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My Target Mind	By : JessieMundaiFan Category: Twilight Series > Slash Views: 3896 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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(Paul's POV)
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?" yelled my dad at the top of his lungs.
He just snatched my report card from my hand and was looking at my grades. I got straight C's this time, which isn't that bad seeing as I brought up three of my grades which were E's.
"A report card," I grumbled before I could stop myself. When I saw his face curl up in anger I knew what was coming. I braced myself for the investable blow.
His knuckles quickly met my cheekbone.
In a flash I was down on the floor, rubbing my face where he punched me.
"Don't get smart with me boy," he snarled. He gave me a swift kick in my stomach and continued to glare at me.
I did my best to muffle my groans of pain, as to not piss him off even more. God I wish I could hit him back, but he's twice my size (maybe even more). Before those guys Sam and Jared got bulked up, my dad was well known for being the biggest, strongest guy on the reservation.
"Didn't I tell you to get your goddamn grades up," He yelled. "I'm sick and tired of having of everyone getting on me about how much of a dumbass you are."
He gave me another kick in the stomach.
Nobody gets on you about my grades I thought in pain, but I didn't dare say that out loud.
"I just don't understand how hard it is for you to pick up a book and read." Shaking his head at me, he moved to his big comfy chair and sat down.
Kind of hard for me to study on an empty stomach I thought.
"But then again why am I so surprised, once a screw up always a screw up," he shrugged his shoulders.
I was wondering when he was going to use his nickname for me I thought.
"Get up and go to your room," he ordered. "Sherry," he called out to my mom in the kitchen.
Hearing nothing he called out louder, "SHERRY."
"Yes dear," she called back hesitantly. That was a little surprising. It usually takes him three tries to get through the noise of her iPod.
"No dinner for the screw up."
Again, I added in my mind. The anger and sadness coiled up inside me, but as always I kept my mouth shut. I learned a long time ago talking to him gets you nowhere.
There was a slight pause before she answered. "Yes dear," she responded back to him.
Wincing a little bit as I got up, I quickly went to my room and closed the door. Not wasting a moment I quickly opened my window, grabbed the tree branch near my room and slide down.
There not going to notice I'm gone, they never do.
Getting into my normal stride I quickly moved to go to the place I normally go on nights like this.
As I walked through the reservation I came across three of the most annoying people I ever had the misfortune of knowing walking in front of me.
"So you really like this Bella chick huh?" asked Embry to Jacob.
"Shut up," he rolled his eyes blushing.
"Uh oh, blushing," Quil snickered.
I shrugged, might as well blow off some steam. I walked up to them.
"Hey losers," I called out to them.
I smirked as I heard all three of them groan at my voice.
"Leave us alone Patton(1)," Jacob groaned in annoyance.
"I can't leave you alone. You three are gossiping like little bitches in front of me, I had to say something." I felt such satisfaction as all three of them started glaring at me.
"Then why don't you walk past us," growled Jacob being held back a little by the other two.
"And what's with that shiner Patton," asked Embry curiously. "You got into another fight with somebody? Why doesn't your dad ever get on you about this? With how strict he is all the time you'd think he would have set you straight by now."
What? Who the fuck does he think he's talking to?
"How would you knowing anything about how a dad deals with his kid Call," I snarled at him.
I saw him stiffen at my words.
"Watch it Patton," warned Quil.
I ignored him and continued on. "After all you don't even have a dad." I smirked at him. "Oh wait, I'm sorry you do have a dad he's just ashamed he fucked your slut of a mom and created the only bastard child on this reservation."
I could see his eyes watering and his hand balled up into fists. Embry tried desperately to get at me but was held back by Jacob and Quil.
"Whatever," I shrugged and walked past them without a second glance. "Later losers."
Behind me I heard Jacob and Quil try to console their upset friend.
"Just forget him man."
"Yeah he's not worth it."
I don't know why it makes me feel so good when I make someone upset, but I do it all the time (especially to those three).
I just can't stand it when I'm pissed off and I see someone acting so carefree and happy. It just makes me want to do everything I can to wipe that happy little smile off their face.
But there is one thing in this world that looks happy that I love to see.
I smiled as I finally approached it.
The ocean
I don't know what it is, but there's just something about the ocean that makes me think about happiness, but doesn't give me the urge to squash that happiness.
After "talks" with my dad I usually come out here, sit on a rock, and just watch the waves go by.
Doing this just eases my pain so much because it takes me away from everything (parents, annoying people, you name it).
So I walk over to the rock I always sit on when I see some boy around my age on it, so much for easing my pain away.
I let out a frustrated sigh. Who does this boy think he's is sitting my rock? Who cares if this is a public beach I declared the rock mine.
And why is he naked this isn't a nude beach.
I marched over to him. "Hey kid," I yelled out to him.
Hearing me, he turned away from ocean and gave me a curious expression.
"That's my rock get off," I ordered him.
Instead of listening he just tilted his head at me cutely.
Cutely?
I shook my head trying to get the word out of my thoughts. Seeing as he doesn't understand English, I'll try another method.
"You," I pointed at him "down" I pointed in front of me "now" I shook my fist at him. That might not be the nicest way to ask for something, but who said I was nice.
He then tilted his head the opposite way and stared at me blankly.
After a moment or two his eyes lit up. He pointed at himself and then at the ground and then looked at me (I'm assuming for clarification).
I nodded to him. "Right now do it," I pointed at the ground again.
He shook his head and me smiling.
I growled. The little brat!
I crawled up the rock, intending to get him off myself. I gripped both of his arms and was getting ready to throw him off, until I looked in eyes.
His eyes were probably the most stunning eyes I have ever seen in my life. They looked so much like the ocean I loved so much.
With a shriek, he suddenly jumped causing me to lose my grip on him and fall off the rock on my back.
Glaring, I looked up to ask him what the hell his problem was.
But he was gone.
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