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Chappie 4:
Judgements

Song: Barracuda by Heart
BPOV

This was the reason I hated troop day so much. It was my first one and already all eyes were on me. Every stare, every thought, every attention directed my way. I felt like I was on display at the zoo, the new species just discovered that everyone wanted to catch a glimpse of. The feeling brought the all-to-familiar feeling of blood rushing to my cheeks and I knew I turned a bright shade of red.

I don't know how but I mustered up enough courage to look into the eyes of the people around me, searching from face to face, trying to read the emotions. Some were surprised, some jealous, some plain mad, some (to my surprise) proud, and some completely indifferent. I kept my gaze on each face for a second, and then switched to another, not wanting to be caught in a staring contest, that is until I landed on a pair of green eyes.

His held a slight humor in them, as if he almost knew this was going to happen and was delighted at my response. My thoughts were that he was just amused at how uncomfortable I felt at the moment. Whatever it was I tried to avert my glance, but found it very hard. Something about him kept my eyes locked with his, and trying to no avail did I break away.

Finally Emmett nudged me and I found myself out of my stupefied trance and back into reality. People would want explanations and I hoped that Zeno wouldn't choose me to explain.

I don't even know if I could. I was almost as shocked and surprised as they were, in a sense. I knew that I would be in Troop one and I had the feeling it wouldn't go over well with others, but I couldn't explain why I had been picked, and when.

Two years ago Zeno approached me about joining his Troop. I was still in middle school and I hadn't even taken the troop qualifying test. I was like any other student and even I could not begin to explain how he came across me or my powers and why he wanted them in his troop.

Sometimes I thought Emmett was to blame. After all he was already a member of the troop when Zeno asked me, but Emmett always denied bragging about his little sister. Plus, he wasn't capable of giving too good of a recommendation. No offense to him, but his opinion of good is being able to hold your breath under water for thirty seconds. So a large part of me knew Emmett was not to blame. Renee maybe, but Zeno wasn't one to take bribes. He went on instinct and on his own beliefs; he was someone who could not be persuaded. So really, I was as flabbergasted as everyone else when it came to my membership in the troop.

I was surprised again when Zeno took his seat behind the captain table and ushered us to sit at the Troop One table. We knew he wouldn't make any new recruits, but we did expect him to tell everyone a little about me. Then again, Zeno was never a predictable person.

He stood up once again, by now I was done with the random surprised expressions, now I have moved on to permanent surprise on my face.

"Before we proceed with Troop Two, I have one more announcement to make. We will be recruiting two new students this year."

If it is possible, my face somehow had a surprised expression that was greater than the previous surprised expression it held. All the troop members looked at each other, confused beyond control. What the hell was he doing? Accepting not only one but two new recruits? What is going on?

I shot Emmett a puzzled look to which he just shrugged off.

"He's probably just trying to make some noise. It is his last year you know," he whispered, and I nodded. It couldn't be true; he wouldn't be doing this just to get people talking. And who the hell was he going to pick?

Please welcome our newest members of Troop One, Edward Cullen and Jacob Black.

By now my mouth hang wide open. I had expected some upperclassman who had become extremely skilled over the summer, not two sophomores that were a bat boy and a dog man. Let alone my bat boy and dog man. Wait, did I just call them my bat boy and dog man?

EPOV

Best day ever=today. I have just become the newest member, besides Jacob, to Troop Two. Not only was I a member of that highly esteemed group, I was also a member of Bella's group. Not that I was hoping I would be or anything. No it's just cool to be able to be in a group as my roommate, that's all. It's not like I like her or anything. Right? Yea.

And why was I denying this to myself so much? Why am I so defensive? Why am I not jumping up and down and screaming on the top of my lungs? I am a very strange person.

I directed my glance towards Bella, who looked slightly aggravated, but mostly surprised. Hm, guess this Zeno guy didn't really consult his troop. My gain! I searched the crowd for Jacob, who wasn't hard to find because by now he was on top of a table dancing for the whole school to see. Oh, and did I mention that he stripped off his shirt and was swinging it around his head like a lasso? Oh well now you know.

I snuck a glance back at Bella and almost winced at the sight. Her and her whole troop looked pissed, their brows were pulled together, their mouths tightly shut, and their arms crossed in front of them in almost an act of defiance.

If they were the city of piss, then Bella was queen pissy. Her eyes were squinted, her brows meeting at the middle, her mouth white at how tightly shut it was, her teeth clenched, her head low and if I didn't know better I would have said she was growling.

