I pressed myself closer to Scott when we walked down the hall of the sophomore hallway, trying hard not to feel like a fly in a glass of milk cause mostly everyone eyes are on me. I heard hush voice meaning how I'm a liar and crap.

Of course Mina and her big mouth had to tell everyone that I'm not actually muted. With it not being her business if I was or not, but anyways, everyone knows and looking down on me. Why do they care anyways? Do you they not their own lives to worry about than mine?

It's not like I don't have enough trouble now at Scott's house with stupid Gabe.

Scott leaned down to my ear, “Ignore them,”

“I trying.” I said, “but all they're doing is staring and staring like I'm some freak. I am a freak.”

He pulled me back into a close space where not a lot of people where and he growled behind his closed lip, “You’re not a freak, Abby. Don't think you’re a freak just because they think It.”, he whispered.

“It's just how I feel.” I admitted. Look at how I grew up. Crappy messed up childhood. Taking care of a little brother that might as well call my son. And a werewolf boyfriend. That's not normal. “I never had friend, I'm practically Bi-Polar, and I'm pretty sure depression to.”

“That doesn't make you a freak.” he said. “And if you’re crazy, I still love you.” he jokingly said. I playfully punched his arm and smiled. He brought me into his chest and I hugged him, feeling comfort and protection. I feel better.

I felt guilt now for lying to him. I thought I was done with the lying, but knowing my bad luck, something always had to happen to ruin thing. Why can't I just tell him? He would believe me, right? I am his 'mate' or whatever. That means he should believe me, right? Right?

I opened my mouth, but my tongue suddenly felt heavy. What if he doesn't? I don't want him to scream and yell at me, saying it's my fault and to never talk to him again. Oh god, that will happen! My dad always blamed me for thing, why wouldn't Scott?

The thought made my stomach turn uncomfortably around and I had a hard time swallowing the lump in my throat.

Scott pulled back then and pushed one side of my wavy hair back behind my ear, “Come on, lets get to class. Only three more days of detention left, lets not add more to them. If anyone says something to you, let me know and I'll beat them up.”

I chuckled, “And if it's a girl?”

“I'll get Haley to 'talk' to them.” he said, chuckling with me.

I rolled my eyes and smiled, “I don't want to go to class, that's too long without you.” I said, then realized how clingy I was sounding. My cheeks heated up, “Uhhhh, I mean, you know...”

He chuckled, “I get what you mean, I don't want to either. Normal reactions for us. A wolf always wants his lady to be with him.” he grinningly said, leaning down and kissed under my ear.

My neck heated up and his lips tickling me, I couldn't help but giggle. He suddenly pulled back and sighed heavily, “Teacher coming.”

Just like his word, Mr. Nickels walked up and noticed us. He cleared his throat, “Class you two.”

“Yes sir.” Scott said, grabbing my hand and quickly moved us out of the space. We chuckled as we went down the hall as he walked me to my locker. He looked around for a teacher before quickly pecking me hard on the lips, “I'll see you in third period.”

I nodded and smiled. I hesitated, blushing up when I said, “I love you.” I said. That was the first time I was the one to say it first and I don't know why, but I felt shy.

“I love you, too.”, he said, pecking me again before quickly jogging up to his locker cause the bell would be ringing know more than two minutes.

I quickly opened my locker with a smile on my face and got all the stuff ready I needed.

*

“Can anyone tell me when the Salem witch trials began and ended?” Mr. Nickels asked.

Next to me Scott chuckled slash snorts, “Oh Mr. Nickels, please don't.”

“But come on, Scott, this is good. We actually have known remaining knowing family members from when it happened. It's a good historical story.” Mr. Nickels said.

“What story?” a girl asked.

“Nothing.”, Scott said, shaking his head. “Skyler should have never told that story.”

“You mean about those crazy witches.” a guy asked. “Dude, that story scary as heck.”

“Legends, simply.” Scott said.

“What story?” the same girl asked.

