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o0o0o0o - Chapter 4- Imprint, What?! - o0o0o0o

- Paul's Point of View-

I smelled her before I heard her, and I tried to hold back the bile that was slowly rising in my throat. "Mm, good morning, Baby." She said, as she ran her and up and down my chest.

"Ugh…" I groaned, as I pushed her away. How the hell did I always manage to get myself into these situations. "What in the hell are you still doing here, Jessica?" I asked, as I pushed her arm away. To be completely honest… I don't remember how, or when, she got here in the first place.

"You fell asleep so quickly last night, Baby." She said, trying but failing to touch me as I continued to push her away. "I didn't want to wake you up, to take me home."

I closed my eyes briefly to try and reign in my anger that was quickly beginning to spiral out of control. Clenching my teeth together, I replied. "Are your legs broken?"

Her eyes snapped to mine, and she scowled. "What? No?" She said.

"You know the deal, Jess." I said, as I climbed out of bed. I didn't want to be near her. She did this shit all of the time, and it was seriously becoming more annoying.

"Do you always have to be such an asshole?" She asked, as she jumped up from the other side of the bed.

Clenching my fist's tightly against my side, I continued. "Do you always have to ask that stupid fucking question?" I smirked as the anger appeared on her face. "You know me Jess.. If you don't like it, then there's the door." I said, nodding towards the door, to emphasize my point. "Don't let it hit you on the way out."

She snarled, but complied. Moving around quickly, she picked up her previously discarded clothes and rushed towards the door.

"See you soon!" I yelled, as she slammed the door shut behind her retreating form. "Bitch."

Shaking my head, I glanced over to my nightstand. Shit! Almost seven. Rushing to my dresser I pulled out a pair of black jeans and a grey tee-shirt, and ran to the bathroom to wash the Jessica stench from my body. If she wasn't always on call when I needed to bury my dick into something, then this shit with her would've ended a long time ago. But alas, I am a man. And a man has needs.

Showering and drying quickly, I threw on my clothes. Discarding my towel into the laundry basket in the corner of my room, I grabbed a clean pair of socks and my shoes and then headed downstairs.

I was supposed to meet the guys at school in twenty minutes. We sort of had this unnecessary ritual. Every morning we meet up at the outside picnic tables, before the first bell, to catch up. I saw absolutely no fucking sense in it. I mean, how much can we have possibly missed, in the five hours we all separated each night. On the weekends we met up at Sam's. That was at least a little understandable. Sam's girl cooked. And well…food is food.

Mom was sitting at the table finishing her coffee when I entered the kitchen. She pointed at the plate of pancakes and eggs, silently telling me to sit and eat. I complied ad made quick work of the food. When I was finished, she grabbed my empty plate and walked to the sink to deposit it into the soapy water, that she had already prepared. Sighing, I stood and walked towards her. She smiled slightly, as I leaned down and placed a small kiss on her forehead.

"Paul?" She asked, after I pulled away.

"Yea?" I asked.

Her brow was furrowing and I knew by her expression that she was disappointed in me.

"Jessica? Really, Paul?" She asked, and I knew why she was so upset.

"Sorry, Mom." I replied. "I told her that she couldn't be spending the night."

"But she did…" She stated.

"I was tired last night… I passed out pretty quickly." I said, rubbing my eyebrow. "In my defense though, I didn't even realize that she was here until I woke up this morning." I glanced quickly at the clock on the stove and realized I was running late. "Look I have to go… the guys are probably waiting for me." I stepped back and grabbed my wallet, that was perched on top of the fridge. "I'll talk to you later."

"Have a good day, Hon." She said, hugging me quickly.

"You too."

Pulling away, I turned and walked towards the door. Grabbing my keys out of the bowl, and my bag off the floor, I opened the front door and let myself out; quietly shutting it behind me.

Walking down the sidewalk, I smiled brightly at the love of my life. "Good morning, Baby." I told her, when I made it to her. I reached my hand up and stroked her softly before grabbing my keys and unlocking the door. I slid in gently and put the key in the ignition.

