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There's a whole 'nother conversation going on, in a parallel universe

When nothing breaks and nothing hurts.

There's a waltz playin' frozen in time

Blades of grass on tiny bare feet

I look and you and you're looking at me

Beam me up – Pink

Paul point of view

I gave a wolf call as I approached Jared's house, I needed food and this place was the closest of pack houses to my patrol post. Normally I would go to Sam and Emily's but I didn't want to, it didn't feel as comfortable as it once did. Not now she was there. Not now all I could smell was her; all I could hear was her heartbeat. It wasn't the home it once felt like, it had been invaded by a short little girl that I didn't seem able to escape from.

I shook my head desperate to get rid of the face now filling it as I pushed my way into Jared's house, the scent of my pack brother filled me as did the scent of Kim, his imprint. She was here, but then she always was. I walked in unannounced to the kitchen; Kim was sat on the counter while Jared hovered over the stove. Both of them looked up as I walked in but neither said anything. Jared had heard me wolf call, Kim however looked slightly startled by my appearance.

"Patrol ok?" Jared mumbled but didn't turn around as he continued stirring at whatever was in the stove; he never cooked for himself or for anyone other than Kim. For Kim he turned into a soft little good boy who never stepped out of line and did everything she wanted, he was whipped and it made me sick sometimes, however it was slightly amusing watching a big guy like himself be controlled by a tiny girl like Kim. All the imprinted guys were like it.

"Mmm, Quil took over early so that I would do his night shift later, he doesn't want to miss Claire's bedtime or something stupid like that" I grunted back and leant back in my chair, balancing on the two back legs of the chair that creaked under my weight.

"I think it's sweet" Kim piped up quietly, she never spoke much. She never shut up to Jared or Emily but she never spoke around me or the guys, she was like a little mouse. I gave a little laugh as she spoke and shook my head, it wasn't sweet it was sick. He was tied to a little kid his whole life, unable to move on or even date, just sitting around waiting for her to hit her teen years.

"Ignore him Kim, he just has his panties in a twist because he doesn't stand a chance with his imprint" Jared looked up giving a smug smirk as he spoke the words that made my stomach twist. She wasn't mine, she never would be.

"Shut it Jared" I growled slamming the chair back to his kitchen floor and he started chuckling while shaking his head.

"Sure sure, but remember man, while you're over here avoiding her the other guys are other there cosying up to her" He shrugged cockily and I knew he was teasing but I growled at him anyway, my body began buzzing with anger at his words. He could be such an asshole. "Nothing's stopping them from making a move, she's young, pretty, single and as far as the pack know, she's not an imprint. Tick, tock, tick tock" He started teasing again and I went to rise from my seat but Kim beat me to it by smacking his shoulder, it was lightly but it made him stop. He sure was whipped, his smug grin wiped off his face and he gave her an apologetic look.

Lowering myself back down to my chair I tried controlling my growling, I didn't want her to bother me so much but she did. I couldn't do anything because of her. I couldn't patrol properly, I couldn't concentrate, I couldn't stop being angry for more than five minutes and I couldn't freaking be near Rachel without feeling sick. All because of a kid who didn't belong here, a stupid little rich girl from the city who had been here less than a week and already had the pack boys wrapped around her finger. They all went on about how nice she was, how cool she seemed, how pretty she was. Sam was the worst, always blowing off about how fucking amazing she is at dance. Screw her. I didn't need some little girl trying to control me, change me. I wouldn't change for anyone; I had already changed enough of my life for this wolf shit.

"So I heard you were with her last night, apparently it looked like you were being nice for a minute" Jared went on and I let a scowl cover my face.

"Apparently the woman in this place can't keep their mouths shut" I glanced at Kim who flinched under my stare, Jared missed it as he turned the stove off and emptied the contents of a saucepan into three bowls. I didn't dislike Kim, she was a nice girl, a pack member but damn she and Emily could gossip. "I went to get string not to see her, and I wasn't being nice" I grunted as he slid a bowl of soup across to me and he and Kim sat opposite. Kim shuffled uneasily in her seat, not touching her soup but simply staring at the table. It was as if she had something to say but not the balls to say it.

