me.

"Dude. Something is so up with you and Seth. Did you see the way he was staring at you during math?" Sam said at lunch.

"Can we please not talk about it?" I said. Although I really, really wanted to. But I had to talk to Chris.

"Fine," Sam shrugged.

Chris sat down at our seat. Over the weekend, he'd gotten really buff. Like, seriously, he'd gotten abs. And muscles. Plus, he looked mostly pissed the whole time. And he would start randomly shaking when he got upset.

He looked up and sucked in a sharp breath.

"What?" I asked him. But he didn't reply. What was it, dudes-ignore-everybody day?

He stared straight ahead at Sam. So now it was dudes-stare-at-chicks day too. Nice.

"Uh, you there Chris?" I waved my hand in front of his face.

"Why is your brother staring at me?" Sam leaned over and whispered.

"I don't know," I whispered back.

"Weirdo," she replied.

"I agree,"

"Hey Sam," Chris said as though nothing had happened, like he hadn't been staring at her for so long. But his voice was softer.

Oh. My. God. He so did not.

Chris had a crush on Sam.

Seth

It was like torture. Agony. Indescribable pain.

Think of the worst pain you have ever felt. Breaking your arm? Falling out your window? Getting beat up by ten billion vampires at one shot? This was worse. Way worse.

"Seth, darling, please. Come down for a bit. Don't waste yourself over this girl," My mom called from downstairs.

I ignored her as always. She'd been having a hard time. It was barely a year since dad died. And she had seen Leah go through the same pain, and become the bitter shrew she was now.

No. Leah could not have possibly gone through this much pain. Sam wasn't even her imprint.

I hadn't slept at all. I just couldn't. Every time I called her, her phone was switched off. Her brother wouldn't let me in the house. This was just torture.

Then my door flew open.

"Seth, man, we got a new one," Embry said. I barely acknowledged his presence.

"Seriously, dude. It's Chris. Cam's brother," he continued.

My head snapped at the mention of her name. Cam. Was she okay? Did he phase in front of her?

He must have read my wordless shock.

"Chill, she's fine. She doesn't know yet. I just thought that Chris would be a little more sympathetic now that he understands what's going on with you," he assured me.

"Mmmmph" I said.

"So c'mon dude," he said impatiently.

"Why?" I asked. He looked at me like it's obvious.

"To meet him!"

Brady: Seth! You're back man!

Collin: it's been forever!

Leah: God Seth, could you keep the pain level down? It's damn annoying.

Sam: Leah, give Seth a break. It's really hard for him.

Paul: yeah, we expect you of all people to understand. Except for him, it's ten times worse. So can it bitch.

Then Leah pounced on Paul and they started wrestling.

Sam: LEAH! PAUL! BOTH OF YOU! STOP!

Leah: Fine.

Paul: Whatever.

Sam: Did you perhaps think about the fact that Chris may be slightly intimidated?

Chris: Nah, this is just so cool!

Quil: That's what I said when I first phased!

Leah: Yippee. Now we have two retards in the pack.

Embry: Shut up, Leah

Sam: so you're the brother of Seth's imprint right?

Chris: imprint?

Quil: it's like true love, but stronger. When you see your soul-mate, you'd do anything for them. It's as if the world ceases to exist except that person.

Chris: Sweet.

Leah: Yeah, except it sucks. **glares**

Chris: woah. Okay, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings or anything. Just don't kill me.

Embry: She's like that with everyone. Don't take it personally, She can't help being a bitch.

Leah was so mad that she ran off somewhere and phased back.

Chris: woah. I really didn't mean to-

Paul: We got it. She's always pissed anyway. She's just a cold hard shrew.

Jared: So can I get back to Kim now?

Chris: Oh man, why do I have an image of Jared kissing another girl in my head? That's just gross!

Jacob: that's just the way it is. We read each other's minds.

Chris: Uh, gross!

Embry: hey! You sounded just like Cam when you said that!

Cam. Just hearing her name sent a sharp arrow of pain through my heart.

Chris: Ow.

I couldn't take it anymore. I phased back and walked off.

I think the rest of the pack told Chris about her.

A/N: YOU KNOW WHAT? I FINISHED THIS CHAPTER A DAY BEFORE MY BIRTHDAY. THEN I SENT IT TO NICOLE, WHO TOOK THIS LONG TO FINISH. SO GIMME A REALLY BELATED BIRTHDAY PRESENT, A REVIEW(: