Lone Wolf

AUish Twilight Story focused on Alice/OC

By Princess Alexandria

Prologue:

They would never forgive me, I thought as I stared out at the darkened woods. The action had ended, and a dead deer was laying across the log. That had little to do with my current problem though. I took a shaky breath, and I could still smell the scent of her in the air. I was downwind of her kill, so I could also smell the remains of the doe, but it was her scent that had me inhaling deeply again.

A small whimper escaped my lips, as the scent that should have been repellent to my kind was nothing but sweet. I hung my head down and nosed the ground, sniffing at the dirt to try and give myself a moment of peace, but her scent still came to me. My newly enhanced senses were tormenting me.

“Diana” A mental call from one of the pack had me moving to quickly shift back to human before my thoughts were listened into by the newly shifted Sam. The breeze on my naked skin was cool, but I rarely got cold anymore. I stared with my human eyes at the spot where I’d seen her, and the memory of her grace and power filled my mind.

“This isn’t supposed to be possible.” I whispered, even though I was sure I was alone now. My voice was a touch deeper than it had been two months ago, before I became a werewolf. We only came into being to protect our people from vampires. There were only three of us now, but more were clearly coming, our pack was growing. I couldn’t have betrayed my pack like this, I tried to deny it, but I could feel it. The feeling that Sam described when explaining to me what I was and I knew I had imprinted. My instant attraction to her was proof of it, but she was a vampire and this was going to be a disaster.

I needed time to think about this, and the pack’s telepathic connection would force me to talk to the others when I still didn’t understand it. They’d never forgive this. My arms shook as I pushed myself up onto my feet fully and turned so slowly to make my way out of the forest on two feet. I didn’t care that I was naked, it was preferable to the hell I was going to go through the first time I was shifted when one of my pack was as well.

The pack hadn’t been able to guess how I’d imprint, being the first lesbian werewolf the tribe had ever had, and the first female one on top of that, Sam, the slightly sexist alpha thought I might imprint on a male, I’d been firm that I would stick to females. I know this complication hadn’t been on anyone’s radar.

She was so beautiful, and her expression as she stared up at the stars captivated me. Her pale skin and her dark hair made her seem like a moon goddess, as she’d taken down that deer. She never even saw me there, but I was never going to be the same after seeing her.

By the time I reached my car, and my clothes, the sun was getting ready to rise. I pulled on my shirt and stared out at the forest, trying to come to grips with what I needed to do. I couldn’t hunt her, I couldn’t protect my tribe from her. One glimpse of her and I was rendered impotent of my power. I was a protector, and I couldn’t be that against her or her family. I couldn’t imagine hurting her, and it scared me how much I loved a vampire girl I had never spoken to. Imprinting was a horrible, horrible thing. To know she was my mate and if I couldn’t have her, I’d never be fulfilled, was terrifying. No one else would do for me now. A tear traveled down my cheek as I struggled with that. No one else would do.

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Lone Wolf - Chapter 1

I stared at my reflection in the foggy mirror, taking in the jeans and my best shirt with a grimace. I glanced at the bag I had in the corner, wishing it contained more clothes, before looking back at myself. My hair had a slight wave, a testament to my half white heritage, but it was still a very dark brown. I self consciously ran my hands over my shirt, smoothing it down. It was a button up light colored jean shirt that I suspected wouldn’t be in style at the new High School. I tucked it in again, and sighed. It was the best I could do.

My stomach growled as I moved over the creaking floor of the shack I’d found to live in after being run out of La Push. My father had disowned me rather quickly, all his pride in my being one of the protectors didn’t prevent that once I admitted that I’d imprinted on a vampire. A slight growl escaped my lips and I just picked up my bookbag and slipped out of the shack, being careful not to hurt the door as I closed it.

I was going to be a super-senior, which wasn’t really all that super. A fifth year student at a new school, there was no point in worrying too much how I’d look, I was bound to be treated like an idiot. My last semester at my last school had been going well until I started to turn into a werewolf, and I’d had to miss a lot of days. I might have still pulled through with a passing grade in my requirements if I hadn’t then lost my home and been banned from the area. That made actually attending school rather difficult.