"But you knew she would be there, you could have got string from Billy's, and you were closer to his house than Sams. Dude, I think you forget I know how this works" I looked up at my brother, his hand was signally between him and Kim and I scoffed at the action. "Oh here we go, tell us the difference with you. Humour me please"

"Nothing like this" I signalled like he had between the two of them. "Is going to happen with me, she's just a kid who isn't going to be here for long. I'm not interested in her or being a whipped little boy like you, so like I said earlier shut it. I'm not interested and neither is she" I stopped and lowered my eyes to the soup I had pushed away, I wasn't hungry anymore. "She has a boyfriend back home, the place she belongs"

"Woah woah woah is that jealousy Mr Lahote? So what if she has a boyfriend, he doesn't stand a chance now not against the hot stud muffin that is Paul Lahote. Get your head out of your ass bro" Jared was chuckling as he ripped at his bread roll and gulped it down between words. Kim still hadn't lifted her stare from the table, she was biting her lip like she was dying to say something but she was holding it in. "Any hope you'll tell the guys soon? It's killing me having to keep it quiet, and I want to see the shit storm it kicks up when Sam finds out" I had enough, I couldn't handle him. I would have had more peace going to Leah's house.

I kicked myself up and shoved my chair away; Kim finally glanced up as Jared started smiling proudly to himself that he had managed to piss me off. "There's not going to be a shit storm Jared because Sam is not going to find out. I am not interested, I don't want her. I would be quite happy if I didn't see her again, ever. So leave it and stop being so annoying." Slamming the chair back under the table I walked out but his little cough stopped me.

"Good luck with that"

"With what?" I sighed as I stopped in the hallway.

"Not seeing her, pack meeting tonight and Kim said she's coming. Sam wants her to be aware of the legends in case she finds out. So good luck with staying away from her and not telling Sam, I can't wait to witness that shit storm when it happens, because it will happen. Trust me." He started laughing and my body shook with anger, I hated him. I hated this situation, I hated Sam, I hated Jared and I hated Savannah. She was ruining everything and she had been here two days. She didn't need to know the legends, she was an outsider, she wasn't a tribe member and she had no right to know about us. She couldn't be trusted, she is a child.

"I am never coming here for lunch again, screw you Jared" I growled as I left making sure I slammed the front door as I went. His mom was pulling up as I stormed down the path but I didn't stop to acknowledge her. I was too angry, too confused and mind screwed, all because of a little 18 year old girl. She was going to destroy everything if I let her, I wouldn't let her. I would ignore her, she would leave and life would go back to normal. I didn't want her.

...

Savannah point of view

I clutched at my stomach as the cramp began, I couldn't breathe properly and my stomach was in painful stitches all because of Seth, he is hilarious. He is so young and sweet, slightly annoying but it added to his overall charm.

"He's telling you the frog story isn't he?" Embry asked as he sat himself down alongside me and I nodded as I tried cooling my laughter.

"Don't listen to him Savannah, its all lies" A new voice joined in and I glanced up to see Quil skidding himself down in the earth and halting beside me. He gave a cheeky wink before throwing a handful of grass at his friend.

"So you didn't really scream like a girl because you saw a frog?" I questioned and the boy beside me's cheeks flushed while he shook his head, he was so lying.

"A big hunk like me scared of a toad? No way, it was your bother that screamed like a little girl. Guys a total wimp" Quil shrugged, his face still flushing as he tried smiling smoothly at me. I glanced over to where Sam was; he was watching us and shook his head at me while mouthing something I couldn't understand.

