Chapter 4 : Meeting Paul (formally)

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I wake up the next morning still thinking of the over sized wolf from yesterday. I am still kind of freaked out.

I get dressed in some greens skinny jeans and a winky face tank top. I put on some combat boots and the necklace that my father passed down to me. I brush my hair and rush out the door to my moms truck.

At school, I see Paul is here today. He and Rachel are arguing. She must have just broken up with him for the other guy.

"She just broke it to him." Leah sneaks up and says.

I squeak and I breathe out. "I thought so." I watch the scene play out until I see Cleo.

I run over to my friend and hug her. She giggles and hugs me back.

"What's going on with Paul and Rachel?" She asks.

"She broke up with him for another guy." I reply.

Cleo nods and we held into the building. Until I am stopped. Cleo sticks close enough to hear.

"Hey new kid!" It's Paul.

"Hello, Paul. My name is Maya." I smile

I look up and he looks up, our eyes meet. He freezes, eyes wide. Cleo gasps she knows what's going on. Paul finally pulls out of his trance and he looks amazed by me.

"Um... Paul. I hate to break this you, I have to get to class." I smile.

He smiles warmly at me. "Let me walk you, Maya."

I blush and nod. Cleo winks at us and she runs off. She told me she has a boyfriend names Embry. They are cute together.

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"You're beautiful, Maya." Paul says.

We are at the park after school. I am laying on the grass with Paul beside me.

"Thank you." I blush deeply.

"Wanna be my girlfriend?" He asks.

"Yes." I chirp and I straddle him.

Pauls eyes darken in lust. I bite my lip and get off.

"Come home with me. Meet my mother." I smile.

Paul grins and follows me home. I walk in and my mom is home. She came early.

"Mama, this is my new boyfriend. Paul Lahote. This is my mom." I smile.

"Please, Paul. Call me Helen." My mother smiles.

"Nice to meet you, Helen." Paul smiles.

"The pleasure of mine. You're my Maya's first boyfriend." Mother gushes.

I groan, Paul just laughs. He hugs me and says he needs to get home. I nod and go to my room.

Dinner was decent. Mother cooked. We had baked chicken and sweet corn.

I am laying in bed, in my pajamas. I am super tired. I soon drift off to sleep.

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