I found this shack while hunting for food, because I couldn’t afford to buy food. I had no electricity and no running water. I lived as a wolf a lot more of the time, and I’d learned to shield my thoughts from the pack now, but that was too late. I found a small job in town at the bookstore, but they couldn’t give me enough hours to live as a human does. I did earn enough to buy some things, and I managed to talk the owners of the gym across the street into letting me just pay a small fee for use of their showers. I didn’t tell them I didn’t have one at home, I just claimed that I worked out before work and didn’t want to be sweaty all day. I felt pathetic.

Holding the backpack tightly I ran through the woods towards the high school, missing my car, which I couldn’t afford to keep. The trees whipped past me as I used all my werewolf speed in my human form, something I was getting increasingly good at. I slowed as I heard cars and laughter.

I stepped out of the woods and walked at a normal pace towards Forks High School, doing my best to not appear as nervous as I felt. I found the main office easily, as I’d had to register myself here. I was going to be here all year, I lost some credits changing schools, but I suspected that would work for me. I gave a small smile to the receptionist and waited for her to finish talking with some other girl who wasn’t happy with her gym class time. I understood why, no one wanted to have fifth period gym and spend sixth period all sweaty. When the receptionist claimed they had showers I did my best to not laugh, the teachers in high school never gave students enough time to actually use them, as if they’d want to try. I didn’t expect it would be different here.

That strange feeling came over me again. It was just a feeling I got sometimes, a sense that I should do something. After a few times ignoring it as a child, I’d learned to pay attention. “I could switch classes. I have sixth period gym.” I offered, because I couldn’t imagine what else that feeling could be telling me to do. I considered that feeling my werewolf sixth sense, but the others didn’t seem to have it. It was almost like a ‘spidey sense’ but I was no Spiderman.

“Really?” The girl looked over at me and I could see she was sizing me up even as she gave me a grateful look. I just shrugged, as the receptionist gave me a grateful look as well. I suspect this girl would have whined for a while.

“Doesn’t make a difference to me.” I muttered. It didn’t really, because I knew I wasn’t going to sweat in a class for humans, and I really had no idea how I was even going to hide my strength or speed. I couldn’t actually try in that class, my main effort would be in trying not to do well.

“We’d need to rearrange your schedule.” The woman said, reaching for a file cabinet. I didn’t need to tell her who I was. I was the only new senior here and she’d probably remember me, since I had to register myself all by myself. “And Jessica, if we can’t make full schedules for both of you, we aren’t doing this.” The secretary warned the happy looking girl, making Jessica’s smile fade a bit.

“Of course Ms. Cope.” Jessica spoke as the receptionist handed me my schedule. I glanced at it to see I’d have to get rid of fifth period biology as well. Damn, biology was a bit more interesting than physics, which had been my other choice when I’d picked it.

It turned out to be okay, and Jessica smiled and waved at me as we left after seeing the counselor. I didn’t think Chemistry would be too painful, definitely less math than physics. I also had to switch another class, to make this all work but it was still US History, just at a different time, and with the Juniors, but it would work. It wasn’t like I was taking classes with friends, or even my own age group, so I didn’t care what class they put me in. Jessica had been rather grateful after seeing how much work went into switching my schedule around.

I had to rush to class, and almost walked passed my first class. The teacher was already at the front of the class so I rushed up to her and gave her that pink slip she needed to sign. As I turned to look at the room while the teacher wrote I noticed where the empty seats weren’t, as it there was only one. I glanced at the blonde sitting there and I had to blink and look again. She was beautiful, and her eyes moved to look back at me, probably realizing where I’d end up a moment after I did. I took a subtle sniff of the air and my eyes widened a bit more.

“Here you go, go have a seat and we’ll get started.” The teacher actually startled me as she handed me my pink sheet. I slowly made my way over to the table in the back no one else had wanted to share with the pretty girl, and sniffed again.

“Dog.” The whisper was way too quiet for a human to hear, and it wasn’t at all the friendly. I gripped my backpack a bit tighter and took a breath before answering.

“Leech.” I spoke just as quietly and sat down next to her, noticing her shift further away. As soon at the insult left my lips I felt a pang of guilt. That dark haired goddess was one of this vampire’s coven, and I didn’t like the idea of anyone calling that amazing creature a leech. It was disrespectful, and not true. They did try to live off animals after all. “Sorry.” I glanced over at the blonde next to me after a moment. “My name’s Diana.” I spoke a little louder, enough that is was something the people right in front of us could hear, as I turned and gave a small smile.

Since I had spoken loud enough for the human’s to hear she gave me what looked like a tense fake smile. “Rosalie.” That was all she said, before turning to the front of the room again. I sighed and pulled out my binder as the teacher started talking.

