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Just Kim

It, also, didn't take Kim long to realize Jared was looking past her, and not looking at her. She turned to see who he staring at, and there was Paul on the other side of the door making gestures and exaggerating the movements of his mouth. Paul pointed to his chest, then did a steering motion with his two hands, then mouthed 'with Aimee Greene', then he pointed to Jared, did a walking motion, and lastly mouthed 'home'.

Kim turned back to Jared, who was still watching with his Paul with his mouth slightly open. He then mouthed, what?

The burly boy on the other side of the door rolled his eyes in exasperation and delivered the message once again. To which Jared replied with another, what? Kim couldn't help but notice the vein in Paul's forehead throb in annoyance.

"I think he's telling you to walk home, cause he's taking Aimee Greene out on a drive with your car." Kim said softly, looking away so that Jared wouldn't have to see her bright red face.

"What?" Then a pause, "what?! No! Paul!" Jared whisper yelled.

With a wave and a grin, Paul disappeared from view.

"Paul! Paul!" Jared whisper yelled after him. "That bastard, he knows I paid Jacob a fortune to upgrade the damn thing!"

So Jared liked cars, Kim noted, then vehemently shook her head. She didn't need to be memorizing facts about Jared Cheveyo. It was only a matter of time before she forgot him, after all.

Only a matter of time, it was not. The following days, she went about her usual routine of fantasizing, staring and dreaming over Jared, and wondering why she couldn't get him out of her head.

Finally, frustrated with herself because of the lack of her self control, she found herself wishing Jared Cheveyo would just disappear so she wouldn't be stuck thinking about him all the time.

So he did…

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Miserably, Kim glanced at the desk next to her, and after realizing it was, indeed, still empty, she sighed and buried her face into her folded arms on top of the desk. When she'd wished Jared Cheveyo to disappear, she hadn't meant it quite so literally.

…Kim regretted not wishing for him to fall madly in love with her. If she'd known wishes were so effective, she'd had done it a long time ago. Instead she'd wished him gone, and two weeks had passed. Fifteen minutes left of their lecture, the door opened with a creak. Almost every head turned to see who had entered the room, and when realizing who it was, there was a collective gasp.

"Oh my God, is that Jared?"

"What the hell happened to Cheveyo."

Jared's back?

Her question was answered when a large hand pulled the chair out from the desk next to hers. Jared's seat. Her heart pumping fast, Kim quickly glanced upward to see his face.

Who she saw was almost unrecognizable. He was not the Jared Cheveyo she remembered.

Jared had always been tall, maybe five eleven. This person looked around six seven. Jared was a bit on the slimmer side, lean. This person looked built. Jared had always had a passive, maybe bored expression on his face. This person had a stoic expression on his face, not giving anything away.

However, the dark brows, long lashes, straight nose, and thin pink lips were all intact.

If he wasn't perfection before, he definitely was perfection now.

Kim was intimidated.

…truthfully, Jared had always been a little intimidating, what with being good looking, as well as being a direct descendant of the original Quileute tribe elders.

But this Jared Cheveyo looked untouchable.

Unbeknownst to herself, Kim had been staring a long time and was brought out of her reverie when she heard Mr. Eckheart's voice.

"Mr. Cheveyo, I need a note as to why you're late. Sudden growth spurts are not an excusable reason." Mr. Eckheart said, then muttered something under his breath about Uley and steroids. Everyone knew who and what he was talking about.

Kim could see Jared clench a humongous hand into a tight fist. It shook slightly as he spoke.

"My absences have all been cleared. If you haven't been informed, it's not any of my business."

Even his voice had deepened.

Kim didn't recognize him, and when class ended, she avoided glancing up and him and left the room as quickly as she could. Until the end of school, whispers of Jared's new appearance rang up everywhere in the school from the locker rooms to the bathroom stalls to the corners of the school. Girls, popular girls at that, who'd never given Jared more than a flirty smile in the halls, where openly going up to him and talking to him. Guys were openly speaking about steroids. Jared seemed to ignore pretty much everything, seeming to preoccupied with other things.

Kim didn't want to think steroids was the reason for Jared's change, but what else was plausible?

"Did you see Jared?" Timmy asked at the end of the day.

"Who didn't?" Kim replied glumly. She sighed dejectedly probably for the twentieth time that day, "hey Timmy, you want to go to Forks with me?"

"Why?"

"I need to go grocery shopping."

"Sure."

Timmy and Kim walked their school, and towards the parking lot towards Kim's wagon. It took a couple tries start the car, but that was an everyday event.

"Hey, look at Cheveyo." Timmy said with a nudge, looking at the rear view mirror as they waited behind a line of about twenty cars to leave the school parking lot. Kim looked into the mirror to see Jared get into a unfamiliar truck. Through the windshield, Kim saw a sort of familiar face.

"Who is that driving?"

Timmy thought for a moment, "isn't that Sam Uley?"

"Oh, it is."

"I didn't know they were close."

"I don't think they are."

Kim and Timmy abruptly looked away when they happened to meet eye contact with Sam Uley through the rearview mirror and windshield. Although he was only twenty, he looked like someone eight years older.

"How do you get to Forks from here?"

"Timmy, your sense of direction is abysmal." Kim said, "we turn right."

Behind them, Sam Uley's car went straight to turn left. Kim sneaked a glance over to the passenger's seat where Jared was sitting. She blatantly stared for a couple seconds, making up for the two weeks she hadn't seen him. He didn't look like the same teenage Jared, but there was such a strong feeling of familiarity, she couldn't help but still be attracted.

Too quickly for Kim to look away, Jared turned his head to the side, and for a brief second their eyes met. Kim looked away immediately.

"Oh my God."

"What?"

"He just caught me staring at him!" Kim said, turning beet red. "Come on, damn cars!"

Kim floored it the next chance she got.