Twilight Preferences and Imagines

Jared Cameron Catch-up

This Catch-Up preference has been edited by me! I hope you like it and I apologize if some of the preference parts don't make that much sense. There will be more updates to this book coming your way, so stay tuned for them! Now, I've yammered on too much, let's get to it!

How you met: You'd first met Jared again after moving away from La Push in middle school and came back for high school at your parents' request. You didn't know why they wanted to move back after you were bullied, but you also didn't want to pressure them to answer since you knew how you could be nosy. Therefore, you stared at the La Push High gates with your metaphorical tail between your legs, not moving toward it. "This is gonna be a lot harder than I thought," you told yourself while gripping your backpack strap.

"Y/N? Is that you?" a voice you hadn't heard in years asked, making you jump. Not turning fully around, you slowly turned your head to meet whoever was calling you, meeting chocolate brown eyes and the biggest smile plastered on the boy's face. He beamed and yelled, "Y/N! It's me, Jared!"

When the boy mentioned he was Jared, your best friend and secret crush, your heart went to China and your smile was classified as evil to anyone watching you. Your stress forgotten, you barrelled into his open arms and he spun you around while laughing like a hooligan; passing students though you were crazy. You buried your face in his neck and whispered, "I've missed you, Jared. This year won't be so bad." You had no clue what he said, but you knew that whatever happened, you'd have Jared with you through thick and thin.

Their thoughts when they first see you: *long sigh mode engaged* Uuuuugh! Why did Paul drive like a grandma today? *smiling and talking to Mrs. Braylin* Let's hope I don't expose werewolves to the entire town. *continues smiling* This isn't the day to be late for school. *Mrs. Braylin walks past me* What's she doing?...Y/N? Is that who I think she's referring to? *turns and sees who Mrs. Baylin's talking to* Why does that look like Y/N? *Engage brain processing mode* That's Y/N! Oh my God, she looks good! Say something because she's staring, dude! *engages speaking muscles* Great job, me! Mental high five! Wait, she's nodding...It is Y/N! *hugs and spins her around* I gotta get her alone and talk with her. *sets a meeting time and walks away smiling* I'm in love with my best friend, and I'm a happy man.

He tells/shows you who/what he is: Jared was pretty forthcoming with you about what he was, when you think about the fact that werewolves have to hide. He told you in broad daylight right outside La Push High, which you learned was his way of keeping you still so you didn't run. When he told you he was both a werewolf and part of a pack, you stared at him in utter disbelief; you'd read about werewolves in paranormal romance novels. You never thought werewolves were real and you knew one! You turned around and walked into the school, hearing Jared follow behind you. What you said next would forever be burned into his brain: "I need time, Jared. I'll call you later."

How he asks you out: Jared never asked you out because you stole his thunder. One of his friends, Leah (the only female friend you saw Jared with besides you), accosted you while you were walking to English class and told you how Jared planned to ask you out. You thanked her and walked to your English class, which you shared with Jared. You entered the room and saw Jared standing at the blackboard dressed as Romeo from Romeo and Juliet, your favorite Shakespeare play sans murders. You held your hand out to stop him from speaking, turned to the class, and said, "Before Jared makes a fool of himself, I'm going out with him this Friday after school." Jared stood stunned as you walked to your seat, blushing and smiling at what you just did. You were going out with your best friend and looking forward to it.

How you hug: You weren't one for giving hugs even though you loved being hugged. And when Jared hugged you, you never knew when they'd happen or where he'd appear from to barrel you down in hugs. He called his hugs "aggressive hugging" and you called them "brace-for-impact tackling" because semantics. Anyway, you never minded when Jared tackled you into a hug and sometimes lifted you up and spun you around like a maniac because it showed you how much he loved you. Your werewolf held you close to his heart at all times, even through his hugs if that was humanly possible.