Every once in a while I’d inhale, sniffing the air, as I struggled to understand the difference. Rosalie wasn’t nearly as sweet and tempting smelling at the other one, but she also didn’t repel me. She wasn’t a scent I’d seek out for sure, but I could stand it.

I had heard the Cullen’s went to school here, which was a large part of the reason I didn’t just go for a GED. I signed up at this school hoping to get to know someone from that coven, and my table mate was from it. I sighed softly as I considered how to start a conversation with her.

“Okay, I want you to pair up for your first assignment.” The teacher spoke and I looked back to the front of the room for a moment, trying to remember what that assignment was. “You will write an ‘interview’ of your partner as if they were famous, giving us a good idea of who they are and what they stand for.”

I grimaced, having missed that entire conversation. “When is this due?” I turned and asked Rosalie. I wasn’t comfortable with this at all. I could just imagine myself as some sunglass wearing star holding up a hand saying ‘no comment’ to every question. There was way too much of my life I wasn’t able to share with a full human.

“Friday.” Rosalie answered and glanced around the room. I noticed the other students pairing up, usually with their table mate or the person behind them. A boy started to turn to look at me and I cringed at the sharp scent of pheromones he put off while looking at Rosalie, or I. His eyes traveled between us as if picking his partner.

“You’re with me right Rosalie?” I turned and gave the vampire a slightly pleading look. I whispered superquiet, “Neither of us can play twenty questions with these kids.” Rosalie grimaced, but she nodded. I did notice she wiggled her noise a little and held her hand over it in a subtle insult as she did it, so this wasn’t going to be all that fun. I turned to the boy. “We’re all paired up.” I smiled at him, baring my teeth a bit. It was strange, but his scent bothered me a hell of a lot more than hers did.

“You will need to meet outside of class in order to complete this, but I’ll give you the rest of our class time to get started. “ The teacher smiled, pleased with this assignment, and I sighed as I turned to my reluctant partner. Not wanting to talk too much here, we just agreed to make time sometime this week to get an acceptable paper. I offered to let her edit my work, which did seem to thaw her attitude out a bit. I wouldn’t write anything she wouldn’t agree with. That earned me the right to see hers as well.

Once the bell rang, however, I found myself alone so quickly I wondered if anyone thought it was strange she moved that fast. English class would definitely be interesting this year, I thought, as I packed up my stuff and pulled out the map. When pheromone boy started to walk towards me, I slipped out quickly to avoid his attention.

When I slipped into my Chemistry class, I noticed Rosalie look up as soon as I stepped inside and I gave her a subtle smile, glancing at the empty chair beside her. I was starting to like this, I thought as I got my form signed and moved toward her table.

“Not both of my classes mongrel.” Rosalie muttered quietly. “I need a break from your stench.” Okay, that hurt a little. Apparently I really did smell like werewolf to them, even if they didn’t smell like vampire to me. I sighed and nodded at her, while moving to the left, taking the empty seat two tables over. I didn’t want her to hate me.

When all the seats except the one next to her were taken I watched as pheromone boy came in. “Should have gone with me.” I whispered so quiet the girl next to me didn’t hear and smirked as that boy sat down next to Rosalie. I could hear his nervousness, which was instinctual, near a vampire, but his eyes still raked over her when she looked away. Rosalie was going to regret letting that boy that close. I kept my eye on them as the teacher spoke, unsure what I’d do if the vampire snapped at his less than subtle looks at her breasts. I couldn’t let her kill him, but I could sympathize with why she might want to.

My other morning classes were less interesting, with no vampires in them. I waited until the last minute to go in, each time, wondering if I’d get a vampire I could learn more about that beauty from, or even that goddess herself, but nothing.

As I sat waiting for the bell in my fourth class, Math, I mentally counted how much money I had in my pocket. I could afford lunch and by now I was so hungry. I actually needed to eat more than a full human did now, but I didn’t have enough for that. I’d need to hunt tonight to build up my meat supply at least.

What did the vampires do about lunch time? I thought as I walked down the hall, by myself, towards the cafeteria. I did stop long enough to put some of my new textbooks into my locker, and make sure I could open it. I was eager to get a glimpse of her again, and maybe to learn her name.

“Werewolf.” I hear the end of Rosalie’s comment as I stepped into the cafeteria, and honestly if it weren’t that word I probably would have missed in the loud room with a hundred conversations.

