VERY IMPORTANT: Some of you have said that you had read this story before, and that is because you have. My story got deleted a few days ago for some unknown reason, so I reposting it but changing a few things and making it more detailed. Please still review and give me you opinion, because you guys who have already read this fic will know what happens next for the next two or three chapters, and you can tell me if you want anything changed.

That's all folks.

Ahhh...

Good morning America. Today's the day, the sun is shining, the tank is clean and my life is about to go down the toilet like Nemo. I yawned as I walked over to my curtains and swung them open, blinking my eyes repeatedly at the sudden intrusion of light.

I checked my phone and smiled when I saw it was 6.15 am, I have always been a morning person. There was enough time for a nice long shower, and it would annoy my non-morning-person Mother. Ha, two birds with one stone.

Mom needed to get up early for work, so I was doing her a favour anyway.

After I finished my very relaxing shower, I started to get ready for school. There was a plus side, no uniform. I HATE uniform with a passion, it's just too... boring and everyone looks the same. I put on some plain jeans and white t-shirt, just plain and simple, and headed down stairs for breakfast.

As I munched on my fruit loops, I heard the most peculiar sound; the sound of a wolf howling. It sounded so close and loud that it was like it was right outside the house. I glanced around me warily and looked out the front window that was visible from the kitchen. Mom must have already gone to work, because there was no car in the driveway.

Oh no.

Not. Good. I'm sorry for waking you up Mom, just please come back home so I can satisfy their hunger!

I can see the headlines now: Young women gets attacked by rabid wolves. Hmph, at least it would give my Mother a reason to sell all of my stuff in exchange for alcohol. She'd probably even go as far as making a speech at my funeral, breaking into tears in front of everyone. She was quite the actor.

I went upstairs and chucked of my dark brown cardigan and checked my phone again. 8.15. Better head off to school if it starts at 8.45. I swung my bag over my back and headed nervously out the door, half expecting the rabid wolf to jump out at me.

I made it halfway down my street when a thought struck me.

Crap.

I had absolutely NO idea where school is.

I grumbled and sat down cross legged on the concrete path, considering what I should do next and glaring at anyone who looked at me funny. I sat like this for five minutes, wondering what I should do. This is so annoying! Just when I thought the day couldn't get any worse, it started to bucket down with rain. It wasn't light to start off with, no, it just poured down.

"Curse you Mother!" I yelled up to the sky, but was interrupted by booming laughter. I focused back on the road, and a car had parked in front of me.

"Need a lift?" I glared at the boy in the car, and groaned outwardly as I saw who he was. Seth's grin grew bigger as he saw my reaction. But in a happy way, not a sleazy way, maybe he was just a happy boy. Or he's just taking some 'happy' tablets.

"No." I snarled at him. My hair was dripping wet and my clothes were all soggy, it was making me irritable.

This just made him laugh more. "So you're sitting on the sidewalk in the rain, just for fun?" Bloody little steroid takers don't know how to mind their own business.

"Go away."

He rolled his eyes at my stubbornness and gestured into the car. "Just get in; my Mom would kill me if I left you out here. You're going to catch a cold."

I sighed. "Fine," I stepped around the side of the car and hopped in, shivering at the sudden warmth. "Doesn't smiling all the time hurt your mouth?" I grumbled as he drove forward, still with that stupid smile on his face.

He laughed loudly at this, and I swear the whole car shook. "Nope! I just feel happy most of the time."

He's definitely on something. "Uh-huh." I drawled out, keeping an eye on where were so I wouldn't have to get picked up by Mr. Psycho tomorrow.

"You know, you remind me of someone." Seth looked at me thoughtfully as we reached a big car park and he drove through the entrance.

"Great. Super." I jumped out of the car as quickly as I could when he parked. "Thanks for the ride."

"No problem!" He called out as I walked swiftly towards a huge brick building. The Gods must have been against me today, because the rain had decreased in heaviness as soon as we were halfway to the school. My clothes were still soaking wet and I needed to find a bathroom to fix myself up. Good thing I decided to leave for school so early.

I walked through the big double doors and immediately headed to a room where the sign said 'OFFICE' in large, blue letters. Because of the hideous amount of rain, I had inherited the entire pacific ocean in my shoes and they were currently alerting everyone within a fifty meter radius of my presence with the squelching noise they were making.

Smoothing down my cardigan and fixing my hair as I got closer to the office door, I tried to make myself look un-hoboish and polite. Mission= fail. The lady at the desk looked up when cleared my throat to get her attention, her eyes widening as she took in my appearance.

"Hi." I smiled stiffly at her obvious disgust.

"Hello," She stared at me and I stared back. She looked away, flustered, as I narrowed my eyes at her. I was not in the mood. "Do you want something?"

