When we got back to the house, a few hours later, I heated up a bagel and spread cream cheese on it. I took my plate into the living room and plopped down on the couch, gnawing on the bagel. Nothing good was on the TV, so I left it on animal planet and leaned back, watching the wolves run across the screen.

Not knowing what else to do, I sat there, flipping from channel to channel for hours. I completely lost track of time. It wasn't till I heard the door open and close that I realized Seth and Leah must be home from school, which meant it was around four.

Seth rushed into the room, pulling his sweat shirt over his head and throwing at me. Before I could ask what he was doing, I heard loud, laughing voices come in the door. I quickly slipped into the sweat shirt, glad I wore jeans instead of shorts. Just as I straightened scooted over to the edge of the couch, the gang walked in. Seth flopped down close to me, to make sure the others didn't sit near enough to realize there was something different.

Paul grinned when he saw me, and I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face. I missed him. But something about him made my heart swell even more than before, and a strong feeling made me want to protect him no matter what happened. He came towards me and bent down to kiss me, but I caught him with my hand before his skin touched mine, the skin on my hand covered by the long sleeves of the jacket. Although I wanted to feel the tingle that occurred every time I touched him. Surprise and hurt spread across his face, and in his dark, beautiful eyes. I felt pain for seeing him in pain, something I've never felt before.

"Sick." I reminded him, feeling horrible for lying to him. A smile replaced the hurt, and his eyes turned happy and laughing.

"Forgot." He laughed, kissing my hair before I could object. He froze, sniffing my hair. I froze, too, watching and waiting. I knew I smelled different. Seth explained about my advanced senses and how everyone will smell a certain way. He pulled back slowly, staring down in my eyes with such intensity that I had to glance away. He stood up abruptly, stepping away from me and crossing the room. I kept my eyes down as the others went on and on about something from school.

I looked around the room at my friends. Jacob sat quietly on the couch, his lean, long body was slouching in a depressed way. Embry and his girlfriend Em, who I like a lot, sat close together, listening to the conversation and occasionally adding their opinion. Jared leaned against the wall, next to where Paul is leaning, avoiding my gaze. Jared looked similar to Paul, with the lean, muscular body and tan skin. Paul's face was sharper, and Jared had a buzz cut where Paul had his hair flopping in his eyes. Jared was quiet till you got to know him. I wondered for a second where his girlfriend was. They were inseparable.

Quil was…well Quil. He was perverted, rude, and gross. I like him a lot too. He had a weird sense of humor, but he was a good guy under the shell. He was shorter than the rest, still about six foot three, and broader.

I stood up, muttering about taking a walk and heading for the front door. I passed Leah on the step, who was chatting animatedly with someone on her cell phone. I nodded at her, walking quickly towards the fringe of trees separating the house from the beach.

I wound my way through the now familiar land as I headed for my secluded spot on the beach. I perched on the ledge, my legs hanging over the fierce waters. A storm was on the horizon and moving in quick. The sky was dark and the wind was making the usually choppy water ram into the cliff below me.

I clearly felt someone sit down behind me, so it hadn't startled me when a hand wound around my waist, and a voice whispered in my ear.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Paul's voice was barely higher than the wind. I leaned back, my head resting against his shoulder as his lips brushed my cheek. His lips made me shiver, and he wrapped his arms more securely around me, rubbing my arms.

"I don't know." I whispered. "I haven't told anyone. It just stopped this morning." We sat in silence, listening to the waves crash against the ledge. His lips brushed my neck, and I turned my head to meet his lips. As his lips brushed mine, the rocks behind us brushed together, warning us someone was coming. Paul looked over his shoulder, then cursed. He jumped up, pulling with me, but it wasn't fast enough. Whoever it was pushed him towards the ledge, then grabbed my arm and pulled me to the side as Paul fell over. I screamed his name, pulling against the hand, but he wouldn't let go. I whirled around, ready to do anything to get to Paul, when I froze at the grinning face standing over me.

"You couldn't get rid of me that easily, bitch."

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