What's Left of Me (Jacob Black Fan Fiction)

Chapter 4 - Jerk and School

        The next two days seemed to fly by. I spent the days with Paul, bonding and getting to know each other once again. The nights were full of bonfires with the guys. I got to see their personalities in full. Quil and Embry were the pranksters although I was too clever for them. Jared was the peacemaker, especially if any of the guys got ahold of Quil and Embry after a prank. Sam always was calm and seemed to be in another world, keeping to himself. And then there's Jacob. Well...how can I explain Jacob? He's funny, smart, nothing like Aaron was, and really easy to talk to. He actually listen to what I have to say. Out of the guys, he was the one I was closest too, except for Paul of course. I'm not quite sure how to handle that information. Do I like Jacob more then a friend? Do I need to get involved with someone here? I had no idea.

      Today, however, was going to be different from the rest. Why? Today was the first day I would be attending La Push High. I was now walking around it's small halls with a schedule in my hand. My first class was European History. As I walk in, I scan the room quickly. I hoped at least one of the guys was smart enough to take this class. To my relief, my eyes met with Jacob about three desks from the back. His face lit up and he flashed me a knee-weakening smile. I couldn't help but smile in return. I walked up to the teacher. The schedule said her name was Mrs. Ryder. She was dressed very conservative with her glasses set firmly on theedge of her nose. "You must be Ms. Johnson? I hope you won't be a handful like your cousin Paul," she spat, her voice full of disdain. "Uh, thanks?" I reply, unsure of how to respond. "Well find a seat," she exclaimed turning back to the board to write today's lesson.

      I ducked my head and made my way back to sit in an empty seat next to Jacob. "She eat you alive?" Jacob asked amused as I place my bag on the floor. "I think she already doesn't like me," I sigh leaning my head on my hand to look over at him. "No one could ever hate you," he replied sincerely, meeting my gaze. Something about his stare was comforting and grabbing. Our intimate moment was interrupted by the bell ringing and Mrs. Ryder calling for our attention.

      The class wasn't that bad. I was acing the class back in my old town. Jacob seemed to be the one having the problem. When the bell sounded to end class, I told Jacob I'd see him at lunch and headed down the hall. The next two classes went by slowly with none of the guys with me. Math was somewhat difficult to catch up with and English was just plain boring. I was thankful that lunch was finally here. I sat down next to Quil and across from Embry and Jacob. The boys were stuffing item after item into their mouths. I, on the other hand, was less then appetized by my cheeseburger that looked like it was made of rubber. My contemplation on whether or not my food was real was disturbed by a rowdy group of students at a table a few feet away from us. I glance over my shoulder at them. "Who are they?" I asked observing the group. "Those are just some dumb meatheads. Most of them are on the football team," Jacob explained rolling his eyes. "Yeah, the really big one is Jason Smith, the lanky one is Brent Cooper, and the one on the end is Trenton Anderson. He's like the ring leader of that trainwreck,"Quil said while sticking a corndog in his mouth which made me giggle. I look back over at the group and saw Trenton staring at me. I quickly turn back around. Trenton's gaze was unnerving and made me uncomfortable. Jacob must have noticed because he nudged my foot so that I'd look at him. "You ok?" he whispered. I nod and sent him a weak smile. When the lunch bell went off, I threw my stuff away and headed to class, not once looking back over in Trenton's direction.

      The rest of the day crawled by with only Jared being in one of my classes. I was at my locker after my last class. "Hey new girl," I hear beside me. I glance over and see Trenton, Jason, and Brent walking up. I quickly turn back and busy myself in the locker. "Danielle, right?" Trenton questioned leaning against the locker next to mine, his two lackies behind him. "Yup," I reply immediately, still messing in my locker. "Well I couldn't help but notice you. You know, if you want, I can show you around. I'd show you a good time," he exclaimed moving closer to me and running his hand up my arm. I moved away swiftly and shut my locker. "Uh thanks Trenton but I'm fine," I say. His facial expression dropped and his friends cracked smiles, stifling chuckles.

      I try to walk past him to the parking lot but his arm shot out to stop me. He glared at me. The cocky, confident guy he had been portraying was gone and replaced by an angry jerk. "Listen here Danielle, no one rejects me. You don't know what you're doing," he stated with a threatening tone. His style of aggressiveness reminded me of Aaron and it scared me. I didn't know what to do, I just wanted to get out of there. "Hey," I hear someone say. I turn to see Jacob coming behind me. Trenton and his guys take a few steps back when they see him. Jacob sends them a glare before looking at me. "Ready to go?" he asks touching my shoulder. "Yeah let's go," I reply swallowing hard. He turns and starts walking toward the lot. I follow but not before seeing Trenton send me an evil smirk that made me shiver and not in a good way.  I catch up to Jacob and match his stride. "What was that about?" he asks eyeing me. "Oh it's nothing," I exclaim holding my bookbag closer to me. I didn't want him to worry about me. Trenton was just a jock full of meaningless threats, I think. Even though he scares me, I can handle it. I hope.

       Once outside I see all the fellows lounging around Jacob's car. I stop in my tracks. Jacob stops too and faces me. "What's wrong?" he says taking a step to me. "I'm going to walk. There's no way I'm fitting in that car with all you guys," I state gesturing to the now goofing off gang. "You sure?" he speaks, unsure of what to do. I give him a smile to calm his nerves and nod. "Well be careful. You have our numbers if you need us," he said shifting from one foot to the other. "Don't worry Jacob. It's not that long of a walk," I reply touching his arm. He smiles and then heads to the car. I begin my walk down the sidewalk and wave at the guys as they pass by on the street. While I strolled, I thought about the day. The homework I had to do, the guys at lunch, avoiding Trenton and his friends, and Jacob's attitude. When I told him I was walking, he seemed very protective of me. I liked it. I found myself lost in my own dream world as I walked the journey home. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't hear the car slowly approaching me from behind.