Chapter 1
The Move
"Dad, do I have to go?" Jeff asked roughly.
Jeff was seventeen, almost six feet tall, had short brown hair that he styled forward with some gel, wore glasses, and a plaid blue shirt with a navy blue undershirt and blue jeans.
"Yes, you have to go."
"Do you realize that there are only 3,120 people who live in Forks?" Jeff argued.
"It may do you some good to go to a smaller town than Las Vegas."
"I don't think they even have a Wal-Mart there."
"Yeah, they probably don't, but that is why they have other stores owned by small businesses."
"I would have to go to multiple stores to get everything I need!"
"You'll get used to it. Besides, uncle Billy is really looking forward to you staying with them."
"Don't they live on a reservation?"
"Yeah."
"Oh my god dad! I can't live on the reservation. I am not an Indian, and I can't go to school on the reservation. I need to be with normal kids!" Jeff yelled.
"You don't have to. I had Billy fix you up a motorcycle, and it is going to be ready for you."
"Well, I guess that makes it a little better."
"Here are your plane tickets. You take one flight to Seattle, and then take a second one to Forks."
"Okay dad, I love you."
"I love you too."
Jeff grabbed his backpack and a large black suitcase from the trunk and went inside the airport and up the escalator to the security line. Then he boarded the plane.
"We will be arriving in Seattle in ten minutes," the flight attendant over the speakers.
Jeff closed his MacBook Pro and put it into his backpack. Then he took out his iPhone and turned it on again once they were completely landed.
There was a message from his cousin Jacob, 'Hey Jeff, can you text me when you get to Seattle?' He typed out 'Hey, I just landed in Seattle, and I am about to board the plane to Forks. I guess I will see you in an hour.' Jeff turned his phone off again and got onto a small plane with a propeller on the front.
"Next stop, Forks, Washington," the pilot said as Jeff boarded the plane.
"Yes please."
"Sit back and relax. We will be there in an hour."
"Thank you."
The plane took off and began to head northwest. Jeff was tired, because he could barely sleep the night before and passed out on the plane.
"HEY!" the pilot yelled, "We are here kid."
"Oh, I am sorry. I didn't get much sleep last night, and your plane is so comfortable."
"The plane was comfortable?" a boy laughed from outside.
"Jake?" Jeff questioned as he got out of the plane.
Jacob was a large boy, but not fat. He had long black hair down to his shoulders, golden brown skin, was 15, and five eleven.
"Wow Jeff, you are awfully white. I thought you lived in Vegas."
"Yeah, I don't tan, I burn."
"Ha, still funny as always."
"You are bigger now."
"Yeah, I didn't have a cushy life in the city. We go for walks if we are bored."
"Hey, are you calling me fat?"
"Yeah, tubby. What are you going to do about it?"
"Well, I am older so I have to be mature."
"You should go running with me some time."
"Hey, I may not look it, but I am rather fast."
"Not as fast as me."
"We will have to see."
"Come on, let's get going. Billy has been bragging to everyone about you coming all day."
"Okay."
They went out to the dirt parking lot and headed for the old Chevy pick-up that was parked by the door.
"Well, at least there is a lot of green here," Jeff began as an attempt to start conversation.
"Yeah, you don't have that in your desert."
"The air is so fresh here too."
"Is this your idea of interesting conversation?"
"Sorry, but I am not very good at talking to new people."
"So I am new now? I have been your cousin for 16 years."
"You know I didn't mean it like that."
"Sure, but you said it. You guys sure have visited more."
"Well cars can travel in other directions besides north."
"True, but you always went to Minnesota during the summer. Why wouldn't you come here?"
"I am sorry."
"Well, you are here now, and you are going to stay for a whole year. I guess that makes up for it."
"Thanks. So, do you have a girlfriend?"
Jacob froze for a moment, and looked like he had just seen a ghost.
"So, what's her name?"
"Well, I like this girl named Bella, but I don't think it will work out."
