Author's Note: Hey! Okay there is a small time skip in the story. It is at the end of their junior year, okay? I hope this doesn't confuse anyone! Enjoy!

Imprinting Is Like Getting Punched In The Face

I was slightly stressed out. The ends of the year exams were in two days and I wasn't very confident in myself. When you're a freaking werewolf, you don't worry about school, you're more concerned about not exploding into a giant wolf in gym class 'cause your team in losing. Mom keeps harping me about studying on top of patrol and trying to keep up with my girlfriend's mood swings. A guy can only do so much before they have a mental break down!

And if that wasn't enough, Chloe wants me to take her to prom! Can you believe that? She wants me to stuff myself into a crowded gym with a bunch of horny guys that will stare at her all night and she expects me to be totally okay with her flaunting her wonderful body to everyone. Jeez, if she wants to dance, I can take her to a club or something, I mean, I look old enough for the both of us to get in! I just don't understand why prom is so important to girls.

Of course, the last thing on my mind is my birthday tomorrow. I'll be eighteen, legal in all states! I really could careless though, I mean, who wants free gifts and junk food and a possible hot make out with the love of your life. I sure don't………..I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL TOMORROW!

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"Dad, mom is crying over your breakfast!" I yelled panicky to my father. Dad came storming down the stairs with only a towel wrapped around his waist and his hair still wet. While I tried to bloke that image from my mind and memory, dad tried to figure out what was wrong with his wife.

"It's just, my baby is all grow up! He be getting married and having a family of his own soon and it's just happening all so fast!" mom cried onto my father's shoulder. Dad glared at me like it was my fault that I had to be having a birthday and turning eighteen today. I guess I could understand in a way. If someone made Chloe cry, I'd kill them.

"My little boy!" and mom pulled me down to her for a deadly hug. I wiggled and tried to escape before I got stuck in her grip all day. Dad finished cooking breakfast in his towel and went back upstairs to finish getting ready. I, on the other hand, ran out the door when I heard Chloe pull into my driveway, eager to get to school for once.

"Good morning, hot rod," Chloe greeted and kissed my cheek when I tucked and stuffed myself into her car. I grinned at her and we acted like we weren't going to a school with a bunch of under paid teachers that were going to cram knowledge into our skulls before our exams tomorrow.

"So, what do you want to do for your birthday?" she asked as we got out of the car. I didn't answer right away because, well, I'm a guy and the first thing that popped into my head was sex. Well, duh! No girl should leave an open question up like that; it's like torment for the average guy, not to mention a half crazed werewolf from stressed that was horny as hell.

I cleared my throat before answering. "We can do whatever you want," I replied, walking beside her, taking her hand in mine. Chloe gave an exasperated sigh and stared ahead of us, not looking at me. I gave my own sigh. "Or we can take a hike after school then go to Pizza Hut," I gave her the answer that she wanted. She grinned and quickly agreed to it. I really don't see why she does stuff like this. Chloe knows I'll be happy if she is.

"Do you think Danny would want to meet us at Pizza Hut?" Chloe asked suddenly. "I don't think it would be fair of me to hog you all to myself," she stated.

"Na, he's planning on babysitting Kate today anyway. He wouldn't want to cancel his date for me," I said quickly. I loved it when Chloe smothered me. I know most guys say the opposite but I just can't get enough time with her. I'd hate to lose some alone time with her just because it's my birthday.

"Alright then. I'll see you in English, see you later," she said when we got to her homeroom class. I quickly kissed her goodbye, making sure a teacher didn't see (I found out that they don't like to see public affection. I really don't see why, don't they want to see their students happy?) I watched her until she closed the classroom door behind her and slowly went to my homeroom.

The day went by in a blur like always when Chloe wasn't there but I tried to pay attention since I'd have to test myself on these subjects tomorrow. I did learn something though, the guy that sits beside me in Government sneaks porn into the classroom. La Push's teachers aren't very observant.

Finally lunch came. I jogged towards the lunchroom but Chloe was walking towards me, grinning like she just thought of the funniest thing ever. She didn't say anything when I asked her what she was doing but just grabbed my arm and pulled me out to the parking lot.

"Do you have everything you need?" Chloe asked, hurrying to her car.

"Yeah. What are we doing?" I said, following her led and getting into the Toyota.

"We're skipping. You don't deserve to be in school on your birthday. We're going to start our celebrating early," she answered, peeling out of the school parking lot and speeding down the wet roads to the hiking tail near the beach.

I mean really, how can you argue against such a great idea as that? Chloe didn't hear a complaint out of me while we drove away from the torture building. It wasn't just three minutes before we were getting out of the car and putting up our hoods against the rain.

I led the way into the forest and didn't bother with staying on the tail; I knew these woods better than the back of my hand….or foot. Anyway, Chloe jogged to keep up with my long strides, easily dodging any roots or rocks that got in her way.

"Ian would you- I mean can you….never mind," Chloe muttered, staring down at the ground. I stopped walking so I could walk beside her to see what she wanted from me. She wasn't blushing really but more like….reluctant to voice what she wanted.

"What?"

"I just wanted to see you…as a wolf. I've only seen you once before like that," Chloe explained to me. I wasn't too surprised that she asked me. I'm more surprised that she lasted this long without wanting to study me as a wolf or some thing.

"Okay, but you'll need to stand away from me," I said thoughtfully, wondering if Uncle Jake would get upset with me for just changing for my girlfriend. Chloe immediately took about ten feet away from me. I turned my back to her and stripped down. I don't know if she was looking at me but I felt embarrassed all of a sudden. I hurried and let the heat and redness wash over me. A shiver went down my back then I exploded into my wolf form. I slowly turned back to her, wanting to see how she'd react to seeing me in broad daylight.

