Lmfao! Sorry you guys, the name of the author in the last chapter, yeah her, I'm going to steal her photos;D I was looking up some people for this story and when I clicked on a picture, it led me to her profile?O:
If she ever reads this; I STOLE YOUR PICTURES... erm, well I WILL:)
Speaking of pictures! The drawing Natalie made of roses is on my profile? Go check it out;D
Claire P.O.V. (About Fifteen Years Old, I'm Making Her Younger & I Guess It's During New Moon Now -.-)
"Claaairreee," Hannah's squeaky voice pierced throughout the small classroom. She's changed way to much for my taste.
I sighed and tried to smile at her, "What's up, Hannah?"
Seriously, Lacey is more fun than her. Too bad she had to go to that damn high school in Forks. "Well, I was wondering if you wanted to double-date with me, Mike and Mike's friend?"
Immediately, I shook my head, "No way. You know I'm never going to date some sleaze-bag from Forks."
Her 'defensive' face made an appearance and she fumed, "Mike is not a sleaze-bag, Claire!"
"He's way to old for you, all of his friends would be, too!"
"Not even," she flipped her black hair, "Okay, yeah we're Freshmen and they're Seniors, it doesn't matter, Claire! Age is but a number and all that jazz."
I asked her if we'd ever get new people in La Push High and she replied with, "Oh my god! Did I ever tell you that Isabella Swan moved to Forks?"
My eyebrows crinkled, "Who's that?"
She gasped and went on to explain on how Isabella Swan was 'heartbroken' because Edward Cullen broke up with her. Hannah told me the rest, sniffing now and then, obviously pissed that Edward Cullen took interest in a plain, quiet, brunette girl.
From where she finished, this is what I thought of Isabella; she was super depressed and stupid that she ran away from home because she's a dumb-ass who was afraid of commitment even though she had a boyfriend, not a fiancée or fucking husband.
"Wow, so your saying Jacob Black actually likes this chick?" I asked, feeling angry. I don't know why, but the thought of him liking Isabella Swan just pissed me off to no end, not to mention it seemed just. . . wrong.
Hannah shook her head, "No! He is in love with her! But I guess she ran away now and that's why he's not around anymore? Whatever, but the bitch is a fricking slut! She couldn't decide on who to get with, so she takes Edward Cullen and Jacob Black, both! What the fuck is up with that?"
It was true, Jacob Black hasn't been around for the longest time ever. I just always thought he went to go visit his sister, Rachel, while she was at college. He's almost eighteen, so it would be perfectly legal.
The bell rang and I groaned, school always just sucks for me. I wish I could transfer to Forks High School, it'd make my life a little easier.
I just wish Quil was here. He always makes me smile, even when Lacey's not around.
Natalie P.O.V.
"Ugh, Leslie! You asshole! I've had a bad enough day and this just completely sent me over the edge!" I screamed, chasing my friend down.
He laughed in front of me, "You love it!"
I groaned and halted, then dropped to the grass. Football's been a pain and Coach is being a butthole. My sides were sore and the back of my legs hurt like a female dog.
"How can you be that tired?" he asked, plopping down next to me.
Sighing I replied, "Maybe because I'm taking ballet classes, too?"
Leslie started laughing. "Do your folks have even have a clue that your playing football? Damn! My mom would've noticed by now!"
Christian scampered over, still in his uniform. "Argh! Practice was brutal today! How the hell would Coach like it if we made him do all that work! Fuck! We're in eighth grade, what more could he want?"
Shrugging, I replied, "At least he doesn't make you do everything twice! He works me harder than all of you guys!"
They both nodded in agreement. "It's because your a chick, Nat," Leslie said,patting my back.
"It sucks, we know. But keep your head up, kid. You'll go far," winked Christian.
I groaned, as they burst out laughing again. "So where's your boyfriend, been?" Leslie asked, acting like a total douche.
Indifferently, I replied, "Who do you mean?"
Laughing like a mad man, Chris nudged me, "Why the oh-so-cute-and-nice Jacob Black," he said in a mockingly girly tone.
I glared at them, "He's not my boyfriend! And I don't know! Am I his babysitter or what? Ever since that Isabella-girl came to Forks, I haven't seen Jacob at all, so drop it okay."
They held their hands up,"We surrender, Mighty-Natalie!"
Sighing, I just nodded and grabbed my backpacks along with my sports bag, which was filled with football and ballet stuff. "I'll see you guys Sunday, alright?"
"Thank God it's Friday," Christian said, "See you, Natalie!"
"Lighten up, girl. We were just messing with you," Leslie waved. "Bye!"
Jogging, I went home. My back was hurting and I haven't eaten a thing the whole day. School wasn't far from home, only a twenty minute walk, ten if I ran, but I was just so tired.
It started sprinkling a little. I groaned and picked up my pace. I am not going to get sick and miss the game on Sunday. No way, I have to be there, at least to watch my friends play.
Passing by the forest isn't that bad, a little scary when it's dark, but it's okay. I'm fine.
