So, I'm just going to keep writing chapters for this story. I think I'm just going to cut my first one short. I mean, I'm just stringing it along, so I'm just going to end it.

Disclaimer: Don't own SWAC

A lover's quarrel. With Chad Dylan Cooper. I told Tawni it wasn't likely I would fall for him. And that was true. I didn't even know him. It was ridiculous to feel any sort of attraction toward an egotistical, mean, cocky, but sensitive, dreamy, mysterious boy…uh- No! No, no way. He is not dreamy! I think I just thought that because it was cheesy and romantic…like, no joke, really.

The problem was I couldn't get him off my mind.

Chad and Riley's conversation was bugging me, too. They could read each other's thoughts. That was to my disadvantage. They could communicate and outnumber me at the same time. They had conversed for about five minutes. What could they be saying about me? Were they talking about me? I wondered.

And, of course, I almost blew it myself.

I was watching Chad the whole time. His eyes were hypnotizing. So blue. It was shocking. But, why did I feel anything toward him. If, what I was feeling, was something I couldn't.

If you were in my shoes, I think you would fell the same. Maybe I wasn't attracted to him. Maybe I was attracted to the fact that it was impossible for us to be something, to want something. The fact that our relationship was history before it was thought about…which was what I was doing now. I needed a walk. Maybe fresh air will clear my mind.

I walked out in pajamas. At Connie's, I'd gotten used to the fact humans wore them because they sleep and stuff, and I guess it rubbed off on me. I was wearing loose and comfortable violet and black striped pants, and a comfy black belly shirt. I didn't care if people thought I showed off too much. It was two in the morning anyway, who would be out?

I walked slowly, touching the side of my house, trailing my freezing fingers on the cold grass, but to my skin, and was very warm. This world is very warm, have you noticed?

I sighed when I reached the forest edge. The grass ended and a maze of sticks and stones and trees greeted me. I giggled, and begun to run at a human pace through the woods. The trees were closer together than I had thought. When I hunt, I focus on the prize and not my surroundings. It was the first time I soaked in the forest, and I would do it slowly.

"Don't think about Chad," I breathed, barely making out the words. "Don't think about him…Don't think…"

I closed my eyes, taking deep breaths. Stepping on stones and cracking sticks with my bare feet. It was almost comforting. To run away from reality, reality I wasn't even sure was real.

"What if I was human," I whispered. "and just woke up? What if Chad was a figment of my imagination, to perfect to be real?" I smiled.

Then I scrunched my eyes closed and gave myself a disapproving look.

"Yep, this is getting him off my mind." I grunted.

"So, I was on your mind then?" A blonde boy jumped down from a tree and stood a few feet in front of me.

I gave him a look, then closed my eyes once again.

"What if, in my dreams, Chad disappeared and I was the happiest girl on earth?" I said, continuing to walk forward.

Neither of us made any sort of sound. The only noise came from my mumbling.

"What if Chad's dangerous? He said that he protects people from me…" A sudden pang of realization hit me. "What if Chad's my enemy because he says he's designed to kill me?"

I spun around to face him, for he'd been following.

"What if Chad wants to do what he does to Cindy, to me? What if he's just being kind to trap me?" I slumped. "What if I'm so naïve to believe that he was being nice to me?"

I walked over to a tree and leaned against it.

"Nah," Chad said, too loud in the silence. "I'm just supposed to be watching you."

I rolled my eyes and sunk down against the tree. If that was true, how could I have thoughts about the enemy? Thoughts that I shouldn't really be having about anyone? Describing feelings that shouldn't and couldn't and wouldn't exist?

I chuckled at myself.

"What?" Chad asked.

"I know how to make an internal rhyme." I shook my head.

"Oh…I have no idea what that means."

I can't think this way about Chad.

I stood up and walked toward him.

"Um…hi. I'm Sonny." I stuck my hand out to him.

He looked at it confused, but shrugged all the same.

"Hey," He said, shaking it. "I'm Chad."

He didn't pull his hand back. We both just stood staring at the scene. I swear, at the same exact time, we tilted our heads to the side and looked at our hands, thinking. I wondered if we were thinking the same thing.

"What are you thinking?" I asked Chad desperately.

"You do not want to know," He shook his head, staring wide-eyed at our hands. I began to get worried.

To comfort him, I twirled my fingers around to wrap them around his and put a funger to his chin.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

He looked up from our hands to look me in the eyes. He was a few inches taller. But, his breathing became panting and he didn't look away.

"Woah, woah. Chad? Chad!"

He backed up.

"I'm sorry," He gasped. "I-I don't know what happened."

I looked at him completely comfused, but then thought. Is this what I liked? The way he would act, but not explain? Ann I always had something to do with it.

"I think it's funny how I've only known you for a day and I'm already a little attracted to you." Chad breathed silently.

"Excuse me?" I asked indifferently.

He widened his eyes. "You weren't supposed to hear that."

"But I did. Chad, I don't even know you!"

"Oh please," He said sarcastically. "Like you haven't been thinking the same about me."

I raised my eyebrows, shaking my head to make another sarcastic remark, but nothing came out.

"Knew it," He mumbled.

"Let's talk more comfortably." I started to walk toward my house.

"I'm not going in there." He objected.

"Oh," I said. "You've got to be kidding. It's not like you're going to make a move on me in my house! You're a werewolf!"

I reminded him. He shrugged and followed me in.

"Nice place." He commented.

