(((Sorry about the abrupt make out sesh that I called a chapter =P I was just really sick of stretching it out, and wanted something interesting to happen. Anyway hope you weren't too emotionally scarred by it XD Well, this may sound a tad bitchy but WHAT THE HELL DO I HAVE TO DO TO MAKE THE REST OF YOU REVIEW! GAH! It's really frustrating... Okay that's the end of my spiel, so here's the next chapter, I hope it's A LOT better than the last.)))

I woke up with a tingling sensation in my stomach; Paul would be at school. Paul, sigh. I played with a strand of my hair, curling it around my finger. I had to do something with it today, but what? I gazed at my reflection, contemplating the different looks I could have. I finally decided to put it into pigtails. They curled at the ends, making them look rather adorable. I smiled at the result, and dabbed on some foundation. The smell of coffee wafted into my room enticing me out beyond the four walls of my room, I skipped down the hall. Feeling refreshed for the first time in a long time. I perched myself on the stool, and poured myself a mug of the steaming hot coffee.

"Morning," I said cheerfully.

Mum cocked her head, giving me a strange look. "Morning, and why might I ask are you so chirpy?"

I smiled, "It may have something to do with a certain... person."

"And that person is?"

I grinned, "Paul!"

She raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Is that so?"

I took a sip of my coffee, looking at Mum contentedly over the rim of the cup.

Mum smiled, "Well, that's wonderful, Wai." She busied herself getting ready for work, "Oh and eat something, you can't just have coffee for breakfast."

I scowled, "Why not!"

She gave me the mum look, "Because you need a healthy balanced diet."

I rolled my eyes, "You sound like those vitamin ads."

She chuckled, "Well hopefully those vitamin ads get to you one day!"

"Yeah, that'll be the day!" I said over my shoulder, taking my cup and retreating to my room.

I quickly changed into jeans and a hoodie, stuffing and extra pair of clothing in my bag just in case I had a klutz attack again. Paul's overly large sweatshirt, I had decided was not my best look. Oh how I longed for warm weather. It was the beginning of June and it was supposed to be getting warmer, but no. Apparently summer skips La Push completely! It was winter in New Zealand, and it would still be warmer over there!

"Well they have better eye candy over here..." I said consoling myself.

I checked my make-up for the thousandth time, before being satisfied that my foundation was even and my eyeliner wasn't smeared. If only the weather were bright and sunny, like a NZ summer day. I could wear one of my many gorgeous sundresses, which are currently looking very dejected somewhere at the bottom of my wardrobe. I glanced at the time, 8:30. I stared at the clock, in disbelief. Where had all my time gone? Had I really spent all this time getting ready! I snatched my keys off the side table, and skidded out of my room. Putting my chicks on in record time. I raced out the door, splashing the puddles up my legs and the water seeped into the sides of my shoes. Damn rain. If I could stab you to death I would. I flung open the door, jamming the keys into the ignition. The tyres squealed as I pulled out of the driveway, I pushed the pedal down hard. Focusing on the road. I flicked the windscreen wipers up to full speed, trying to give myself a clearer view of the road. I turned the corner, feeling the truck lose grip of the slippery road. I stayed calm, remembering what they said about going with the skid at the defensive driving course. I brought the truck to a stop, taking in a deep breath. I looked out at the road, seeing a large dark dog... or wolf? I blinked rapidly.

"Holy shit! The fucking thing is huge!" I stared at it, and it was looking back at me. Eyes glistening... it looked so sad.

I frowned, and continued watching the wolfie thing's every movement. Hoping like hell that it wouldn't come any closer. It shook it's dark coats, sending large water droplets everywhere. It's eyes seemed to be looking straight at me, then it turned and ran into the forest. I stared after it, before remembering that I was already late for school.

"Gah, La Push has turned me into such a freaking klutz!" I muttered to myself.

I drove carefully for the rest of the way, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I totalled my oh so wonderful truck. Plus there was always the possibility that I actually wouldn't live if I crashed, which didn't seem like such a bright idea either. I pulled into the car park, finding that the parking lot was full to the brim yet again. Great, the only park left was yet again furthest away from any and all shelter. I pulled into the space, opening the door carefully making sure I didn't hit the shiny silver convertible. Come to think of it, who the hell bought a convertible? We're in La Push for Gods sake! I held my bag over my head, sheltering me from at least some of the downpour. I scrambled inside, going to the office to sign in. Fuck, I don't have a note. They're probably going to throw a nutter. I walked as calmly as possible to the desk, giving them my sweetest smile. The office lady scowled in return.

