Disclaimer: I dont own any of the characters, blah blah blahblah blahhh....

I would just like to say that this is the first fic I wrote without the help of TeamJacob101. Yay me! (Btw, when she eventually posts her story of Renesmee writing a letter to Santa, it was soooo my idea) Please R&R, and be honest. More chapters yet to come!

So there we were, me, Jacob, and Embry, bored as ever hanging out in Jakes garage, drinking the usual warm sodas. Then I noticed something. "Hey Jake, did you ever notice that your garage is the PERFECT space for a band!" I said.

"Oh no Quil, whats going through your retarted mind this time."

"We should so totally start our own band!"

"Sweet!" said Embry.

"Oh no, NO WAY," Jacob said

"Aw c'mon Jake, dont be like that," I countered. I had it all played out in my mind. Our first gig could be a bonfire concert down at First Beach. It was gonna be awsome! Now if only Jake would loosen up a bit. "Hey Jake, I know Bella likes a man who could play music, and rocking out in a band would be waaaay better than Edward's stupid piano."

He pondered this for a moment, turned to me and said "Lets do this!"

Great! Now all we needed to do was get a band name and instruments. We already had a great practice space, courtesy of Jake's garage. All he had to do was find another spot to put his stupid motorcycle that he tried to impress Bella with. "Let's start brainstorming!" I announced.

Wow. After more than an hour of thinking of names, we had nothing. Zip. Zero. Nuthin! This was going to require some higher thinking, I decided.

"Dude, where are you going? We still need a band name! This whole thing was your stupid idea anyways!" Jake called after me. I ignored his and ran into the woods to morph into my wolf form, knowing Sam would still be on patrol. Once I was a wolf, I howled, knowing Sam would come see what was going on. I then turned back into a human, not wanting his to hear my thoughts. I needed an element of surprise. He saw I was in my human form, and quickly took his so that we could communicate.

"Quil! What the hell was that about!" Sam shouted, obviously pissed at my false alarm.

"Sorry, but I need your help with something" I said

"Whats wrong with 'Sam I need your help with something'?"

"Oh. Well anyways, me, Jake, and Embry are starting a band, but we can't think of a name, and we need your help."

"Oh yaaaaa this needs my upmost attention. Cancel everything so I can help with this crisis." said Sam, rolling his eyes at me.

"Ha ha your so hilarious. Now we need a band name!"

"Uhhhhhhh, how 'bout Quil and the Quileutes."

"Hmm, catchy, original, I like, I like! Thanks for your help Sam, you can go back to running around pointlessly now." I said. Rolling his eyes once more, he morphed into his big, black wolf form and left running. I couldn't wait 'till I told Embry and Jake about our awsome new band name.

I know, not the best story. Sorry for the shortness of the chapter. Im trying. Next chapters will be better, Foshizzles!