“threat?” I heard a male voice ask, but the rest of it was drowned out by pheromone boy, who was apparently called Mike.

Mike stood in front of me, “Want to sit with me and my friends?” He smiled and was a bit stunned that I hadn’t smelled him approach, I was too distracted.

“Thanks, but no.” I started toward the food, and wished he wouldn’t follow like he was. “I need to talk with my English partner.” I lied, sort of, but looking at him I decided I’d rather face Rosalie’s anger and work out a schedule for that paper now, even if they were talking about me. I glanced at the table and watched with wide eyes as the dark haired female started to sit down. She glanced up and her slight frown was puzzled and confused looking. I slipped into line behind Rosalie and the large male vampire she was next to.

“Hi, I’m not planning to be a threat.” I spoke softly as I watched them pick out food, which confused me. They wouldn’t really eat that would they?

I could see the cold stares from the other three as I glanced at their table as Rosalie paid for her food, so I focused on Rosalie. “I work tonight, but if you have time tomorrow night we could work on that paper, or we could try and get it done during lunch.”

Rosalie just nodded, but before I could let her go I just had to ask. “What’s your sister’s name?” I glanced at the table, and noticed the dark haired girl vampire looked a little startled at that. Rosalie was quiet for a bit too long, so I looked back at her.

“Alice.” She gave me the name rather reluctantly, and I just nodded for a moment, trying to think of what to do. That only got me more searching looks from the Cullen table, but as I stood there wondering where to go, Jessica waved me over. I sighed as I saw Mike was there as well, but I did need somewhere to sit, and it would be clear I was sitting with HER and not HIM if I went to Jessica’s waving hand. I wasn’t getting any invitations to the Cullen table, not yet.

I gave one more glance at the vampire table, and felt a thrill as I saw Alice staring at me. I gave her a smile, but I couldn’t stop the blush. I had to tear my eyes away and focus on other things, before I was too obvious.

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Lone Wolf Chapter 2

Gym was a class I dreaded, and I got dressed slowly in silent protest. I had no idea how to do this. I had been decent in gym before the change, and I’d enjoyed competitive games. I played hard, but now I had to stay out of this as much as possible. At least this was a new school, and they wouldn’t know this was a change, but I wasn’t practiced enough to be ‘gentle’ and still play if we had any sort of game. I wasn’t going to be lucky enough for us to just jog all year long.

This hour was going to suck, I thought with resignation, as I walked out of the locker room just in time for class. The rest of the class was sitting on the bleachers waiting for the teacher to start talking and he just stared at me as I walked over to join them.

My steps faltered as I noticed the dark haired goddess sitting just a bit removed from the others on the first row. Alice looked surprised to see me, and I slowed and glanced at the opening between her and the girl next to her, it was a good sized opening, making Alice look like she wasn’t a part of that group. That first row was a bit crowded as the humans gave the vampire a bit of space without even knowing why they did that.

Alice looked a bit apprehensive and I moved slowly toward her, almost forgetting the teacher who would prefer I hurry up. I looked her in the eye and her eyes were beautiful, her head tilted a little to the side as she seemed to study me.

I hoped my scent didn’t bother her too much as I sat down between her and the others. It was a bit unfair that there was nothing I could do to smell different. I took a deep breath as subtly as I could and her smell was so inviting it took a lot to not lean into her and scent her again more obviously.

“We’re going to start off the school year with a round of Dodge Ball.” The teacher smiled and I felt a wave of panic as I imagined myself accidently breaking some student’s ribs with a ball.

“Oh shit.” I whispered and movement beside me had me looking at Alice. My words almost left me as she stared at me, obviously having heard me panicking. I gave her a weak smile even as we were being numbered and put into different teams. I was going to have to be very careful, and the urge I had to play my best for her was going to be squashed violently, because I had to embarrass myself out there. It went against everything I stood for to just throw the game, but I was going to have to.

How did she deal with this? She had to have been doing this much longer than me. I was a werewolf because these vampires were around, so she obviously had been a vampire longer than I’d been a werewolf. “How do you?”

“Practice.” Alice answered me, and her voice was so musical I could imagine listening to her read me the phone book and still know I’d be enthralled by her every word. My own voice sounded a touch growly and gravelly in comparison, even though it was better than it had been before the change. “You don’t think you can do this safely do you?” She continued to talk and I sighed as I turned to look at her.

