AN: Hey, readers. Sorry that I couldn't update on Friday like I promised, but I couldn't decide where to end the chapter at. Here is the biggest shock that I've come across about this story. This is the first time I've done Onyx's POV, and this is the longest chapter from this story yet! Seven and a half pages long. And, I know I'm thinking a little too far in the future, but what about a sequel for Onyx and Jacob? Maybe, maybe not. Oh, and by the way, I'm just gonna take the poll down. I can already tell I don't need to cut this story short. Oh, and by the way, Some of the character's pictures are on the profile. =) Thank y'all for reading this and reviewing, and people who add my story but don't review... Please, review! Y'all can give me suggestions if y'all want to. Okay, without further ado, here is Chapter 11!
Disclaimer: I don't own the Cullens or the Pack. The rest of the characters are mine, along with the plot.
(Onyx POV) 11. Stalker Werewolves
"I don't even have a clue," I mumbled, shocked. It was true. Usually, my mind-reading would pick up on something's—or someone's—thoughts fairly easy. However, it was like Jacob's thoughts were nonexistent; I tried nearly every angle before giving up and moving on to his friends' thoughts. And the pull I felt towards him? Unimaginable.
"And what was with that creepy staring going on?" Eb asked. "Freaky."
"Yeah," I murmured. "Freaky, indeed." I smiled at a very vivid thought of the sexy shape-shifter known as Jacob Black, but I was interrupted when Edward cleared his throat awkwardly. "Sorry."
"Oooh... Does my little Wolf-Girl have a crush?" Eb sweetly mocked. "Onyx and Jacob, sitting in a tree: K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"
"Shut it, E. I just want to know what was up with him," I grumbled.
"I would tell you, Onyx," Edward voiced, "but it really isn't my story to tell. Talk to the mutt." With that he and Ebony made their way to the car. He opened the door for her and shut it softly, strolling around to take the driver's seat. A spike of envy rose up in my mind at the two of them together, but I quickly pushed it aside. I would find my love, I'm positive of it.
Heading to my car, I was surprised by the strong smell of the werewolf, Jacob, teasing my nose. I inhaled deeply, trying to identify the delicious perfume. Sea cotton with freshly-cut grass and a hint of cinnamon, I decided with satisfaction. Or is that jasmine?
Wait! What am I doing? I don't even know him, and suddenly I'm trying to tell whether the scent has jasmine or freakin' CINNAMON? Get a grip, Onyx! I mentally scolded myself as I eased into the car.
Revving the engine, I followed Edward out onto the main road. I lost him in a matter of seconds, with him traveling a few dozen miles over the speed limit. Turning on the radio, I sang along to Katy Perry as I cruised to school. I arrived a good twenty minutes before the first bell could ring, so I watched my sister and Edward exit the car. Eyes were attached to them when they held hands, and I forced a growl down my throat at the disgusting thoughts of the children I call my colleagues.
Look at her! Only here a day and she already has a Cullen wrapped around her little finger! Melanie, one of Kyra's cronies, hissed in her mind.
I can't believe it! That little tramp stole my Edward! I will make her life a living Hell! Kyra snarled in her head.
She's probably just with him for a quick screw. He'll come running back to me soon, another jealous girl sneered.
I thought the Cullen was gay. Damn, I guess he's off the market, a secretly gay boy groaned in his thoughts. I snickered at Edward's expression when he caught that.
Lucky bastard. He can have any girl he wants, and he takes to the new girl like a cat does to milk, Matthew growled. She will be mine. I don't care what it takes.
I shuddered at the intensity leaking through his thoughts, so I tuned out the other thoughts and listened to his more closely.
She's just dating him to make me jealous. She'll come crawling to me soon. I know she will. The smug grin thrown at them had my skin crawling, and I'm glad that Ebony couldn't hear the foul thoughts racing through his head. If she could, he'd be in a hospital bed before the day was over.
When they finally entered the building, I left my car and walked up to my English class. The stares were still intense, but since it was only our second day, it was expected. I slid inside Mrs. Carter's English classroom, smiling briefly at her before taking my seat. It was still a good five minutes before the late bell rung, so I turned to the nearest person in my area, a petite girl with honey-blonde hair and hazel eyes.
"Hi, I'm Onyx," I whispered to her. Her eyes flicked up to my face before she set her book, Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, down on the table.
"I'm Diamond," she said politely, her hand twitching to grab the book. What does she want, some homework done? That's all the popular people ask for from me. Diamond, could you do this? Oh, could you finish my Biology? People always take but never give.
I raised an eyebrow before speaking, "I was wondering if you'd like to hang out with me after school? Maybe go to First Beach?" I gave her an innocent smile before leaning back in my chair, waiting for her answer.
