As promised, here's another chapter!

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"Jacob!" my father shouted. "Wake up! School starts in half an hour!"

I groaned as I rolled over in my tiny bed. "Can't I skip again?"

Dad's reply was rolling out of my room and saying, "There's a bowl of cereal on the table."

Getting up, I groaned again. My inner-voice was complaining like crazy but I ignored it and put on a pair of jean shorts and a black t-shirt, despite the fact that it was only five degrees outside.

Anyways, if I kept sleeping, Sam would be seriously pissed.

A glance at the clock told me that I now only had ten minutes left. I hurriedly ate my breakfast and added a few extra granola bars to my backpack.

I decided to skip brushing my teeth- no one would notice. I slung my backpack over my shoulder and I was out the house, into the rain.

Running at an inhuman speed, I got to school just in time. I quickly got my books and ran to my history class.

Time dragged by slowly as I went on to my classes. Kids gawked at my new look and whispered about me.

"Oh god, he's not in Sam's gang, is he?"

"I bet it's steroids."

"Omigod, he's so hot now. Ladies, pathetic-but lucky-Jacob Black might actually have a chance with me."

The last comment was by Brooke Anderson, the school's most popular girl. Her cronies, Taylor and Madelyn Weaver would hang onto every word Brooke said and obeyed her every order, no exceptions. It was a wonder that they didn't have the same name as Brooke- but I guess Brooke could have convinced them not to.

I was aggravated by all the whispers. Wasn't it considered rude to stare? Didn't that rule apply to me?

"Jacob! What is the answer to this question?" Mrs. Hart, my science teacher asked.

I stared blankly at her.

"Well?" She questioned impatiently. "What is the atomic weight of lead?"

I scoured my mind for the answer and came up empty. "I-I don't know, ma'am."

She glared at me. "Pay attention, Mr. Black."

She turned back to the board and I started to shake uncontrollably. It wasn't even fair! How was I supposed to know? Sure, I was blanking out while she lectured. So? I'm a frickin' werewolf! Give me a break!

The other students just stared at me in horror and the whispers started up again.


At lunch, I sat down at a table with Embry, Jared and Paul. We all tried to ignore the painful looks that Quil was so nicely sending us.

"Omigod!" Someone shouted. "Save her! Someone save her!"

I looked up in annoyance. Who dared interrupted my lunch with their silly and dramatic rants? Teenagers are so stupid.

Well, except for the pack, of course.

When I looked, I saw a crowd surrounding someone. They were talking all at once- a major disturbance to my sensitive ears.

I walked over there to give everyone a piece of my mind. I stomped over and everyone stopped at once and stared at me, all obviously intimated.

Then, what I saw made my heart stop.

Right there, in the middle of the crowd, lay a beautiful creature. She was sprawled in all direction, her sleek black hair covering her face.

Even though I couldn't see her face, I knew it was pretty.

Who is this girl? She was everything. I would be and do anything for her. Preferably her boyfriend, but I would still settle on being her best friend or protector.

In fact, I would even die for her.

I shook myself. What was I thinking? I don't even know who this is!

"I'm fine." A voice snapped. The girl started to get up. "Leave me alone. Shoo. Go away."

Harper Todd, a quiet girl stood up from the ground. "Are you okay? I was so worried!"

The crowd started to disperse. "I'm fine. I just fell, that's all. Maybe I blacked out for a while."

"Too bad you didn't stay unconscious. You would have been doing everyone a favor." Brooke drawled.

"Yeah!" Madelyn and Taylor chorused in unison.

I felt a strange need to defend the angel and succumbed. "Oh, shut up, Brooke."

"Well-" Taylor started, her blue eyes flashing.

"Pay him no attention, Taylor." Brooke flipped her wavy, dark hair. "He isn't worth it."

Madelyn looked at Brooke strangely. "I thought you put dibs on him earlier! I mean-"

"Shut up!" Brooke snapped.

"Let's leave, girls. These losers are pathetic reasons for human beings." Brooke cackled.

I started to shake. Madelyn and Taylor cowered in fear but Brooke seemed unfazed.

The three losers all simultaneously flipped their hair and stomped out of the cafeteria in their stilettos.

Who did these girls think they were? Since when do they have the right to offend me and my angel? How dare they?!

I snuck a glance at the beautiful creature and suddenly, I felt all calm.

"Are you okay?" I asked softly.

"I'm fine." She retorted. "I didn't need your help, you know."

I know that voice . . . was it really . . . ?

No. It couldn't be.

"Leah Clearwater?" I said.

She was annoyed, to say the least. "What?" she spat.

Harper's gaze darted in back and forth to both our faces. I don't know what expression was currently on my face, but it was probably pained.

I cleared my throat. "Uh . . . nothing."

Dude, you are so whipped. My inner-voice laughed.

Shut up, inner-voice. I snapped.

You are such a loser.

Great. And what exactly makes me a loser, inner-voice? We are the same person.

You hear voices in your head.

"Good, now leave." Leah's melodic voice shook me out of my stupid conversation.

I was so hurt, that I obeyed. I sauntered out of the room and ran outside, quickly changing into my wolf form.

As I berated myself for shredding my clothes, I came to a shocking revelation.

I had imprinted.

So that's what happened? What the hell? I don't want to imprint! It makes me turn all gushy and fluffy.

Whoa, dude. You imprinted on Leah Clearwater?

Jared? What are you doing in wolf form?

Uh . . . I don't know? He lied.

I knew he was trying to hide it but I found out soon enough. I tried to stifle a wolf laugh.

You didn't know Kim's name? Ha! I laughed.

Well, it's not my fault! She was practically invisible! He defended himself.

She sat next to you every day since freshman year!

I know, I know. But seriously, a popular guy has a lot on his mind. He suddenly turned serious. So, Sam imprinted, I imprinted and you imprinted. Is it as rare as legend says? 'Cause that's a lot.

I don't know. We should consult with Sam. I answered.

Jared disagreed. He's in Seattle with Emily, remember?

Right. I groaned. I have double-patrol tonight.

Me too. Anyways, I think I'm going to-

A sweet, strong smell suddenly hit us. It was sickeningly sweet and smelled so revolting that I felt bile rising in my throat.

Vampire. Jared snarled.

So, I'll end it there. Sorry, it's short. I just wanted to get this out to you guys!

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