“I don’t know. I was taken out of gym when I changed. I couldn’t talk them out of putting me in it here.” That had been frustrating. I could see Alice looking at me strangely again and she frowned slightly.

“I can’t see anything.” She muttered even more quiet, and we were talking in subwhispers anyhow. “How about I take you out fast for every game?” She spoke and I felt my nervousness change. She was going to help me, and suddenly I understood why I’d felt the need to change PE classes. This was a golden opportunity.

“Beat the hell out of me.” I grinned at her and her answering grin was slightly wicked. Alice was going to look like a bully, and I found that slightly amusing, since she was so small and she had an air of friendly around her. It was nice to see her slight smile back before we were called to different sides of the gym. She was much nicer than Rosalie, and the relief I felt at that almost made me laugh. It is possible I could have imprinted on a real bitch, but I was starting to suspect that in that one regard, at least, I had been lucky.

Halfway through the game I grunted as a ball hit me in the stomach a bit harder than the others had, it had to look like it hurt, so I acted as if it did. I heard someone mutter, “Gee, what did that chick do to Cullen? Cullen seems to hate her.” I looked up to see Alice smirk at me and, for a vampire, slowly move out of the way of a retaliatory ball. I didn’t think she hated me. I gave her a shy smile back.

After the teacher told us class was over I walked into the locker rooms beside the vampire that had pummeled me with a ball at least six times. I tried to think of something to say to her, but I wasn’t fast enough as Alice moved to a different part of the locker room and I found my eyes trailing after her for a moment, before I just sighed and made my way to my locker to change.

That game would have been a lot more fun if we both could have played it full out, I thought, regretting that the other students had been there. It would have been fun, and maybe I could have heard Alice laugh more than just once, when she managed to hit me with two balls at the same time. She laughed like an angel at the look I’d given her.

I took my time changing, until I could no longer smell Alice in the locker room, at that point I laced up my shoes and left. I found my next class easily and sat down in the back row, looking around at the others standing around various tables talking before the teacher came in. I almost thought it was the teacher at the door when it opened again, in fact many of us turned to glance at the door. Alice stood there and I quickly glanced around the room, at where books or coats sat, trying to see where she might sit. There was an empty table or the seat next to me.

She looked a little surprised to see me, as she made her way down the aisle. I moved my binder closer to me, vacating the seat next to me even more in what I hoped was an obvious invitation. Mentally I pleaded with her to pick my table. She stood by the empty one and my heart sank, but her head tilted just a little, as if she were listening to something. I strained my ears, to the point I could hear every rustle of paper, but I couldn’t tell what she heard.

Alice turned to glance at me and I reached out for my binder again, pulling it closer. I couldn’t be more obvious could I, I thought with some disgust at my desperation, but I really wanted her to sit with me. Alice glanced at the chair and pulled it out. I noticed the noise of the room lower and I looked around to see a few eyes on us, surprised looking, as Alice didn’t pick the empty table.

“This is junior US History, I didn’t think you’d be here.” Alice spoke quietly, but not so quietly others couldn’t hear.

“They didn’t transfer in my Native American Tribes class, so I have to take another history.” I explained just as quietly, as if she knew what classes I had taken. The teacher came in, ruining more chances to talk as I had to go up and get my slip signed.

It was hard to concentrate with her so close to me, but when I heard the hint of a group project in the future I turned to Alice even as the teacher continued talking and subwhispered, “Be my partner?”

“You are not like I expected a werewolf to be.” Alice subwhispered back, staring at me as if evaluating me. “What is your pack going to think about you working with two vampires in your classes?”

My small smile faded at mention of pack. “I have no pack.” I muttered and turned to the front again. That was a sore point, they had abandoned me over an imprint I had no control over, after all. I lived in a shack, and had to live as a wolf much of the time just to survive. They weren’t my pack anymore.

“I believe we have two weeks before we’ll start our group project.” Alice spoke softly again, and I glanced at her, because I didn’t think the teacher had said when that assignment was. “I’ll consider it.” Alice smiled softly and class started, so I had to face forward, even though I’d rather face her.

She left quickly after class was over, and I stared after her as I had to walk to the main office and turn in my form. I saw her get into a silver Volvo with the other vampires, and I didn’t miss the glances at me as I made my way through the parking lot.

