A/N: Hey! This is a new story that I'm going to write about Seth and his lucky imprintee. This story is going to be told in his imprints POV, but when I'm finished with it, I might do it in Seth's POV, as well. I, just like many of you, hate to wait for updates, so I'm gonna try at least, for a minimum, three updates a week. Well, I hope you enjoy the story!!

Summary: Lillian has always thought that she liked Seth. But when they start off their junior year, and Lillian has Seth in every class with her, how will she react to his sudden interest in her? Why is he just now starting to talk to her? All she knew is that she was loving every moment… Rating: M, for later in the story.

Disclaimer: All characters from Twilight are owned by the wonderful Stephenie Meyer.

Chapter 1: Here we go again

Here it was. I was waking up to the eleventh year of my school career. It was mornings like these that made me question if I really wanted to have a job in real life. As I tried to wake up and clear my mind enough to register that I still needed to take a shower, eat, and get ready for school, I could hear my radio blaring You, Me, and the Bourgeoisie, by The Submarines. Don't get me wrong, it was a good song that I liked…but the thought that it was only 5:15 on a Monday morning is what got to me. I figured that it'd be better if I got up and turn it off before my mother woke up from it.

I lived in a tiny place that would never be spotted anywhere from all of the vegetation that was surrounding this no man's land called La Push. Not that I'm complaining too much though. I had to admit that the days it was actually warm and sunny enough out that I went to the beach that I liked watching all of the boys that lived around here run around shirtless. But, me and my mother were the only two that lived in this somewhat small house. It wasn't small to us because we didn't need that much space with just the two of us, but two bedrooms, two baths, and an open downstairs space and basement was big enough for me. My mother worked at the hospital as a nurse in the newborn section. She was taller than me, reaching a grand total height of 5 feet and 5 inches. I wasn't that fortunate. I barley reached 5"1'. We both had the same dark brown hair with subtle waves. Mine reaching mid back, hers only going to her shoulders. I had these wonderful sea-blue-green eyes that my mother and friends dreamed of having, with a small amount of freckles between them and on my cheeks. I had a very petit frame, although I did have curves. I wore a B cup, so I couldn't really complain there.

As I finally rolled out of bed and turned off my alarm, while turning on the light, I debated waking my mother up. Last year on my first day, I woke her up when I got up as a joke, which she didn't take it as. I clearly remember her yelling these exact words…"Lillian Evadine Odell, so help me that if you ever wake me up at this time of day ever again, you will be riding the bus to school in the mornings!" She only used my full name when she was either too tired or really pissed. I took it that she was both.

As I walked into my bathroom and turned on the water to start the shower, I let my mind wonder on what this year was going to be like. I was graduating next year, which made me so excited it actually woke me up. I was hoping that I had classes with people I knew so I didn't have to be that one kid who just sits in the corner looking like a loner with no friends. If none of my friends were in my class, I at least wouldn't mind having Seth in them. Seth was also a junior this year, and I had liked him since the end of our freshmen year. I hadn't seen him at all over the summer, so I wondered if he'd still only be the young boy that was three inches short of six foot with long jet black hair past his shoulders, or if he had changed at all. I surely wasn't in any advanced classes, and it would be a joke if he was, so I knew that it upped my chances of having a class with him, or at least lunch.

Once I was finished with my shower and thinking about starting a new year, I quickly threw on a robe so I could blow dry my hair so it looked good on the first day. After making sure that the natural waves looked ok and making sure I had a hair tie on my wrist, just in case, I went into my room to try to find something to wear.

On the first day back, me and my friends kind of had a little tradition of our own. Each year we would wear three items of clothing that had our favorite color on them, with high heels and jewelry. My favorite color was green, so of course I had to find my green long sleeved shirt. After putting that, my dark wash skinny jeans, color stripped hoodie, and lucky necklace on *which was a black guitar*, I went in search of my stripped heels.

Once I was ready, I went and gave my mom the 15 minute warning until she had to get up and drive me to school. By now, it was 6:30, and I knew she couldn't yell at me for getting her up at that time. I went downstairs into the kitchen and popped some blueberry pop tarts in the toaster. When those were done and cooling down, I went around the house making sure I had all of my books and supplies ready to go. As I was finishing up my breakfast, my mom walked down the stairs, still in her pajama's, and told me that we could leave now.

The car ride there was short, seeing as we only live 10 minutes away from the school. I could tell my mother was still really tired because she wasn't constantly asking how I was feeling, if I was excited, nervous, blah blah blah. I knew I'd get a mouthful of questions from her when she got home from work though later tonight.

As we reached the school, I could see Dianne and Corel, my two best friends, getting off of their bus. I leaned over and gave my mom a quick kiss on the cheek while telling her to have a good day. When I got out, I yelled for Dianne and Corel. They immediately saw me and started smiling and running towards me. We quickly said hi to one another, since we had just seen each other last weekend, and compared schedules. I had 3rd and 5th hours with Dianne, and 6th with Corel. That scared me a little knowing that I had three classes without either one of them. THAT WAS HALF OF MY DAY HERE! Once I realized that we all had the same lunch I felt a little better though.

"So…" , Corel started. ",do you think that you were lucky enough this year to have Seth in any of your classes?" Her and Dianne started laughing at that. Of course they knew that I liked him.

"Dear God, I hope so. Hopefully he's still as fine as he was last year." I stated, not caring if the people around us could hear. They were merely freshmen. They didn't even know who Seth was.

As we talked about what we had packed for lunch on the way into the building, I remembered that in my hazy rush this morning, I forgot to pack a simple pencil.

"Hey Dianne, do you have a pencil I could use? I accidently forgot one." I said while blushing.

"How do you forget a pencil Lil? It is school, after all." As she handed me one and told me it needed to be sharpened, I had to laugh in my head by my nickname that she and everyone else called me. Lil. Not only was it short for Lillian, but I was also very little. My mother even called my Lil sometimes when we were having good times.

Once we all went to our lockers together and still chatted about how we hoped to have people we knew in our classes, the warning bell rang.

"I'll see you guys later!" I shouted over my shoulder to them. They were lucky enough to have 1st hour together. Why wasn't I that fortunate? They got to wake up to Piano class, while I got to go to La Push History class.

As I walked into my class, I could see a huddle of 3 enormously tall, muscled, short cut hair, and super tan boys in the back right corner. When I set my stuff down on the other side of the room and looked over to see who it was, I was shocked to realize who…

A/N: Lillian's outfit is on my profile!
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