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Hi guys, here is chapter 2 of "You imprinted on ME?" hope you enjoy it. I just wanted to say that I probably won't be updating as much because school is starting up for me soon, and you all know how crazy school can be sometimes. But do not worry because I will definitely keep writing this story. Unless something happens such as; I don't like where it's going or I just get bored with it, or something along those lines. But, if you guys continue to review I'll probably keep it going. So that's it, and don't forget to REVIEW! Also sorry for any grammar mistakes; I try. Lots of love.

Chapter 2

Apparently getting over Jared was easier than I thought. When Monday rolled around he wasn't in school. Actually he hasn't been in school for over two weeks, and neither has his best friend Paul Lahote and a few other guys. Not that I cared or anything. After what happen that Friday night at Mickey's I made a promise to myself that I was going to get over him. I think I've done a pretty good job of it. I haven't talked about him, thought about him, or even went onto his Facebook page in about a month.

So here I am about a month later sitting at my desk waiting for class to start, minding my own business when Samantha comes and slams into me.

She's out of breath and talking way too fast for me understand anything she is saying.

"Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Samantha slow down I can't understand a word of what you're saying."

She takes a big breath, "Jared is back."

I try to stay calm and collected, "That's nice." I say.

"So you're not even curious as to where he's been for the past 6 weeks?" she says.

I shake my head. "Nope." I say popping the p.

"Wow. I am proud of you. You really have gotten over him." she says smiling.

I smile back but I think it may have come out as a grimace. Man I hope so, I think.

When history class rolls around I'm practically bouncing in my seat waiting to see Jared. A bunch of girls who sit in front of me are whispering about how much hotter he's gotten.

"OMG Lisa you should have seen him. I swear when I saw him, my panties got so wet." One of them says.

"And not only that but he's gotten huge. I mean his muscles were nice before but now they're… I can't even describe them. All I know is that he has gotten sexier. If that's even possible."

"Oh and don't forget Paul and the rest of the boys that disappeared." One of the girls says fanning herself.

"Maybe they joined some kind of cult, and have been doing steroids. I did hear that they have been seen hanging around that Sam Uley guy. Maybe that's why they missed so much school?" the Lisa girl says.

"Whatever, steroids or not I'd let him stick it in me." they all start to giggle.

Cult? Steroids? Sam Uley? That can't be good. Everyone knows Sam Uley. When he broke up with Leah Clearwater and ran after her cousin, it was a whole scandal.

The bell rings and Ms. Anderson puts the notes up on the board. About 10 minutes into taking notes there's a knock on the door.

Ms. Anderson goes to answer it. It must be something big because she looks shocked. "Well, well, well. It's nice to see you again Jared.

"Hello Ms. Anderson." I deep sexual voice says.

"Nothings change but you did miss a lot of work." She walks back to the board followed by a boy.

No correction; a man.

I first I don't recognize him, but his smile is something I would never forget. Those girls weren't kidding when they said that he was huge. Jared has seemed to grown 5 inches since I last saw him; putting him at a height of 6'2.

He is wearing a black t-shirt (despite the coldness outside); he must have been hitting the gym more often since because his muscles are bigger and strong looking. His once chin length hair is now chopped short showing his strong, sexy jaw line.

What happen to him, I think. I mean he was hot before but now he's just drop dead gorgeous. I hear the other girls in the class room sigh and mutter how good looking he is; while the boys whispers about how he must be taking something. He gives a sexy half smile before heading to his seat. I watch as he is barely able to fit into the desk.

I turn my attention back to the front; letting my long hair shield me from him. You're over him. You're over him, I think in my head. I try to focus on taking my notes when there is a light tap on my shoulder.

"Hey, can I borrow a pencil?" Oh man, why does his voice have to drip sex?

I lean into my back pack and pull out a pencil. When I look up to hand it him, he sudden freezes and his eyes grow wide. His mouth is slightly hanging open before it breaks into a huge smile. I look at him like he's crazy and push the pencil out further to him; waiting for him to take it.

"Are you okay?" I whisper.

The sound of my voice seems to break him out of his daydream, or whatever. He slowly reaches his hand out to take the pencil. When our hands touch I feel an electric spark run through me. I grasp quietly and pull my hand back.

I start back taking notes when Ms. Anderson stops her lesson.

"Mr. Cameron we all know that Ms. Connweller is a very pretty young lady, but could please steer you attention back this way?" she points at her herself.

I feel my face heat up in embarrassment as everyone turns to look at us. I turn my head in Jared's direction and sure enough there he is staring right me. I get a very nervous and uncomfortable feeling that everyone is looking at me. I guess this is how Jared must have felt when I would always stare after him.

Ms. Anderson snaps her finger, "This way everyone."

I try my best to ignore him for the rest of the class period, but I can feel his glaze on me the entire time. I don't even think that he's taken one bit of notes.

When the bell rings I quickly pack up my things. But unfortunately I don't do it fast enough because Jared is standing right beside my desk when I move to get up.

"Hi I'm Jared." He says holding out a hand.

