Hey Everyone,

Thanks to everyone who reviewed or at least read my story. I've decided to continue with this story and hope everyone is happy with my decision.

Declaimer: I don't own Twilight or the characters Stephanie Meyer does but I do own my own characters so YAY!

Anyway…hope you enjoy chapter 2!

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"Need a ride?"

I knew that voice, I would know it anywhere it was Paul! I looked down at my self, I looked like a drowned dog and then to the surroundings I was in the middle of a road surrounded by the forest, yeah I think I need a ride, I looked back at Paul with a raised eyebrow.

"Do you even need to ask?" I nearly shouted but stopped myself.

"No…but I wanted to. Got a problem with that?" he laughed opening the passenger door and pouted. He freaking pouted! And it was adorable…no back to the point your mad Silver…but I can't stay mad at that, he's just to cute.

"Whatever, just…drive me home please?" I asked using my famous pout that could almost compare to his, almost, and jumping into the passenger seat.

"Sure," he said with a smirk, pealing out and onto the road. "Where do you live?" he asked sneaking a glance at me, I told him my address and expected him to nod, I didn't expect him to burst out laughing.

"What?" I asked with a smirk, his laugh was one that made you all warm and fuzzy inside. It was deep and husky but not to deep because if it was he would sound, like a barking dog but no it was nice. I quickly found out that I loved his laugh.

"You're really not good at directions are you?" he asked still chuckling, I shock my head no. "Well I can see that 'cause sorry to brake it to you but Silver…you were heading in the wrong direction." He said laughing again, I really didn't mind him making fun out of me or that I was actually going the wrong way because that's definitely not surprising.

"Yeah, I kind of just walked in one direction and hoped it was the right way." I said with a nervous laugh.

"Don't worry, I think it's cute," he said keeping his eyes focused on the road; I saw a faint tint of red spread over his cheeks. He blushed aw; it was one of the cutest things I've ever seen on a person.

"Aw you just blushed, now that's what I call cute!" I replied with a bright smile.

"Gee thanks," he said in mock annoyance but I could tell he was teasing.

"Is it just me or is it freezing," I said rubbing my hands together, I had just noticed I was soaking wet and practically freezing to death, ok maybe I'm exaggerating just a tad but still you get my drift. I reached for the heater but was stopped by Paul pulling me into his side, and boy was he hot in both ways.

"Wow Paul you're hot!" I shouted but snuggled deeper into his side.

"Why thank you, so are you," he said smugly, which made me giggle.

"Yes that as well but I was kind of talking about your body temperature." I sighed with a smirk indicating to his skin.

"Well, whatever. How about we play 20 questions?" he suggested changing the subject.

"Sure I'll go first, favourite colour?" I asked not bothering to ask about his body temperature because it looked like he really didn't want to talk about it.

"Blue, you?" he said looking down at me, I could see something in his eyes but I couldn't tell what.

"Don't have one," I shrugged, smirking at his confused expression. Paul was just to cute for his own good but you got the message that he could probably kill you if he wanted to.

"You have to have one," he said looking at the window in deep thought. God Paul it's only a favourite colour.

"Well I don't, what's your favourite animal?" I asked changing the subject of Paul's confusion, I mean come on it was only my favourite colour it's not that weird, well I didn't think it was.

"Um…I don't have one," he confessed in a mumble looking very sheepish.

"Aha see! I'm not the only 'weird' one," I replied grinning from ear to ear even using air quotes.

"Well…okay I guess I'm weird too but it's my turn so…what's your favourite animal?" he asked sounding really interested a little to interested…

"A wolf," I answered simply I mean who doesn't like wolfs they're awesome.

"A wolf?" Paul asked sounding nearly…smug and plus he chuckled.

"Hey don't them laugh wolfs are awesome!" I all but shouted I'm kind of protective over wolfs.

"Hey I love wolfs too, calm down." he laughed pulling me closer to his side.

"Well whatever," I sighed with a smile that quickly disappeared when I noticed we were just pulling into my house.

"I would invite you in but I kind of need a shower," I admitted looking down at myself.

"It's ok, I see you tomorrow?" he asked sounding almost reluctant to let me leave.

"Defiantly, thanks I'll see you tomorrow!" I replied brightly before teasing him by giving him a peck on the cheek and jumping out of his truck.

When I got to the porch I looked back to see him grinning ear to ear touching the place I kissed, I couldn't help but laugh at him, he was just too cute. I waved at him before slipping into the door of my house, as I walked in I noticed Brook still wasn't back and neither was dad or mom. With a sigh I pulled off my now damp converse and ran upstairs.

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After my usual shower routine, I stayed in the library dressed in a pair of shorts and a football jersey that my old boyfriend gave me but I still kept it after we broke up, it was a nice jersey and he didn't mind. I pulled out an old kerrang magazine; I plugged my ipod into my docking station and pressed play before sitting in my cosy chair reading.

I was halfway through my magazine when I heard the front door slam shut, then feet were bounding up the stairs and my bedroom door was flung open. I instantly knew it was Brook she had a habit to get a little too excited some times, not exited as me but close.

"Silver!" Brook called sounding desperate and scared.

"I'm here," I called pressing pause on my ipod.

I watched terrified as Brook ran into my room, tears running down her face. she looked like she just saw a ghost…or maybe it was worse.

"Dylan," she whimpered before she broke down, I was at her side in an instant holding her as she sobbed.

Dylan was her long time boyfriend; they had been dating since they were fifteen he was two years older so he would now be 23 because his birthday was just last month. I knew Brooklyn loved him with all her heart and he loved her but she left New York and that meant Dylan behind they both knew a long term relationship wouldn't work and that was that or so I thought.

I managed to get her to my bed where I held her as she sobbed in my arms. "Brook, honey what happened?" I asked in a whisper rubbing her back reassuringly.

"H-he's h-here," she barley whispered, now I was even more confused that was a good thing right? "He's said we need to talk…I agreed 'cause who wouldn't" she laughed nervously. "We talked and he said, he wanted to be with me but I said I was living in La push and he said he could get a job at the school and we could live together." She finished with made me jump for joy.

"That's great Brook…wait why aren't you dancing? What's wrong? What did you say?" I asked firing off questions at lighting speed.

"I don't know I mean…I said I had to think about it but I'm 20 Silv, I don't know if I could do that now." She said her eyes where filled with confusion and pain.

"Do what your heart tells you too Brook. If I was you I would but I'm not, but what's going to happen you've been dating since you were fifteen, live a little." I sighed running my hands through her hair.

I left her to think for a while; I went downstairs to the kitchen. It was nice and light; there was a bar with three chairs making it modern. I went to the fridge and pulled out bunch of vegetables deciding on a salad for dinner. I grabbed a glass of orange juice before taking a seat and eating. I was half way through when there was a knock at the door, I checked the time to see it was 8 o'clock. With a shrug I put my fork down and danced to the door, I pulled it open and couldn't contain my gasp.