"Yes, I'm new."

"Oh." This seemed to put her back into work mode as she opened up a file drawer. "Name?"

I glanced over at what she was doing. "Michelle Robbins." I stated.

"Robbins." She muttered, checking through the letters. "Michelle Robbins." She searched through the letter R files, looking for mine. "Ah, here we are." She pulled out a timetable for me to use.

"Thanks." I said under my breath.

She handed me the sheet of paper and my locker number. "It looks like your first class will be English, in room 14. You still have..." She checked her watch. " ...15 minutes until you need to get to class. That will give you enough time to, er, clean up." She looked pointedly at my wet clothes.

I scowled at her; I don't need to be reminded. "Where is the bathroom?"

"Down the hall, turn left, and the second door on your right." She used her hands to show me.

"Thanks, bye," I grabbed my timetable and locker number and headed in the direction of the bathroom. I passed several people in the hallway who stared at me oddly.

"It's rude to stare." I said to them through gritted teeth, and used my signature move. The glare. Kapow. If only my eyes could shoot lasers.

Sure enough, the bathroom was where the posh office lady said it was, I was half expecting a dumpster or something like that.

I walked past the huge mirror in the bathroom and gaped at my reflection.

"Oh, now I see what people were looking at. I look like I put my clothes on blindfolded and the rolled down a hill several times." I said to myself, flinching, and walked over to the hand dryer to dry my clothes, combing through my hair with my fingers. This is one of those times where having really long hair SUCKS, this was so painful!

"OW! Ow! Fuck! Ow!" I swore as my bracelet got caught in my hair and yet created another knot. Damn this thing is so stuck! I can't bend my arm at that angle to get it undone!

"Um, are you okay?" A timid voice asked from behind me, I whirled around quickly to see who it was, totally forgetting about my bracelet being stuck to my hair and pulled really hard on it.

"HOLY MOTHER OF-"

The girl quickly rushed over to me. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" She apologized and gingerly touched my bracelet. "Here, let me help you." She said while expertly unwinding the hair from the bracelet.

"Thanks." I breathed when my hand was free. I properly looked at the girl; she was short and slender, with blond hair reaching just below her shoulders and her eyes were a soft brown. I could immediately tell by the way she stood and showed her facial expressions, that she was one of those shy people that I had no idea how to act around.

"That's okay." She smiled sweetly at me. There was an awkward silence. I looked at the ground nervously; She just looked so... breakable. "What's your name? I don't think I've seen you before."

"Uh, yeah," I scratched the back of my head and smiled hesitantly at her. "I'm Michelle, this is my first day."

"Welcome! I'm Kim," She said enthusiastically and held out her hand to shake.

I shook her hand warmly. "Thanks."

"Um, I have a comb in my bag, do you want me to comb your hair and get all of the knots out?" She asked sincerely, gesturing to her bag on the floor.

"Sure."

"You have really beautiful hair." Kim said admiringly as she combed my hair. I stiffened, waiting for the offensive end to the sentence. But it never came. "Are you alright?"

I smiled a bit at the obvious concern in her voice. "I'm fine, it's just I'm not used to people saying nice things to me. It's usually always sarcastic or a joke." I shrugged my shoulders. "I deserve it I guess, I'm pretty blunt most of the time and probably need a good ass kicking."

"You seem nice enough to me," Kim defended, gently trying to pull the comb through one of the many knots in my hair. "Besides, it's good to be honest."

I shrugged again; she didn't know me at all. "Whatever."

"There," Kim said, proudly looking at my hair through the mirror. "Every single knot is gone."

"You truly are a miracle worker, Master Kim." I turned to smile at her. "I shall worship you until I die," Kim giggled and packed her comb away.

Her hair swished as she turned around and headed out the bathroom door, but she stopped suddenly and turned back around to face me. "I forgot to ask what class you have next!"

I scanned my timetable. "English in... room 14." I looked up at her crestfallen face. "You?"

"I have Math. You won't know anyone in your class though, but you can sit with me and my friends at lunch!" She instantly looked happy again, and I fought the urge to roll my eyes. Mood swings much.

"Bye." I waved to her as she walked away.

I froze.

Oh.

My.

God.

Did I actually make a friend?

Wow. A milestone moment was just made.

I rushed out of the bathroom and found my locker. I quickly put my bag away and grabbed my books for English.

"Room 14. Room 14. Room 14." I muttered to myself while looking at the signs above each room. "Finally." I sighed and opened the door. I was met with twenty other pairs of eyes staring at me.

"Sorry." I said quietly when the teacher glared at me; he was in the middle of calling out the roll.

"And you are?"

"Michelle Robbins." I said lazily, leaning on my left leg. "I'm new."