"And this guys a total liar" Embry was laughing now as he ribbed his friend. "Whatever Seth said was the truth, Quil saw it and was a mile down the road before Claire had even screamed the word frog" His laughter got harder and my own laughter came back. Seth had been telling me that a few of the guys had taken Nessie, the little girl I met the other night and a girl called Claire who I didn't know yet, to explore and Claire had found a frog, she had held it up to Quil but before she could even say what it was he had screamed and ran away with his hands waving in the air. The shock of his scream had made Claire drop it and it went jumping after him, apparently the guys found him sat in a tree half hour later. The way Seth had told the story had me in tears from laughter.

I felt Quil reaching behind me to hit Embry, his arm hit my back rather than his friends and I mumbled 'oww' through my laughs, it hadn't hurt but it was instinct to say 'oww'.

"What the hell is that for, asshole" Quil whined and I looked up to see Paul towering over us, his glare directly on Quil and his hand outstretched. He had just hit Quil. Why would he do that? Because he hit me by accident? Why would Paul care? When did Paul even get here?

He hadn't been here the last time my eyes swept the area of the yard Sam had set up with a bonfire and blankets. We were outside Sam's house, apparently they were having a tribal legend night; they do it quite often according to Emily. It's where a tribal elder tells old stories, it sounded nice and the last half hour had been fairly enjoyable but as I looked up at Paul my earlier feelings of amusement and comfort vanished, the atmosphere changed and the tension built back up. Silent and awkward. His glare shifted from Quil to me and any shadow of a smile faded all heat in my body left and snapped my head down to my lap. I hated the feeling he gave me, it was like I suddenly felt self conscious and not good enough. It was ridiculous that a man I didn't know made me feel so desperate and pathetic; it should be him that felt pathetic, pathetic for making a teenage girl frightened.

"QUIL QUIL QUIL QUIL" A little scream broke through the heated silence and I felt the boy next to me rise, Quil was moving away and I felt unsafe again, Paul had a direct path to me but his feet didn't move. My eyes were trained on his feet, praying they didn't move and they didn't. It felt like forever that they stayed rooted there, each second that past sent painful thuds crashing in my chest and I couldn't focus on what was around me. I could feel his angered glare on my back, it was burning me. I couldn't see him but I knew it wasn't a nice stare.

"That's Claire" Embry suddenly spoke breaking the somewhat strained atmosphere around us, his throat giving a cough as he cleared it and I looked up at him. He was frowning not at me but at Paul, but his eyes quickly found mine again and gave a little smile, a kind smile. "Emily's niece, she's three and obsessed with Quil" He nodded to his right and I looked up to see Quil swinging a little girl around in the air, Emily was stood behind them smiling. She had left about an hour ago but I didn't know why, obviously she was picking the girl up. Her giggles were filling the silence and I could see a happy smile playing Embry's face as he too watched his friend and the child.

"Does she live near here?" I asked trying desperately to ignore the padding off feet on the ground behind me, Paul was leaving. Embry's eyes flashed up above my head, his forehead creasing in a frown again as he watched Paul leave but he quickly shook his head and softened his boyish features.

"No, she lives on the Makah Res" He stopped and studied me; I had no idea where that was. "It's another Native American reservation just down the coast line; Emily is from there originally and so is my mom. Emily brings Claire here for things like this because she loves the stories and she gets to play with Nessie who should be coming with Jacob soon, and so she can see Quil obviously" He gave another fond smile and turned back to his friend who I saw was now dangling Claire upside down behind his back whilst looking around for her, pretending he couldn't see her. The girl was in fits of laughter while Emily scolded him about giving her a head rush.

"He's good with her" I couldn't help but smile as I watched them together, he lowered her to the ground and she began trying to pick him up by his ankle, obviously she wasn't getting very far.

Embry nodded. "He adores her, she's a sweet kid. She will probably annoy you all night, she loves new people" He rolled his eyes a little as if it was a pain that she would do that but I sensed that he didn't mind, I didn't know Embry well but he seemed rather laid back, I don't think an annoying kid would bother him that much. I on the other hand, was no good with children. I had never been around them, nor had I ever wanted to be. Even at dance the younger groups pissed me off during shows, all they had to do was walk on stage and be a damned flower but they got that wrong. I was not a child friendly person.