Chloe was calmly standing away from me, smiling at me like I hadn't changed at all. I sat down on my butt and waited for her to do something. She confidently walked over to me and reached up as far as she could to pet my upper front leg. I gave her the "wolf smile" and flopped down on my stomach. Of course, Chloe wasn't hesitant that something would happen to her and climbed onto my back.

I let her sit there, running her fingers though my fur, humming to herself as I enjoyed her touch. "Ian, you know prom is this weekend, right?" Chloe stated casually after half an hour of sitting/laying. I tensed. She had planned this! She got me into my wolf form so I couldn't defend my side of the argument! Chloe was such a cheater!

"I know you think it's a waste of time but I'd really like to go. I've already got a dress so we'd just have to get you a tux and pay for tickets. I know you'll have fun if you'd just give it a try," Chloe went on. I couldn't help but let a small growl of an annoyance.

She huffed and slid off my back and scooted in front of my face. Her hands grabbed the sides of my furry face (the best that she could, there was a lot of face to grab) and looked me square in the eye.

"Ian, I've already bought a dress and I want to wear it for you. I think you'd like it; it's white and kind of laces up with black ribbon in front. Please, please go with me," she pleaded. I wasn't really sure what to do. Chloe never went to the guilt trip to get me to go to prom with her.

I eyed her warily, wondering if this was another trick. She looked like she meant it. Her red lips were pouted and she had this desperate look on her face like she'd do anything to get me to go. My body started to cry out to her wishes, what ever got her to smile again but I know from experience that all this could be a mind game to her. Why did I have to get the evil genius for my soul mate? I'm going to be gray headed before I even get out of my twenties.

I wiggled out of her grasp and loped away from her so I could change back. I wanted to fight for myself if this is what the whole prom thing was heading towards.

"Please, Chloe, I really don't want to go. We can go next year, I promise," I whined as soon as I seen her waiting for me. She shook her head and crossed her arms stubbornly.

"What if we're not going to be able to go next year? Something could happen and it would be impossible for us to go. That would make you a liar and I'd miss my high school prom," Chloe said. I huffed and stared at the tree behind her.

"Why are you so set on going to this stupid dance anyway?" I asked. She didn't answer right away. I glanced down at her to make sure she had heard me. Her shoulders were hunched over and her hair covered her face. "Chloe, are you okay?"

I took two steps over to her and wrapped my arms around her. Chloe leaned into me and stayed like that into it started to rain hard again.

"I just wanted to go to prom with my boyfriend. I love you so much and I always want to be with you. Why won't you just go with me?" Chloe whispered, burying her head into my chest with embarrassment.

Darn this woman! I did NOT want to go and there she goes and breaks down my will power. I suppose I could humor her and force myself into a smelly gym.

"I don't have a tux. We'll have a hard time finding one that will fit me," I mutter. Chloe grinned and hugged me. She smiled up at me; she didn't even seem to notice the rain pelting her in the face. Chloe stretched as far as she could and kissed my jaw multiple times. I let her hands run over my shoulders and chest a few times before I decided that I had let her stand out in the rain long enough.

I cleared my throat. "Chloe, how about we head over to Pizza Hut now?" I suggested. Chloe didn't look too happy about me interrupting her playing.

"You want to go to Pizza Hut right now? How about we go to your house for a little bit first," she exclaimed, wrapping her tiny hand around my wrist and pulling me back the way we came. I grinned and slipped my wrist out of her grasp and took her hand instead.

"Happy birthday again, Ian"

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"Dad! How do you tie this?" I yelled out my door. I was standing in front of my mirror, trying to tie my tie. I had on my rented tux and dress shoes. I was uncomfortable but I had willingly agreed to go for some odd reason. Oh wait, I remember, I agreed to go to prom because of Chloe. The things people do for love.

Dad lumbered into my room and watched me struggle with my tie for a moment. He sighed and decided to shed his wisdom on me.

"You tuck it under, son," he stated, rolling his eyes at my stupidity. I glared at him but took his advice. It worked of course. I jerked my tux jacket off of the bed and marched downstairs, ignoring my father's chuckling. Mom bombarded me with the camera until I escaped to my truck and went to pick up Chloe.

When I got to Chloe's, her parents were waiting on me on the porch, away from the rain. Her father decided to take it upon himself to give me the "you take care of my little girl or else" speech while his wife stood there nodding, glancing back at the front door.

"Okay, Chloe, come on out," Mrs. Sanders called into the house. I straightened up and waited for her to come to me. My breathing stopped when I seen her standing in front me, waiting for me to do something.

Chloe looked totally beautiful, gorgeous, sexy, hot, desirable, I could just go on and on about how she looked. Her hair was pulled out of her face and clipped back at her neck. Her hair was curled at the ends. She had on light make-up luckily; I didn't like her trying to cover up her natural beauty. Chloe had on a strapless white dress that went to her knees with black ribbons crisscrossing from her stomach up her chest. My eyes finally rested on her two inch black high heels.

I swallowed thickly and held out my hand for her to take. I had no regrets about going now.

Chloe grabbed my hand and stood on her toes and pecked my cheek. A dopey grin fell on my face and let Chloe led me to the truck. She waved goodbye to her parents while my arm did a half flop as my wave.

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"Ian, wake up," I heard my angel whisper in my ear. I groggily opened my eyes and let my eyes search for my love. Chloe was sitting cross-legged by my head in her pajamas. She smiled at me and kissed my forehead.

"Did you have fun a prom?" she asked, stroking my hair.

"Yeah, it was okay," I joked, sitting up on her bed.

Author's Note: Hi, hope my time skip didn't confuse anyone. This was more of a filler chapter but things get much, much more interesting in the next chapter…trust me! Review/email if you have any questions!