Author's Note: Hi, I'm really surprised people liked this story even though I wrote it 'cause I was bored. Amazing how things turn out. I'd like to point out that I won't be updating this as much until I get my other story finished. Enjoy!

Imprinting Is Like Getting Punched In The Face

I was tired. I had homework up to my neck, which is saying something. I was trying to keep tabs on Chloe and running my shift with Danny (A.k.a the biggest prick in the pack and who happens to be a grade below me). This wolf stuff was running me dry to say the least and you want to know the sick part, I liked it.

I liked being a freaking bodybuilder and worrying about my soul mate. I like running around looking for vampires and wrestling with Danny when he ticked me off. And I felt like I belonged with the pack. The sense of family that you get is amazing, but the lack of privacy is a killer. You wouldn't believe how many times I've gotten teased just because I was caught daydreaming about Chloe.

Speaking of imprints, did you know that I was the only pack member with an imprint (Besides Uncle Jake 'cause he's old). Yeah, that's right, be jealous Danny. I've found my soul mate so I'm set for the rest of my life. What do you got? Nothing!

Anyway, things are going smooth with Chloe, I mean if you count that we're still best friends and she keeps asking me if I take steroids. Besides that, everything is peachy. We go to school together, hang out after her volleyball practice, do our homework( kind of, sometimes the TV comes first) then I leave for my shift and only get five hours sleep, repeat that over and over.

Three weeks of school had gone by and that means Chloe's first volleyball game is coming up. I am going to be sitting with her family and my mom. Dad has to work that day so no popcorn for him. Since I couldn't play sports (being a werewolf gives you advantage over everyone so Uncle Jake doesn't let anyone play sports), my family supports Chloe every year. Yup, that going to be the highlight of my week……..Jeez, I need a new hobby.

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I almost dropped my lunch tray when I seen Danny sitting at Chloe and mine's table. He had already finished eating so he was just sitting there all happy like, smiling at me like he wasn't doing anything wrong. The prick.

"What are you doing?" I hissed, glancing around to make sure Chloe hadn't seen Danny at our table. She was bickering with the lunch lady about the amount of food she got so I was okay if I needed to beat up Danny.

"God! Are you blind? I'm sitting here, happily enjoying my lunch. What went up your butt?" Danny said, smirking at me. I slammed my tray down and plopped down beside him so I could hurt him easier.

"You never sit over here. So what are you planning? I swear, if you do something to ruin my friendship with Chloe I'll rip off your-"

"Oh, hey Danny. Are you sitting with us today?" Chloe asked, sitting across from us. She didn't even seem concerned that she was losing alone time with me and here I was about to go into a death match just to get it. The irony.

"Just thought I'd sit with my man, Ian (Yes that would be me, sadly. I think mom was just so out of it while naming me. To bad dad didn't stop her from doing it). I mean, we hang out all the time so I thought we could hang out at school too," Danny exclaimed, giving her a sweet smile. I felt heat crawl up my back.

"Really? I didn't know you two were friends. I guess that would be good for Ian," she replied, but I seen her eyes. I could tell she was jealous that I had another "friend". I suppose this is new for her since she's never had to compete for my attention.

"Yeah, we've became great friends fast. Funny how that happens," Danny kept on going. I could tell he wanted to dig the knife in deep. I glared over at him.

"Well, it was nice talking to you, but I just remembered that I have to do some research in the library. See you guys," then Chloe just walked off. I watched her go until she was out the door.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I snapped, my fists clenching at my sides. He shrugged innocently and took my apple off of my tray. I made some kind of growling sound in the back of my throat.

"I think she should know that you actually have friends, you know, besides her. She needs to know that she can't hog you," he said, munching on my food. I wasn't even hungry anymore. "What does she think you've been doing at night anyway? Playing board games with your parents?"

"Surprisingly, I can see your point, but you didn't have to rub it in her face," I stated. I got up, leaving my tray so he could eat the rest, kicked his chair leg and strolled off after Chloe. I followed her scent to the gym and found her spiking volleyballs at the wall.