"Uh, sure," she mumbled. "We can talk about this at lunch, since you have 4th period Lunch, right?" I said sure before pretending to pull out a book and read. She turned back to the story in her hands hastily, shaking her head in wonder. This is the first time someone's actually being nice.
I smiled, victorious. Then the teacher called the class to attention before beginning her discussion.
This is going to be fun, I thought with a grin.
After class I spotted her halfway down the hallway. "Diamond!" I shouted, trotting to catch up with her. She stopped and turned, smiling slightly when she saw me approach her.
However, I was suddenly stopped by two girls. Both had long, fiery red hair flowing down their backs and vibrant green eyes. They barely came to my chin in height, and I'm only 5'6. Their outfits were clearly designer knock-offs, from their cheap Jimmy Choos to their fake Gucci. The one on the left popped her gum irritatingly in her mouth while the one on the right spoke in a high voice.
"Like, why are you so loud?" she asked stupidly.
"Yeah, like, don't you know to be, like, quiet in the hallways?" the gum-popper sneered. "And why are you, like, trying to make friends with a mouse?"
"She's, like, sooo not worth your time, like, seriously," the first one added.
"You should totally come hang with us, like, totally," the cud-chewing cow said to me before turning to her sister. "Isn't that, like, such a good idea?"
"Yeah, like, totally! We could, like, go shopping, and have sleep-overs, and paint each other's—" I cut off her sister before she could further her ideas.
"I'm sorry, what are your names?" I questioned.
"I'm, like, Cierra," the gum-popper, A.K.A Cierra, replied. "This is, like, my twin, Christiana." She gestured to the first one who spoke.
"Okay, Christiana and Cierra. Y'all don't even know me, so I don't know why y'all are even talking to me. Don't try to be my friend just because my dad's rich; I despise people like that. You know, that's actually why I want Diamond to be my friend, because she has a good heart. So, if you don't mind, I'll be leaving now." Only then did I realize that we'd gathered the attention of the entire freshmen population. I coolly swerved around the flabbergasted twins and looped my arm through Diamond's. "Shall we head on to class, Miss Diamond?"
"Why, yes, Miss Whitelock. We shall," she said in a cheesy Southern accent. We giggled like two best friends and advanced to the next class, smiling like we had all the time in the world.
The rest of the day passed uneventfully, and soon it was time for Diamond and me to head to the beach. Unfortunately, we were having a hard time deciding whose car to take.
"For the last time, Diamond, we are taking my freakin' car!" I growled, frustrated.
"And for the last time, Onyx, we're taking mine!" she hissed.
"Are either of you old enough to drive?" Ebony replied, coming up behind me with Edward in tow.
"Well, if you put it like that..." I mumbled, trailing off. "Okay, who looks older, me or her?" Diamond smiled a bright smile, and I mimicked her.
"Sorry, Diamond, but Onyx looks older," Edward put in. "So how about you take your car home while Onyx follows, and then Onyx drives you both down to La Push?"
"I guess..." Diamond conceded, pouting and stomping off to her car. She threw herself in and waited for me to go to mine.
"So, you made a new friend?" Ebony asked, quirking her eyebrow up.
"Yep," I said, rolling my eyes. "I can make friends if I want to."
"Just be careful with those wolves down there, please?" she begged. "I don't want to lose you too."
"Okay, mom," I replied sarcastically. She flinched, so I softened my tone and apologized. "Sorry, Eb. I'll be careful."
"See you later, Onyx." And with that, she stalked off to Edward's car, leaning against it while she waited for him to come over.
You know, she's still really sensitive about her mom, Onyx. That was a low blow. Edward's thoughts trickled into my mind, and I sighed heavily.
Yeah, I know. I'm still healing too. I glanced at his sympathetic face once more before heading to my own car, refusing to look back.
Once we dropped off Diamond's car at her house, we sped off towards La Push. While I was driving, I tried to get to know my new friend. "So, what do you like to do for fun?"
"Um, swimming is fun; oh, and painting is fun too," she said absently, staring out the window.
"Have you ever bungy-jumped?" I quizzed.
"Heavens, no!" she gasped, widening her eyes at me. "Why would I do that?"
"Girl, you haven't lived until you do that, or something equally as exciting," I laughed.
"And besides, I don't think my parents would like me doing stuff like that," she mumbled, blushing slightly.
"Why?" I wondered, raising an eyebrow.
"Um, I'm supposed to be 'the perfect child' in their eyes, since my brother is supposedly 'wasting his life'." I wish she wouldn't make me talk about this; it's too hard right now.
Quickly, I changed the subject, "So, what's your favorite book?"