"Thank you. Wll, roam. Tell me where you'd… like to…sit…" It felt awkward to me now.

Chad shrugged and ran around the house.

"In here," he mumbled it. I could hear him in my bedroom.

"I'm not talking to you on my bed!" I objected.

"Jesus! This bed is so comfy! And you don't even use it!" He complained.

"Um…Chad…" I started.

"What's up?"

"You said yourself we haven't known each other for a day and you're kind of on my bed and in my house." I bit my lip.

"…the point, please?" He asked, clueless.

"Nothing," I sighed, sitting beside him.

"So, tell me about yourself." He suggested.

I looked at him and smiled.

"I'm not very interesting…" I mumbled.

"Just tell me random stuff, I'm bored! And I was ordered to watch you."

"I'll tell you something," I said. "I don't like feeling like some dog toy."

Chad laughed. "Good one."

"What can I say? I'm funny." I shrugged. "Where do you want me to start?"

"The beginning." He answered simply.

I sighed. "Um, I used to live with a woman named Connie. She wasn't my mother, because apparently she found me in a park in Wisconsin. I was wearing the diamond I'm wearing now. She raised me as her own, but always knew I was special. But I knew she would refer to it as 'different'. I was very lucky to have her, but she was human. I had to hide my bloodthirsty ways around her."

Chad shivered.

"Is the story too gory for you?" I asked.

He rolled his eyes. "Keep going."

"Well, I had to tell her it was against my religion or something so I couldn't eat in front of her. It wasn't like she knew me, so she agreed. Every night I would go hunt a deer or two, and come home and have her tuck me in and say goodnight."

I put my head down. I didn't want to talk to him about my eating habits.

"Why did you hunt animals and not humans?"

I sighed.

"I don't know. Honestly. What if someone took my life and soul, and I would just take theirs for my own benefit. Taking then from their futures, families it's sick. If that happened to me, I would be pissed." I laughed. "So, when I was a kid, I ran to the forests and accidentally attacked a deer out of pure thirst. Luckily no one was with me, but at that time, I was disgusted at myself. I tried to just starve myself. But when I went for a walk, I couldn't take it. As you probably already may know, I can't die very easily…"

I felt something drip down my cheek.

I lifted my finger up and wiped it off. I stared at the drop if water in confusion.

"What's this?" I asked Chad.

He looked at me like I was crazy. "A tear,"

"What?" I stared at it. "I can cry?"

"Yeah," Chad was curious in me. "You didn't know that?"

"I-I've just never done it before. Weird."

Chad laughed.

"Hey! This is an important moment in my life. You should be grateful that you were here to witness."

He rolled his eyes at me.

I sat back on the bed when I was done being dramatic. "So, tell me about you."

"I'm a werewolf." He said simply.

"That's it? C'mon."

He sighed, too. "I was born in New Jersey and turned a werewolf at sixteen. I didn't choose it, I didn't want it. So, I came here. Before I was changed, I'd always wanted to be an actor. I just really liked it. So, I left my family. But when I was walking outside, I got mad at this bird who was chirping too loud, and just became furious. It happened then. There was a new vampire in the city, and I was ordered to kill it. I was afraid, disgusted at myself, I don't want to kill anyone, even if they wanted to hurt me. I just left. Me being what I am, I joined the pack here, realizing I just couldn't run away and leave it in New Jersey. I'm stuck with it forever. I don't age."

"Woah," I muttered.

"Yeah," he agreed.

"What were you and Riley talking about as wolves?'

"You,"

I expected as much.

"What about me?" I asked.

"I don't think you want to know."

"Just tell me. I honestly won't really care." I smiled.

Chad looked at me, biting his lip. I gave him the puppy face.

"You can't get me with my own face." He smirked.

"Tell me." I commanded.

"He was thinking about Cindy. She has visions. That's why we keep her. She hunts humans. When you set her free, the pack got her back in about ten minutes. She's dangerous to the community, Sonny. We won't have it."

"Then what about me?" I wished he would get onto it.

"When I first saw you yesterday night, I knew you were different. When I spoke to the pack about it, Cindy had a vision."

"What was it about?" I asked, eager.

"You…and me." He said uncomfortably.

"In what way?" I whispered.

"A lover's quarrel way." He said.

I bit my lip.

"Chad?" I asked.

"Yes?"

"What do you think about me?

He was silent for a few moments. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, in a lover's quarrel that you yourself started way…" I looked at him. "What do you think about me?"

He took a deep breath.

"Well, you're incredibly pretty. But I guess you have to be about the whole hunting thing. You're different, and you're just interesting. When I watched you yesterday, I couldn't get you off my mind. I was a little attracted to you then, but I think it's just the fact that you're…you. The fact that it's impossible for me to think the way I do about you now when we just officially met two minutes ago. But, I can't help but wonder if you think I'm as mysterious, beautiful, or sensitive as I think you are."

Chad didn't look at me. We just stared at each other through the mirror a few feet away from my bed. Staring and staring.

"I was thinking the same thing…when I walked through the forest…" This was crazy. How was this happening?

"This is ridiculous. I don't even know half of anything about you, and we're already attracted to each other…or the fact that we can't be attracted to each other brings us closer." I whispered.

"Weird," Chad agreed.

I stood up, straightening my pajamas.

"I think you're done watching me. I- uh, want to sleep."

Chad looked at me strange. "Okay, fine. I'll go. But just remember, I know you can't sleep. You're going to need a different excuse to get me to go away."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I'm going to be around a lot."