The Outsider

First Days

"Hurry up!" Bella yelled from behind the bathroom door as I finished up in the shower. "I have to get ready for school." I simply rolled my eyes and turned the shower off. I rung my hair out and dried off. I wrapped the towel around myself and started blow drying my hair, cutting off the sound of Bella's yelling and complaining.

I look down and saw my phone bing. 'When you're done getting ready, I'll be downstairs. Going to drive you to school.' I smiled as I read Jared's text. I quickly finished up in the bathroom and walked out. "You take forever." Bella complained as she pushed past me and went inside. I walked to my bedroom and picked out some clothes. I decided on a jean skirt, converses, and my green tank top and my brown leather jacket. I left my hair down and headed down the stairs.

"So... you're one of my daughter's friends?" I heard my father ask.

"Who? Amy? Yeah, I met her a few days ago. She's really cool." I walked in and smiled at Jared.

"Hey Jared." He looked over at me and smiled. "Hey daddy. I hope you don't mind Jared driving me to school." My father eyed Jared over.

"I guess not." I smiled and grabbed my bag.

"You ready?" Jared asked.

"Yup, take me to hell." He laughed and opened the door.

"After you." I smiled.

"Bye dad." I said as I walked out of the door. Jared followed and wrapped an around my shoulders. "Might want to drop the arm unless you want my dad to start cleaning his guns whenever you come over." I told him.

"He can't-

"Jared, I know my father, he's watching us from the windows. Drop your arm." Jared just laughed and pulled me close. "Jared." I warned, but he shrugged.

"Let him see. Who cares, it's not like I'm actually dating you. I'm not a threat to him."

"You're a boy, you have testrole, you're a threat." Jared just chuckled.

"Thanks, but you're not my type." I raised an eyebrow and looked over at him.

"Oh and what is your type?" He smiled down at me as I asked him this.

"My imprint."

"Aw, that's so sweet." He rolled his eyes and opened the door. He owned a rather beat up truck, but it was still a pretty nice truck. It runs after all. I was actually expecting it to be a lot worst and I defiantly didn't expect Jared to be in a shirt. So far, of what I've seen of him, he's always half naked. Today he was in brown cargo shorts, brown sneakers, grey zip up sweatshirt that had the sleeves cut off. I was actually quite surprised.

"What? Surprise I am fully dressed." I raised an eyebrow and unzipped the sweatshirt. He had nothing on under it.

"Close to being fully dress." I teased as I hopped into the truck.

"I have no clean shirts." Jared defended as he rezipped his sweatshirt.

"You have no shirts." Jared rolled his eyes and hopped into the truck.

"Hey, do not insult the one whose putting up with your ass and driving you to school." I crossed my arms.

"I didn't need you to drive me. I have my bike."

"Do you know where the school is?" I fell silent. "Thought so." He started up the truck. He drove out of the driveway and started down the road. "I already got your class scheduled." Jared told me as he pulled it out of his worn out bag and handed it over to me.

"Thanks." I took it and was surprised to see three different color highlighters over some of my classes.

"The green is the classes I share with you, the orange is Paul, and the yellow is the both of us." I gave a nod.