Who: Paul and Leah When: The Morning after the sleepover at the Black abode What: Being rude comes too easy to Paul. Where: Paul's front yard
Paul had lived next door to the Black family his entire life, he had grown up with Jacob's sisters and remembered clearly when their Mother had died. They'd always been close friends of the Blacks, and nothing went on over there that Paul didn't know about.
Leah's middle of the night visits were just one of those things. It wasn't that Paul was angry, or thought that they were up to anything, he knew better than that. Especially since everyone knew that Jacob had imprinted on the white girl from Forks. Scandal enough right there without adding Leah into the mix. Paul wondered what they talked about, what it was about Jacob that Leah needed so badly. He knew that the two of them hadn't always gotten along, and somehow during Jacob's big heartbreak episode they'd found some common ground.
Paul was also the same age as Sam and Leah, he'd been friends with Sam as long as he could remember, and Leah had always been around too. Small place like La Push, there wasn't much else to do but hang around with your neighbors. Right about the time Sam and Leah started dating, Paul started skateboarding, and surfing and marching to the beat of his own drummer as his Mother had said. Paul was an only child from a broken home, a very common story on a lot of the reservations. His Father lived up on the Quinault Rez and he saw him every six or eight months. He called every other birthday or so, and that was it. He was close with his Mother, and they both worked, his Mom was a teacher at the Rez school, and Paul did odd jobs. They made it work. They were very poor, but honestly, so was everyone else.
Paul was a happy guy, even though he let his emotions get the better of him from time to time, and was known for having quite the temper, he was a nice enough dude. He got in fights in school, he defended his friends, but something he'd never gotten the hang of was Sam and Leah. He'd had a crush on Leah Clearwater since he was 8 years old, and when Sam ended up growing a pair first and asking her out Paul had given up. And so he did what teenage boys usually do, he made fun of her as often as possible, and stuck by Sam in every fight they had.
He never once tried to break them up, he never even thought about it, he let his feelings go, and hoped his friends would be happy. Even when they started talking about getting married. But when Sam imprinted, everything had gone to hell. He needed to stand by his friend, but maybe this was his chance with Leah. He never took it, besides, he phased too and he decided he had way too much on his plate to put Leah through that.
So here they were, 6:00 in the morning, no one else really up, Paul was going to go surfing before the tide changed and he noticed Leah sneaking out of Jake's window. Jake was handing her some kind of toaster pastry and calling her a weirdo, and Paul watched the entire even from his front porch. He stamped out his cigarette in he coffee can by the door and called out to Leah as she passed by, "Walk of shame, Leah?" It was second nature to flip her shit now, he couldn't NOT do it, even though he knew she didn't deserve it. And her brother had just died, and she was generally a miserable mess of a person. Then again, if Paul had suddenly started being as nice to her as he was to everyone else...Well shit, she'd think something was up and it would just be all bad.