Hey everyone, I hope you all like the little episode of Silver vs. Mom!

I wanted to give Paul some credit 'cause he isn't always angry but that will come back I'm just not saying when. Don't worry if you didn't the 'Ed-ward' joke because honestly neither do I, I just randomly put it in there.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight Stephanie Meyer does, but I do own my own character so YAY! That's good enough I suppose.

Anyway Enjoy!

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I woke up with a smile on my face recalling the day before with Paul, even a fight with my mom couldn't bring me down. I really didn't get what the problem was it was only a damn job, it's not that important. I really wonder what she would say if I decided to be a bus driver now that would be funny. She was being crazy, it was only a job and I'd rather want to go to work than, to want to bury myself in a hole just because I hated my job.

I took a shower and went through the normal routine before walking back into my closet. I was going to go and help Brook decorate or just hang out there. I wasn't going to stay home and listen to my mom bitch about my decision there isn't anything she could say to make me change my mind and she should except that.

I quickly pulled on a pair of light wash ripped skinny jeans, a purple t-shirt with a zebra print peace sign and a pair of purple converse. I quickly pulled my hair into a ponytail and added eyeliner before grabbing the bracelet Paul gave me. I looked in the mirror before adding a purple zebra print heart shape necklace. With a sigh I left my bedroom preparing myself for another round of Silver vs. Mom.

I cautiously walked in to the kitchen, even though I knew there was going to be another round I still wanted to alt least try and prolong it. My mom was staring off into space with her hands rapped around her coffee cup while my dad was looking through a list no doubt it was of how many CD's he needed.

I quietly grabbed a bowl of fruit salad that was sitting on the counter before sitting beside my dad. My mom didn't say a thing she just watched as I ate, but I knew she was going to explode any moment now. 5…4…3…2…1…

"Why do you not want to be a doctor, Silver?" she asked smiling and saying in a sickening sweet voice.

"Because mother, if you haven't noticed the sight of blood makes me sick and I hate everything to do with hospitals." I said matching her tone with my own angelic smile.

"What about being a Lawyer, why don't you like that idea Silver?" she asked being more forceful and showing how anger was taking over she never had the patience for conversations like these where as my dad had the patience of a saint.

"Because it's boring to me, my personality is too loud for a lawyer I'd end up not defending anyone because I felt guilty about the other." I replied simply shrugging before eating my last strawberry.

"Do not act like this isn't a big thing Silver, this is about your future. Your future bring you a-" she exclaimed tiredly but I didn't let her finish I already knew the crap that was going to come out of her mouth and don't get me wrong I love my mom but you know the feeling when you just want to make them shut up.

"A doctor mom or a lawyer, yes I know what you want me to be but why can't you understand that isn't what I want. Why can't you just let me make my own decisions! It's not like I'm a kid who needs you to do everything for me, you know as well as I do I've always been independent and that includes making my own decisions even if they're wrong!" I exclaimed throwing my arms up in exasperation.

"I get you like you independence but you can't honestly day I'm trying to make you decisions because I'm not!" she shouted standing up and pointing at me.

"Are you kidding me? Of course you are you always do. It's what you do; I can't even buy something without arguing with you because to you they're to 'bold' and mean come on mom. Let me live my live the way I want to and let me learn from my own mistakes. You're practically forcing the family 'tradition' on me!" I shouted standing up and grabbing my bowl before walking over to the sink.

"Forcing, I'm not forcing anything on you and telling you what is best for your future. Can't you see all I want is what's best for you!" she shouted back as my dad tried to calm her down.

"Best for me, if you want that you'll let me be happy!" I shouted at her before leaving as if I was on fire.

I ran straight to the door, not bothering to respond to their calls. I flung the door open and slammed it shut before bolting it down the stairs. I froze when I saw Paul jumping out of his truck and running up towards me looking frantic.

"Paul, are you alright?" I asked placing a hand on his shoulder.