She was the last thing my father gave me before he passed away. A dam car accident changed everything, when I was fourteen. This car though, a black sixty nine Charger, was my last real connection to him.

Turning the key, I started her up. I closed my eyes for just a moment to listen to the purr of her engine. It was seriously, the sweetest fucking sound I've ever heard. Re-opening my eyes, I put her in gear and headed to school. One month left…thank fuck.

When I pulled up, I parked her in my usual two spaces, in the back of the lot. Call it an insurance policy if you will, but no one is hitting my baby when they parked. All of the guys were off to the side, sitting on and around the same table that we have for a few years. Turning the key to shut her off, I grabbed my bag that was on the seat beside me, and climbed out, locking her up.

"What in the hell took you so long?" Jake asked, as I walked towards the small group.

He was sitting in my usual spot and I glared at him. He stood quickly and wiped the back of his pants. Sitting down on the table top, I pushed my hand through my hair. "That bitch was at my house when I woke up this morning."

"Which one?" Embry asked, as he moved to sit on the bench.

"Jess." I replied, shaking my head.

"How'd she end up there? When we left last night she wasn't." Jared said, smirking.

"Fuck all, if I know." I said. Then a quick memory of me calling her, flashed through my mind. "Oh wait." I said. "I called her around eleven."

The guys all laughed at what I'm sure was my disgruntled expression. I smirked at them, "You guys have no fucking clue, what that girl can do with her mouth."

They all stopped laughing immediately and started shaking their heads. I laughed.

"Nice visual, asshole." Jake said, punching my shoulder. "Now I wont be able to get that shit out of my head."

Quil caught all of our attention, when he jumped up, enthusiastically from his perch on the ground. "Hey. Look over there." He quietly said, as he pointed in the direction of what caught his attention.

I would've stumbled, if I hadn't been sitting already. Holy hell.

"Who the hell is that?" I asked, to know one in particular, as I pointed in the direction of the hot piece of meat walking towards the building with Angela.

She was small, reaching a height of maybe five-four. She seemed filled out in all the right places; and her hair cascaded down her back, to sit right above her ass. Her eyes were cast to the ground while she walked, I'm sure to prevent her from tripping over any loose rocks and gravel.

"I heard there was going to be a new girl today…" Jared said. "Chief Swans niece." He finished.

"Fuck she's hot!" I groaned out. "But, what the hell is she doing with Angela?" I asked too no one in particular.

"How in the hell are we supposed to know?" Jared asked, shoving me.

I watched as Angela leaned over slowly, and whispered something into the new girls ear. And I wished I was just a little closer to hear what she said. Little Miss. Fuck Hot, whipped her head up and glared at her friend, and then turned to scan the crowd. It didn't escape my attention that the whole male population was checking out the new girls ass. People were whispering, and whistling as she continued walking towards the front of the building. When her eyes landed in our direction, I felt a small tug in the pit of my stomach.

"What's on your mind, Paul?" Jared asked, slapping me on my back. I'm sure they all noticed my lack of movement and the fact that my eyes hadn't left her direction.

"I need to find out who she is." I said.

"Why is that?" Jake asked, smirking.

"I don't fucking know." I said shaking my head. I was confused. What the hell is going on?'

Jared was eying me, looking for what? I don't know. He turned to Quil after he got whatever answer he was looking for and nodded.

"Do you guys mind sharing with the class?" I asked, becoming annoyed.

"Do you feel… like a… pull?" Jared asked, stuttering.

I thought about it for a moment, and yes, I could feel a slight tug in the pit of my stomach. "Yea? So…" I answered.

Jared and Quil looked at each other again, and then Jared spoke. "I bet she's your imprint."

I laughed at the idea. "This pull is no where near as intense as the one you felt with Kim, Jared." I said. I saw the imprint in his head. I know how intense that shit was, and this was definitely not it!

"You'll know for sure, if you look into each other's eyes."

I scowled at the thought. Fuck! This is just what I needed in my, oh so easy, life.