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Lone Wolf Chapter 3

“We can’t talk here, so you’ll have to come to our place after school.” Rosalie spoke with a harsh tone after I sat next to her in English the next morning. I turned to stare at her a moment, but I felt a wave of uneasiness at the idea of being alone with their entire coven. Rosalie’s glare didn’t make me feel better about it. “We’ll get that stupid little assignment done, and my family wants to talk to you.”

I shifted in my seat and pulled my binder out. I wasn’t sure if it was a good idea to walk into their den alone just yet. Still, Alice had been friendly, so maybe I would be okay. I didn’t work tonight. I sighed, “Okay, but I’ll need a ride. I don’t have a car.”

“ugh,” Rosalie made a disgusted face. “I’ll see if Emmett can bring you in, I don’t want your stench in my car, it’ll take weeks to get it out. His Jeep is opened air at least, perhaps you can stick your head out the side.”

I glared at her coldly and gritted my teeth. I really wanted to bite her and my body started to shake a little. I just took a deep breath and stared at the front of the class for a moment, considering if counting to ten really helped. “You smell like a dead animal left in the hot sun too long.” I muttered about her scent. “You don’t hear me talking about it, I’m polite enough to know you probably don’t enjoy smelling like road kill. It’s your fucking fault I’m a werewolf, so shut up.”

She made some slight growl, but then she was thankfully silent as class started. I started to doubt the intelligence of being her partner, and made a vow to myself to not let her work me up again, or I might accidently talk at normal volume and completely fuck up the treaty, as well as cause Alice a lot of trouble.

As class got out she glared at me. “Meet Emmett in front and he’ll take you to our house.” She spun and left as if it were a staged exit. I shook my head, because I was going to be seeing her again in five minutes.

I wasn’t even sure who Emmett was, but I suspected it was that large vampire she’d been in line with the day before. He was intimidating all by himself. I didn’t like this.

Maybe I could ask Alice to join us, I thought and smiled. I could ask her to ‘keep an eye out for me’ again, and she might do it. She had helped me in gym after all, and it would be a good excuse to be around her more.

Rosalie ignored me during Chemistry and I slowly was able to relax a little. I went to my morning classes almost mechanically, most of my thoughts on that visit. The Pack would call me insane for even considering going, but then they thought I was insane already.

During a boring lunch with Jessica, who I was deciding I didn’t want to spend too many future lunches with, I watched the vampires’ table. I was a bit too old for the table I was at, I thought as they gossiped about some girl I didn’t know or care about.

“Those are the Cullens.” Jessica spoke and I turned to see she was staring at the table as well. “They’re all a little weird.”

“Aren’t we all?” I muttered, trying to stop the hurtful gossip before it began, because I saw two of the vampires glance over at us when their name was spoken, before looking back. They could hear this.

“Well, they are truly weird. They are all adopted.” Jessica continued. I turned to give her a slightly cold look. She didn’t catch it, because she was staring at the vampire table. She had no idea how weird they really were. “Rosalie, the blonde, and the big guy, Emmett, are a couple, which is practically incestuous.” Jessica had my eyes traveling back to take in Emmett again. He was the most intimidating one, great. “And,”

“Rosalie is my partner in English class.” I interrupted her and noticed Rosalie glance over at us. I sighed, wishing they couldn’t hear this. “I don’t feel comfortable talking about her behind her back.” Especially when I knew she could hear it, I thought but didn’t add.

“Really, it isn’t like she’ll know.” Jessica seemed baffled and her eyes narrowed at me as well.

“I’ll know.” I reached down to grab my bookbag, wondering how girls like Jessica survived, insulting vampires like this. I’d heard a few rumors about me at my old school after my change, and it’s hard to keep a straight face when people are saying hurtful things, to pretend you can’t hear it. I wasn’t going to be a part of that, even if Rosalie had been rather hurtful to me earlier. She at least did it to my face.

As I left the lunchroom, I couldn’t help but glance at their table again. Rosalie was looking so far away from me, and it was clear she had to twist to do it, so I knew she was avoiding looking at me. A bronze haired boy was staring directly at me, and something in his focused expression was unnerving, but when I glanced at Alice I blushed as I found her softly studying me. “See you in PE.” I whispered normally, because no one was near me. Alice nodded and gave me a hint of a smile. As I turned to look away I noticed that the blonde male at that table was staring at me as well.

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Lone Wolf Chapter 4

“We’re going to be jogging.” Alice’s voice was soft as she moved to stand near my locker. “I normally pick an average student and make sure never to pass them.”

