The rest of the week fell into some kind of routine.

Every morning at six I woke up and took a shower. Derek was nice enough to let me shower and get dressed without him in the room. Then at seven we'd go to some drive-through and then on the way to school. I'd go through all my classes and have to fake interest in all of Patrick and Rhett's lame stories. Then Derek would pick me up and drive me to his/Jacob's house. I'd do my homework, or pretend to. I'd just stash some papers under Derek's bed when he wasn't looking. Then Derek would make me dinner. Since we were both HORRIBLE cooks, we just ate microwave-meals. Then we'd watch some movie on the portable DVD player and I'd fall asleep, using him as a pillow. Now it was Saturday and I looking forward to just sleeping in and doing nothing all day!

"Myren, wake up," Derek said as he gently shook me.

I glanced at my iPod's clock: 6:45am.

"Dude!" I whined. "It's Saturday! I wanna sleep in!"

"You did. You got forty-five extra minutes. Now get up, I have to go patrol the area, so you have to go home."

"Patrol?"

Derek grabbed the covers and ripped them away from me. "Yes, there's a little problem going on and I have to secure the area."

"Are you a cop?"

"Not really." Then Derek threw some clothes at me. "Get dressed. We have to be out of here in five minutes." Then he left the room.

I sighed and got dressed. I was actually kind of sad to be going. Now I wouldn't be able to spend that much time with Derek. On the other hand, I'll be able to finally sleep in and stay awake past ten thirty, which was my bedtime on school nights, thanks to Derek.

I walked out of the room and into the living room where Derek was sitting on the couch with Jacob. "Ready?" he asked when he saw me.

I nodded.

Derek got up and took my hand, leading me outside to the car. When he had started driving, I couldn't keep quiet anymore.

"Why do you need to patrol the area?" I asked.

"I told you," he answered. "There's something wrong going on."

"What's wrong?"

"Sam didn't give me all the details, just the basics."

"What did he tell you?"

Derek sighed. "There's been some murders going on and it's said that they're being caused by a werewolf."

That part caught me off guard. "Why would a werewolf be killing people?" I asked.

Derek shrugged. "Maybe someone was bothering their imprint. I don't know. Just be careful and don't go anywhere near the forest, okay?"

"I live in front of a forest," I said. "My house is in Forks! The whole town is just a forest with buildings in it!"

"Then stay inside this weekend, please." Derek turned to face me with a puppy-dog look in his eyes.

Nice try Derek. You may have a cute little desperate face on, but I want to hang out with some people this weekend. Maybe I could hang out with Patrick and Rhett? I know that they're kind of weird, but they did talk to me when I was the new kid, so I guess that I owe them something. Maybe-

"Myren!" Derek shouted, interrupting my thoughts. "Promise me that you will stay inside this weekend!"

I looked out the window and saw that Derek had just pulled into the driveway at Charlie's house. I opened the door and stepped out of the car.

"Wait!" Derek called.

I turned around and saw that he was already out of the car and standing in front of me.

"Promise that you'll stay inside," he ordered through his teeth.

"Can't I just have Bella around or something?" I asked. I at least wanted to have some social life in Forks.

"No," Derek said, sounding a little mad now. He gripped my shoulders with both his hands. "Promise!"

I crossed my fingers behind my back. "I promise," I said.

Derek brought me into a big hug. "Thank you," he said. Then he kissed my forehead and went back into his car and drove off.

I smiled to myself knowing that I was going to have a lot of fun this weekend. Then I walked inside the house.

I walked into the kitchen and saw on the counter… my cell phone! I ran to the counter

and picked it up and held it to my chest. It's amazing how you don't realize how dependent you are to a piece of machinery until it's gone.

I called up Rhett and Patrick to see if they wanted to hang out. They agreed and I was to meet them at the movies in an hour. We were going to see some new slasher movie that was said to be very scary. I hope it's one of those scary movies that terrifies me. Then when Derek sees how scared I am, then he'll never leave me to go on that stupid patrol thing ever again!-

What am I thinking? I should be happy to get a break from being suffocated by some werewolf obsessed with me!

Soon I was all ready to go the movies. The only problem was, I needed a ride. I didn't have my license and Derek was gone, so I had absolutely no way of going to the movies. I couldn't ask one of the other werewolves to drive me because then they'd tell Derek that I went out. I couldn't ask Edward or Bella because Edward's weird and they're not here.

