Bella had told me that being watched all the time was a real downer. Shut up Bella! If you had even a single idea about what it's like to have your life threatened, then you'd understand that being guarded is about the best idea ever!

Derek had less time to spend with me now since most of his spare time was devoted to patrolling the area to search for the rogue werewolf.

I walked into the cafeteria and took my usual spot with Rhett and Patrick.

"Hey Myren!" Patrick exclaimed when he saw me. "Did you hear the good news?"

Did you finally decide to use a toothbrush? I shook my head.

"You remember that guy Tom? The one that spilt gravy on me?"

I fought back to hide a smile. That was the greatest! "Yea."

"Well, he was found dead in his house last night!"

"How is that good news?" I asked.

"I hated Tom," Patrick said. "He was a jerk. He deserved to die."

"Only you felt that way," I said. "The only person he was rude to was you." I didn't know, or really care about, Tom, but I didn't think that it was right for someone to die, no matter how horrible they were.

"And now he's dead," Rhett said. 'Now he won't be able to bother my Patrick anymore."

I looked up at Rhett who was giving Patrick a look completely full of compassion. It had the same compassion I'd seen when Derek looks at me, when Sam said Emily's name, and when Edward…

Holy crap!

I've only seen that look when a werewolf had imprinted on someone. That only meant one thing: Edward imprinted on Bella!

I shot a glance at Edward, who for some reason was looking at me with a smirk. Edward's a werewolf! I knew it! How else would Bella be so close to the La Push werewolves? I originally thought that it was because Jacob imprinted on her, but now I realize that it is Edward! I knew it!

"How did Tom die?" I asked, making sure that Rhett and Patrick couldn't tell that I was having an epiphany.

"He was found with his arms ripped off," Rhett said matter-of-factly.

"Murder?"

"Yep!"

The bell rang to signify that lunch was over.

I got up and began making my way to my next class when Rhett stopped me.

"Myren, after school, meet me under the bleachers. Me and Patrick have something to show you."

"Sure," I said. Derek wasn't picking me up today. It was Bella's day to drive me.

I went on to English and took my seat next to Mike Newton, who is perhaps the lamest person on the planet. Even if yesterday he earned some cool points for tripping Patrick in the hall.

The sub stood in front of the class reading the schedule that our teacher had left for him. "Uh, start reading chapter 4 of Lord of the Flies."

I took out my book and began to read Chapter 1. I hadn't began the book yet. I should hurry and start before Derek finds out though. Seriously, he treats me like a kid when it comes to school.

A police officer came into the class. "I need to speak to Mike Newton and Myren Estrada," he said.

Mike and I stood up and left the room with the officer. He led us into the office.

He turned to me. "Stay here and we'll call you in once we're done with Mr. Newton."

I sat down in the receptionist's and watched Mike and the officer go into the principal's office.

I took out my phone and began to text Derek: "The police took me 2 the office."

It took only three seconds for Derek to respond. "Y?"

"idk"

"Im coming 2 get u"

"k"

"be safe. Luv u!"

I put my phone away before the receptionist could see.

Mike exited the office and sat down next to me.

"What's up?" I asked.

Mike looked really shaken up. His color was gone and his bottom lip was trembling.

"Mike?"

He glanced at me. "We're gonna die," he said.

I raised my eyebrow. "Ok," I said.

"Myren," the officer said.

I took a deep breath and stood up leaving Loser to sit trembling by himself. I entered the office and saw the principal and Charlie in there. The principal was sitting in his chair at his desk looking at a paper. Charlie was looking at the same piece of paper that the principal was.

"Myren Estrada," the principal, Mr. Greene, said. "This is Officer Burke, and you already know Chief Swan." Mr. Greene chuckled at saying that I know Charlie.

"Yea?"

Charlie spoke up this time. "Myren, you're familiar with Tom Brookes right?"

"I knew him, but not personally," I said.

"Well then, you're aware that he was murdered last night?"

"Yea."

"And you know that within the last month there have been a total of four murders?"

"No."