I just look at it and mumble, "I know who you are."

He smiles probably please that everyone knows him. "Are you new here?"

Ouch. That one hurt.

"No." I say slowly getting up. "I'm not new here. And why do you even care?" I say with as much venom as I can.

"Oh well I was wondering…" he starts off cockily

"Look Jared I really don't care what you were wondering. Why don't you go talk to your slut of a girlfriend." And on that note I walk out of the class room.

However that doesn't stop him from following me and yelling after me in the halls.

"Hey! Hey wait up." I hear him. That only increases my pace. Lucky I'm small so I'm able to get the crowed hall way fast than him.

I glance behind and see him getting closer. What the fuck is wrong with him?

I go into the one place where I know he won't go, unless he really is on something. I turn into the girls' restroom and lock myself in a stall. I wait until I hear the bell sound before checking to see if the coast is all clear.

When I leave the bathroom I don't see him. Suddenly a hand grabs my arm. I wince from the pressure that it is putting on my cut that I did last night. Even though I'm wearing a long sleeve shirt and arm warmers, I can still feel the heat coming from his touch. I yank my hand back and come face to face (Well more like face to chest) with Jared.

"Come on I don't even know your name." he says.

"Like you really care." I start to turn away again. I so don't have time for this. I'm already late to class.

"Hey what's your problem?"

I stop in my tracks and turn back to look at him.

"My problem?" I laugh. "You honestly don't remember do you?" I say looking up at him.

He just gives me a blank stare. I sigh. "Remember about a month ago when you were at Mickey's and you said that I was pathetic and that you would never go out with me?" I tilt my head to side. "You called me a loser." I close my eyes remembering those exact words that stab through my heart.

He furrows his eyebrows before widening his eyes. "That was you." And if I'm not mistaking he looks horrified.

"No shit Sherlock. You know what I don't have time for this. Just leave me alone. I want nothing to do with you." I continue down the hall.

"Wait!" He calls. "I'm so sorry!"

Yeah right. I don't even turn around when I say, "I said leave me the FUCK alone."

When I turn the corner I stop and take a deep breath before continuing toward the office to get a late pass.

When lunch time comes I hurry to get my lunch hoping that I won't run into Jared. Jared's not sitting at his usual table with the 'popular' crowd, but instead he is sitting at a different table with Paul, and two other guys. It's weird because they all look like the same that if I've never seen them before I would have thought that they were all brothers. The whole huge muscles and scary height thing going. Jared looks down right miserable; he looks up, almost like he knew I was staring at him, and looks right me. His frown turns into a smile and he gives me a look of adoration, but I just alert my eyes and head toward my table.

"Hey you okay?" Samantha asks me when I sit down at lunch.

"Huh? Yeah I'm fine." I start rubbing my arm unconsciously.

"You did it again, didn't you?" She says.

I look at her and know exactly what she is talking about.

"Shit Kim." She says. "You gotta stop doing this shit. Not only are you hurting yourself, but you're hurting me and Margret as well."

"I know, I know." I say looking down.

"What happen this time?" she says.

I shrug my shoulders not really wanting to talk about it.

Samantha shakes her head.

"So guess what happen today in gym class?" she smiles thankful that she changes the subject.

"Umm…. A yellow popper penguin came riding through on a pink and white unicorn telling everyone that the world was ending?" I say.

She throws a French fry at me. "No of course not. It was a turquoise popper penguin and it was riding an all brown unicorn telling us that the world was going to end." She laughs and I laugh along with her. "NO but seriously. You know how I have gym with Madison and Jared right?"

"Yeah."

"Well today Madison was being her usual sluty, bitchy self, but when she came up to Jared to kiss and be all on him, he just pushed her away."

I widen my eyes at this new found information.

"Oh yeah. She looked shocked at first before trying again, but that time he told her, in front of everyone, that this relationship wasn't going to work and that he was breaking up with her." She laughs. "Of course she started freaky out and all he did was look at her and shake his head before going to stand next to Embry. It was fucking hilarious dude. You should have seen her face." She finishes laughing.

I can't help but to laugh with her. I can't believe that Jared, sex god of the century, broke up with the most popular and 'hottest' girl at hillside tribal school. Ha-ha karma's a bitch.

"Why is Jared starting at you?" She says once she catches her breath.

I'm just about to turn around when she stops me. "No don't turn around."

I can feel him looking at me.

"What's his problem?" Sammy asks.

I tell her all about what happen in history class up until now. She gets this worried look on her face almost like she knows something but isn't telling me.

"So anyway, are you riding home with me today?" I ask taking a sip of my water.

"Uh. No. I have to do something after school." She says.

I raise my eyebrows. "Alright."

We're quite for a moment.

"I have to go. I'll call you tonight." She says getting up. She blows me an air kiss and walks away.

As I'm watching her walk away, my eyes land right on Jared. I don't know what it is but I feel a very strong pull toward him. Almost like I have to be around him or else I won't feel whole or something. I quickly brush it off and turn back around. I spend the rest of the lunch period pretending to read a book so I won't have to think about Jared.