“Apparently Scott's family ancestors were one of the judges and other was a chief. They were questioning these three witches and when they denied it or laughed, the chief beat them. He was a mad man though and a drunk.” the guy said. “But anyways, the night of the hanging, the witches cast some spell on the Russo family.”

“What spell?” another girl asked.

“Who knows.” he said, shrugging.

“Stupid legend like I said.” Scott said. “No spell or anything--”.

“I hear rumors of your family are part demons.” a dumb girl said.

Scott raised an eyebrow, “Do I seem like a demons to you, Tayla?”

“Well no, but it's what I just heard.” she said.

“I hear you move things with your mind.” a guy said, chuckling.

“Ah, the spell was patently to make them into monster or creature.” the guy that told the story said.

“My guess, a werewolf.” another guy said.

Scott narrowed his eyes on him, “Why would you guess that, Oliver?”

He shrugged, “I don't know, your family does have those weird behaviors, like a dog. Wolves were just much cooler to say.”

“Oh yeah, I am a werewolf.” Scott sarcastically said. “I change every full moon and I grow large bloodthirsty fangs.” he said, baring his teeth out, chuckling. “Sorry I forgot to mention that in kindergarten.”

The rooms filled with chuckled and laughter. Scott looked at me and shook his head, joining them. I just smiled, wondering if they do if they actually knew Scott is a werewolf.

After a moment, Mr. Nickels hushed the class, “Okay, okay, everyone, that was just a little opening to this course. No one did answer my question to when the Salem witch trials began and ended.”

Knowing the answer, I hesitated, but raised my hand. Mr. Nickels looked a little shocked—I'm sure he heard, but can't believe I'm actually going to speak up. He pointed at me, “Abigail...”

“1692 to 1693.” I answered and people looked at me shockingly since I spoke.

“What?” Scott said, sounding annoyed.

“Nothing.”, many people said around.

“Good, Abigail.” Mr. Nickels said. “Yes, 1692 to 1693. We will be doing a research paper on the Salem witch trail. You all will have three weeks to do it. I suggest not doing this at the last minute, start doing it now so you won’t have to worry later and get it done. This paper will be one of your most important papers this year.” Mr. Nickels went on and on what to do.

*

After a long day of school and detention, Scott and I walked out of the school building. We saw over by the car where Shay, Haley, Tristan, and Colleen were all throwing snow at each other.

I looked at Scott, “You have childish brothers.”

“What? You don't like snow balls fights?” he asked, chuckling.

“I never got in one.” I said, shrugging. “My dad never let me plays with the other kids and it all looks stupid anyways.”

“Well,” he said, pulling his arms around mine. “You learn to find out this family is very close and likes to have fun. It's okay to feel like a child every here and there.”

“I had to grow up quickly Scott, I don't know the meaning 'having fun'.”, I told him.

“Well it's time to start acting like a kid again.” he said. He leaned down and kissed me.

I smiled and spoke as we kissed, “We're on school grounds, Scott. We can get in trouble.” I said, putting my arms around his neck.

“Schools over and even, isn't playing dangerous fun?” he asked, pulling me closer to his warm body.

“This is not what children do.”, I pointed out.

“No, but its fun.” he said, pressing his lips down on mine hard to shut me up.

Suddenly something smacked into our face and it was cold. We pulled back and whipped the snow off our face.

Scott growled, “Hey!” he cried out.

Two more flew our way and one hit Scott in the face and the other hit me in the face. Since the jacket was open a little, it hit my bared chest. I squealed and quickly whipped it off, trying to get myself warm up.

“Colleen!” I cried out.

She doubled over, laughing, “You two shouldn't have been sucking face and pay attention.”

When she wasn't paying an attention, I grabbed some snow and throwing hard, I threw it at her. It landed right in her face and she cried out. “Shouldn't have been laughing.” I said.

For the next ten minute, all of us were throwing snow balls at each other’s before we piled into Skylers jeep. I was freezing cold now and wet. I noticed the snow on the guys were melting off and it made them look like they were sweating.

I couldn't help but reach out and touch Scott's forehead. I pulled back and felt the water was warm, not cold. “That's so strange.” I said.