Maybe I could walk. I looked outside and saw that it was raining.

That idea was gone.

Then I saw Bella's red pickup truck.

I probably should've thought that through, but I wanted to be gone before Bella got back home and saw me taking her truck.

I ran upstairs to her room and grabbed her keys. I then dashed out of the house and into the truck. It was now dark outside. I hope that the werewolf that's been killing people is asleep now.

I started the truck and had to make a circle in the driveway to get out of the road because I didn't know how to put the truck in reverse. Then I drove down the road toward the movies.

I hate to admit that I really scared taking Bella's truck. I didn't care if she caught me, I just didn't want that killer werewolf to catch me. Every ten seconds or so, I found myself looking in the rearview mirrors to make sure that I wasn't being followed. The road however, was empty besides me.

Getting tired of being scared, I turned on the radio and listened to some music. Utada's Come Back To Me was on and I turned it up as loud as it could go. Then I reached a part of the road that went down at an angle. At the bottom of the drop was a sharp turn to the left and straight in front of that was a big piece of the forest.

It seemed very scary, seeing the forest get bigger as I drove in the direction of it. I kept seeing in my head a big werewolf jumping out and grabbing me and pulling me out of the windshield. Then it'd gnaw on my torso until I stopped screaming and then it'd eat me. I shook that thought from my head and pressed on the brake to slow done, but nothing happened.

I slammed my foot on the brake this time, but the truck kept going, it actually sped up a little. I was going to crash into the forest and then the werewolf would be able to find me!

Why didn't I just listen to Derek?

I kept pressing down on the brake and hoped to God that it would magically start working. Then God answered my prayers.

I took my foot off the clutch and stepped down on the real brake.

The truck came to a gradual stop and I turned left. I think that whole brake situation is something to be kept a secret. I don't want to seem dumb.

After ten more minutes of driving and worrying about being eaten, I reached the movies. I made sure to park near the back in the shadows so that people didn't see that I had Bella's truck. I knew that word got around fast here.

I got out of the truck and walked up towards the entrance where I saw Rhett and Patrick already there.

"What's up?" Patrick asked me, holding out his fist.

I reluctantly pounded it and bought my ticket.

We all then walked inside and bought popcorn and drinks and went into our theatre. We sat in the back row, Rhett in the middle. He had his arm around Patrick and they were both sharing an extra large popcorn and drink. I guess they eat a lot, but where do they put it?

The movie turned out to suck! It was about some boy who went crazy because all these kids at school kept teasing him. Then the boy started dating the janitor and they killed all the kids who kept teasing the boy. Then the boy drowned in a pool and the janitor kept killing the kids, but only on a rainy day because he thought that since there was a lot of water around that the boy's spirit was around or something! I thought that the boy needed to get over his issues and the janitor needed to be fired for having a sexual interest in students!

Rhett and Patrick loved it though. They said that they thought that it was enjoyable seeing the boy seek his revenge.

Then we all exited the theatre.

"You should come over to our apartment," Patrick said to me.

"You guys have an apartment?" I asked.

"Yeah," Rhett answered. "Patrick moved in with me after a month of dating. It's a really nice place. You should see it."

"Okay," I agreed. I wanted to get this weekend done and over with. So I decided that I'll fill it up with a lot of stuff to do that way I'm never bored. Boy was I wrong!

Rhett and Patrick's apartment was so lame! It had little action figures of superheroes I never even heard of and posters of some bands from the UK that had too much eye liner on!

We mostly just sat on the couch and watched reruns of Family Guy. I then looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was already 1:26 in the morning.

"Crap!" I shouted as I leapt off the couch.

"What's wrong?" Rhett asked.

"It's 1:26! In the a.m.! I'm so grounded." Either Charlie made it home and just went to bed while Bella spent the night at Edward's, or they both made it home and realized that I stole the truck.

"Were you supposed to be home at certain time?"

"I wasn't even supposed to be out!"

"You are so grounded," Patrick giggled.

I just rolled my eyes at him. "I better get going."

"Why don't you just crash here? It's way late," Rhett offered.

That did make sense. Why not wait to drive until the morning that way you could see any psycho werewolf that might want to eat you? However, I didn't know when Derek's patrol ended.

