Hello Guys!

I've just woken up, so my brain is half-dead.

Don't feel bad, Cata, I agree, I was looking at my first few chapters and thinking: "Wow, they are really short", so I don't blame you for anything. Jkshinee, Jared is going to tell her soon, but I wanted to wait until they had their first date and Jared was in a position to be secure enough to tell her ( A.K.A: So Jared knows Kim really likes him enough to stay with him). Thanks for everyone's reviews. I appreciate everything, both good and bad, and I will try and take it on board. Oh, B.T.W, no, once they stop being werewolves, the imprint power does not go away, as they are soul mates.

I don't own anything, but I have a laptop and a bunch of other stuff lying about my room.

Chapter 11: Nooooooo!

Don't speak, I know what you're thinking,

So don't please start explaining,

Don't tell me 'cause it hurts

(No Doubt- Don't speak)

I was floating on a cloud, and had been for the past two days. I was well aware that my voice was dreamy, and that embarrassed me to know end that people could recognize it, but I couldn't care enough to stop. It made Jared laugh to see that he had made me so happy, and he didn't fully understand how much I liked him.

He truly was my best-friend, and...I think....I love him.

Whenever he laughs, it puts a smile on my face, and whenever he is sombre, I am serious as well. There was literally no place I would rather be but around him: he was the person I knew best in this world, the one who knows me best, he is the one that makes me laugh everyday, the one I can talk to without being embarrassed, the one I have fun with.

It makes sense, plus the fact that I am hopelessly attracted to him. I swear, only Jared can make me act like a fool, going around speaking in a stupid voice, like I've just walked into a lamppost.

I was so excited for tonight, as tonight was the night that I was going on a date with Jared. He refused to tell me where we were going, and this bugged me to no end, but eventually I gave in, and decided to trust Jared on this.

It was kind of sad; here I was, getting ready for my fist date with the man I love, and I didn't have any friends to help me, or a mother close enough to assist.

Well, at least I had found my outfit. I was wearing a black silky V-neck shirt, and a denim mini skirt.

I went to go and brush my teeth before putting on any makeup, but, as always, as I was applying toothpaste to my brush, a big blob fell onto my shirt, ruining it.

I ran to my closet to find something else, but nothing seemed to go with my skirt.

Oh dear: here came the panic attack as I couldn't find anything else to wear! Literally! There was nothing in here that Jared hadn't already seen me in!

Then I had an idea, and the panic subsided. I wonder if I could borrow something for my mother's wardrobe. She was around the same height and size as me (I hadn't got my short genes from my father, my mother's family line had a history of short people), and all our stuff fit each other. It was extremely convenient.

I crept as silently into her room as I could, and slowly opened her wardrobe door. There, I was attacked by a shed load (or should I say wardrobe-load) of pink. Bergh! My least favourite colour.

I thought to myself: "maybe she has something more decent in the back of her wardrobe", so I took a chance and dived through the pink to the back of her wardrobe. Unfortunately, I did not find Mr. Tumnus, but I did find the perfect thing to wear. It was a white dress, about knee high, and it had cream laces all through it, it was the most beautiful dress I had ever seen. I quickly snuck it into my room, with a pair of white ballet flats. The outfit is complete!

I really hope Jared would like it, and that it was alright for what we were doing tonight.

I went back to the bathroom, and took extra care this time not to get any on my dress.

Now it is time for the makeup. I wasn't quite sure what to use, as I don't often put on any makeup, so I was sitting there, eyeing the blush cautiously.

In the end, I decided it was too much hassle, and stuck with just some lip gloss.

I did my hair in thin ringlets, being pretty sure they would come undone by the end of the night.

Now I was finished. I grabbed a cream clutch bag to finish the look, and was just putting in some pearl earrings when the doorbell rang.

I flew downstairs at the speed of light, and wrenched back the door.

Jared was standing there on my front porch, looking as gorgeous and handsome as ever in a nice pair of jeans, and a fitting white T-shirt.

I wondered vaguely if Jared could see me drooling.

"Hey Kim, you look really...beautiful tonight" he stuttered, with a strangely awed expression on his face, causing me to blush.

"Thanks, so do you", I murmured.

So do you! What was I thinking? How could I let myself say that out loud?

I was going to have a long, heated discussion with my mouth when we got home.

To my relief, Jared thought it was amusing -not weird, and chuckled, a deep, honey-like sound.

"Come on, Kim" he said as he wrapped an arm around my shoulders and led me towards his truck.

So, there you are.

I was trying to get some pictures up of Kim's clothes, but I couldn't manage to do it. Can anyone tell me how? 'Cause I kept accidently uploading the same picture.

I'll try and write in soon.

Thanks for reading.

Lots of Love,

Deany-Bob101