A/N: I know, I know! I really shouldn't be posting a new story when I have been horrible about updating my current WIPs. This one is just a fun little story that won't leave me alone. I've already got a got bit written and plan on updating at least one a week. My other stories are still very important to me and will continue to be updated as regularly as possible. Consider this a gift for your patience :-)

Disclaimer: I make no claims to anything related to Stephenie Meyer's Twilight. No copyright infringement is intended. I'm just having fun with the characters she created.

Chapter One

Summer break had been interesting to say the least. I hoped some of the friends and acquaintances that I'd made over the last few months would offer a little relief from the stress I was under from starting my junior year at a new high school. Mom wanted me to get the chance to know my dad again. I'm sure that didn't have anything to do with the fact she had recently remarried a younger guy who traveled a lot or her desire to travel with him. Not that I minded. Charlie had always been a great dad. I just wished he lived somewhere that saw the sun more than twice a year. The small town had exceeded my low expectations, though, and I was kind of looking forward to the next two years. With one exception, I really liked all the people I'd met since moving there from Phoenix two months earlier.

The halls were still pretty empty. It was a little early to be at school; classes didn't start for another forty-five minutes or so, but I wanted to get my schedule and try to find my classes without prying eyes. Luckily, the campus looked pretty small, so I didn't think I'd have too many problems there. The lady at the front desk seemed nice enough, but I wasn't thrilled about having to get some form signed by each of my teachers that had to be returned at the end of the day. I found my locker easily enough and made my way to first period.

I glanced outside and realized there still weren't that many cars in the student parking lot. I checked my watch and realized I still had about thirty minutes to kill. I'd already figured out where all my classes were, thanks mostly to the large letters outside each of the three main buildings, and was certain I could find them again without issue.

"Hi, there, beautiful." I heard someone say behind me but didn't bother turning around. There was no way he was talking to me anyway. A few moments later, I felt a light tap on my shoulder and turned around a little, startled. I hadn't noticed anyone approaching. "Sorry, kitten, didn't mean to scare you."

The voice was nice but the rest of the package was even better. I looked up into dark green eyes that belonged to the most handsome man I had ever seen. Those eyes looked down at me like I was a tall drink of water and he'd been living in the desert for years. I gulped. Audibly. He chuckled. I blushed. Yeah, it was like that. Not that I was stupid. His smirk was certainly capable of luring in girl after girl, and I'd learned my lesson with boys around here already, thank you very much. Not planning on making that mistake twice. Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me. Yeah, that was so not going to happen, again. I was not falling for his staggering good looks and well practiced lines.

"Why don't we just save ourselves a little time here? I'm not interested and nothing you can say or do is going to change that. Do us both a favor and go sell you charms somewhere else, m'kay?" I learned sass from the best. My mom was the queen. Eventually, she found someone willing to put up with it. She'd only had to wait thirty six years.

"Wow, you're a feisty one, aren't ya, doll."

"When do you give up? After you've called your poor victim four of those little cutsie nicknames? Well, that was three, so why don't you go ahead and use the last one to say goodbye?"

"I think I'm in love," he said as he pretended to swoon. Oh, jeebers. Was this guy serious?

"Does that really work for you?" I was kind of curious if this stuff ever actually worked for him.

"I usually don't have to work this hard to get a girl's attention," he replied with a laugh. When he ran his hand through his hair, I realized he was truly nervous. Despite his tough guy exterior, his eyes gave away his insecurity.

I didn't have much time to contemplate this further, however, because I spotted a head of familiar blond hair making its way toward us. I had to get the heck out of Dodge and fast.

"Shit," I muttered as I looked around for an escape route.

After trying to follow my line of sight, hot dude looked at me in confusion. Just as he started to ask what the heck my problem was, I pulled him to me and kissed him as if my life depended on it. At that moment, I really felt like it might.