"What now? What the fuck am I supposed to do?" I asked after taking a few deep breaths.

"Hold off for a bit." Jared started. "We'll try to find out a little bit about her." He looked around the group quickly before returning his attention to me. "Maybe we can see if she wants to hang out."

The bell rang, as I nodded, and we all stood to make our way into the building.

"How long?" Quil asked, as he moved up to walk beside me.

"I'll give it a week." I said smirking. "She'll be screaming my name."

Jake walked up quickly beside Quil. "I've got twenty that says you wont be getting near that ass in a week." He said, laughing.

"Me too." Came a chorus of others, as they all broke apart and headed towards their classes.

"We'll see." I said. I was confident that I could get Little Miss Fuck Hot to respond to me.

Jared laughed from my right. "You do know…" He started, barely able to contain his amusement, " that if she is your imprint, that you wont be able to treat her like shit, right?"

"Yea, yea, yea." I said. "But, I also know that I wont be turning into a replica of you and Kim."

"Hey! Don't talk bad about her." He said, grabbing my arm and effectively stopping us from walking any farther.

"I'm just saying." I started. "She's got you fucking whipped."

"Yea well… that's what an imprint does." He said, smirking. "You'll see."

"Yea right." I scoffed. "There is no one… and nothing." I said, shoving my finger into his chest, "that can turn me into the soft pussy bitch, that you've become. Sorry Jared, but you know that I'm right."

"We'll see." He said again, smiling. He turned and walked into his English class, as I continued down the hall towards my first period Economics class.

The hour seemed to drag, and Mrs. Jones gave us some ridiculous reading assignment, that I had completed within the first fifteen minutes. After I turned it in, I returned to my seat, and laid my head down against my closed book. Closing my eyes, I drifted off.

The sand was soft between my toes as I trailed up the beach from the forest. Jared and the other guys were out playing football and I just wasn't feeling it. The sound of the waves hitting the rocks, was something I'd forever be grateful for. It was calming.

Stopping at the long piece of driftwood the guys and I carried here a few weeks back, I sat down. There was a slight chill in the air, and the rain drizzled lightly around me. The sun was setting on the horizon, and I enjoyed it, if even for a few moments. Mom said I had to be home after dark.

A faint cry from the left, broke my attention away from the water before me. I don't know what possessed me to find out what her problem was, but I didn't have time to think about it, as I found myself walking up and around, from where she sat near the trees.

The hair on the back of my neck stood on end, as I silently moved into the trees, to get a little closer. I didn't want her to know I was there. She was hunched over, on her hands and knees. Her face was hidden behind her arm. Her body shook with sobs, as she rocked slowly back and forth.

She sat there, for what felt like ages. Until her cries quieted, and I wondered what would cause someone to hurt that much. I wondered if she had fallen asleep when she stopped moving, and quieted down completely. But then her head shot up, as she stared out into the distance…. Izzy Swan.

"Dude…What the fuck. Wake Up!" Jared said, shaking me.

I lifted my head and faced Jared. "Leave me the hell alone, Jared." I groaned as I pushed his hand away from my shoulder. "What are you doing here?"

"The first bell rang already." He said, pointing at the clock. "I figured that you probably fell asleep again. Come on, before we're late to Biology." He started walking towards the door, but then stopped and turned back towards me. "Oh, by the way." He started, smiling. "That new girl was in my first period English class." He turned, and walked out the door.

I didn't waste time as I stood from my seat, grabbed my back and sprinted towards the door. He was already sitting at the table in Biology, that we shared together, when I got there. Dropping my back quickly, I fell into my seat. Hard.

"Well?" I asked, when he didn't say anything.

"Bella."

"What?" I asked, a little confused.

"Her name's Bella." He started shaking his head, and appeared slightly upset. "I didn't get too much info out of her though."

"Okay?" I pushed. I wanted to know more.

"I will say." He said, coughing. "If she is your imprint, you'll have your work cut out for you." He continued as he shifted, nervously in his seat.

