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Scarlet POV

"Alright, Ladies. Hit the showers." Townsend said as we stopped practice for the day. Unfortunately the girl's varsity had practice at the same time as the boy's varsity. And take a wild guess as to who was on the boy's varsity team.

Paul Brunner and Jared Mastersin.

Cue eye roll. And not only did we have to have it at the same time, we also had it at 6:30 in the morning! Before school! It was the worst thing in the history of the world. And on top of that, we also did most of our drills with the boy's since we had to share the field.

I was walking to the lockers to shower when two people ran by and bumped both my shoulders in turn before turning to run backwards and laugh as I almost lost my balance and face planted on the concrete sidewalk if someone hadn't caught me in time. Paul and Jared still laughed as Leah Clearwater helped me balance. "Ignore them." She muttered as we walked to the lockers together. Leah was a senior this year and our team's goalie seeing as Harry was her dad.

"Yeah, I know I shouldn't let them get to me but they're so fucking annoying." I muttered back as we walked by the outside door to the boy's lockers where the boys were waiting as Townsend slowly made his way to unlock the door. It started to rain as Leah and I reached the girl's outside door where Coach Elliot was holding the door open for the girls since she had made a point to run ahead of the players to unlock our door. Even though she coached the boy's team, she knew that we wouldn't stop bitching until she unlocked it.

"Jesus Christ. That one came down fast." Emma, our right wing, chuckled as she got her stuff together to shower. The rain beat against the windows of the locker room.

I laughed with her as we walked to the individual showers. After getting out I got dressed, blow-dried my hair- like every girl in there- and straitened it just in case. "I see no reason why people straiten their hair." Leah said as she lounged on one of the benches in the locker room.

"Well, not all of us were born with silky raven locks, now were we, Leah?" I challenged as I put my straitener in my locker. Leah chuckled as we both left to our lockers.

"Your shirt is so true." She chuckled as she pushed the door open.

I looked down at my outfit for the day. Jeans, white converse, purple plaid hoodie and my "Love your haters, they're you biggest fans" tee. I shrugged. "It gets me through the day."

She laughed as we made our way to the other side of campus. "Hey, you wanna hangout tonight?" Leah and I are kind of close. Her dad was my soccer coach for most of my life after all.

I sighed and grimaced. "Can't. I'm baby sitting the Newton's eight and nine year olds tonight."

"Well, it doesn't sound that bad."

I sighed out of frustration but then snorted. "Yeah, well, while the Newton's are working, Mike just happens to get off work early every time and insists on me staying with him until his parents get home."

Leah quirked a brow as she leaned on the lockers next to mine. "Why?"

I shrugged as I put in my combination. "Because he says he gets lonely waiting all night until they get off that he wants company." We both scoffed at the concept. "But he really just wants me there so he can hit on me the whole night, in hopes of getting in my pants. So, once the kids are asleep, I wait outside with my stuff and when Mike pulls up, I hop in my car and get the hell away from him." Leah and I both laughed as the scene rolled through both of our heads.

"What's so funny?" Jake's head popped on my shoulder as he searched both my and Leah's faces.

Leah chuckled as she pushed off of the lockers. "Nothing really. See ya later, Scar. Let me know if you survive." She winked and walked off to her first class.

"Tell Sam I said, hi!" I yelled after her. She waved one hand but didn't turn to me. I turned and stared up at Jacob as he leaned one arm against the lockers to support himself. I actually had to crane my neck to look up to him. He had gotten really tall. "Is there a growth spurt going around that I should know about?" I questioned because Embry and Quil had been getting bigger too. And I hate to admit it, but Paul and Jared had been getting bigger too.

Jacob shrugged. "I dunno. This is about the time when growth spurts hit. Remember when Tommy Jenkins was shorter than you at the end of eighth grade but when summer was over he was like six-foot?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I guess you're right." I looked around us. "Hey, where are tweedledee and tweedledum?" I asked as I searched the crowd for our friends.

"Quil's sick and Em's making up a quiz for his debate class." He shrugged. I nodded as we made our way to History.

We took our seats in the back of class like usual. Two minutes later, Embry walked in. "Hey, man." Jacob greeted him. I nodded to him. Then the bell rang, signaling that class has started.

"Alright! Calm down people and let's get class started." Mr. Arroyo said, attempting to calm the rowdy bunch of teens. After he said that, the door to the class opened and in stepped… Sebastian?

I furrowed my brow. Holy shitake mushrooms! I totally forgot that he was transferring soon. It had been a little over a week since I last saw him. He walked calmly into class and handed Arroyo his slip. He read over it then turned to the class. "Everyone, this is Sebastian. He's just transferred in so be nice." He finished, eyeing Paul's group. "Sebastian, go take a seat in the back, next to Scarlet. Scarlet, please raise your hand." I didn't need to raise my hand because when his warm brown eyes landed on me, Sebastian broke out into a crooked grin and made his way to the only empty seat in the back.

He took his seat as Mr. Arroyo started his lecture on World War II. "Hey," Sebastian smiled as he whispered his greeting to me.