"Yeah, I need to tell you something and it can't wait any longer or else I'm going to explode so um…come for a walk with me?" he asked nervously not even waiting for my reply before grabbing my hand and pulling me into the forest at the side of my house.

I was starting to get really worried, we had been walking for five minutes and Paul hadn't uttered a single word. The only sound was the birds in the sky. The forest was beautiful even though it was a dull day it was still just as perfect. I would happily walk through it everyday with Paul but I knew we were going to have a serious talk.

We were starting to go deeper into the forest and I've always been terrible with direction and I hoped to god Paul knew the way back because if he depended on me, we would be living in the forest for the rest of our lives.

We finally stopped at a clearing; it was simple with grass and daisies. There was a rock at the edge of the forest, I let go of Paul's hand and made my was over. I sat on it and brought my knees to my chest, watching as Paul paced running his hand nervously through his hair.

I knew what he wanted to tell me was serious but I needed to know. He was making me nervous by the way he was acting. It was like at any moment he was going to spill something random and I can tell it's probably a big secret but it can't be that bad it's not like he's killed someone or something. Wait, what if he has? What if everyone who I'm friends with is really a member of a gang that sell drugs and kill people? I'm going crazy, I can't wait any longer and I would say sorry to Paul for what I'm about to say but I'm not sorry. I need to know.

"Paul, just spit it out it can't be that bad." I sighed, watching as he looked everywhere but me before suddenly looking me straight in the eye and saying something I never thought I'd hear.

"Silver, I'm a werewolf." Paul said so sincerely.

What the hell, I wasn't expecting that. Holy shit; at least he isn't a crazed druggie. It makes sense, his body temperature, how large and tall he is, how much he eats and when he got a paper cut it was gone in a second. I knew they were wolfs here but I didn't expect it to be Paul. That means everyone else is too, god I can never do anything simple or normal for that matter. Wait who is my wolf?

"What colour are you?" I asked urgently taking a step towards him.

"Um…silver," he muttered so quietly I could barley hear him.

He's my wolf the one I dreamt of, my silver wolf, my friend and now well I guess he's my boyfriend. I really need to get a new hobby I just said a wolf was my 'friend' god that's screwed up but it is still true. Not a lot of people can say my boyfriends a werewolf. I didn't think before but the next thing I knew I had tackled him but of course he managed to stay up.

"Well that wasn't the reaction I thought I was going to get." He laughed hugging me tighter but wait isn't that kind of thing meant to be a secret?

"Wait Paul, why have you told me?" I asked confused, it seemed like a really big secret to just go telling everyone.

"Well…I've imprinted on you," he said even making me more confused.

"Imprinted?" I asked, what the heck is imprinting?

"It's like when a wolf finds his soul made they imprint. It's like love at first sight but the love they have for them is unconditional and all they want is to make them happy. They're the only thing keeping them on the earth not even gravity it's just them. It's stronger than love or anything to be honest. Um…you live to make them smile, laugh, do anything that would make them happy. Basically anything they need," He explained taking a seat on the rock.

"So…you imprinted on me?" I asked trying to make sure I had this right.

"Yeah…" he said quietly, I knew he was probably waiting for me to go into shock but I don't think that'll happen.

Paul imprinted on me. So…does like that change anything sure he was a werewolf but it wasn't like he would intentionally hurt me and my favourite animal is a wolf so I'm cool with the whole werewolf thing but the imprinting thing…I wasn't sure of. I hate people making decisions for me and even though I like, maybe even love Paul I still wanted it to me my decision. He didn't exactly make my decision though, he made it seem like he was a…human so I'd fall for him before I found out he was a werewolf. So in the end I'm fine with the imprinting thing because I decided to go on a date with him and I decided to be his girlfriend so I made my own decision.

"Can I see you?" I asked timidly, peeking up at him from behind my eyelashes.

"What?" he asked suddenly looking at me as if I was crazy.

