Hey! I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while. I was out in the middle of nowhere for a week with crappy Wi-Fi. Here's the fourth chapter! I'll try and post the fifth one as soon as possible. Disclaimer: I only own Melody and her father.

Chapter 4

Melody's POV

I started school the Monday after the "Bella incident," as Dad called it. He dropped me off at the front office and promised to pick me up when school ended. Then he drove away and I was left alone. I couldn't help but think that if Seth or Jacob were with me, they would be making me laugh. I got my schedule and walked to my first class.

As expected, some people were staring at me. Scratch that, a lot of people were staring at me. I felt self-conscious and hid my face behind my curly brown hair. Dad had warned me that some people would be mean to me because of who my mother was. An outsider, someone without Quileute blood. I didn't know how well I would be treated here and I was a little scared. I didn't interact with many kids my age when I was in Russia so I'm not very good with my people skills. Kill me now.

"Melody!" someone shouted. I turned around and saw Jacob walking towards me. I grinned when I saw him.

"You're a life saver, you know that?" I said giving him a hug. He laughed and released me.

"I know. Where are you headed?" he asked, grabbing my schedule.

"Biology, hmm? I have that now, too. In fact, it looks like we have the exact same schedule."

"I swear, that office lady is amazing," I said in relief. Jacob grinned and took my arm.

"Come on, let's get to class. It's best not to be late to Mr. Smith's class," he said. I laughed as he practically dragged me to biology. The class was pretty empty, but was filling up fast. I gave the teacher my note and sat at a laboratory table next to Jacob near the back. He leaned towards me as I sat in my seat.

"How good are you at biology? Because I'm terrible," he whispered. I laughed.

"You have the honor of sitting next to the biology wizard. I hope you can keep up with me," I said. He bowed at me in his seat and I had to muffle my laughter so the teacher wouldn't hear me. A girl looked at me over her shoulder with a calculating expression. I gave her a small smile and she turned away from me. Jacob watched this exchange with surprise.

"Wow. Normally Sarah doesn't give anyone but her cronies and her boyfriend a second thought. You must be really special," he said.

"I'm not special. I'm just an ordinary girl from another country. It's not like I'm an alien," I said, a little annoyed. Jacob saw this and rubbed my shoulders.

"Don't worry. People here aren't normally aggressive. You should get along with them just fine." I shrugged under his hands and waited for class to begin.

Mr. Smith was surprised to find that I was ahead of the class by at least three units. Unsure of what to do with me, he had me grade papers from his other classes while he talked about cell structure. He would occasionally look at me to see how far I had progressed. When he passed out worksheets for the class to do, he had me go back to my seat and help Jacob with the work. Jacob was very happy with this arrangement and eagerly started asking questions on the work. All the while I could feel Sarah's eyes penetrating my skin. I stared at her once to see what she would do. She dropped her gaze after a minute and resumed her work.

The rest of the morning passed in a similar fashion. My teachers would quiz me on what I knew about their classes and would set me up with work to do until they figured out what to do with me. And in every single one of my classes there was always at least one person staring at me. The boy in geometry ogled my butt as I passed him before class started. His neighbor, who I assume was also his girlfriend, smacked his arm for staring at me. Then there was a girl in English who glared at my head all throughout class. I guess it was because Ms. Reese partnered me with Jacob for the classwork we were doing. Even I had to admit that Jacob was gorgeous.

I was glad when lunch came around. We had an hour for lunch and everyone in the school was squished in the small cafeteria. I saw some people sitting outside in the courtyard through the floor to ceiling windows. Jacob led me through the line and explained which foods were okay and which ones I wanted to avoid at all costs. I laughed when he pretended to gag at the chicken pot pie put on his plate by a cafeteria lady. After paying for our lunches we headed for the glass doors leading outside. Since we were sophomores we weren't technically allowed to be outside, but Jacob said no one cared who ate outside.

"Quil! Embry!" Jacob screamed. Said boys were sitting under a tree and had saved us two spots in the sunnier portion of shade. I asked to Jacob to hold my tray as I ran towards them. Halfway there I did a cartwheel and a back flip to finish. Embry applauded and Quil wolf whistled as I landed at their feet.

"Hey boys," I said, a little breathless. Embry laughed at me.

"Hello beautiful. How is your first day going?" he asked.

"Fabulous," I said, taking off my sweater. "If you don't count that my teachers have no idea what to do with me and everyone keeps staring at me. Oh by the way Jake," I looked to Jacob, "that girl who sits two rows behind us in English? I think she likes you."

"How can you tell?" Jacob asked, looking a little embarrassed. Quil and Embry were shaking with laughter.

"Maybe it's the adoring look she gave you when you walked in the room. Or the fact that she nearly burned a hole in my head with her glaring. I can't really tell," I said, pretending to think about it. Quil and Embry were now rolling around and Jacob was beet red.

"Aww, Jacob has an admirer," Quil said with tears in his eyes.

"Did she write you a love letter?" Embry asked, narrowly avoiding Jacob's fist.

"Shut up, you idiots," Jacob said. I laughed with Quil and Embry as Jake's face got redder by the minute. I picked up my tray and walked back inside to throw it away. I weaved my way through the tables to find the trashcan. I spotted it and walked purposefully towards it. Unfortunately for me, the girl from English saw me and backed away from her table causing my foot to connect with the leg of her chair. I could feel myself falling forward and closed my eyes. A pair of hands grabbed my waist just before I hit the ground.

"Are you okay?" said a deep voice. I opened my eyes and turned my head and saw Paul whatever-his-last-name-is. He helped me stand up and I nodded.

"Yeah. Thanks for catching me," I said. He nodded back.

"No problem. You're the new girl, right?" he asked. I bent down to pick up my trash and found him doing the same thing.

"How'd you guess?" I asked in a wry tone. He laughed.

"You have the palest face here. I'm Paul," he said, holding out his hand.

"Melody. And you informally met me when we were at Charlie Swan's house a few days ago," I said, shaking his hand. He pulled away, looking sheepish.

"I don't remember that," he said.

"I do. If my memory serves me right, you growled at me." I laughed as he turned red. "So you do remember me."

"It's not something I want to repeat," Paul said. He stared at me for a moment then looked away.

"I guess I'll see you around," I said, heading toward the glass doors. Paul grabbed my hand.

"Don't go please. Let me walk you to class," he said, a pleading look in his eyes. I felt a little uncomfortable a being stared at so intensely.

"I don't know Paul. . ."

"Melody!" Jacob, Quil, and Embry were making their way towards Paul and I. Their gazes turned hostile when they saw Paul with me.

"Come on. It's almost time for class," Jacob said. He glared at Paul.

"I've got to go, Paul. I'll see you around," I said. I gave Paul a soft smile and turned towards Embry, who gave me my backpack. I could feel Paul's eyes on me as Jacob put his arm around my shoulders. He led me towards the hall with a final glare at Paul. I smacked his arm as soon as we were out of earshot.

"You're really territorial, you know that?" He sighed in frustration.

"I know and I'm sorry. It's just that I don't trust Paul. Or his friend Jared."

"Or Sam Uley?" Jacob stared at me in surprise. "I figured if you don't like Paul or Jared then you wouldn't like Sam."

"Have you met Sam, Melody?" Jacob asked. I shrugged.

"Only once. He was at Charlie Swann's house the night Bella went missing. He helped me get her back to the house. He seemed a little surprised that I found Bella before he did," I said. Jake nodded and continued walking to our next class. I shook my head and followed him.

I will never understand boys.

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