Okay, so maybe I'm not fine. I am totally and completely lost! "HELLO! IS ANYONE OUT THERE? THIRTEEN YEAR OLD KID HERE, LOST AND ALONE! I HAVE MONEY! YOU CAN HAVE IT AS LONG AS YOU TAKE ME HOME!" I yelled, hoping someone would hear me.
A rustling of leaves to my right made me scream, then I stopped. It was a boy, not any older than nineteen. He was lightly tanned, had gorgeous dark brown curly hair and sparkling green eye. He was very. . . Pretty for a guy.
My heartbeat picked up when he smiled, "Hi, my name is Na-Nate. Erm, you needed help?"
"Uhm, y-yes. Do you know the way, uh, out of the forest to First Beach?" I asked, juggling my bags.
He nodded and grabbed them for me, "I won't take them from you and leave you alone," he laughed, "But I will help you carry them home, if you'd like."
"Yes! Oh my gosh, thank you so much! My back is killing me. Are you sure you know the way out of this forest-place?"
Nate was very strong and carried my things for me, all thirty minutes of walking to First Beach. Something bit me on the hand, but it only stung for a little bit, Nate told me that sometimes bugs like to taste human blood.
I got scared and changed the subject. The way he said it was so creepy, he just stared into my eyes the whole time, then his eyes quickly flashed behind us.
"So you just moved to Seattle and decided to visit Forks?" I had asked, "Why? It's the most boring place ever!"
He just laughed and asked me if I liked living in La Push.
"Well, some days it's great! Others. . . It's a pain in the butt to live in. I wanted to join football, but both of my parents said no. My brothers even got involved and. . ."
"You didn't get to join?" he exclaimed.
Sheepishly, I grinned and felt my cheeks grow hot, "I kinda enrolled myself. My dad's not the sharpest tool in the shed, but for once, I took advantage of it. He signed everything in pencil, I just switched ballet to football and I'm a Junior La Push Wolf, now. It just sucks that I didn't erase ballet well enough, so now I'm stuck in both."
Nate started laughing, "What? Are you serious, man that's gotta suck big time!"
I glared at him, "So anyways, how old are you Nate? You can't be over twenty, right?"
He chuckled for a few seconds before answering, "Nah, I'm fifteen. Do I seriously look that old?"
Blushing again, I answered, "Actually, you do. At least older than seventeen," I mumbled a quick, "My bad."
Within minutes we reached the beach. He hesitated and said, "You know, I really should get going right now. My aunt will probably be looking for me, right now."
"Alright, wait here," I said, giving him my notebook and from my backpack, " Write your number, I really liked talking to you, Nate." I smiled.
He wrote down both his house and cell phone numbers, "Thanks. I liked talking to you, too."
We talked for a while longer and then he suddenly kissed my cheek, "See you around," he called and started jogging away.
"B-Bye!" I yelled back, waving my hand. Wow, nobody besides family and Jacob have ever kissed me before, I found my self thinking as I walked home in a daze.
I checked the time on my phone and it read 6:47. Crap, I'm supposed to be home by 2:45. I wonder what my parents will say?
Struggling a bit with my things, I walked right up to my house. The door was locked.
"Aw, man," I whined and called the house phone.
Nobody answered.
I called my dad's cell phone. Nothing, same thing with my mother's cell.
Getting angry, I texted Robert, Ausrtin and Brady;
Where Are You Guyss?
They didn't reply for a while and when they did, Brady said;
At the Clearwater house. hurry up and get over here!
Robert's was a bit more informative;
NataBeee! Why aren't you here at Sue's house? Didn't Mom and Dad pick you up from school?
Austin's text was just plain rude;
MUNCHKIN! GET UR ASS OVER HERE! MOM AND DAD ARE PISSED RIGHT NOW! CALL ME ASAP!
I was never told to go over to Sue's house. Why didn't Mom and Dad say anything. Tapping my head against the front door, I called Austin. My hand was hurting again.
"Hello?" his voice yelled over the phone. There was music and people talking in the background.
"Austin! Why are you all over there?" I yelled into the phone, hoping he would hear me clearly.
He laughed and said something to someone before talking to me, "Natalie! Why aren't you here?"
Groaning, I hissed, "It's not like I knew! I had practice today! What's so important that I have to go to Sue's house right now?"
"Whaaat? Sorry, I was talking to my girlfriend," he said loudly.
I stood up and held in the need to scream, "I'm not going! Nothing can be that important that I have to walk half a mile by myself in the dark to Sue's house!"
My brother laughed on the other end, "No way! Where's Leah, then? She'll be pissed!"
After that comment, I realized; He wasn't even paying attention to what I was saying. Without a goodbye, I hung up.
For the next ten minutes or so, I tried to break into my own house. Once I made it inside, having to go through the window in the kitchen, I texted Nate.
Do You Everr Feel Like Nobody Pays Attention To Youu?
Alright! So here's this chapter:D Guess what!(:
I GOT ACCEPTED TO THE SCHOOL I WANTED TO GO TO, BUT. . .
The financial aid they offered me wasn't enough, so now I'm just going to go to a school in my district -.-
FML.