"I want to see you as a wolf." I explained slowly and carefully watching as he debated with himself before sighing and walking into the forest.

Now that I know Paul's a werewolf who imprinted on me all I need to do is get my mom off my back about the family tradition crap and then tell them I have a boyfriend, great. I have only ever introduced one of my boyfriends and that was when I was fifteen, Jamie was probably the only serious relationship that actually meant something to me, we're still friends for which I'm glad.

I hadn't been thinking for long but before I knew it Paul a.k.a. my silver wolf walked out. I waited till he was beside me because I didn't know what he was truly capable of. I didn't know how strong he was or how he could be, I didn't know how fast he truly was and to be honest I really didn't know anything. I hadn't even heard anything about the Quileute legends before and Paul still had to tell me them. I was walking through the unknown, like looking at a door that you don't know holds behind because it can either be good or bad.

Paul had finally stopped and sat down at my side. I ran my hand throw the fur on his arm; it was just as soft as I had remembered. I looked up and noticed the sky was clearing, which meant the sun started to peep through the clouds shinning onto his fur making it glow.

I gently stroked his fur thinking of what I had to do to get my mom off my back. It didn't seem like a big deal to me, I mean not all of the females in my family wanted to be a doctor or lawyer but I guess they were all too damn scared to say anything.

As we sat there Paul was making purring noises, I knew he was enjoying himself and so was I. he really was just a big puppy, not scary at all. I don't know how long we sat there but it started to darken. It was nice to sit with Paul in wolf form not having to talk but just sit in comfortable silence for once.

Paul made it known that it was getting late and reluctantly pulled away from me. I watched as he ran deeper into the forest before coming back out half-naked a minute later. I always knew he had a body but knowing and seeing were 2 different things. He was perfect, nobody could deny he had a perfect body but I thought everything about him was perfect even his temper, maybe we really are soul mates.

We started to head back just talking about random things. Paul's secret didn't really change anything to me, I still felt the strong connection and plus the fact I was falling harder for him. I hoped to god my mom decided to go bitch about me to Brook or one of her friends because I really wasn't ready for her crap again.

"Do you want to come to a bonfire tonight and meet the rest of the pack?" he asked his eyes pleading me.

"I'd love to, give me 10 minutes!" I replied enthusiastically giving him a peck before running up the porch steps and into my house.

I ignored my mom's calls; I rushed up the stairs highly aware she was following me. Once I got to my bedroom I slammed the door and locked it behind me. I rushed to my wardrobe; I want to be casual because they were all probably half-naked. I pulled on a pair of print yellow skinny jeans, a black tank top; I pulled on a black batman print hoddie over the top and a pair of black converse. I took of my necklace and let my hair fall down.

I quickly unlocked my door and opened it to find my mom standing looking livid with her arms crossed. I smiled apologetically and tried to dodge her but she grabbed my arm forcing me to look at her.

"Mom I really don't have time for round three right now, Paul's waiting for me." I sighed tugging my arm out of her grasp.

"Silver if you respect me, you'll tell me where you're going?" she told me sternly, she was being absurd honestly she just pulled out the 'respect' card.

"I'm going to a bonfire." I said simply trying to get past her for the second time.

"With whom?" she asked she asked impatiently.

"My boyfriend and his friends," I said quickly using the time she was in shock to run past her.

I ran down the steps quickly waving to my dad who was standing in the door way of the kitchen with a bowl of soup in his hands. I ran out the front door and down the porch steps to find Paul casually leaning against the door of his truck.

"Get in before me mom come out!" I said urgently pushing him to his side of the truck.

I jumped in and closed the door behind me just as Paul was starting the engine. We pulled out just as my mom ran down the steps. You would think she'd be quicker than that, I mean she's a health freak and a doctor.

"Well…are you ready to meet the rest of the pack?"

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I hope everyone enjoyed and I'll post the next chapter tomorrow or the next day. Thanks to everyone who's reviewed and read!

Morgan!