"NESSIE NESSIE" A screech called out again and I looked back up at Quil to see Claire running from him and toward the trees that surround the little house; Jake was walking out of them followed by a girl. The same girl as two days ago, she was a beautiful little thing. I wasn't sure how old she was, she was immaculate and pretty, her hair tied back into a perfect bun while her clothes held no dirt like Claire's did, she looked like a child model. Her lips were perfectly rose coloured, her pale skin holding a natural blush to her cheeks and her eyes a beautiful shade of brown and gold's. She wasn't like any other snot nosed child I had seen before, she was older than Claire but she wasn't over the age of 8. The chubby body of Claire went flying at Nessie but the girl barely moved, she stood deadly still as Claire barged into her small legs. I would have gone flying if the three year old had done that to me, Nessie was freaking me out slightly. She was far too perfect for a kid, when I was her age I ran around with wonky bunches in my hair, missing teeth and mud smeared over my already torn clothes.

"Don't think about it too hard" A soft voice whispered from beside me and I realised Quil's previous position on the floor beside me had been filled, Kim was sat beside me smiling as she watched Nessie run off after Claire. "How pristine she is, she's like seven and looks better than I do when I try" She spoke a little louder now, a smile creeping on her face as she offered me a bottle of water. Embry and Seth were in a conversation about football, they hadn't even noticed Kim arrive I don't think. I had spent last night with Kim, a girl's night as Emily had called it. It had actually be quite nice, Kim was shy but kind, once she got comfortable with someone she talked a lot but I could see instantly she was shyer around this group of guys.

I had learnt a lot about her; she would be in my class at school and had dated Jared for a year now. She had had a crush on him for forever but he only noticed her a couple months before he graduated. Teenage love story, I had zoned out on most of it but from what I gathered she was Jared obsessed, she had blushed as she talked about him. She lived near the school with her parents, little sister who was 6 and her little brother; he was 10 and an annoying little brat apparently. Most kids were in my eyes.

"Thanks" I signalled to the water and she shook her head before sighing and leaning forward so she was hunched over a little. She was swamped in a hoody that was obviously Jared's, it was huge on her.

"How has your day been? Have you done much?" She still spoke quietly; I don't think she could speak any louder than a whisper. She was very soft spoken, polite and full of manners. I couldn't put her with a guy like Jared, he was nice don't get me wrong but he was loud, cheeky and playful, he had gotten into a belching contest with Brady ten minutes ago. He was the opposite of Kim, but I guess opposites attract so who was I to judge?

"Ok I guess, I stayed here and sorted my things out a bit more, a friend from home rang me but I couldn't talk to him for long. How about yours?" I sipped on my water as she shrugged.

"Had lunch with Jared, Paul came by but didn't stay long. Other than that nothing, are you missing home? I don't think I could last even two days away from here" My stomach flipped as she spoke, my head darted around and I found his eyes staring at me. He was stood beside Sam, a can of soda clenched in his hands as he stared intensely to where I was sat. I couldn't decipher his emotion, whether it was anger or interest I didn't know but his eyes didn't sway from mine. It was as if he was waiting for me to reply, he couldn't hear me, he was too far away but he was waiting. "Savannah?" Kim spoke again and I dropped the stare of the guy across the yard, heat flooded my face and neck, my stomach sloshed around uncomfortably as I turned back to her and clenched harder at my water bottle which crushed under my grip.

"Uhh yeah, yeah I guess I do. I umm, I miss my friends more than anything else. I wasn't a big fan of living in a city" My voice wavered a little as I tried regaining my composure, Kim was staring at me, interest sparkling in her eyes as she waited for me to go on.

"Did you live actually in the city then?" She hadn't asked questions last night, she had almost steered clear of any discussion about my home but tonight she seemed somewhat more comfortable with me.

