Alex Mazzola

After the first round of the grueling cheer battle between Sunset High, the twenty minute break to recuperate was called.

"I think there's something wrong with Felicity." Nessie told me as she and I drank water straight from the cooler.

"Why? Did she say something?"

"Yeah but I'm not supposed to say." She told me.

I frowned but shook my head. I didn't really want to think about anybody else's feelings right now. I have a lot of my own emotions to deal with. After my encounter with Connor, I haven't been able to feel safe knowing that my attacker had been given a get out of jail free card. And for what? To frolic around and manipulate other girls? And rape them in the process?

Ever since that day, I've become that same vulnerable fifteen year old girl I was before and I didn't like that one bit. I wasn't going to stand for the same thing happening to some other girl.

For the past three years since that dreadful time in my life, I had no one to talk to about it but my aunt. I've always been close to her and I'd always think of her as my sister, my closet confidant.

Anyway, she was still living in Oakland Woods at the time and so when she asked what was wrong with me I just gave in and told her. Since that day, her dislike for my mother turned into full-blown hatred and I guess that's when she started disliking my dad as well for being so ignorant.

I've been thinking about doing something really bad and against all humanity but I really didn't know where to start. How will Seth react to it? Do I even tell him?

I was about to answer Nessie but when I caught the sight of Seth –making his teacher rounds around the bleachers whilst cheering on the team in his stupid, yet cute Hurricanes cap and cape – I couldn't help but feel distracted.

"Hey, I'll be right back!" I told Nessie as I handed my bottle to her before making my way over to Mr. Clearwater.

"Um…okay. What is wrong with everybody today?" I heard her whisper to herself behind me.

"Mr. C!" I called as I reached up to my big bloke.

He beamed when he saw me.

"Hello, Alex." He told me, totally ignoring all the sophomore girls talking to him.

I gave them a distinct look to run off and I watched as they all scurried away like the little chickens they were.

"Why don't you help me get something in the school supply closet?"

"Um…okay!"

I was the first to walk away discreetly to the building where the supply closet was, yards away from the field. I leaned against the wall as the wall as I waited for Seth appear.

"Hey, Alex. Why are we sneaking around –" I didn't even give him a chance to finish that sentence before I smashed my lips on his as I gripped him by the collar and slammed him against the wall.

"Mmm." He moaned at the zealousness of the kiss which caused him to involuntarily open his mouth, instigating a sort of ballroom dancing with our tongues.

"Alex," He bemoaned between the kiss.

I hummed as I pushed him into the supply closet and closed the door behind us before throwing my body onto him, wrapping my legs around his waist which triggered him to stumble over cleaning equipment out of shock. He soon registered quickly what was going on before supporting my weight on him and returning the kiss gladly.

We pulled away to gasp for air about a minute later.

"What's all this about?" He laughed as he panted heavily, pressing his large, warm hands on my waist.

I shrugged, draping my arms around his neck and threading my fingers through his long ponytailed sleek black hair. I loved that his hair was so long. It was something I could hold onto when we kissed.

"I don't know. I just wanted to kiss you." I told him with a weak attempt at a smile. It wasn't the only reason why I pulled him into the supply closet.

He smiled, moving a strand of hair from my forehead.

"Well you picked the awkward time since we can barely fit in this closet what with my large frame and all." He laughed.

"You and I have been together for a year and I still can't believe I hadn't realized how tall you actually were." I laughed.

He laughed along for a while before his smile dropped.

"We've been together for a year? Wow! How the time has flown by." He exclaimed nervously, staring down at my chest.

I chuckled, shaking my head as I cupped his painted face in my hands and filled the gap between us in another powerful smacker on the lips. I pulled away to urgently lift my shirt over my head before tossing it to the pile of cloths and gripped his face again.

"Seth. I'm going to do something and when I do it, you probably won't like me after I do it. I hope you understand." I expressed vaguely.

He looked at me, befuddlement written all over his face.

"What are you talking about?"

I gazed into his eyes. "I love you, Seth. Always remember that." I told him.

He frowned, but nodded despite himself. "Yeah, I know that."

I smiled and pressed my lips against his, sealing our lips together into one unit.

I pulled away to look into the brown eyes I loved so…

"You wanna know what I was thinking?" I asked.

He smiled as he placed me down on the ground.

"What?"

"We should get outta town." I told him.

He cocked an eyebrow. "What?" He repeated, this time thinking I was crazy.

