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Broken Dreams

Noelani Clearwater knows what it's like to have a vampire for a mom. She knows what it's like to have a werewolf for a dad too. She's a hybrid, half werewolf and half vampire. There's a new vampire in town and he's different from most vampires. It's not just his thirst for Noelani's blood (blood that no other vampire has ever thirsted for seeing as it's werewolf blood with vampire venom) there's something else. Maybe it's his strange silver eyes or rare power. He's a dream walker and he's walking all over Noelani's dreams. Noelani has to make the two opposite parts of her become one. Two parts that aren't meant to go together. On top of that she now has to figure out what this new vampire is really all about. You might be a bit confused if you have not read Broken Love and Broken Souls. This is the third story in the Broken series.

I do not own all that stuff that Stephenie Meyer owns. You should know what that stuff is. I did make up Noelani, her mother, her friends, some of the werewolves imprints, and all of the werewolves kids. Enjoy the story!

5. Chapter 5: The Resistor

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Chapter 5: The Resistor

“Matt! Hey Matt!” I had to yell to be heard over the crowd.

He stopped and turned, his eyes searching for my face. He looked so sad. It broke my heart to see him still so devastated. I darted through the students chatting between classes to catch up with Matt.

“Hey it’s good to see you again,” I told him.

“Yah, sorry about freaking out and running away,” he said in an almost monotone.

“Matt!” He looked up and met my eyes this time. I shuttered as I saw the depth of his pain.

“Look I’ve been thinking a lot about what you said,” I continued, “about me being strong enough to resist imprinting.”

Understanding flooded Matt’s face. He looked hopeful. Matt could tell where this was going.

“I was able to clear my head enough to realize that I don’t even know Zack. How can I really truly love someone I don’t know? It just doesn’t make sense. I also can’t get over the fact that Zack goes crazy at the smell of my blood. You’ve always been there for me Matt. I love you.”

I took Matt’s large hand in my own and made him a promise. “I’ll stick with you until you imprint. Does that sound good?”

Matt gripped my hand so tightly that my bones should have shattered. He swung me around to face him completely. Then he laughed.

“Sound good? It sounds great! I only hope you can resist the imprinting urge for that long,” he said.

“I can tell it will only be about a month. Watch out for a pretty girl at the grocery store,” I told him with a gentle smile.

I don’t know where the words came from but I knew they were true. I knew it as firmly as I knew that my name was Noelani. These strange bits of knowledge had been coming to me my entire life but I still wasn’t completely used to them. Matt pulled me into a hug.

“I suppose I should enjoy this while it lasts,” he whispered.

Standing in the middle of a crowded hall in La Push’s high school Matt kissed me. He held me so tightly that a normal human would have been crushed. To me it was just tight enough. All of the sound around us seemed to get fainter and fainter. At first I thought that the decrease in noise was simply because I was so caught up in the kiss. Then the bell rang.

I pulled away from Matt to find the hallway empty. I was late for class. Again. I’d been tardy so much lately that I was surprised I didn’t have lunch detention yet. I said a quick farewell to Matt and ran down the halls to class, thinking as I went. The thing was, resisting the urge to love Zack with all of my heart was harder then I let Matt know. I wanted so badly to throw myself at Zack’s feet and declare my heart to be his for the rest of forever.

I wasn’t sure why I was resisting imprinting. Maybe it’s because I really do love Matt and can’t stand to see him lonely. Maybe the reason was because I’m just a natural rebel. I hated being forced to accept things I didn’t choose. Whatever the reason I just hoped I could last a month.

I managed to dazzle the teacher out of giving me detention and sat down. I stared out the window and pondered some more. I wasn’t paying any attention to the lesson. Who cared about this stuff anyways? I had more important things on my mind. Things like a dream invading vampire that stole my heart and soul with a single glance and a werewolf boy that I came back to after breaking his heart and while still loving Zack.

Why was life so complicated? How could I turn my back on my soul mate for a boy who was going to imprint in only a month anyways? What was wrong with me? Did I have mental issues or something?

“Noelani Clearwater you’d better face this way and yank your head out of the clouds real quick young lady or you’ll find yourself with extra homework,” my teacher warned.

“Sorry,” I mumbled.

I tried to at least look like I was listening to the lecture. Inside a battle was still raging though. I frowned as my thoughts tug-a-warred between Zack and Matt, my imprint and my boyfriend. I finally gave up on that fight and let me thought wander to other things.

I remembered my attack on Kim two days before. I tried not to think about it but it kept coming back like an annoyingly persistent telemarketer. The vampire part of me was terrible but couldn’t the werewolf par be pretty bad at times too? I bit my lip, thinking hard.

Sometimes I really hated being a werepire or vampwolf or hybrid or whatever the heck I was.