"No, well kind of. We lived just outside of the main city but my school was in the city, as was my dance school and my mom's job. But I can't stand the noise and the crowds." I could feel him staring at me still, his stare burning but not in the painful way it had earlier. I don't think he was angry with me, but I barely knew the guy so he could be. I stole a quick glance behind me, his hard face had softened and he was simply watching me, no frown of clenched jaw, he was just watching. Maybe he didn't hate me; maybe he was just a serious person.

"No I don't think I would either, but like you said, I guess you miss your friends. At least you've spoken to them though, that's cool that you can keep in touch" She offered me a smile as I turned my attention back to her and I nodded, I became aware of the phone in my pocket and I pulled it out. Insinct I suppose, pressing the screen on a picture of me, Kyle and Kerry all smiling flashed on. "Is that them?" Kim noticed the phone and I nodded.

"Yeah, that's Kerry, we met in dance when we were kids and that's Kyle" Her smile grew and she nodded as I pointed to each person in the happy picture, it had been taken a few months before my mom died. Kerry and Kyle were my only real friends, I had people I knew in school and at dance but I didn't trust or like them like I did Kerry and Kyle. I guess I wasn't that great at making new friends either, I had always found it hard trusting people, a trait I got from my mother. After Josh broke her heart she never let anyone in, letting people in led to heart ache and I learnt from a young age that heart ache led to heart break and heart break led to loneliness and unhappiness, my mom had always been lonely whether she thought I noticed or not. One mistake with her heart left her alone and pregnant, I never wanted to make that mistake.

There was a sound behind me, an angry sound. The vibrations of it made not only Kim look around but Seth and Embry who up until this point had still been in a deep conversation about things I knew nothing about, I followed their gazes but I didn't really need to. I knew that sound and where it came from, Paul. It was the animalistic growl he had let out before, his interested stare had turned hard again, the same look crossed his annoyed face as yesterday, when he had stormed out after my phone rang in the kitchen. He was glaring at me, Jared was at his side a slight smirk playing on his face as he watched the guy before him stare me down but he seemed to notice that Kim and I had turned and Jared started hitting Paul's arm and pulling him around so that he wasn't facing us anymore, it took a bit of effort but after a few attempts he succeeded. Sam had gone, I couldn't see Sam. Whenever Paul's anger lurked, Sam seemed to disappear. I could see Jared mumbling to Paul but I couldn't make out the words leaving his lips, Kim started tugging on my sleeve, grabbing my own attention and I turned around to see her giving me a false smile.

"Just ignore him, he gets moody over the littlest things" She was quick to say, her voice quivered as she spoke and I couldn't believe them. He didn't get moody over the littlest things, he got moody over me. It always seemed aimed at me.

My eyes glanced up, Embry and Seth had gone back to their discussion but my eyes soon found Emily. She was stood behind Seth, her eyes darting between Paul and I before settling on Kim, she seemed to make a wide eye jolt, like they were having a silent conversation that Kim nodded too. As she nodded I noticed Emily's face go pale and she hand to place her hand on Seth's head to steady herself. Something was going on, I had no idea what but something was going on and it involved Paul and I think maybe me.

He spent the night staring at me, Jared was sat beside him as if Paul were a dog on a leash, he wasn't allowed to go get a drink without Jared following whereas Kim stayed rooted beside me, Emily had wondered off at one point and had emerged from the house with a large glass of what looked like wine, Sam had by this point gone rushing to her as if something was wrong but she had waved him off. I got the idea from the weird stares the other guys gave her that she didn't drink often, she looked like she was about to freak out as she sipped the wine down as if it were water.

I managed to make it to the stories before Claire noticed my presence, as Kim ushered me to sit beside her around a small fire the little chubby three year old had come running over to us, a huge toothy grin on her face. It was dark now; the only light illuminating the circle of people was from the small fire Jake had made.

