Ok, I'm sorry this is short!!! I m having writers block. AGAIN!!!!! Any suggestions…??

Quinn POV:

Paul was asleep on my couch, snoring. Tori glared at him from across the room. "Tell the fuzz ball to shut up; I'm trying to read my book."

I rolled my eyes, and poked the tip of his nose with my pinky. Tori had been so grumpy lately. It wasn't even funny, especially because I had to live with her.

Ever since Nola had ripped Veronica into little pieces, she'd been over at our house more. So had Claire and Alia. They were really great friends, I realized. Ones that I would want to keep for a while. Forever, actually.

Paul moaned and sat up so fast our heads almost collided. He looked dazed for a moment, and then he looked at me. "Hey." He stretched out, yawning rather loudly. Then he wrapped his arms around me and squeezed. I was unable to breath, so I whacked him on the head.

"OW!" I shrieked, making Tori drop her book, and Paul let go. "Crap, my hand! Ow, it burns it burns it burns!"

Paul grabbed it and took it in his hand "Oh Quinn, God, I'm so sorry. Oh God, I think it's broken. I'm taking you to pronto."

"I don't wanna go!" I wailed as he picked me up bridal style. "You know vampires scare the crap outta me, Paul!" I ignoring my protests, he dragged me out to my car, sat me in the passenger seat, and got in the driver's seat. "Paul, so help me God if I was able to phase, you would be so dead right now!"

Nola POV:

Who ever heard of a 15 year old werewolf getting braces? I mean, really. But I knew it was true as I sat in the awful dentist chair, watching the orthodontist get the brackets and wire ready. Embry sat by my side, holding my hand.

After I'd told him, he'd insisted on coming with me. He practically had to beg me. At last I agreed, and now I felt like a little cold holding the hand of a parent.

"Ready?" asked, looking from Embry to me.

I nodded. "I hope so, doc."