“Like I said, body heats reaches over a hundred.” he said, ruffling his hair and dripped of waters splashes around.

“So in the summer....it must be hard.” I said.

He shrugged, “To normal people like yourselves, if you touch us, you might find us really hot, but we feel the same always.”

He wrapped his arms around me and got warmed up. My own personal heater.

*

Having to go to Scott's house to change so we can change before going to my house, we walked up the steps to his house and we went in.

Victoria jogged down the steps and quickly over to me. She had a giant grin on her face, “We have a surprise for you.”

Confused, look at Scott and he looked confused look and shrugged. I looked back at her, “Um, okay.”

She grabbed one of my hand and hauled me over to the steps and up the stairs case. When we got to my door, she grabbed my other hand and brought them up to my face, “Cover them.”

I was about to ask what was going on, but she shook her head and gave me a look. Sighing, I did as she said and I covered them. What's in my room?

I heard her open my door and she led me in. Knowing the room the best I can, she led me over to my closet.

“Okay, open them!” she said and I dropped my hands. Filled in my closer were jeans and shirts fill in the closer. None of them were mine.

I looked at her confused, but I was kind of happy with a grin on my face, “Victoria...?”

“Kelly, Hal, Colleen, and I all agree that we know your choice of outfit’s sucks.” she said and I pursed my lips at her. She chuckled, “So we chipped in a little and bought you some! And we all went through our closets and picked out the things we don't want anymore. We decided instead of throwing them out, we'll give to you!”

Filled with so much emotional, my eyes watered up but I blinked them back. No one has ever did that for me. No one has ever done something so nice and kind for me. I smiled and hugged her, “Thanks Victoria.”

I hugged the others girls and they welcomed me. I went through my new wardrobes. I was shocked at some of the stuff they didn't want and some of the things they bought. I saw the looks Scott was giving at the really sexy 'shirt'.

I pulled a gray crop top that had some brand name. “This is so cute!” I said and Haley smiled.

Scott took it out my hand and held it out to her, “Take it back.”

Haley grinned, “I can't wear this, Scott, if you haven't noticed.” she said, looking down at her four month stomach. “This would totally look sexy on her.”, she said, going up behind me and faced me to the mirror, holding it out in front of me.

“Which is why you need to take it back.” he said. “She can't wear that.”

Haley pursed her lips, “Yes she can if she wants.”

Scott looked at Skyler, “How could you let her wear that before.”

He looked uncomfortable, “Believe me, I didn't like it either. You know how many guys were looking at her? She was even wearing a tank top under it and they were all still looking.”

Scott shook his head and looked threw the closet, “No, no.”, he said. He then pulled one out, “Here, I like this one.” He held out a plane long sleeve black shirt. “It's nice and it covered her stomach.”

Haley and Victoria snorted, “That's only for casual relaxing days.” Victoria said.

Haley crossed her arms over her chest, “This is like Colleen and Tristan all over again.”

“Hey!” Tristan said. “I like her better with her glasses on. She's my little beautiful nerd.” he said, chuckling down her Colleen when she hit him. He put his hand under her chin and kissed her quickly.

“Abigail is my mate, I don't want her stomach showing.” Scott said.

Something in me didn't like the way he was telling me what to do.

“I want her to dress how she wants, not how you want her.”, Scott said.

“But I like this.” I said, pointing at the crop top.

“Well I don't.”, he said. “You’re not wearing that.”

“Scott, come on.” Haley said, chuckling in disbelief. “You can't tell her what to wear.”

Scott's eyes darken, but he closed them and took a few deep breaths, “Whatever. Wear what you want, I don't care.” he said, turning around and left the room.

My mouth dropped in shock and I stepped forward, but the girls held me back, shaking their heads.

“Don't let him control what you do, Abigail.” Haley said.

That words, control. I hate that words. It's the same words my dad always used when he was mad and told me that he control me. That words pisses me off. Haley right, I shouldn't let Scott control what I do. I know for a fact I didn't nothing wrong this time.

He's just going to have to get over it.