"Having fun?" I asked, coming up behind her. She jumped then seeing it was me; hit a ball at my head. I dodged it easily and hurried and took cover under the bleachers. Chloe, surprisingly, didn't hit anymore at me, but waited for me to come out.

I poked my head out then went over to her when I seen she didn't have bullet to shoot at me. She stared at me for a moment then sat down on the gym floor. I followed her lead and sat about two feet away.

"Are you upset?" I asked, leaning away from her warily. She sighed and leaned back on her hands.

"Maybe. It doesn't matter though. If you what to hang out with Danny, all you have to do is tell me. I don't mind giving up an evening with you," Chloe exclaimed, giving me a small grin. I snorted.

"Danny isn't really my friend. He was just being a prick to you," I said. Chloe just stared at me for a second. Then she got angry. Volleyballs went flying everywhere. After her steam ran out, she made me pick the balls too.

"Boys are just too stupid to tell you anything at the right time," she grumbled, walking beside me to my locker. I was grinning though. She must really like me to be so worked up over this. There was hope in the distance…..The far distance, but I'm not picky.

It was Friday night which meet it was time for mom to get her foam finger out and for me to spend the whole game next to Annie( A.k.a Chloe's little nine year old sister), far, far away from mom while she cheered.

People milled up in the stands before the La Push's team had started to warm up. I spotted some of the members of the pack walking around so I ducked me head behind Annie. She just giggled and told me that I needed to sit up straight or I wouldn't be able to see. These kids these days are just too smart for me, I mean really (Insert eye roll here).

Music started to play and our team ran out, ready to warm up for the game. Forks and La Push always play the first volleyball game against each other since the schools were so close. It was like a tradition, kind of like mom's foam finger I see waving in the air.

"There she is! She's waving at us, Ian!" Annie yelled in my ear. Bad time to have super hearing, I tell you. Chloe grinned up at us in the stands and hurried over set up her team (Definition of setter- The setter on the volleyball court is normally the smallest one on the team. Their job is to get the ball to the taller people so they can spike it over the net).

I have to tell you, last year when I came to these games, I never ever looked at Chloe's body in her little shorty-shorts because she was my best friend and that was sick back then and I was to busy staring at this one senior's butt. But now that I was paying attention to Chloe and only Chloe, I could really tell I've been missing out.

The game went by quickly. Forks was winning by three and was about to get the game ending point when Danny popped up behind me, tapped me on the shoulder, and told me we had a meeting at Sam's (A.k.a Former Alpha of pack).

"No! Ian has to stay or Chloe will hurt him. She was going to get pizza for the two of you to share after the game," Annie injected into our conversation. I had to love Annie's big mouth right then, even though I didn't enjoy hearing that the love of my life was going to kill me if I left her volleyball game. My skin crawled at the thought, but my stomach was all fuzzy with happiness. Pretty creepy combination.

"Well, you heard her, I can't leave. Sorry and I turned back to the game. Danny mumbled something that sounded like a few cuss words for me.

"I'll stay too then. Hope you don't mind if I stare at your imprint's butt too. Pack members must learn how to share," Danny said, grinning, his eyes following Chloe now. I didn't reply, but simply pushed him away from me.

Annie gasped and covered her mouth. "You look at Chloe's butt. I'm gonna tell her," she cried out and ran down the bleachers to get to Chloe before I could. I didn't have time to kill Danny since I was sprinting after the little girl, but I was going to the first chance I got. Luck was against me since the game ended which let Annie run onto the court to her sister. Chloe leaned down and let her sister whisper my sin into her ear.

I was so dead. That fuzzy feeling was long gone and now all I felt was this hollow feeling in my stomach. I stood at the of the court and waited for Chloe to go all ninja on me, but she simply walked over to me.

"I'm guessing you enjoyed the game then, right?" Chloe said, standing in front of me in all of her goddess beauty. I swallowed nervously and kept quiet. "I hope you did since I've been body shaping exercises. They'd have better paid off too," she exclaimed.

"Huh?"

One of the other volleyball girls that was standing near us rolled her eyes. "It's a compliment if a guy stares at you the whole game. Jeez, Chloe, where'd you find him at, he's brain dead. I'd trade him in and get another boyfriend if I was you," the girl said and walked off with her family.

