After the guy took a look at my car, he said he could have it fixed in an hour and they had a waiting run in the back with doughnuts and coffee. I walked into the room which had a pile of doughnuts next to a coffee machine on a table that had a small magazine pile on the opposite side; I grabbed a doughnut and sat in a chair. I was as I liked to call myself special and not in a bad way. Human food didn't taste bad to me, in fact I think my body still needs it sometimes I never really understood this ad neither did Carlisle he just assumed it was associated with the other weird things about me. Of course I still need blood but I can stay strong with food just not as strong.

When I was halfway finished with my doughnut that brat girl from the clearing walked into the waiting room, she glared at me and sat on the opposite side of the room and just stared at me.

"You got a problem," I asked her.

"Actually I do you bug me at the meeting you just stare at me like I'm some weirdo who shouldn't be there well guess what? Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I can't be as tough as a guy," she said with attitude.

"Well no one said I thought you weren't as tough as a guy maybe I was staring at you because I thought you were pretty," I shot back at her.

"What so you're lesbo?" She said accusingly.

"Um no have you never heard of just complementing someone because it's your honest opinion? Well you probably haven't if you have that kind of attitude about everything someone says or how they look at you." I say highly annoyed with this girl.

"You really think I'm pretty?" she asks sounding confused and like she didn't hear all of my comment.

"Well I did until you flipped out on me."

"Oh I'm sorry I'm having a bad day. Kind of more like a bad month," she says sadly.

"What do you mean?" I asked because something about her reminds me of myself.

"I mean it's hard to be the only girl wolf and it doesn't help that everyone can hear my thoughts when I'm in wolf form and it's just stressful," she says genuinely.

"Well I know what you mean I mean not about the wolf thing but to feel alone I know what you mean," I retort

"How can you feel lonely you live in a house with a whole bunch of people," she says bitterly.

"Just because there are people around doesn't mean they understand you or want to understand you." I say getting irritated that she thinks I can't have problems.

"Well then I guess we are both just in a mess," she says simply.

I stare at her for a long moment and ask, "Why are you here?"

She then gets defensive again and asks in a harsh voice "What do you mean?"

"I mean why are you here, what happened to your car?" I say slowly.

"Oh sorry, my car got hit he said it would be a while…" she says

"Ok gotcha, hey what your name?" I ask curiously.

"Leah Clearwater." She replies slowly.

Then the repair man walks in and tells me my car's done and ready to go.

"Ok then leah you seem like you need a pick me up, want to go to the mall with me?"

She looked at me like I was crazy "Why would I go to the mall with you? We just met and you're the enemy"

"Oh you make it sound like we didn't just have a stranger heart to heart that only happens in movies! What you don't like clichés?" I ask simply

"No I just want to make sure you aren't going to take me to some abandoned mall next to an uninhabited area where will then have a picnic with tea that you spiked and I get loopy and you bite me and I die a slow painful death!"

I stare at her for a few minutes "I can insure you I would never bring tea to a picnic that is just nonsense."

Leah then stares at me for a few minutes and says, "This could be the beginning of a beautiful friendship."

Shopping with Leah actually turned out to be a very fun thing she had a way better sense of human than I expected and I actually laughed so hard pop came out of my nose which didn't hurt but it's still weird. I like being with Leah, we have a lot more things in common than me and Angela do. Leah also told me more about why she's so mad all the time I feel bad that all those bad things happened to her with that Sam and Emily business but I feel like she really should forgive Emily, it wasn't her fault. Although all through that time she was opening up to me I couldn't get the confidence to tell her my story, the things that make me the way I am. She probably thinks I'm crazy and that I made her tell me all that stuff so I could use it against her but I'm not, I just need to know there was someone else like me out there. Even though I know that now I still don't think I'm ready to open up.