Hi,

I can't be bothered to write a long A.N today, so here you are. I have already said all I needed to in my "Smack Bam" A.N.

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Chapter 3: Do I know her?

I'm a young one stuck in the thoughts of an old one's head,

While all the others are just stirring away,

I'm trying to trick myself to fall asleep again

(Fall Out Boy-W.A.M.S)

I had almost forgotten what these old school halls looked like. Almost. It was mostly the same, old plastic floor, off-white peeling wallpaper, and musty smell, apart from maybe a few new posters on the walls, and more school bags in the corners. Everything here seemed so small, especially with my new height.

Nobody was here, as like always, I was fashionably late, and everyone else had gone to lessons.

I strode down the narrow corridor to my first lesson, chemistry. I knocked on door, and entered into the busy classroom.

I nearly laughed at the reactions that my presence and new appearance gave people. I had cut my hair into an army-style one, for convenience. My new muscles were very prominent with the polo shirt I was wearing, and my height...well, it was hard not to notice how tall I now was.

The majority of the class gasped, I think even the teacher gasped, but most of the girls drooled. These were the reactions I was expecting to get. I did a brief check of girls in the room.

Ok, clear shores ahead. I wasn't doing any imprinting today.

"Mr. Niagara, nice to see you in school again. Take a seat" the teacher welcomed, when she had recovered from shock.

I grunted in reply, and I took my seat, and slumped over my desk for the rest of the lesson.

It was like that for a few lessons afterwards, but then came the lesson that changed my life, history.

I was a few minutes early, but I did my usual check of the classroom before I came in, and luckily, there wasn't any soul-mate in this class for me.

I, once again, slumped over my desk, and sat still, waiting for the lesson to begin, keeping my eyes on the dusty floor. When was the last time they let a cleaner in here? Seriously, someone could catch something from this room.

Soon, the rest of the class piled in. Someone came and sat in the seat next to me. A girl, I think, but I didn't look up. What was the point of it anyway? All the girls here stared or salivated over me. No thanks, but I was a bit bored with that today. Besides, I knew for a fact, there were no fit girls in this class, so I ignored her. She did have a nice scent, though. Sort of like flowers in the rain. Hmmm...

Oh great! Apparently we were going to have to do a project in partners. I wasn't allowed to talk to anyone. Maybe I can get my partner to do it for me?

I listened to who I was partnered with, to see if I knew them. I was with a... Kim. Kim Hara. I didn't know Kim, but the girl next to me tensed up when she heard my group. So she was Kim? I'd never seen her before. I wasn't really looking at her face, but I'd never heard the name "Kim" mentioned in the school. I didn't have any other classes with her then. She had a nice name, and a nice smell. I wonder if her face was as nice. No, I could feel her eyes on me. I didn't really want to look at her if she was staring at me. That would just be awkward.

The school bell rang the end of the lesson, and the class packed away their things.

"Um, Jared?" the little Kim person squeaked to me, in a voice that was surprisingly sweet and tuneful, although it was almost whispered, and it sounded beautiful saying my name, like velvet. When I say she was small, I mean really small, especially compared to everyone else in the class. What was she? Four foot six?

"Hmmm" I answered, looking at my feet.

"Err...I'm Kim, your project partner, and I wondering if you would cometomyhouselatertoworkontheproject?" She rambled, in a rushed, speedy voice, then proceeded to shove a small scrap of paper at me. It seemed that she was nervous. I didn't blame her; sometimes I intimidated myself with my height.

"Err, sure" I replied. I wasn't sure, but it seemed like she wanted me to go to her house to work on the project tonight. Mum wouldn't mind, especially if it was for school purposes.

"I'll be there around 5, Okay?" I asked, to ensure the time.

"EEP!" Kim squealed. What was her problem? She goes from being nervous to being excited. Weird girl.

"What?"

"Err...I mean...okay" she translated. I lifted my head to look her in the eye, but this time, she was the one avoiding my eyes.

I decided she was shy, so I didn't make an effort to look at her anyway.

I wasn't looking forward to the work I was going to have to do, but for some reason, I was excited to be going and seeing Kim's house.

Hey there, folks.

I hope you are enjoying Jared's side of this story. I appreciate the reviews. I'm sorry I couldn't post in sooner, my internet shut off, so I'm trying to write quite long chapters on purpose to make up for it.

Thanks for reading, I'm really grateful that some people actually read my stories, because I'm very self-critical, and personally I think that they are plain. I should really do something with them.

Guys, if you haven't read my Kim P.O.V alongside this, then it is on my list of stories I have written, alongside a rubbish one about Edward.

Lots of love,

Deany-Bob101