"What do you mean get outta town?" He asked me as he pulled some dust out of my hair.

"I mean get outta town! Just leave for a hot minute and not have to worry about people judging our relationship. We won't have to hide from everyone, or worry about being seen. You know, just…" I paused. "Be together."

He still thought I was crazy but I could see him thinking about it.

"Okay if we do this then…when? I mean we don't exactly have all the time in the world to just drop everything and go." He chuckled.

I shrugged. "We'll think of something! You can just call in sick for a week and it's not like I like going to school."

"So where do you suppose we take this week off?"

"I don't know. Anywhere besides Oakland Woods, California would be fine. What do you have in mind?" I asked.

He thought for a while before grinning widely.

I don't think I was going to like this.

… …

Renesmee Cullen

Felicity left way too quickly after the pep rally and Alex just disappeared. Rea was too preoccupied in taking the best photos for the school yearbook so basically that left me all by myself. Something was up with my friends, not Rea though, well there's always something unstable about her.

Alex looks like she's going to either walk off a plank or go kill someone and Felicity looks like she's currently witnessing some ghost reunion. I don't know what is going on with everyone but I intend to find out.

I bumped into Justin as I walked to the parking lot.

"Hey! Justin!" I greeted.

He startled up as I called out to him, causing him to drop his Hurling kit he was currently loading into the back of his truck.

I giggled. "I didn't mean to scare you."

He awkwardly turned around and grinned dorkily. "No!" He muttered in a high pitch before quickly clearing his throat and covering up his mess.

"That was totally not manly at all uh…" He said. I laughed. "No! You didn't scare…H-how are you doing?" He asked nervously.

I nodded. "I'm good I guess. The pep rally was a total bust though." I giggled, gesturing to all the disappointed teenagers rolling out of the school building.

"Uh, yeah! We lost. What a shocker." He said sarcastically.

I laughed.

"What are you planning on doing right now?" I asked.

"Nothing, why?" He asked.

"Well, Felicity and Alex are gone and Rea's too busy so I was wondering if you're not too busy? I want someone to talk to."

"So I'm your sloppy second best?" He joked –at least I thought he was.

"No. I'd say you're my sloppy fifth, right after Luke." I joked. He chuckled. "No. It's just…you and I don't talk anymore."

"I think you know why." He said, awkwardly looking at the ground.

I smiled slightly. "I know but it really doesn't mean we can't be friends? I mean we were before."

"That's true." He said. I smiled. "So where do we wanna talk?"

I thought for a moment.

… …

"Haven't you noticed something a little off and grumpy with Alex lately?" I asked Justin after talking for over ten minutes.

"Isn't Alex always a little off and grumpy?" He laughed.

I snickered. "You're probably right."

He smiled.

"What's going on with you? How's the secret life of Justin Mazzola?" I joked, nudging his arm as we walked down the leaf and lumber infested woods.

He chuckled. "Uh, nothing much really. Just trying to make it through the teenage and supernatural world."

I smiled as we reached the stream.

"I still cannot believe you're a werewolf." I laughed, hopping off the rocks that led to the other side of the stream of water.

"Yeah, well believe it." He said.

"But how do you call yourself a werewolf if you have nothing to show for it? I mean I've never seen you in your form." I said, jumping onto the ground.

"Okay." He said, nodding his head as he jumped off the rock and landing on the gravel ground.

"Punch me," He told me.

I frowned. "What?" I laughed.

"Punch me in the face, right here." He said, gesturing to his jaw.

I deepened my furrowed brows.

"I'm not too sure about that."

"Come on, trust me!" He told me.

I sighed.

"Okay! But I'll have to warn you. I have a mean right hook." I said.

He scoffed, with a slight misogynistic look.

"I'm sure I can handle –" He couldn't even finish his sentence before I implanted my fist into his jaw, knocking him to the ground.

I gasped, covering my mouth. "Justin! Are you okay?!"

He groaned, clenching his jaw and lifting himself off the ground.

He shook his head as he stared at the ground, dazed.

"Yeah, I'm okay." He cleared his throat before crouching down. "Hit me again."

I gnawed my bottom lip before giving him right hook to his face and slamming my other fist into his gut, causing him to groan again. I finished off my intending to kick his gut but ultimately landing on a place no man should be touched.

I widened my eyes as I watched him fall to the ground in writhingly pure agony, clutching his groin and whimpering loudly.