"I don't know; I've read too many to count," she admitted, blushing a bright red. "But my favorite series is the Fallen series."
"What's that about?" I've never heard of this series before.
"It's about this girl who reincarnates every sixteen years to stay with a fallen angel. But this is her last reincarnation, so other angels have been trying to kill her," Diamond casually said.
"Oh. Could I borrow the first book, please? I've been running out of reading material, and I can't go to the bookshop until Sunday," I explained.
"Sure, as long as you don't damage it," she replied. "Hey, look! We're here."
Sure enough, we already drove through La Push and were coming up on the beach. Finding a parking space, I turned the car off and popped the trunk. I grimaced when I realized I didn't even bring a bathing suit or any food. "Hey, Dy. I forgot something in my car. Why don't you find a spot on the beach and I'll meet you there?"
"Okay..." she answered, slightly suspicious. "Find me."
I waited until I saw her walk down the beach before slamming the hood of my car. Snaking into the woods and traveling to a small clearing, I harnessed the energy around me and slowly breathed it in, almost marinating myself within it. I could feel every living creature within a ten-mile radius of me, curiously studying me either from up close or afar. What was odd, though, was that I could actually hear thoughts coming from five animals, more precisely wolves.
(Embry, Quil, Paul, Jared, Jacob)
Jake, what the hell is she doing?
Is her skin glowing?
Freak.
You're one to talk, Paul.
She's beautiful. That one stood out the most, whether it was from the comment or just because it was louder than the others, I couldn't tell. I glanced in the direction of the thought and smiled brightly, illuminating my face. I wandered closer in the direction of the voices, impertinent.
"Do you know that I can understand animals because I shape-shift into them?" I spoke to no one in particular. "I can also hear thoughts, you wolves quite clearly."
Shit, man.
She can hear us?
Of course you had to do it on a freak.
Shut up, Paul.
I need you to do two things, Paul. Shut. Up.
One by one they came out into the light, the chocolate-colored wolf and the gray wolf with black spots hiding their tails between their legs. The silver one had its ears pressed back against his head, bearing his teeth slightly in a snarl. The brown wolf merely looked interested, his head at a forty-five degree angle. My favorite, though, was the rusty brown wolf.
His tongue rolled out the side of his mouth in a wolfish grin, and he wagged his tail like Sasha. He leaned back in a crouch, his belly on the ground and butt up in the air. I giggled at his playful antics before kneeling down on the ground and scratching him behind his ear. His eyes widened before he yipped a happy bark. Oh my god, this feels soooo good.
Get a room, Jacob!
Ditto.
That's disgusting.
Just wait until you imprint, Paul.
"Good god. Are y'all always like this? And what's imprinting?" I quizzed.
I'll tell you later, Onyx.
Huffing, I told Jake, "Can you change back for a second? I'm getting a little weak by hearing all of your thoughts like this."
Sure. Jake disappeared in the bushes first, followed by the first two, then the brown one, and lastly the silver wolf. As one, they blended out from the trees into the bright clearing, Jacob in front of them all. His tanned skin glistened in the sunlight, and his eight-pack rippled. Wait, an eight-pack? Oh my god, it's two...four...six...eight! It's an eight-pack! He is so friggin' hot!
"Why, thank you," he said, smirking. My eyes widened when I realized I said all of that out loud, and the guys began to snicker at my shocked expression.
"I didn't—err...I mean—um... Oh, screw it," I sighed in defeat. The pack roared with laughter, and Embry fell on to the ground, holding his sides. "Jacob, I'll talk to you later, okay? I've got to go home and get my swimsuit."
Before I could turn around, he was in front of me, his arm coiling around my waist. My eyes met his angrily, but before I could utter a word, his lips were on mine. For a few seconds, I let myself feel him without a thought in my mind: the intense heat radiating off his skin, his soft lips molding with mine, and his hands rubbing small circles on my lower back.
A throat cleared behind him, but I was too dazed to respond. Fortunately, I didn't have to. Jacob pulled away slightly, letting me breathe. I had to flash to the other side of the clearing to get my barings in order. The guys, including Jacob, gaped at me with their mouths hanging wide open.
"What?" I asked, feeling self-conscious.
"How did you do that?" Jared wondered.
"Do what?" I was getting a little annoyed.
"Get to the other side like that," Quil clarified.
"Oh. Well, my mother was a vampire," I began. Growls erupted from the pack, but I rolled my eyes before continuing. "Before she was murdered, she gave Ebony and me strength, speed, and immortality, along with a few powers. Basically, we're half-vampires."
"I knew there was something odd about you and your sister," four ominous voices drifted from the trees behind me.
I spun around to confront them, and my heart nearly stopped beating at the sight.