I looked up from my shoelaces and studied her. Her work out clothes were stylish, and I resisted the urge to look down on my overlarge tshirt, or my more than slightly worn shoes. “Thanks.” When Alice moved to start to turn away my eyes widened as I remembered I had a question for her. I quickly closed my locker and moved to follow her, perhaps a little too quickly, because she gave me a warning look.

“Rosalie invited me over after school.” I spoke as I moved to walk along side her. Other girls were starting to trickle in after lunch, as we made our way to the gym.

“I heard.” Alice glanced at me, and again I noticed her looking at me a bit too intensely for a moment, before shaking her head and seeming to brush something off. “We have questions for you, I hope you realize that.”

“I, ah, yeah.” I muttered, and stared down at my shoes as we took a few more steps. “I was kind of hoping, well,” I blushed. My teeth gritted as I struggled with how to not insult her. “I was hoping you’d be around.” I looked up when she stopped walking and the way her head tilted just a little to the side as she watched me was so incredibly cute.

“Nervous?” She asked gently, and I couldn’t really lie.

“A bit.” I gave her a grimace, before biting my lower lip. “Rosalie is having Emmett drive me to your place.” Alice smiled, seeming amused. “Maybe you could join us?”

“He is rather intimidating looking isn’t he?” Alice swayed for a moment, her smile so inviting, even when I could tell she thought I was funny for being concerned. “I’ll protect you from big bad Emmett.” She moved with almost dancer grace toward the bleachers we needed to assemble on and I made my way after her.

I sat next to her and when two other girls trickled in, I could tell that was unusual. They stared at me, and then Alice, before moving to the far corner from us to sit. I stayed quiet, not wanting to be a pest, as more and more students came in and moved as far from us as they could. “You actual repel them. That’s just so weird.” I whispered after watching this go on until almost the whole class was there. When Alice didn’t smile at me I felt a hint of panic, wondering if I’d said something wrong, I must have. No one wanted to be this separate, she must be bothered by it, so I spoke faster. “My dog hated me after I changed, wouldn’t stop barking at me. My dad finally had to take him to my uncle’s. And you should see how fast cats run from me.”

“Ever chase them?” Alice smiled just a little, but she didn’t look at me, she was just staring ahead at where the teacher would be when he got there.

“My tail is more of a challenge.” I scoffed, and her laughter was worth the self depreciation. I smiled and stared at the place a teacher would fill soon as well. The teacher moved into the room and slowly made his way to his spot.

“It isn’t all what I am, many of the students think I’m just weird too.” Alice spoke softly and I started to turn to her, feeling hurt for her even if she delivered that so matter of factly. The teacher chose that moment to speak, ruining whatever I was going to say, but I hadn’t know what that was either so I just gave her a soft smile and focused on the words out of Coach Clapp’s mouth.

Once he was done, I turned to talk to her, but Alice was up and moving toward the doors for our outside jog. I sighed and just got up and follow the others. With the crowd, and her starting as soon as she got there, Alice was half way around the track when I got to it.

I started to try and catch up, but then she turned her head suddenly to the side, staring at me and shook her head no. I watched her move deliberately, at a pace that most of the students could match, and I had a feeling that I interpreted meant I needed to just match her. Chasing her would just get me invitations to join the track team.

I would have rather jogged along side her, but I continued to run until the teacher called us over to do stretches. I moved behind her and watched as her arms and legs moved so gracefully it was like a dance. I found myself standing still watching, until someone cleared their throat and I was brought back to my senses.

My god, she was beautiful, I thought as I roughly went through the motions of a stretch without really paying any attention to what my body was doing. I was focused on hers.

“Hey Pocahontas, try not to kick me in the head.” Someone muttered and I turned to glare at her. I’d never had to deal with racist bullshit on the reservation, and I took a sniff of the air, trying to pin point her scent even as I visualized biting her leg so she couldn’t be in gym class anymore.

“I don’t know, with invitations like that, it’s rather hard to resist.” I growled back at the bitch behind me. I recognized her, it was Jessica’s friend, but I didn’t remember her name. If she called me Chief or Injun I just might lightly tap her in the head. I didn’t care anymore that I had almost hit her, I just wanted her to open her mouth and give me the excuse. I almost growled at myself, because I knew I couldn’t do it, but the urge to was still there. She was trying to embarrass me, trying to work her way up the pecking order, and she was using my race to do it.