"Omigosh! Justin! I am so –"

"No! I'm okay!"

"You sure? You don't look okay!"

"I'll be okay!" He clarified, still groaning in pain. "Just back up a little bit." He warned me.

"Justin, I –"

"Nessie, please?" He pleaded.

I placed my index finger nervously on my bottom lip as I backed away.

I watched as his body visibly heated up as his breathing hitched. He slowly emerged from the ground, breathing heavily and his chest puffing up and contracting simultaneously.

"Justin?" I called, feeling the nerves in me awakening.

As Justin's head arose, I could perceptibly see his animalistic alter ego. The sides or outline of his face and jaws were now submerged and congested with fur. His eyebrows were bushier than they were before. His eyes slowly fluttered open and I was amazed at how auburn they looked, like the sunset.

I moved my focus to his hands which were basically not considered human hands at all as his nails turned into canine claws. At this rate, I probably looked like the Scream painting. I couldn't find the words to describe how he looked but…he was beautiful –it wasn't the beauty I saw in Jacob's wolf form, this was different – but he truly was beautiful.

Until he unleashed his sharp canine fangs that protruded from his mouth.

This caused me to involuntarily take a step back.

"Don't be afraid." He barked.

He literally barked. It was a dark, hoarse-y growl. It didn't sound like him at all.

"Justin! I –"

He gazed at the ground, ashamed. "I look hideous, right?"

I didn't answer. He was beautiful but not the pleasant kind, the kind you don't even want to be around (which is weird, I know).

"I-I thought you only turned on a full moon?" I asked.

I watched as he visibly calmed down and his wolf form slowly subsided.

"Bluebloods…I mean, Children of the Moon can only shift into their full wolf form on a full moon. That's the uncontrollable shift but this is only half of it."

"Wait, so you can shift but not go all wolf if you want to?" I said, still amazed as I stared at the human Justin.

He nodded. "Yes and no. I can only half-shift if I give into full aggression."

"So basically if you get angry, you can turn?"

He nodded.

"So by punching you, you turned?"

"Yeah and thinking about my dad." He told me.

I chuckled. Right. His relationship with his dad wasn't great.

"That is wicked!" I laughed.

He chuckled as he and I continued walking and continued talking about him being a werewolf.

"So, you said something about Bluebloods?"

"Yeah well, I don't really know much about that if I'm totally honest. Ray Parker's still teaching me about that. All I know is that Bluebloods are the kind of wolves that are created to follow a master. It's not like a normal wolf who just gets bitten and runs off on his own, I was created to be a part of a pack. That's why when I turn on a full moon, my eyes are blue but when I turn in a normal setting like today, I exhibit the normal COM traits."

"COM." I laughed at the acronym. "Wow! So if you turn because of anger, don't you ever want the need to kill? I mean, you say when you shift on a full moon that everything about you isn't controlled and that you often don't remember what you did the next day."

"Yeah. It's the most painful thing. Right now, I had to stop myself from trying to kill you." He told me, looking at the ground.

"So I'm guessing the how you'd try to kill me is open for interpretation?" I probed.

He laughed. "Ripping you apart and feeding off you dead body crossed my mind."

I looked at him, eyes bulged. "Geez! What did I ever do to you?"

He laughed.

"Okay so…does someone have to be dying to become like you? Or is it a normal bite on the neck and boom, you're a werewolf?"

"Well that happened to me I guess. When I first got bitten, it felt like any animal attack and the venom was almost excruciating but the next day I just placed a Band-Aid and gauze on my neck and drank some Adderall and I was fine until the first full moon of that month." He told me.

"You still remember the night you were turned?"

"Yeah? Am I not supposed to?"

"No! It's just… I thought that maybe you forgot everything about your human life like a vampire would."

"Oh, uh nope not really. I basically live a normal life. I eat normal food, I don't drink blood, and I am able to be around sunlight if that's what you're implying."

"Minus the fact that you turn into a homicidal werewolf on a full moon." I said, suddenly nervous at the topic.

"But I do have a deer fetish."

I laughed. "Me too."

He smiled.

So the bite on Felicity's neck could have been from a werewolf and she probably could turn on a full moon? But nothing happened to her when Charles bit her last time? So…would the same happen to her?

Why wouldn't she tell me?

Of course! She didn't know I was part of the supernatural world. She probably thought I wouldn't understand. She probably believed I was just a plain ole human who knew nothing at all.