'I'm new' must have been the magic words, because the teacher took on a delightful expression and smiled at me.

"Well Michelle, take a seat then." He said enthusiastically. I was officially creeped out.

"Oh-kay?" I said hesitantly, seriously wondering about the man's sanity and took a seat near the back of the class. Trying to ignore all of the interested stares and focusing on the teacher.

The rest of English went along pretty smoothly, and when the bell went for lunch time, I found myself actually really hungry, I wasn't hungry at all in class. I headed to the cafeteria actually excited about seeing Kim and meeting some of her friends. Following the crowd, I raised my eyebrows in surprise at the size of the cafeteria, for a small school they sure must eat a lot. You could just pick out the groups that people sat in from just looking at them. Goths, Artists, Jocks...

A familiar voice interrupted my thoughts.

"Michelle!" I turned and smiled brightly when I saw Kim rushing towards me.

She grinned at me. "Hi Kim," I looked around. "So which group do you fit into?"

She tilted her head to the side. "Huh?" She asked in confusion.

"Never mind," I shook my hand.

Kim just shook it off and grabbed my hand. "Come! I'll introduce you to my friends!" She proceeded to drag me to some mystery table.

"Ow, Kim! I can walk myself!" I protested, but didn't make too much of a fuss.

Kim just rolled her eyes. "Nonsense." She finally came to a stop at a table full of guys stuffing their faces with food. Funny, I didn't really pick Kim as the type...

Kim cleared her throat and all of the boys looked up. My eyes widened. Clones! "Guys, this is my new friend Michelle."

They all waved with their food still in their mouths.

"Michelle, this is Brady, Collin, Jared, Embry, Jacob, Quil and Seth." She pointed out each one, and I scowled when it came to Seth.

He grinned at me. "Hello, I'm Seth. It's a pleasure to meet you." He held out his hand to shake, but I just stared at him. The other guys raised their eyebrows at me.

I narrowed my eyes menacingly at him. "Too bad I can't say the same."

Kim looked back and forth at the two of us, taking in my angry facade and his humorous one. "Okaaay. Um Paul is usually here but he's out... um on... holidays." She stuttered, and I could immediately tell that this Paul guy was not on holidays. But I didn't push it.

I turned to Kim. "Uh, sorry Kim." I said, scratching the back of my head. "I just remembered there is somewhere I've got to um... be." I walked away swiftly, not looking back to look at her face. She'd probably have one of those puppy dog expressions. Ugh! Couldn't she be friends with someone else besides those creeps?

For the rest of the day, I ignored Kim. She looked hurt, but I was doing this for her own good, I'd probably say something mean to Seth and she'd get offended. When I got home I sighed disappointingly as I saw my Mom's car wasn't there, not that I was surprised, but I just didn't want to be stuck in the house alone all day.

"Maybe I should go for a walk." I said to myself, changing into some clean clothes and chucking the others in the wash. "Nothing better to do."

I smiled as I strolled along the small path in the forest; it was such a beautiful place. Look at that purple flower! I picked up the rather large flower and put it behind my ear. It must have blown away from the rest of the group; I couldn't see any purple anywhere.

Suddenly I heard a twig snap. Crap. I looked around and realized that I had no idea where I was, I must have headed off the track to get the flower. I didn't even notice. Purple is such a pretty colour.

My heart caught in my throat as I heard another few twigs snap. There was more than one thing out there. I backed away slowly away from the sound.

"Ahhhh!" I squealed when I tripped backwards on a tree root and waited for the ground to claim me, but two warm hands grabbed my arms before I fell. I turned around hesitantly.

"AHHHHH!" I screamed again as I saw it was one of the clones from the cafeteria, Embry I think, staring down at me.

I did the first thing that came to mind; I whirled around and kicked him in the balls.

"Oof." He groaned, doubled over. I sighed in satisfaction and sprinted towards where I thought the track was, and I was right. Thankfully. I kept turning my head around to see if he was following me, but all I could hear was laughter. Lots of laughter, and it sounded like it was coming from more than one person.

I swung open my front door and launched myself onto the nearest couch, breathing heavily.

I am NEVER going for a walk in the forest again. I could have been raped! Tortured! Abused! They could have taken my pretty flower! I touched my head where I put the flower and gasped when I only felt my hair.

"NOOOO!" I cried, falling to my knees. "It was so young! So beautiful! WHYYYY!"

WOOOT! Chapter 2 is up people! Paul will be in the next chapter, but I just wanted to build up a few things about Michelle's personality and how she feels about things before Paul comes into the picture.

There is quite a lot of Seth in this story, but that is also essential for my overall plan. MWA HA HA.

Review please, it will make my day. Seriously.

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~Eviliam