"That's nice of you," I said, "but I have to return my cousin's truck before she finds out that I borrowed it."

"You stole it?"

"I guess you can say that."

"You're funny Myren," Patrick laughed.

"I'm glad I entertain you. But I have to go now, so I'll see you guys later if I don't get murdered." I then ran out of their apartment and to the truck. I began to drive when I saw that the truck was running low on gas. Stupid Bella forgot to fill it up yesterday! Maybe I can make it home…

Ten minutes later the truck came to a stop.

I was now an hour's walking distance from both Rhett and Patrick's apartment and Charlie's house. It was pitch black outside. At least the headlights were still- never mind, they just went out, leaving me all alone in the dark.

Now the werewolf can come and get me without difficulty. At least it stopped raining.

I can either wait here to be eaten or run home and maybe make it. How would I explain the truck? I think there's a gas station about twenty minutes away from here. I can run there, get like a gallon in those containers and run back. If the werewolf tries to attack me, I'll scream like hell.

I hopped out of the truck and immediately started sprinting alongside the road. If I kept up with this pace, I should make it to the gas station in fifteen minutes flat.

After two minutes of sprinting, I had to stop to catch my breath. I wound up walking. I figure I should save my energy for having to carry the gas back to the truck.

Then I heard something behind me.

I turned around to see a pair of headlights. Thank God! Maybe I can hitch a ride with this person to the gas station!

As the vehicle got closer I stuck my thumb out.

The yellow Ferrari came to a stop in front of me. This is awesome! I get to ride a Ferrari!

I ran over to the passenger side and got in. "Thank you so much for stopping," I immediately said as I sat down.

"No problem," said the driver.

The driver was a very pale and attractive girl that kind of gave off the appearance of a pixie.

"I'm Myren," I said.

"I know who you are," said the driver. "I'm Alice, Edward's sister."

That sucks. Now instead of spending time with weirdo Edward, I have to take a ride from the other Cullen freak. "That's nice. Uh, I need gas," I said. "I ran out a few minutes ago."

"No problem," Alice replied and sped off (very fast) down the road.

It took only three minutes to reach the gas station. Alice bought the gas much to my delight. I wanted to save my money for the season 1 box set of Trueblood. I love that show! She then drove me back to Bella's truck and even put the gas in for me.

When she all done she walked back over to her Ferrari.

"Uh, do I pay you or something?" I asked.

"No it's okay," Alice said. "Just make sure that you get home with the next thirty minutes. That's when Bella and Edward will be back. And Charlie's having an all-nighter at his office." Then she drove off.

How helpful is that little Cullen freak? She's my favorite so far.

I drove the truck back to the house. I made it! I snuck out, had a great time, and the only consequence was having that car trouble.

I walked inside and went up to my room. Right when I stepped through the door, I was grabbed and thrown onto the bed. I heard the door being slammed and locked.

I tried to get off the bed and run, but I was held down. Someone was holding down my arms and sitting on my legs.

"You promised!" Derek shouted.

I opened my eyes to see Derek's very pissed off expression. "Uh…no?" I quivered.

Derek said the next few words through clenched teeth. "I thought I told you to stay inside."

"I did. I was in the basement."

"You don't have a basement!"

"Kitchen?"

"Myren!" Derek yelled. I shut up and listened to what he had to say. "Not only did you break your promise and disobey me, but you also stole Bella's truck! You don't have a license! What it had run out of gas or-" Derek stopped mid-sentence and began to sniff me. Then he got even more pissed off.

"You accepted a ride from a BLOODSUCKER!" he screamed. I'm surprised that the windows didn't shatter.

"No," I said. "I got one from Edward's sister, Alice. I ran out of gas and started walking. Then I saw a car coming, so I decided to hitch-hike and-"

"You were going to hitch-hike?" Derek screamed again.

"It was either that or get attacked by that werewolf."

"Or you could've listened to me!"

"I'm sorry," I murmured.

Derek just stared at me, he was breathing really hard. "Come on," he finally said, picking me up and swinging me over his shoulder.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"You're coming back to my house," replied Derek. "It's obvious that you don't know how to stay safe, so I'm going to have to continue to constantly monitor you."

Derek shoved me into the passenger seat of his car and we took off towards his house.

I smiled to myself knowing that my plan had worked: I had made it so that I would be by Derek's side for a while longer.