"Who are you?" Claire bobbed around in front of me; her constant movements making me feel dizzy. Her hair was in long ringlet curls, her cheeks rosy and chubby and her body short and equally as chubby. She was in jeans and a hoody, her hair was originally in a ponytail but her running had caused it to fall messily around her face, she was a cute kid. Nessie was beautiful whereas Claire was cute and round and smiley.

"Savannah" I didn't do children, I never knew how to talk to them or act with them. My eyes darted to whoever I could find, none of them paying any attention except Paul, he was the only guy here watching me and I could tell from the frown he held that he wouldn't be saving me from the over hyper three year old.

"Savannah is Sam's little sister Claire" Kim finally spoke next to me and my body let out a long sigh, she could deal with the kid while I tried not to feel the painful burns Paul was causing as she stared at me.

The girl frowned now, one hand coming up to rest on her hip as she scanned me with her big brown eyes. She was an adorable child I suppose, less freaky than the Nessie girl; she was more normal and imperfect. "But I don't know you?" She questioned and her little frown deepened.

"She just moved here, she used to live somewhere else and now she lives with Sam. Why don't you go find Nessie?" Kim leant forward and tickled the girls belly which caused a brief round of giggles that quickly stopped as she settled her interest on me again.

"Nessie is hiding from Jacob; Quil won't play with me because he's helping Grandpa Quil. Where did you live before?" She sighed as she spoke the information and I glanced up behind her, down the muddy drive I could see Quil and Jacob pushing two men in wheelchairs toward us, two women following them. I couldn't see any of their faces though, just their silhouettes.

"Chicago, it's a really big city" I answered before Kim and the girl in front of me nodded before pouting her lips.

"Bigger than La Push?" She asked and I simply nodded, far bigger than La Push. "Hmm does your mommy and daddy live here too?" My stomach did a painful jolt, it was an innocent question asked by an innocent child but it killed, not the dad part, I was over my daddy issues but the mommy part. I wish she was here, she would love it here. She loves scenic places.

"Claire, that's enough. Come with me and get some ice cream" A gruff voice spoke softly, I knew the voice but the tone that went with it was foreign to me. The voice belonged to Paul but the tone belonged to someone else, it was too kind and caring to be him but as I looked up it was him. He stopped behind Claire and his body crouched down so he was more level with her. She turned to him and huffed before turning back to me.

"Paul wants ice cream, I better go take him before he gets grumpy" She rolled her eyes and held her hand out for the large man beside her to take, he had a smile on his face. A real smile that he had never had whilst looking at me, he was looking at her. This little girl made him smile whereas I made him glare and growl. She leant up to his ear and held a hand to her mouth as if wanting to whisper. "She's really pretty, isn't she Paul?" Her whisper was more of a shout and the heat flooded my cheeks as his eyes danced across to mine, moving across my face, his smile faltered but the anger didn't reappear.

He just looked at me; really looked, taking every part of me into his stare and my stomach began dropping in butterflies and anticipation. I was waiting for the drop, waiting for the comment that would bring the asshole back, the horrible stare or comment that would kill this buzzing feeling running through my body but it didn't come. Instead he nodded at the girl and her little chubby cheeks crunched up into a wide smile. My own cheeks darkened again, he hadn't been horrible, and he had nodded. I wasn't sure why that simple gesture mattered to me but it felt like a breakthrough. He was being decent, even if it lasted a second, he was being decent.

"Come on Claire" He pulled at her little hand and stood back up, his body bent down and swooped her up so she was hanging over his shoulder and he began to walk away, he didn't look at me again but she was. Claire was waving and smiling at me as he marched her into the house.

...

