Tale I'm About To Tell

Disclaimer- I don't own Twilight

Summary- Paul has grown up in a different world away from Wolves, but not to far from Vampires. What happens when he suddenly meets Jacob and an imprint occurs? Paul is shoved into a world that is more complicated then before, especially when the past comes back to bite you. Slash. Rating will go eventually in later chapters.

A lot of people have been asking for a multi-chaptered Paul and Jacob fic, while you got one.

I've realised if I write short chapters I can write a lot more of them. So don't be expecting 5,000 word chapters. They're going to be short and I can write them before I go to bed or after school.

THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS, AND I AM GLAD PEOPLE ARE INTERESTED IN MY STORY. HOPEFULLY THIS CHAPTER WILL KEEP YOU INTRESTED. KEEP THE REVIEWS COMING.

Paul sat in his art classroom glaring out the window. The small white snowflakes were falling to the ground at an alarmingly fast pace. James and Victoria had taken Austin and Jason up to Canada for a hunting trip, which meant Paul was alone in his art class. His sketchbook had long ago been abandoned. Paul rubbed his hand over his arms trying to rid them of the goose bumps, shutting the sketchbook he stood up and went to find the teacher.

"Mrs. Burns may I go to my locker and get a sweater?" The art teacher glanced up from her own mixed media project and nodded her head.

"Don't take to long." Paul nodded and went out to the hallway, he walked toward his locker before changing his mind and headed in the direction of Austin's locker. Spinning the dial he opened the lock and pulled out the white zipper sweater and put it on before closing the locker and locked it. He walked the little distance to his own locker before opening it and grabbing his leather jacket and slipped it on. He shut the locker before heading back in the direction of the art classroom when he was grabbed and slammed into a wall. Lips descended on his and hands were running over his chest. Paul recovered from his shock and responded to the kiss, the other mouth begged for entrance and when he allowed it he bite down viciously on the tongue. The other body dejected itself away from his own, he could taste blood in his mouth he swallowed it and the blood in his stomach warmed his whole body.

"Son of a bi-" The others voice was muffled by the hand that was covering his mouth. Paul snarled and glared up at the tall Native American teen standing in front of him.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Do you just randomly attack people in the halls?" Paul could smell the blood coming from the Jacob's mouth, it was making him twitchy and panicky. Never in his life had Paul wanted another humans blood than he did in that very moment. Paul launched forward and his lips brutally attacked the shocked males mouth. Paul tongue pushed it's way into Jacob's mouth, the tongue searched every inch of Jacob's mouth, he swallowed back any of the blood he could reach. Without warning his bite down on Jacob's tongue again making the other yelp and try to pull away but Paul's soothed the bite mark while drinking any blood he could get. The two pulled back and Paul licked his lips, his insides felt like they were on fire.

"I gotta, uhh get back.. to art." With that Paul backed away headed to his art class, the minute he crossed the threshold of the classroom he let out a shaky breath and reclaimed his seat. The snow started falling more heavily.

"Students, the weather is becoming more violent and the roads are getting slippery. We will be dismissing all students when block three is over. All students are asked to go home and stay somewhere safe until the worst of the weather passes. School will not be in session tomorrow." The principals voice was drowned out by the cheers that were yelled throughout the school, even the teachers were cheering.

Paul shoved his sketchbook away into his bag before adding the pencil and eraser to the front pocket. The bell soon rang and everyone left the classroom, people went to their lockers and started packing up to go home. Paul spun the dial on his lock and opened it, he pulled the biology book out of his bag and placed it in the locker before closing the door. He went to go and leave but ran into a hard chest.

"Damnit." Paul rubbed his forehead before glancing at who he ran into. Grinning down at him was Jacob Black.

"What do you want?" Paul snapped, Jacob's smile flattered before disappearing all together. The Native swallowed.

"We need to talk." Paul scoffed at him before realising that the other really meant it. Paul shrugged his shoulders.

"Want to come over for some hot chocolate?" Jacob nodded and followed the other outside.

Paul pulled up in front of the house, he had been given Austin's car to use while the others were away, only minutes later Jacob pulled up next to him. Paul hurried up to the front porch to get out of the snow, Jacob followed him into the house.

Paul placed his bag down, took his boots off and his jacket off, he looked over to see Jacob had down the same. Heading into the kitchen Paul brought out the hot chocolate mix and boiled some water. When the hot chocolate was made the two headed into the living room and sat down staying silently as they drank the hot drink.

"So are we going to actually talk or just sit here in silence doing nothing?" Paul asked placing his cup on the dark wooded coffee table. Jacob placed his on the table as well before turning on the couch so that he was facing Paul.

"How you tell me your story, I'll tell you mine." Paul shifted slightly, before nodding in agreement.

This was basically a set up for the next chapter, which should be up later this weekend.

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