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The teacher addressed himself as Mr. Smith, but Seth and Embry called him Smitty. He gave me a book and sent me back on my way. We started talking about Ireland and the culture. I knew a lot about Ireland so I didn’t really feel the need to pay attention, seeing as how I was half Irish and I could always ask my relatives about these things.

The hour consisted of lectures over the cultures and someone thought they’d be funny and we landed in a debate on Samuel Adams beer against Michelob Light beer. Embry and Seth pretty much kept quiet during it, since they said they didn’t care for beer. I got out of it by saying I didn’t drink either, which was a lie. Back in California, my friends and I would go and have parties almost twice a month each and somehow my should-be sister, Kayleigh, would end up in her underwear in font of the house almost every time.

After we got out of there, I had only one class left; English. I walked in and almost every seat was full besides a few near the desk. I decided I’d go with the farthest one and landed in the back row, almost by myself, except for two guys and a girl.

The girl was about my height in seemed with brown hair and brown eyes. She was wearing a pink shirt with a white jacket over it and blue jeans. She smiled at me as I sat next to her.

“Hey, I’m Cassie” She smiled.

“Chris.”

“Aren’t you Colin’s sister?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Just wondering I guess. Oh! These guys are Ty and Jamie.” She pointed at the two guys sitting around her and they both looked at me.

Ty had short spiky black hair and baby blue eyes. He had a Birthday Massacre t-shirt on and a pair of black jeans. Jamie had an American Eagle polo on with some denim jeans.

“Class,” The teacher called but no one really listened.

“This is just like my old class.” I mumbled. I did the one thing that we had to do back in Cali, I whistled so loud that everyone went quiet and started looking around. Cassie, Ty, and Jamie started chuckling.

“Thank-you. Today, we have a new student here, Christina Spurs.”

Everyone started looking over at me. I looked up from a doodle I was doing on my pad of paper and saw that Cassie was silently telling me to stand up. I shook my head and went back to my doodle. I felt a pair of eyes staring at me and I looked over and I had to do a double take. Jake was in my class and he was staring at me.

My heart started pounding and I couldn’t look away until the teacher called my name so loudly that I nearly jumped. Jake started chuckling and finally looked away.

“Sorry. Head in the clouds. What did you say?” I chuckled and Ty nearly fell over in laughter.

“Where are you from?” The teacher asked. Dammit, I forgot her name.

“Uhh… Just outside Orange County.” I nodded and then I heard the mumbling again.

The teacher smiled and started writing on a paper. She started talking about Shakespeare and after she got done talking, she said she wasn’t feeling too well and gave us the rest of the hour to ourselves. I sat back and when I finished my amazing doodle of a Celtic symbol, I saw a shadow hovering me.

“So, Honors Math, Honors History, and regular English? You sure you’re Colin’s sister?” Jake chuckled as he sat on the top of the desk in front of me. I looked around and Jamie, Ty, and Cassie were on the other side of the room.

“Yeah, I took my mom’s brains. Colin took Dads. How did you know I took Honors classes?”

“A little bird named Seth Clearwater.” He smiled.

“Little bird like to sing?” I laughed as I grabbed my books when the bell ring.

“Remember, class! Stories are due in a week!” The teacher yelled before anyone got out.

“Not too much thank God. Listen, I wanted to apologize for being rude at lunch.” He held out his hand and smiled. “Jacob Black.”

“Christina Spurs.” I laughed. “Call me Chris. Everyone else does. But don’t worry, I may not know what’s going on but I could tell you were upset by what Colin said.”

“Nah. It’s okay. Like I said, it’s none of my business.”

“Well, can I ask who Bella is?” He looked right at me with those beautiful eyes.

“She’s just a good friend of mine. Her boyfriend and I aren’t exactly on good terms, I guess you could say.” He lightly chuckled and I knew instantly what he meant.

We arrived at my car, a 2001 Jeep Wrangler, and I opened the passenger door and set my stuff in the seat.

“So how was your first day at La Push?” He asked as he leaned on the side of my car.

“It was okay. Everyone looked at me like I had a terminal disease or something. But I’m sure I’ll be okay.”

“Maybe it’s because of that stud in your nose and the tattoo on your shoulder.” He chuckled as he pointed to my tattoo of the Celtic symbol on my shoulder blade with wolf prints walking up my shoulder and stopping at my heart and forms into another symbol that looks like a wolf. I guess my jacket slid off a little bit and it started to show. “Interesting though.”

“What?”

“The tattoo. The wolf theme. It’s interesting.”

“Why?” I squinted my eyes and chuckled.

“It’s a long story.” He smiled and I swear my stomach did a flip. “I’ll see you later.”

“See ya.” I smiled and I saw him walk away.

The End

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