The two guys in the wheelchair weren't guys, they were men. Older men, one older than the other but both older than the guys that surrounded me, one was called Billy, he was Jacobs dad while the other was old Quil, Quil's grandfather. Billy had told the stories, legends that my mother had never been able to tell me about the tribe I supposedly came from. They were about wolves, someone called Taha Aki and how the Quileute's were descendants of wolves. I had lost focus after a certain point, he mentioned the cold ones but I heard nothing else after that. Mainly because there was a round of growls around me, like the angry growls Paul let out except as Billy mentioned the cold ones every guy in the circle did it and I zoned out of the stories. My eyes fell onto Paul, he hadn't been staring at me he was sat beside Quil who was holding Claire. Paul was holding a bowl of ice cream out for the girl and she kept dropping her spoonfuls on his foot.

I watched him for five minutes, he was smiling and laughing at the toddler as she quickly turned the accidental dropping of ice cream into game and kept flicking it at him. He looked happy, genuinely happy as he interacted with her and Quil. A side of Paul I had never witnessed, I caught a glimpse of the big hearted man Emily had described, but it had been brief. His eyes flickered across the fire to where I sat, he saw me looking and the smile on his face fell instantly, replaced by a wary annoyance, a dislike.

A look so different to the one he had given me not long before as he nodded at Claire when she mentioned that I was pretty, that one had been a nice look but this one was horrible. This one was the Paul I knew not the Paul that Emily described. This was the Paul I didn't like. My chest stung as I watched him snap his eyes away, a deep frown sitting on his forehead as he tried focusing on Billy but he couldn't, he turned back to me the glare that sat there darkened, he looked full of hate.

My whole body ached and I found myself cowering back against the log Kim and I were sat against, my body cold and hurting. He was giving me whiplash, one minute he was somewhat decent and the next he hated me again. I didn't know the guy yet he was twisting and turning my body and mind, it was hurting me to know that I guy I didn't know could hate me so much, it made me feel pathetic that he made me care so much. I normally couldn't give a damn what people thought but this was different, this was a deeper dislike, he had a reason, he must have a reason to hate someone he doesn't know so much. I needed to get away from him; he was sucking everything from me. Being around him exhausted me, it physically made me ache. I needed to get away, he was dangerous, he was unsafe and mean.

"You ok?" Kim whispered beside me and I realised I had shuffled forward ready to stand. I nodded and tried to smile but I couldn't, I felt sick.

"I just need fresh air" I spoke the lie before thinking and Kim frowned at me more, her eyes darting around the air space surrounding us.

"We are outside Savannah" She whispered quieter and my eyes danced around the people near me, Embry had glanced over, he seemed amused by my choice of lie and was silently chuckling whereas Jared who was now sat beside Kim looked genuinely concerned as he watched me, I felt faint and I knew I was probably pale. It was Sam's look which caught me, he was sat beside Jacob and Nessie, Emily was leant against his body and he was holding her, both of them were watching me however Sam's eyes darted to Paul then back at me, he looked confused yet angry. I didn't like the angry look, I had experience too much anger since being here.

"Right, I umm have a head ache I need a painkiller" I heaved myself up before she had a chance to say anything and stepped over the log, a few people glanced up at me as I walked toward the house but I ignored them. Sam seemed to reach out but pulled his arm back in as if deciding against getting involved and I jumped up the front porch and into the warm house. My skin tingled as the heated air hit me, I hadn't realised how cold it was outside until now but I started shivering as I walked toward the stairs. I didn't want to go back out, I would have to though. It would be rude not to. But then did I care? Paul was rude, he didn't get told off for it, why couldn't I be rude for once and just not go back out?

Because I wasn't a rude person.

I walked up to my room, my body shivering as I went. I was in skinny jeans and a jacket but I needed more, I could use that as a genuine excuse. I was cold, I didn't have freakishly warm bodies like the guys sat out there in shorts and t-shirts, they were dressed for summer when in actual fact it was the beginning of December.

I paced around my room as I tried calming myself down, the pain still ached within my chest. The whiplash Paul was giving me was hurting like hell but I had to forget about it. He was nothing to me, he never would be. He was just someone I knew, Sam's friend not mine. He didn't matter to me. Yet the pain was telling me otherwise.