Imprinted on by Sam Uley

Chapter 5

It's been a week and all together I had avoided Sam Uley. But as I walked down the hall to go to lunch I noticed Paul Lahote. Then Jared Cameron, Embry Call and Sam. "Fuck," I mumbled quietly quickly turning around only be greeted by Sam's penetrating gaze "Hello Chris."

"Hi," I gulped wondering how he got there're at fast. "You've been avoiding me," he stated. I could already feel Paul, Jared and Embry watching. "No, I've just been busy..." My voice slightly wavered "Well now that your not busy let's go hang out," Paul suggested.

"It's school and my Mum would kill me for ditching," Paul raised his eyebrows.
"All I heard was let's go." Sam picked me up and I started repeatedly hitting his back, yet he wouldn't put me down. "Put Me Down Fuck-wit!" I shouted angrily. Yet a very annoying part of me was happy, wanna know why? Because I had a perfect view of his but. "I swear to holy God if you don't put me down your a dead bastard!" Paul chuckled a devious smirk on his face. "I'd like to see you hit one of us," Paul said, I growled lowly angrier then before. "You really want to see me hit one of you?" I asked a sweet mocking tone in my voice. He scoffed, approximately two seconds after his unmanly scoff brought my knee up. Sam fell but years of gymnastics saved me. "Bye Ladies!"

With that I ran, of course heavy footsteps followed after me. Growl was that a freaking animal, I turned to look around; nearly tripping might I add. The boys caught me, Sam tsked. "That was not very nice," he chuckled. "You deserved, all of you are a bunch of man-handlers!" I hissed angrily. The bell rang and I sighed, "I have class so put me down." My demand wasn't answered, "Put me down." No one but me noticed the footsteps approaching. "Put her down," Quill demanded Paul chuckled darkly at Quill.

"What you gonna do about it mate?" Paul asked mockingly. "Hey!" I shouted gaining his attention. "Don't you dare talk to him like that." A teacher walked into the hall and looked around. "Jared Cameron put that young lady down! Sam Uley get to class along with you Paul Lahote and thank you Quill but go to class!" I was a little surprised how she got all that from a scene, but I could not complain as I felt myself being put down. "Thank you, Mr?"

"Mr Harris," he answered walking away.