Chapter 3~

"I have to go home." I stuttered out, grabbing clumsily for the car door handle.

"Holy fu- Gabby, wait. Where're you going? J-just let me pull over." Paul spat, swerving to the side of the road sharply.

I flung the door open, climbing my way out of the car. Was I shaking?

"Gabby, come on, it's not that big of a deal." Jake rolled his eyes at e as Paul stepped out of the car.

"Not a big deal? THERE ARE VAMPIRES RUNNI-" I was cut off by Paul's giant hand clamping over my mouth.

"Gabby, really? Now, I know it's really not-" Embry started but I cut him off quickly.

"I just want to go home." I pleaded with Paul. "We have school tomorrow, and I'm tired, and I just wanna sleep, and-and-"

"okay. Yeah. I'll-I'll take you home." Paul reassured, putting his arm around me to help hold me up as he tossed Embry the keys to the car and started off towards my house.

"I won't be in school tomorrow. We're, ah, patrolling and stuff." Paul informed as we got closer to my house.

"Mhm." I nodded my head along.

To be honest, I was too busy focusing on the whole 'vampire' thing.

"Can I stop by later and see you?" He asked, blinking his wide, innocent eyes at me.

"I'm going to sleep now. I'll call you later if I'm up." I shrugged slightly, watching as his face fell.

"I love you." He whispered, planting a kiss on my head.

"Night." I answered, swinging the door shut behind me.

"GABBY! COME ON! SCHOOL! NOW!" Mike yelled up the steps, causing me to jump out of bed.

"Almost ready!" I called back sleepily, climbing out of bed and going for my dresser.

"Hurry!"

I ran down the stairs five minutes later, my hair up in a pony tail, and clad in a pair of black jeans and a white tee shirt.

I felt like crap.

My head was pounding, and my feet hurt, and oh God, I was such a baby wasn't I?

Must I always complain?

"Excited about today?" Mike enthused as we hoped into the car.

"What's today?" I asked, quirking a brow at him.

"…wendsday." He answered lamely, starting up the car and heading off towards the school.

We hoped out of the car minutes later. How was today going to…well, work? Would I see Kim? Would Jared be in even though Paul was out?

"See you tonight." I waved absent mindedly to Mike as I started off towards the school.

Today was…nice. I mean, despite everything. Bright sun, white clouds, cool breeze. Peaceful.

"Woah, sorry. I'm new." The kid who bumped into me defended quickly, grabbing my books from the ground and handing them back to me. He was tall, almost as tall as Paul. His eyes were a bright green, and his skin was light for La Push. His black hair tumbled over his eyes messily, in a shaggy way, almost like Mike's.

"No worries." I sputtered quickly, taking the books from him and standing awkwardly for a moment.

"Sorry, do you happen to know where room…..three forty is?" He asked shyly. By the way he dressed, I could tell he was the…awkward, quiet type. Awww.

"Oh, yeah, yeah. That's my next class. Uhm, follow me." I blushed, leading the way to the room as he smiled blindingly at me.

"I'm Foster. Foster Richter." He mumbled softly, walking up next to me as we brushed past fellow students who were speeding away to class.

"I'm Gabby. Gabby Carter." I mimicked him, smiling softly at him. "This is it." I stopped outside one of the thick wooden doors.

"Shall we go in?" He gestured, holding open the door for me to walk in.

I blushed again, walking into the room sheepishly, and not saying anything as he took Paul's place at the seat next to me in the back.

I glanced over at him as the lesson started and smiled slightly when he caught y eyes. He plastered a full blown grin on his face and waited until I broke eye contact first.

Oh God.