"Why do you say that?" I asked.

He ran his hand over his face, and then through his hair. "She fucking blew me off."

I raised my eyebrow, silently requesting for him to continue.

He sighed. "I stopped outside her class, and introduced myself."

"And?" I pressed.

"And what? She blew me off! I said I was Jared, and she said she thought I looked like an Asshole." He scoffed and then shifted in his seat again. "Dude, she's a bitch."

I couldn't help but laugh. Here was my six foot four, tow hundred and twenty pound best friend, getting upset over a girl calling him an asshole. Not to mention…the girl was obviously brave. Not too many people stand up against us. And, it sounded like a nice challenge.

"Why the fuck are you laughing?" He whisper yelled at me.

That only made me laugh harder.

"On second thought… she's probably fucking perfect for you." He said.

The look on his face had me laughing so hard that I was clutching my aching sides.

"Is everything alright Mr. Lahote?"

I quieted down and wiped my eyes. "Yes Mr. Stevens, everything's fine."

"Well in that case, would you please share what's so amusing." He said as he gestured to the rest of the class.

I turned to look at a blushing Jared. He hated to get into trouble and to be put on the spot. Grinning, I turned back to the teacher. "Nope. But maybe Jared would."

"Jared?" Mr. Stevens, prompted.

"Sorry. Won't happen again." He scowled, and then punched my leg under the table.

Jared may have been my best friend, but I so loved to fuck with him. We've been through everything together, and even though we put each other through hell, we both know that we'd always have each others backs.

The rest of the class was quiet, as we worked on the labs that needed to be finished by the end of the hour. When the bell rang, I packed up quickly and went for the door. I didn't get far before Jake and Embry rounded on me, and blocked me from my intended path to my next class.

"What?" I asked.

Jake looked at Embry quickly and then back to me. "We just saw Bella." He smiled and then shook his head. "She's like a female version of you."

"Yea. Jared kind of said the same thing." I told them both. "Did you manage to find anything out about her?" I asked.

"No. Not really." Embry sighed. "She's sarcastic as a mother fucker." His lips lifted into an evil looking grin. "I think I'm going to double or nothing on that bet." He turned to high-five Jake. "There is no way in hell, that you'll get that in a week." He reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. "I have forty to prove it."

I rubbed my eyebrow before I responded. "She cant be that fucking bad."

"Yea. She is." Jake said. "I tried to talk to her and she would barely even acknowledge that I was there." He quickly looked down at his watch, when he noticed that the people in the hallway were thinning. "Look, I have to get to class. There is no way in hell I'm sitting in detention again, for being tardy." He moved around me and started walking backwards down the hall. "I'll catch you at lunch."

The rest of the morning dragged, and when the final bell before lunch sounded, I bolted from the room. I moved quickly to my locker, entered the combination, and lifted the handle up to put my shit in there. A piece of paper fluttered out, and drifted slowly to the floor. It had my name written across the top in neat script. Bending down, I picked it up and opened it.

Paul,
Leave her the hell alone. If you fuck with her, like you've down with others, I'll let her know exactly what you and your fucked up buddies are like.

Don't fuck with me.

K

I smiled and folded the paper back up; shoving it into my pocket. Slamming the door to my locker shut, I turned and made my way to the cafeteria. The guys were waiting when I reached the doors, like always. Again, I don't know why we do stupid shit like this, but we always have.

"Does she have this lunch block?" I asked, when I reached the group.

"Yea." Quil said, nodding his head towards the door. "She's in there now with Angela."

"Well, what in the hell are we standing around here for then?" I asked as I pushed past them. "Let's go."

Embry grabbed the door handle and swung it open, and we all made our way into the small confines of the room. Scanning it quickly, I found my target. As a group, we started moving towards the small table in the corner of the room. Walking a few steps behind the other guys as Jake went to grab some food, we began catching parts of their conversation.

"Hush, here they come now." Angela said. She noticed our entrance and was staring daggers at us. Huh. Guess they were talking about us.

