M.F. here. This first chapter is longer than I expected... Probably because of the informational part. Oh well. So, read, review, all that jazz. I can't wait to write the next chapter. Some serious shiz is going down! ;P By the way, Cordelia means "loyal" -laugh- I tried to find a name relating to werewolf-ness. Best I could do. Anyway, enjoy!
I do not own Twilight. Nor any other time of the day (had to do it).

Secrets existed everywhere. Everyone had them. Secrets should always be secret. You should never impose upon someone in regard to a secret.

I fail on that last part. Oops.

I didn't MEAN to find out his secret… I just kinda… did. Again, oops.

It started the day before the school's traditional camping trip.

Something we did every year in La Push. Well, since about 6th grade in our K-12 school. The younger years merely had a large scale sleep-over IN the school for a night. It was mostly for the 4th and 5th graders though, because kiddies younger than that have trouble being out over night. Not that I am being mean. I was one of them.

Anyway, I am off topic.

In 11th grade, we got to go to a special place out in Black Forest to camp. The 11th and 12th graders only got to camp in this forest. The younger grades camped at a forest/park. Less dangerous.

When Mrs. Fitcus answered my question about the different camping sites with "less dangerous", I stifled a laugh. Dangerous? A school camping trip? As if.

Yet another "oops" moment. I seem to have a lot of those.

I packed my bags about a week before in anticipation for the trip. We would stay in the forest for 7 days and 7 nights. I was so excited because the girls' and boys' camp would be in the same area.

Naturally, it was against the rules for the boys and girls to intermingle after "lights out", but in previous years we weren't even within one hundred feet of one another. This was something to be excited over. Not that I had anyone I truly liked at the time. Oh, no. But friends did. They were so excited you could practically hear the gears in their minds turning, engineering the perfect movie moment.

"Cordelia, coming?" I jerked at the sound of my name. Lunch break at school on Friday, the day before we took off for school camping.

"Coming where?"

"Fight on the basketball courts!" Gina pulled me up from our bench and dragged me toward where many other students were lazily headed. The chances of a real fight in our small La Push school were pretty slim.

But, sure enough, when we reached the basketball courts, a small crowd had gathered around two boys. One muscular boy was shouting at the other, who was just standing there, his back to us. We circled around the courts for a better position and started to hear what the more muscular boy was saying.

"..slut that deserved no more than she got. Good thing I decided not to date her, I didn't want herpes or something. Not my type of thing, ya know?"

"She turned you down." The slightly smaller boy lifted his head to face the bigger one.

"What did you say?"

"She. Turned. You. Down. She rejected you because you weren't quite smart enough to-"

We didn't find how what he wasn't smart enough for because of the muscular guy slamming his fist into other guy's jaw. Yikes.

"Who are they?" I said to Gina, over the jeers of our fellow classmates as the smaller guy got in a decent hit of his own.

"Huh? The big guy is Darwin Poolieo. The other guy is Seth Clearwater."

I watched them grapple. I noticed Seth seemed to be holding back a bit, though I couldn't see why. He was getting the snot beaten out of him.

"Why are we watching this again?" I asked with a wince as Seth got a fist in the stomach.

"So we don't miss out when people talk about it over the camping trip!" Gina practically yelled back.

"But it is so stupid. And unfair. The guy, Darwin, is just hammering him. Probably all he is good at." Okay, normally I don't talk smack like that. I believe in thinking better of people than what it seems. And, I learned my lesson to never speak like that again. Because, the blonde who was about three inches taller than me that was standing next to us cheering at the fight, caught my arm and said in a high pitch squeal, "What?"

Oops. Again.

"I just mean he doesn't look too bright. Not that he isn't or any-" She swung her arm back and slapped me. Hard.

"Don't you talk about my boyfriend like that you little bitch!"

I also don't usually condone violence. But come on, she slapped me and called me a bitch. So I slapped her back.

Not the best choice.

She grabbed my shoulders and threw me toward the center of the makeshift "ring" where I stumbled, bouncing against Seth.

He shoved me away though, taking another hit where I had stood. I fell to the ground from his shove and then Blondie pounced.

She came over and straddled me. She then promptly slapped me across the face, twice, before I yanked my legs up from under her and used them to shove her off. She stumbled and fell just next to her boyfriend. I stood up and so did she.

"Cat fight, hell yeah!" I heard someone scream from the exhilarated crowd. Great.

She ran forward to tackle me with speed that surprised me, but I was no novice at fighting. I stuck out my right hand and caught her head with it while placing my left on her stomach. In a swift move I applied pressure causing her to slam to the ground. She was shocked but recovered quickly and tried to yank on my legs to pull me over. Didn't work. Her boyfriend slamming into me from behind, however, did.

I toppled over her, landing to her side quite painfully. I groaned like a baby and sat up to see Darwin helping her up. I was yanked up from behind by a pair of hands and noticed it was Seth helping me up. He wasn't looking at me though, oh no. He was glaring right at Darwin.

And because of that fall (or the fact I am just severely messed up), I yelled to Darwin, "You wanna fight a girl for real or are you just so scared you can only hit her from behind, Ya Big Strong Man!" I am not even kidding. I yelled it. I scare myself sometimes.

His head snapped up and he walked over to me swiftly, raising his arm in the process. I changed my stance and prepared to get into a real hand-to-hand fight when Seth stepped in front of me at the last moment and caught the punch in his hand. He twisted Darwin's hand around until it was behind him, and forced him to the ground.

I watched them, mesmerized, until a fist landed me in the jaw. My head snapped to the left and I looked back at Blondie, who was raising her hand for another punch. I didn't give her the chance to strike me again though because I hooked my right foot behind her and pushed her shoulders, taking us both down. There we wrestled until she (we had changed positions many times) was pulled off of me by a staff member.

The principal held out his hand to me and helped me up. I noticed the boys were standing next to three teachers looking out of breath. The crowd that once was was now hurrying back to their lunch area in an effort to remain unnoticed by the staff. We were led to the Nurse's office, two at a time. Seth and I went first while Darwin and Blondie went to the Principal's office.

The two of us sat there with our ice packs as the nurse applied Neosporin and bandages. Then she left us alone to get more ice.

"Why did you start fighting him?" I asked Seth, removing my ice pack from my bleeding lip.

"He dissed family. That is not so good…" He didn't look at me when he spoke, staring instead at the floor. In a very adorable way, I might add. "What about you?"

"Oh, well, I said something about Darwin and apparently his girlfriend was right next to me and so yeah… Guess she is pretty protective of him…" I let out a little giggle and quickly replaced the ice pack.

"What is so funny…?" Seth asked, turning to look at me.

"It has been an odd day. I did things I normally wouldn't and… You really can't judge a book by its cover." I let out a trickle of laughter. "I am really surprised that girl acted the way she did. Her hair was so well done too… not to mention her nails and make up. Guess I ruined that for her." To my surprise, Seth laughed."Yeah, you really can't judge a book by its cover…"

He smiled at me and I knew it then. As he looked at me with his dirty, sweaty smile, I knew it.

I was in love.