"Slowly out of line/And drifting closer in your sights/So play it out, I'm wide awake/It's a scene about me/There's something in your way/And now someone is gonna pay/And if you can't get what you want/Well it's all because of me"

—You're Gonna go Far, Kid, The Offspring

Chapter 2

News Travels Fast On The Rez

Sam's POV

I had just fallen asleep when Paul woke me up. I hadn't slept in days, so Paul better have a good reason for waking me up.

"Paul, I swear, you better be dying right now," I growled, keeping my eyes closed.

"Nope," was his cocky reply.

I glared up at him. "I'm tired. What do you want?"

"There's a new girl on the rez. Well, she's moving in tomorrow."

"Why do I care?"

"Just thought you should know. She's living at Chaske's old place."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I can't believe Lydia has a kid either. That woman's a major bitch; her daughter must be worse."

"I remember her…um, Gia-something-or-other. She left right before I turned twelve."

"And you remember her?"

"It was only eleven years ago, dumbass."

"Someone's not in a good mood."

I glared.

"Right," he said, "Well, I'll just go find some food and leave. You can sleep now."

I rolled my eyes at him before falling asleep again.

When I woke, it felt as if I had only slept an hour. In reality, it had been about twenty-four hours. As always, though, Paul and Jared were scarfing down my food in the kitchen.

"Don't you ever go home to eat?" I snapped.

"Nope," they replied in unison.

"So, the Meraz girl gets here tonight," Jared said, looking at me expectantly.

"What's with the face, Jared?" I asked.

He shook his head. I slapped him upside it.

"What'd I do?" he whined.

"You're being a smartass," I said simply. "Kim won't like it."

"Oh, ha-ha. Very funny. You know, I'm so going to make fun of you when you imprint and she doesn't know you exist."

"Kim has no idea who you are because you won't talk to her," Paul muttered.

"I've talked to her!"

"When?"

"I…I have. I've talked to her…"

"Sure you have."

"Look, Paul—"

"Stop it, both of you," I ordered. "I'm going to patrol."

"Check out the Meraz girl for me?" Paul asked.

"In your dreams, Paul."

"You have to pass her house anyway."

I just sighed and walked out the house.

Patrol was boring, as usual. There were never any bloodsuckers around, aside from those filthy Cullens. Still, I ran up the mountains and then back down around the rez. I ran passed Chaske Meraz's old house just as a black truck pulled in front of it. I decided I should at least get a look at the new girl. For protection reasons, of course. I mean, I needed to know everyone on the rez to make sure they were alright. All a part of being Alpha of the pack.

After a minute or so, she jumped out the car. Well, jumped isn't exactly the right word. She sort of fell out. There was a big ass brace on her left leg, keeping it stiff as a board.

"Shit fucker," she muttered, grasping her leg.

I figured she was in pain.

She glanced up, and it was if everything around me stopped. In a split second, I noticed every small aspect about her. She wasn't tall, but she wasn't short either, standing at about five-foot-six-inches tall. I could just envision her fitting right in my arms, her head resting under my chin. Her black hair reached her lower back, and it fell like feathers around her dark russet-golden skin. Her green eyes were glazed over as she stared at the house. She was dressed in a pair of ripped and bleached jeans and a black and grey plaid shirt. A twisted copper ring fit on her right index finger. I could make out part of a tattoo on her collar bone.

A soft gust of wind blew her scent to me, also causing her long hair to blow in the wind like a Quileute goddess. She smelled of vanilla, coconut, and sweet apples.

Holy crap. I just imprinted. My soul mate was a girl whose name I didn't even know. Shit. Jared was going to love this.

~o0o~

"You imprinted on her?" Jared laughed.

I growled at him. "Shut up, Jared," I snarled.

"Dude, you don't even know her name!" He spoke between laughs.

"Shut up!"

I was shaking violently now, and my vision burned red with rage. How dare Jared make fun of my tormenting like this? I let out a low, feral growl, and bared my teeth at him. Jared, and even Paul, took a step back from me.

"Whoa, Sam, he's just messing with you," Paul said, trying to calm the situation.

Since when did Paul become the peacemaker? Something really had to be wrong if Paul was telling me to be calm; he had the worse temper out of all three of us.

"Yeah, man, I'm just messing with you," Jared stammered. "I mean, I feel for you. At least Kim knows my name, but you don't even know who this chick is."

Jared started laughing again, so I grabbed him and pinned him against the wall. He looked scared shitless.

"You think this is funny?" I growled. "You think it's funny that I don't even know her name? Because it's not funny, Jared! You know Kim's name at least! I know nothing about my angel…"

I let go of Jared as my own words sunk in. I really knew nothing about her, aside from the fact that her mother was bitch and her father was dead. I couldn't even remember her first name. All I knew was that she was beautiful, and she smelled heavenly. Fuck, I sounded like a freak.

"Hey, Sam, it'll be okay," Jared mumbled. "Just go talk to her tomorrow."

"Alright," I decided. "But you have to talk to Kim, too."

a/n- so there's chapter 2. how do you like it so far? r&r, por favor? _Jess