"Two have been students here at Forks High School," Officer Burke cut in. "One a student at the high school on the reservation and the other a student from Seattle."

"That sucks," I said, "but why am I here?"

Mr. Greene answered that question for me. "We found this," he said handing me the piece of paper he was holding.

I looked over and it read:

Violet Hamilton -dead

Darren Peterson

Emily Young

Kristen Herel -dead

Nathan Frankle -dead

Jessica Stanley

Tom Brookes -dead

Myren Estrada

Mike Newton

Bella Swan

"What is it?" I asked.

"A hit-list," Officer Burke answered.

"Huh?"

"The names crossed out on that list, are the four people who have been murdered in the past month."

"Are you sure it's not just a coincidence?" I asked. "Besides, where'd you get that?"

"We found it in a trash can in a French class. And this is no joke Myren," Charlie said. "Is there any reason somebody would want you dead?"

"None that come to the top of my head." Besides the fact that I make fun of people on a regular basis.

"Myren, we're asking you to stay home for the remainder of the week until we get this thing settled out," Mr. Greene said.

"But it's Tuesday," I said. "What about my work?"

"You'll be excused from all the work that you'll miss."

Well, if the principal doesn't want me at school, who am I to say that's wrong?

"Just finish up your classes for the day, unless Chief Swan wants to take you now?"

"No, he should finish up the school day," Charlie said.

"Notify us if you hear anything," Officer Burke told me as he handed me a slip of paper.

"This is a copy of the list," he said. "Make sure you stay safe." I put the paper in my pocket and exited the office.

I began to walk back to my English class when I saw Edward in the hallway. I had seen that Bella's name was on the list. Should I tell him?

I know Bella's gonna be killed soon, I said in my head. Yea, that sounds like the perfect way to tell a werewolf that their imprint is on a hit-list.

He'll find out eventually, I'll just hurry on to class-

"Myren," Edward called after me.

I turned around and was already face to face with him.

"Why were you in the office?" he asked.

"It's personal," I said. I then turned around to walk away, but Edward grabbed onto to my arm with his ice cold hand and slammed me into the lockers.

"What was it?" He asked through his teeth.

"I'm on a hit-list, and so is Bella." How did he know that my recent visit to the office had involved Bella in some way?

Edward let me go and he stormed off into some direction, most likely Bella's next class.

I walked out into the front of the school to meet Derek.

Out in the parking lot, I could see Rhett and Patrick arguing about something. Wow! America's cutest gay couple are having their first fight? This I HAVE to see!

I walked out of the school and up to the parking lot. I could see Derek's car starting to pull into the parking lot. I hurried so that I could at least get the jest of the argument.

Rhett stopped screaming at Patrick when he saw Derek's car. Derek had also stopped driving and the two of them had a minute long stare-down.

Then Rhett jumped up in the air and phased into a wolf in the direction of Derek's car.

"Holy shit!" I shouted. Rhett's a werewolf! That must mean that Patrick is his imprint!

Derek accelerated his car and sped forward, underneath Rhett's lunge. Rhett crashed into a blue minivan. Derek's car kept going forward until it took out Patrick.

Patrick stuck to the front of the car until Derek smashed it into Bella's red pickup.

I heard screams of pain and agony come from Patrick as he stayed pinned between the two vehicles. Rhett phased back into a human, but was frozen with fear as blood began to spurt from his imprint's mouth and run down his legs.

"Somebody help me!" Patrick screamed.

Derek backed up the car and drove in my direction. I saw Patrick drop to the ground, his torso flat, and a few broken ribs sticking out of his skin.

Derek spun the car so that the passenger door was right in front of me. "Get in!" he yelled.

"Patrick!" Rhett screamed in agony as he ran over to Patrick's lifeless body. He picked up the body and began to run into the dense forest.

I got in the car and Derek sped off towards La Push.

Okay, so I know that the police wouldn't actually show a civilian an actual hit-list that had had theirs and others' names on it. I also know that they wouldn't give them a copy of said list, so chillax and don't think I'm stupid please!