"Ugh." Bella groaned, and I smirked at hearing her, almost, voice.

Quil got to them first and started the conversation. I just hope he don't fuck up. "Hey Angela. Bella." He was standing directly behind her.

"Hey Quil." Angela replied.

Embry stepped up next and continued the awkward exchange. "The guys and I was wondering if you girls would like to hang out sometime?"

Angela stared at Bella, nodded slighted and answered. "Um… I don't know… We'll talk and get back to you." She kept her eyes on Bella the entire time she spoke.

I was becoming aggravated. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. They were supposed to want to hang out. "Well don't leave us waiting too long." I sneered.

"Well in that case… No." Bella said.

"What?" Me as well as all of the others said. We were confused. Really confused.

She turned in her seat and glared at everyone. I ducked behind Jared. I wasn't quite ready to be seen. "Maybe we have a language barrier." She turned and looked at Angela briefly before turning back to us. "We're not interested in 'hanging out' She air quoted. And it was kind of funny. "Now if you don't mind. Angela and I were in a very intense conversation about the workings of all of your puny brains, and I'd really like to get back to it." She cleared her throat. "Now please. Do yourself a favor. Turn around, and walk away." She turned in her seat after her rant, dismissing us.

"We'll see you later." Embry stuttered, as we all turned and walked back out into the hallway.

I wanted to laugh. Laugh hard.

"See!" Embry said, shaking his head. "What the fuck did we tell you?"

Jake joined us a moment later with mounds of food. I kind of felt bad that he missed the little exchange, but like I said before…. Food was food.

"You're never going to get close to her." Jared said, after he swallowed a French fry whole. "You better go find Jess, or your bed's going to get pretty cold." He said laughing.

"Oh hell no." I said as I laughed myself. "This game just got a whole hell of a lot better."

"Yea, yea." Jared said, shoving me in the back. "If you end up on your ass in the end, I'm going to say , I told you so."

I lifted my eyebrow and smirked at the group of men all trying to hide their amusement but failing miserably. "The only one that's going down is Bella. Straight to her fucking knees." I smirked.

It grew quiet after that as everyone finished off their lunch. When the bell rang we all separated, moving in different directions to our next class.

The next few classes moved by pretty quickly. Unfortunately, none of the other guys were in any of them. The teachers were assholes. They had me placed in them alone because they said that when we were all in the same class together, we were too much of a distraction. When the bell final bell rang I grabbed my bag and rushed out of the room towards the gym.

Changing into my blue running shorts, and white tank, I met the guys on the bleachers. It was quiet for a few minutes as people emerged from the dressing rooms. This part of the class always annoyed me, because we sat there for fifteen minutes doing nothing, while we waited for everyone to change.

A chorus of whistling brought my eyes up to scan the room in search of the cause for that type of reaction.

"Holy. Fuck. Me." I whispered, before I had a chance to think about what I was saying. I ignored all the guys laughing as I watched Bella, walk out of the locker room. For a girl, she was stacked. And fuck hot! The way she looked in those shorts shouldn't be fucking legal in high school.

Her tank was snug against her torso; her abs pronounced through the thin material. Her shorts were tiny, and if she were to bed the right way, I'm sure we'd all get a great view of the lower part of her ass. Fuck, Jess had nothing on this girl. No one did.

Mr. Miller grabbed everyone's attention away from the spectacle. Effectively shutting them all up. Bella, walked over and sat next to Angela at the other end of the bleachers. My leg started bouncing anxiously.

"Class, today we'll be having a free period." Mr. Miller said, as he scanned the group of teenagers. "The fields outside are fairly dry and the gym is at your disposal. Please take advantage of your time." After his short speech he turned and made his way back to his office. I swear, he spends more time in there then he does in the actual gym.

"Come on guys." Jared said, standing.

"Where in the hell are we going now?" I asked, as I stood to follow.

"To try and get Bella to talk to us." He said, turning his head to look at me. "I'm starting to feel bad for your ass." He continued.

I laughed.