I blushed, but Chloe was completely cool about the whole thing. She just smiled at me and led me off the court. We went over to our parents. Mom had decided to get a ride home with the Sanders (A.k.a Chloe's family) so the two of us could go get our pizza. Thank goodness, Annie was going with her parents 'cause I don't think I could be around her right now, the little snitch.

Chloe slipped a pair of sweatpants over her shorts and put on her volleyball sweatshirt. I followed her out of the gym, but not before, I looked up into the stands to see Danny giving me the thumbs up. I don't think I was going to kill him after all.

I drove us to the new Pizza Hut that Forks had gotten last year and followed Chloe in like I was on a leash, which was somewhat true. She got a booth and sat across from me. We looked down at the menu and decided on what we wanted.

A waiter came, got our order and went back into the kitchen to get our three pizzas. "When did you start eating so much? I used to eat more than you," Chloe exclaimed, eyeing me up and down like she always does before telling me to lay off the steroids. "You know, you've changed a lot over the summer. You were shorter, no muscles, ate less, you didn't do that staring thing," she listed.

"Staring thing?" I asked. I wasn't even going to bother with denying anything else she said. It was all true. My ego was hurt that she would even bring up the time of my less coolness.

"Yeah, since the first day of school, you stared at me a lot like you've never seen me before. It's kind of….awesome," Chloe answered, fiddling with her straw in her drink. I remained cool and clueless while she spoke of my goddess gazing moments while on the inside I was freaking out. She wasn't supposed to notice me staring.

I hurried and changed the subject. We talked about the game. Chloe had lots to talk about on that subject. She gave me a play by play of all the best moments of the game. Personally, I didn't remember any of the things she mentioned. I should pay more attention next time instead of staring at her-

"Here's your food. Let me know if you need anything else," and the waiter set all of our food on the table. I didn't bother with plates and just ate it off of the pan that the pizza was on. Chloe, on the other hand, took two slices of cheese pizza, scrapped all of the toppings off then started shoveling food into her mouth too.

After she was gone eating, I reached over like any other time to grab her toppings when my hand knocked over her drink. Her ice tea went all over her. I tried to get her napkins to clean it up, but me being the biggest dork in the history of werewolves, knocked my drink on her too.

Normally, a girl would get up and go to the bathroom to clean up, right? Not Chloe. She sat there and watched me make a fool of myself while trying to help her. She just laughed and laughed. Me, on the other hand, was blushing and stuttering all over the place. Just call me Mr. Smooth.

"Okay, I think that's enough disaster for one night. Come on, you clumsy thing," Chloe said, threw down the money for the food, grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the booth before I complain about her paying.

Chloe acted all normal on the way to her house. She didn't seem upset that I spilled two drinks on her. Can you talk about a perfect imprint?

"Do you want to go to the movies tomorrow?" she asked when I pulled into her gravel driveway. I noticed Annie peeking out of the window, waiting to tell more tales on me to her sister. Well, no need for that Annie, I've already taken care of destroying my hopes and dreams of not looking like a geek.

"Yeah. What time do you want me to pick you up?" I said.

"5:30. and you're paying tomorrow, by the way," Chloe exclaimed, hopped out of my awesome truck and jogged up to her house. I sighed, pulled out and headed home. Mom and dad were sitting on the couch, watching reruns of American Idol from before I was born. I fell into the only armchair in the living room and leaned my head back.

"Sounds like you had fun," dad stated, glancing over at me. I sighed as a reply for him. "Stop moping, boy, and just win the girl's heart already! Everyone else did it so can you," he snapped. Yeah, good advice dad, I'd like to see you charm Chloe. He would never make it in my life.

"By the way, you didn't take out the trash this morning. You might want to get that done," dad exclaimed, grinning over at me. I wasn't going to him for sympathy anyway. I'll just take my problems to Uncle Jake, who lives with like nine super smart vampires.

Author's Note: Hey, I've been trying to write this as if a guy really was talking and such. I hope I'm doing a good job at it. Review/email me if you want to comment or have a question.