A hand rested on my arm as I moved to stand up fully and turn towards the bitch and I glanced down at the cold hand rested on my skin. My anger started to fade, and with that I started to relax a little. My werewolf quick to anger body had almost gotten me into trouble. “Class is over.” Alice told me quietly and then I was surprised to feel her grab my hand and gently pull me towards the gym.

“I believe your hand is hotter than anyone I’ve felt before.” Alice spoke softly once we were further away from the glaring bitch. I was sad to see her let my hand go at that point.

“I run at about 108, so I am hotter.” I told her, but I thought about how soft her skin had seemed and how I could smell her scent on me now. It was going to make it hard to want to shower, because I liked her scent and wouldn’t mind keeping it.

“Also a bit of a hot head.” Alice gave me a slight smirk. “I hear that’s a wolf thing.”

“Yeah.” I muttered a bit unhappily. Talking to werewolves that were angry lead nowhere, and it was frustrating as hell. I tried to not be that way if I could help it at all, because I knew how irritating it could be. “Thanks for, you know.” I nodded back towards the way we came.

“Sure. While I don’t like her either, I think she might make you ill if you ate her.” Alice said and then just seemed to flounce away, in a half dance. I stared after her as she made her way into the building, and sighed as I followed, because clearly we weren’t walking together anymore.

And werewolves didn’t eat people, my mind protested, wondering if she really believed we only protected people from vampires so we could eat them ourselves. She didn’t did she? I was pretty sure she was teasing me, but I couldn’t be positive.

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“History is written by the victors, never forget that.” Our History teacher spoke and I felt a wave of respect for him. That was so true, as a Native American, I found learning the popular history of the making of the United States of America watered down and inaccurate. My own history classes on the reservation were different than the ones elsewhere and we knew it. Many people thought of the wave of Europeans coming to America as the discovery of a land, but it was the conquering of it.

The lecture went on to start talking about the mid-nineteenth century, and I was grateful for that. I didn’t want to either sit there and accept the lies in the history books about my people, or spend forever adding to the class. Rarely were Native American’s talking about in the nineteenth or twentieth century history classes. It spared me from the drama of being the ‘representative’ of a wide group of long dead people as well. I had heard some white teachers did that, and I had picked my History class accordingly.

Alice shifted and I found my attention stolen from the lecture yet again. I glanced over at her, noticing she didn’t take nearly as many notes as I did, but then seeing she had some artistic skills. I glanced down at her delicate looking hands to the paper where trees and a clearing were taking shape. It looked amazing for a doodle with pencil, and really, if the history notes were above it, it could be the start of a piece of art.

The picture was just an outline, but the main subject of the drawing stayed blank. Alice huffed quietly, clearly irritated with what I assumed was some sort of artistic block, like writers block, because the center of the picture stayed blank. It seemed odd to me, I normally started my drawings in the middle and worked my way out, but I wasn’t all that good. Maybe this was just her style, still, the trees did look rather good. “You’re good.” I subwhispered, and tried to pretend to be paying attention to the teacher.

“Not good enough.” I heard a distracted subwhisper back, and I frowned at Alice’s clear irritation. “I can’t even see what’s in the middle.” I glanced to my side at her again, confused at her words. “Nevermind.” Alice seemed to shake herself out of her concentration, and then the bell went off signaling the end of class. “It’s time.”

I felt more than a bit apprehensive as I stood up. I needed to drop by my locker, to grab the books I needed for my homework, but that was hardly going to delay this much. Alice’s cold hand grabbed mine and she tugged me gently to get me into motion. I followed, but my hand did grasp hers more tightly, which caused her to look at me again. I blushed and loosened my hold as we exited the room. “It will be okay.” Alice spoke softly as we started down the hall, and I didn’t correct her. I hadn’t just been seeking comfort, I just liked touching her.

We stepped out into a dreary grey day and I moved to the side out of the way of the flood of students, as I looked for the largest male that went to this school, who also happened to be a vampire. I took in the Jeep in a parking spot a few rows back and Alice gave me a look while appearing to bounce on her feet impatiently. I sighed and followed her once I saw that huge vampire appear next to his Jeep, but I checked for any warning my senses could give me. There was no sense of dread, even with how nervous the idea of visiting a house full of vampires made me. That was something at least, surely my sixth sense would warn me of my impending death, wouldn’t it?

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