When we made it to their side of the bleachers, Bella looked away from Angela, in our direction.

"Ugh. Not again." She groaned as she put her face in her hands.

Jared moved to sit directly in front of her on the lower bench. "We just want to get to know you, Bella." He said.

I climbed a few of the steps, and slid in right next to her. She smelled good enough to eat, and my mouth was salivating at the thought of it alone.

"Yea. I'm sure." She snapped back, and I decided that now was a good a time as any to introduce myself.

"Hey. I'm Paul." I whispered, loudly.

She turned to look at me, and our eyes locked. The cables in my all snapped and reconnected around her. There was no one else. There was only her. Just her. Fuck! This might ruin everything.

"Paul, this is our friend Bella." Jared said, noticing right away, what had happened.

Bella's eyes snapped away from mine and she glared at Jared. "Friend?" She snarled.

"Yea! We've decided that we want to hang out with you, Bella." He said, smiling. I saw the whole situation falling rapidly downhill, but I kept quiet.

I could feel her anger growing, and I wasn't going to bait her.

"I don't." She said, after a short pause.

"Don't what?" Embry asked, as he sat by Jared. He obviously didn't know what he was walking in too.

She started shaking slightly, and when the out burst came, I wasn't surprised. "Jesus! You guys cant be that fucking dense. Do I have to spell it out for you? She took a deep breath and then continued, as she clenched her teeth. " I. Do. Not. Want. To. Be. Near. Any. Of. You. So get that through your thick fucking skulls.

I was inwardly laughing and mentally giving the girl a high-five.

"You don't have to be such a bitch." Quil said, hurt by her reaction. "We just want to get to know you."

She started laughing. Manically. And, if I wasn't worried about her sanity, I probably would've been laughing with her. I was honestly scared for Quil. When she spoke next she caught us all off guard.

"Fine! If I say I'll hang out with you, will you leave me alone the rest of the day?" She asked.

Everyone said yes, quickly. We weren't going to pass up the opportunity. This just gets me one step closer to my goal. We stood quietly, and headed towards the door that would lead us towards the fields outside.

We didn't make it far before Quil started. "So… Paul?"

I growled at being caught out, but answered them anyways. "Yes. Okay. Yes! Now please… shut the fuck up!"

"Yes what?" He asked after a moment, and I lifted my eyebrow.

"He imprinted." Jared interrupted as he pointed at me.

"On who?" Quil asked. My god, he really was that fucking dense. I wanted to punch him. I would've if I was sure I wouldn't serve detention for it. Been there… done that.

"On Bella, you fucking jackass." Jared yelled, as he smacked him on the back of his head.

I grinned. At least someone got to hit him.

"Oh. That sucks." Quil said, rubbing his head. "I guess that means Jess is out of the picture for good." He smiled and then licked his lips. "Shit, I just might have to tap that."

"Guys!?" Embry jumped in, panicked.

"What?" Everyone asked in unison.

"You do realize, that she said she'd hang out with us, but we never found out when?" He raised his eyebrow at me.

"We'll go back and ask." Quil said, turning to go back into the gym.

"We cant!" Jake yelled, stopping Quil from going to far. "She said we had to leave her alone the rest of the day."

"The tomorrow." I replied as we started walking back towards the building.

"Tomorrow what?" Quil asked. I was seriously going to ask Sam to poison his Kibble. He was irritating the hell out of me.

"The game begins." I said as I opened the door and let myself in.

The bell rang, and I rushed to the locker room. Changing back into my clothes, I ran out of the gym and down the hall to my locker. I had patrol in twenty minutes and if I hurried, I'd be able to grab something to eat before- hand.

Opening my locker quickly another letter fluttered out. Laughing, I reached down and grabbed it. Slamming my locker shut, I opened the letter and began reading on my way out of the building.

Paul,
I told you to leave her the hell alone… Guess I'm going to have to talk to her.
K

Laughing loudly, I balled the letter up and threw it into the garbage can by the front entrance. "This is going to be more fun that I thought."