What if it was Charles? W-what if Charles is back? And he compelled her to forget and knew I'd be the one to see the bite mark? What if that was his message to me and my family?

Now I completely regretted keeping the secret from her even more.

I knew lying to her would not end well.

Maybe if she knew about the supernatural like the rest did, then I'd be able to protect her.

"D-did…did Ray turn you?" I asked Justin.

He nodded.

I frowned. If Ray's going around turning people, then what is the difference of him turning Felicity?

But what would he want with a normal oblivious teenage girl?

Maybe that's precisely the reason. To turn the most gullible of people into homicidal killers like him.

This caused me to look at Justin in a different light.

What if he knew about this?

"He says he did it only to protect me and didn't intend to do it but…I really don't know. He's not the ideal leader."

"Alpha," I said.

"What?" He asked.

"He's your alpha. You're his beta."

He frowned. "Werewolves aren't created to be in packs."

"But didn't you say Bluebloods are designed to follow a leader?"

"I know what I said! But he's not my alpha. I don't have to follow him. He's just helping me learn control and then I'm off on my own." He told me.

I furrowed my eyebrows. He was completely changing the tune. I was confused –which has been happening a lot lately in this town.

"I—"

I was immediately cut off when I smelt the scent of a dark, brooding, musky, dangerous animal and Justin and I darted our heads forward to see Ray Parker standing, motionless with his hands tucked into his jacket pocket and a resting sourpuss facial expression.

"Yo! Ray!" Justin uttered out in a fright. "What are you doing here?"

"I should be asking you the same question." He stated gruffly, eying me with a stink eye.

"No, she and I are just –"

"I do not want to know what you and your girlfriend's intentions were." Ray answered in a harsh tone.

"She's not!" Justin exclaimed before biting his tongue. "She's not exactly my girlfriend."

I glared at him. Not exactly? What's that supposed to mean?

"We're not dating at all!" I answered firmly.

"Does it look like I care, deformed bloodsucker?" He snarled.

Deformed bloodsucker?

"Okay! Ray. There's no need to be rude." Justin warned.

"Justin! I don't care! Our beings are created to be mortal enemies, not to pretend to be chummy with them."

"Ray…" Justin tried to argue but I could tell his role was to be submissive to Ray –even though he tried to deny it.

I guess that left me to defend my case.

"Look, Ray Parker." I spat. "I don't know what I did to make you hate me and my family! We're not the one turning teenage humans into their sired little puppies! We're just minding our own business. We have no relation to the vampires who you have vendettas against. We weren't involved in the killing of your family so we don't deserve the hate." I said but instantly regretted it when I noticed the angered expression that formed his facial expression as I mentioned his family.

In a blinding flash, he appeared in front of me, growling heavily.

"Don't you ever utter things you do not know to me again, you naïve bloodsucker! You know nothing about my life! So do not test me hybrid or some help me god! You and your little friends will pay the ultimate price, do you hear me? I know you've been looking into my past with your huntress of friend and I suggest you stop. You can chain the word to your sister too." Ray snarled seething with fits of antagonism as he glared at both of us.

"I may have saved your life once but next time I won't be so generous." He warned me.

I stood my ground, but deep down, I was absolutely on edge. His warning was so rough and so ungentle and intimidating that you'd be crazy not feel some sort of timorous feeling to it.

His forbidding demeanor caused me to take a step back.

"Hey! I wondered where you two went off too. What's going….?" We heard Luke's untimely entrance to the scene. "On…" He said shakily as noticed the tension.

Ray moved his glare from me and landed his eyes onto Luke.

I don't know what happened but just the mere presence of Luke seemed to calm him down. Believe me, he looked really pissed but it was like Luke was the only one who Ray didn't want to rip apart.

"Get your friends out of here before I'm not so nice the second time around." He finally moved his focus away from Luke after a while before walking off.

I exhaled a heavy breath.

"Did I miss something?" Luke exhibited another form awkward timing in that line.

I narrowed my eyes at Justin before shaking my head in disappointment and storming away.

"Renesmee, wait!" He called out to me.

A/N: Okay! I know what you guys are going to say, 'Messed up!' 'Ray Parker must die' or maybe 'I've seen something like this before' but no you haven't because it's about to get real, you're about to see something you haven't seen before Lol.

Is Ray a friend or foe?

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