I couldn't help myself, okay? I cracked a huge smile. "Hi,"

"Now, who can tell me what the term that Hitler used as his "Lightning War" was? Extra credit if you can tell me how it worked." Mr. Arroyo asked our class. Everyone wriggled in their chairs and mumbled to their neighbor if they knew the answer. Well, of course no one knew. "Yes, Sebastian,"

I looked over to see Sebastian putting his hand down. "It was called Hitler's Blitzkrieg, or "Lightning War", in German. Hitler first chose a town where he bombed it then came in with tanks to clear it of buildings, then he had his foot soldiers come in after the tanks to clean up and finish the job." By the time he finished, the whole class was gaping at him. How the hell did he know that?

Even Arroyo was speechless. "Ah… Well- very good, Mr. Ivashkov." (A/N: Vampire Academy? Anyone? I couldn't help it! He reminds me of Adrian! XD It took Arroyo a minute to regain himself before continuing on with his lesson. I was still gaping at him for the next five minutes. After I got a hold of myself, I quietly tore a piece of paper from my notebook and scribbled a note on it.

How did you know that?

I scooted it to the edge of my desk so Sebastian could see it. He glanced over and read the note before scribbling in his notebook.

I'll explain after class.

I looked up from his surprisingly neat handwriting to his beautiful, soulful eyes and nodded. I was fidgeting the rest of class because I was so anxious to talk to him again. Once the bell rang, I was right next to his desk before he could even get his pencil in his messenger bag. "How the hell did you get that question?" I demanded with an amused and baffled smile.

He grinned and he threw his strap over his head and placed his bag against his side. "Well, if you must know," he started.

"I must." I insisted.

He smirked at me. "Well, I was actually held back last year, so I've already taken this class." We walked out of the class together and down the hallway.

"Really?"

He nodded and blushed slightly. "I'm actually sixteen." He admitted sheepishly.

That was actually a very interesting piece of information. But to change the subject, "So, what's your schedule?" He handed the folded paper to me. I grinned as I handed it back to him. "We have History, Spanish, P.E. and Chemistry together." He gave me a funny look as I said that last statement. "Oh, no! I didn't mean it like that!"

He held up a hand to silence me as he chuckled a rich sound. "No worries. I get it." Even with that reassurance, I couldn't help the blush that lit up my face. We walked to Spanish together and I stood with him as he introduced himself to the teacher. Sr. Martinez shooed him to the only seat left, which was in front of mine, and got on with our lesson, but Sebastian and I were too busy passing notes back and forth during his lecture. The entire time we were asking questions, like favorite bands, color, and other random shit.

When class was over we had to, unfortunately, split. Sebastian went to his class as Jacob and I met up with Embry to head to Algebra 1B. "I'm gonna guess that that kid was the one Kim was fawning over at the mall." Embry muttered bitterly.

"Who, Sebastian?" he gave me a look. I shrunk away with another blush. "Yeah. So, what?" I mumbled. Em shook his head and laughed.

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The day had passed surprisingly well. Sebastian and I had been seated together in each of our classes and he was now my lab partner for Chemistry. Paul and Jared had been glaring in my direction while Sebastian and I whispered back and forth as Mrs. Tulles droned on about Cations and Anions. Jake and Embry had ignored us for most of the class but we got a couple of laughs from them when we went to a certain subject.

I was sitting in the living room of the Newton's, putting my school stuff away, when my phone vibrated. I looked at it to check the text I had gotten. It was from Kim.

I saw you and Sebastian in the hall. What happened? I want details! :p

I smiled and text her back as I walked outside to wait for Mike to get back so I could leave.

Nothing. We were just talking. :3

It was seconds before she replied.

OMFG! Did he kiss you? Did he? Did he? Did he? :DD

*eye roll* No. We talked and that was it…

Bull shit! I want you to call me when you're home!

I rolled my eyes and got up from the porch when I saw mike's headlights come down the street. I drove home and lugged my things inside. Dad was sitting in his chair with his Vitamin D beer as he watched the Spurs play. He grunted in greeting as I went to the kitchen. Bella was there, cooking dinner… with Edward Cullen sitting at the breakfast nook. I quirked an eyebrow at her but didn't say anything. She only blushed as I put my things on the table. "So, were the Newton's good?" she asked.

I shrugged and hopped up on the counter. "Yeah, but I ran like a bat outta hell before Mike got there."

Bella sighed. "Why don't you like him? He's not that bad." She defended half-heartedly.

I gave her a look. "Bella. You have not been the one to baby-sit his younger sisters. Once they're in bed and he gets home, if I'm not already in my car, he's trying to charm his way into my pants." I whispered so Dad wouldn't hear us. "He's been that way with me since I turned thirteen. It seriously feels like you're the one hitting on me." Edward chuckled from his seat at the table, watching the scene of the bickering siblings unfold. I smiled in triumph. "See. He gets me." I jerked my thumb to him before hopping off the counter, grabbing my stuff and heading upstairs to change.

As I left the kitchen I heard Bella and Edward murmur back and forth. "Anything?" she asked.

"Nothing," was his answer.

I shrugged it off as I opened my door and flopped on my bed, throwing my backpack next to my desk. I shut the door with my foot and cranked up my ipod then made a call to Kim where she interrogated me endlessly about Sebastian.

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