This is one of my many stories; hopefully I will love this one more then the other ones and actually update. Hehehehe. Don't worry I will always tell u if I decide to stop writing…even though I didn't with my other stories whoops! Also this story has a lot to do with Twilight so do not think I am tricking you AGAIN. Also this is actually a revised version, so it is actually much, much, much, better.

Living in my life is like walking through hell, with a straight jacket on. The straight jacket rubs against bare skin leaving marks that never leave. The scars that become are invisible to the human eye, the ones on my heart. The pain and suffering I have gone through for my whole life has killed me. I had decided around the age of 13 that I would not feel. I would not open up my heart for anyone, no matter who I meet. I would keep myself "dead" till the day I really die. Which hopefully will be soon.

School

Forks High School

before I start writing I have to say that I do not like Jacob Black but I feel for him, I know what it feels like to have your love ripped right out from under you. Also if Paul has imprinted and I do not know about it then screw that imprentee that never happened…but I know it has not happened yet…I think…please do tell. One more thing in my mind the werewolves do NOT age, well not until they are 100 years of human age, then they increase about 2 years, they live for a while.

I walked in to my high school with my head down, bones aching. I literally felt the tension that vibrated through the halls. I immediately looked toward were the infamous Cullen's were sitting talking rapidly, as they always do. They were all looking at a new group of boys that were across the hall, also speaking rapidly. The boys were all quite tan, very tall, with bodies that spewed testosterone. They would be popular soon enough. I knew the rumors and gossip had already started as soon as I saw Jasmine, the daughter of Jessica Stanley. She was the biggest gossiper in this school and everyone knew it. As I walked past the group of boys and the Cullen's to go sit in my favorite place. I heard little flits of each of their conversations.

"I can't believe we are here the mother-" The four boys certainly had some very colorful language.

"Edward…why are they here? I can't see them, they should be dead we have been alive for-" Of course Bella's voice could be heard over the rest, it always was.

"I know sweetie-" Edward was trying to comfort her, as usual. I shook my head as I sat down, popping about three Zydone's into my mouth and turning my Ipod on full blast. The music flowed through me relaxing me until I heard the faint sound of the 1st bell, triggering the start of class. Turning my Ipod lower I rushed to class. I got in my seat as soon as the 2nd bell rang. I looked around to see if we had any of the new students, we did; all four of them. They were all sitting together in front of me blocking my view of the teacher. I wanted to say something but I knew that men and women were NOT equal they were my better. I had learned that lesson pretty early in my life, thoroughly too. I spent the rest of the class listening to the teacher talk; craning my neck to the side to see the board. As soon as the bell rung I got up and cracked my neck.

"That sounds mighty painful." A low rusty voice muttered behind me, I jumped about two feet off the ground. I looked around to see one of the new boys leaning on a desk and staring at me.

"I did not mean to scare you." I noticed how there was no one else in the room now just us. I got scared, what if I had angered him?

"No, no, no, its fine I just…never mind." I rushed out of the room. The boy followed me.

"I didn't mean to scare you, I swear. By the way, names Paul." I nodded trying to catch my breath, he was breathtakingly hot. He grinned, he knew he was hot.

"Egotistical much?" I thought to myself.

Then I wanted to hit myself, of course he was egotistical, men can be; they are always right, I don't know how I could forget that.

"What class do you have next?"

"Gym, with Mr. Prosser. You?" I thought it would be polite to ask.

"Same…want to walk with me there?" I nodded not knowing what else to say

"So tell me Paul, why exactly are you at Forks High? I've heard that you live in La Push."

"Oh, that…" His voice became menacing and his black eyes began to storm.

"I didn't mean to upset you; I was j-j-just wonde-e-er-ring." I was stuttering, I was expecting him to hit me, to 'vent'. He didn't I was very surprised.

"Are you ok? You look really spooked." We stopped walking and he stared at me deeply. I winced as his hand went to push my bangs out of my face. I flinched as his fingers contacted with my face, but did not move other then that. The bell rang and I freaked.

"Calm down, do you actually want to go to biology?"

"Hmmm, what exactly are you implying?" He had a mischievous look in his eyes it made me feel a feeling I had never felt, excited.

"Well, I do happen to have a motorcycle parked out front and it just happens to be full of gas." He coughed lightly and I grinned.

"Come on." I followed him. Wondering, what the hell was I doing?