"Sorry I'm late, could I please have a late note?" I asked, as politely as possible.

"Do you have a reason for being late?" She snapped.

Sheesh, someone has PMS.

"I nearly crashed on the way here, I guess I'm not used to driving in this kind of weather..."

She scowled at me, "You should be more careful!"

She shoved the late note at me, turning away. Making it clear that she had nothing more to say, and that I should leave before she took it back. I scurried down the corridor, quickly taking my books from my locker and heading to class. At least it was a class I enjoyed today. Drama. I opened the door to the drama room. It clanked noisily. The class turned and glared at me. Piss, they had to be rehearsing seriously for the first time EVER when I arrive late! I slunk to my chair, dumping my bag on the ground. I looked up at the stage, the actors and actresses continued as if I hadn't even made a noise. I watched, feeling as though the scene they were performing sounded familiar. Then it struck me. Those were my lines! It just so happened that my understudy was Melody. The psycho ex, of my psycho ex. Ugh, why oh why did she have to be my understudy. Everyone knew she only auditioned for the part in hope that I wouldn't get cast at all! I scowled at her, as she acted out MY SCENE and said all of MY LINES. If only I could make her spontaneously combust just by glaring at her, but it's probably a good thing I can't do that or I would've killed someone by now. The spotlight dimmed, as the scene ended. Melody flitted past me, smirking at me with her stuck up little 'I'm so much better than you' face.

Mrs Taylor stepped onto the stage, "Okay guys. That was a bit slack, now Melody if you're going to be the understudy you have to know your lines! All of them, okay?"

I smiled; well at least I know that she's not going to be replacing me any time soon.

Mrs Taylor turned to me, "Okay. Wai, good you're here! Let's do that scene over. C'mon on the stage, Waiata."

I bounded up onto the stage, taking my position on the front of the left stage. I took a deep breath; mentally changing from myself into the character I was about to portray. I was a Quiliute woman, married to the chief. It was a story from one of the Quiliute legends. I looked out at the class, delivering my lines with complete accuracy. I rushed toward my 'husband', falling at his feet. Crying out of fear, he was going to was with the 'cold ones.' I pleaded for him not to go, letting real tears build up in my eyes and stream down my cheeks. It was one of my talents, crying on cue. The scene ended as I watched my 'husband' head off for war, regardless of my pleas. I jumped off the stage, and the class cheered and clapped. I'd forgotten that they were actually watching. I was so caught up in being my character that I literally forgot they were even there. I blushed giving them a small bow before hurrying back to my seat.

Mrs Taylor smiled at me, "Well, that was a fantastic performance, Wai. Keep up the good work."

I tried to disappear into my seat, I hate it when teachers praise me. Everyone thinks you're such a kiss ass. I heard a snicker from the corner where Melody and her wannabe gang sat. I glanced at them, Melody raised her brows at me. I shook my head, and focused on the next scene being acted out. Then it dawned on me; I probably had streaks of mascara and eyeliner down my cheeks. I walked toward Mrs Taylor, and quietly stood next to her. I tapped on her shoulder.

"Can I go to the bathroom?" I whispered.

She nodded and turned back to the actors on the stage, critiquing their performance.

I slipped out into the corridor, slinking into the bathroom. The smell of marijuana smoke met my noise, I coughed trying not to inhale the putrid smoke. I walked in, finding two girls sitting on the floor of the bathroom. Eyes glazed, on held a joint that they were obviously sharing.

"What the fuck do you two think you're doing!" I demanded.

They gave me a strange look. "Smoking," one of the girls said slowly.

"I can see that idiot! What I meant was why? Seriously, if your gonna smoke it at least have a little more tact!"

She held the joint up to me, "Dude, try it you need to mellow."

I glared at her; "You are a fucking retard."

I turned away from her, taking a paper towel from the dispenser a rubbing the black smears from my face.

Should I tell someone? Am I being a nark if I tell someone? Oh my gosh! What do I do?

I decided to ignore it, I'd rather not get involved. I walked back to the drama room, hoping like hell that the smell of weed hadn't permeated my clothes.

"Fucking dumb ass stoners," I muttered to myself taking my seat.

(((So that's it chapter 21, have any of you ever walked into the bathroom at school and had a similar experience? Totally not cool! Anyway, if any of you are stoners I don't actually care if I've offended you. It's illegal and screws up your brain, plus I'm not a very easily convinced person so don't bother trying to challenge my logic on this matter, because I WILL SHUT YOU DOWN. XD Luv ya regardless, stoner or not! lol)))