Zeno, he didn't seem to mind as much, he seem slightly annoyed, maybe even embarrassed. I felt that possibly, Jacob would be beaten after his little display. Finally, after seeing Jacob was not planning on ceasing anytime soon. Bella marched right up to him, grabbed his ankle, and squeezed.

All of a sudden Jacob went totally still, turning almost vampire white, and then began to howl in pain. Try as he might he could not shake away Bella's hand and was now cringing on the table top in pain.

Finally Bella let go and with that relief washed over Jacob's face and he stood up suddenly, hopped down from the table, put his shirt on, and sat down quietly. Bella smiled in satisfaction to herself and made her way back to her troop, none of them acknowledging her, all of them acting as if nothing happened.

This was going to be a strange Troop to be apart of.

BPOV

Zeno was furious. Emmett was furious. Rosalie was furious. James was furious. Victoria was furious. I was furious. Everyone in Troop One was furious, if you catch my drift.

Zeno's intentions were to have a respectable and powerful werewolf in his Troop, not a goof dog that danced on tables like a stripper.

Did I mention he was furious? By now he was pacing back and forth in his office, all members besides the new recruits seated in various spots in his office.

James and Victoria sat at the two seats in front of the desk, Rosalie on a small chair in a corner next to a book shelf; Emmett was sprawled out on a couch, Sam Uley leaning against a wall in the corner of the room, and Quil, sitting on the armrest of the couch Emmett dominated.

I myself sat pretzel style on Zeno's overly large desk; my eyes following his path of forward, turn around, and then move forward again. I swear he was steaming.

We were all contemplating if we were even going to let the new recruits be apart of Troop one anymore, seeing as one of them was way too immature for the job.

"On behalf of the werewolf community," Sam began in a deep raspy voice, "I believe Jacob deserves another try. I have known him my whole life and he has what it takes to be in this troop and he can mature up to the job."

Zeno seemed to consider this, then stopped and turned to me.

"Bella, you're their roommates am I correct?" I nodded, "well then, please tell us in all honesty your opinion."

I gulped, "Well I don't know them all too well, it's only been a few days, but from what I can tell they're nice guys."

This didn't seem to satisfy Zeno, "I didn't ask if you thought they were nice, I am asking if you think they are deserving of troop one!"

I shrunk back a little, and I could hear Emmett behind me growling under his breath. Zeno's fists were clenched, ready to strike, man he was edgy.

"Yes, I think they are deserving," I said quietly, staring at my hands, then dared to look up at him, challenging him with my eyes.

Zeno gave one of his rare smiled then placed a hand on my shoulder and addressed the rest of the group, "Does anyone think that they should not be recruited into this troop?" Silence.

"Good," he said under his breath, his hand still on my shoulder, moving down to my back and tracing circular patterns by now, "You are excused."

One by one everyone filed out the door, lastly being Emmett whose eyes were glued to Zeno's hand on my back.

"Goodnight Emmett," Zeno said a smile in his voice. Emmett mumbled something then closed the door behind him, leaving me and Zeno alone.

"Well, tonight did not go as planned," he began, removing his hand from my back and sitting down in his desk chair.

I was still frustrated at him, why he kept this from the troop, why he kept this from me. I knew he could tell, because his hard face softened and his eyes looked curious.

"What's wrong?" he asked, his voice concerned.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked, suddenly interested by my hands again.

After no answer I looked up at him and noticed a sudden change in his demeanor. His shoulders were slumped, his posture bad, and his eyes looked worn. He looked tired in all honesty and I wondered why.

"I don't know," he finally answered, putting a hand through his silver hair, "I thought that you would be against it."

I shook my head, "that shouldn't matter. We are a troop, we should talk about these things, one persons opinion alone does not matter, it's all of us or none of us," I snapped, sitting up as high as I could.

Zeno nodded his head, agreeing, "I'm sorry Isabella. You know me though, I was always someone who acted on my own, I'm rash, and you know that."

I nodded, this was definitely true. He always made his decisions without thinking, just on instinct, which is what made him a great fighter, but a terrible captain.

"Well, that is just something we have to work on," I said, smiling and he looked up at me, mirroring my smile. He nodded and leaned up and I leaned down, meeting him halfway as our lips met.

We moved together in harmony until I was on his lap and his arms snaked around my back. We stayed like this for awhile, deepening our kiss along the way until we pulled apart, resting on each others foreheads.

This wasn't right and I knew it. We shouldn't be involved, and it wasn't because he was captain, it wasn't because he was older. It was because I was starting to develop some feelings for a certain guy with green eyes, and soon Zeno would know it.


Please don't hate me for the whole ZenoXBella thing, I promise it won't last too long, but it does add some stuff into the story and I really couldn't imagine this chapter without it.
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-Cole