"Why? Does she not like you?"
"I think she does, but she likes someone else too."
"Someone else? Dude, you don't want to be the person that she cheats for. That is not cool."
"You don't understand."
"That means you haven't told me everything."
"We're here."
They finally pulled off the road into a small driveway that stretched to a small red house with wooden siding and a metal roof. There was also a shed that was larger than the house in the field next to it.
"Wow, it is just how I remember it," Jeff stated, trying to give it a positive twist.
They walked up to the door with Jeff's bags and opened it revealing a small kitchen with a redwood table inside of it.
"Jeff is that you?" an older voice called from the other room.
When they entered the room they saw Billy. Billy was heavyset, with a deeply wrinkled face and dark russet skin with black eyes. He was currently wheelchair-bound as a result of nerve damage due to complications from diabetes.
"Hey Uncle Billy."
"You are so big now. I remember when you were little and I could hold you in my arms."
"Yep, I am in High School now."
"We have a great school on the reservation. Jake has been going there since he was a kid."
"Oh, didn't my dad tell you? I would like to go to regular High School."
"What?" Jacob interjected.
"Not that I don't believe that your school is amazing, but I think I would fit in better at a normal High School."
"You are probably right. After all, you weren't raised on the same customs as us," Billy agreed.
"Don't you want to fit in with us though?" Jacob questioned.
"I do, but I can't just be thrown into it. I will adjust while living with you, and probably transfer half-way through the year."
"I am going to hold you to that."
"I think it would be cool to go to school with my family."
"Okay, we don't have the extra room right now, but you can have Jake's room and he can sleep out here on the sofa," Billy changed the subject.
"No, I can take the sofa. I don't want to inconvenience you guys."
"You are not an inconvenience."
"Really, I am fine with sofas. I usually end up sleeping on one when dad and I go out for the summer."
"Okay, if you are certain."
"I am."
"You must be tired after such a long flight. Jake, let's leave him be," Billy suggested as he wheeled himself out of the room.
"Hey, don't forget that you promised to run with me tonight."
"I know, just give me a minute to change into something more appropriate."
"Okay, I will go get Embry, Quill and Ivan."
"Wait, who are they?"
"Just some friends."
Jacob closed the door when he left and Jeff rummaged through his bags for a pair of black basketball shorts and a black athletic t-shirt. Shortly after he changed there was a knock at the door.
"Hey, you ready?" Jacob yelled from the outside of the window.
"Yeah," Jeff opened the door and went out front where he saw Jacob next to three boys. One was slender, and almost as tall as Jacob. His black hair was chin-length and parted down the middle, one tucked behind his left ear while the right side swung free. Another was over 6'0", being shorter than the other boy, but more muscular, with brown eyes, dark skin, black hair, an impish grin, a buzz cut and burly. The last one was five seven, had short black hair combed to the front, and had the same copper skin tone as the others, but scrawnier.
"I'm Embry," the first one nodded.
"Quill," the second added.
"Ivan," the last one finished shaking Jeff's hand.
"Jeff. It is nice to meet you all," he just noticed that they were all shirtless, wore blue jeans that were cut off at the knee, and barefooted.
"Oh, sorry, am I overdressed?"
"No, we are just tough enough to handle the cold," Embry stated.
"Hey, I can handle the cold."
"So you are afraid to show off your body?" Quill asked curiously.
Jeff just looked down to the ground.
"It is okay. Before you leave this summer you will be just a fit as us," Jacob convinced.
"Well, I still think I can beat you guys in a race."
"Confidence, ha, I admire that," Ivan chuckled.
"Let's get going," Jacob announced and began to run down the driveway with the other boys on his heels.
"Wow, they are fast," Jeff breathed as he bolted after them.
"Hey, I thought you were fast!" Embry yelled back at Jeff who was at least twenty feet behind them.
"I thought I was to," Jeff panted, pushing himself to continue as they were almost a quarter mile from the house. He finally began to slow down and started to jog when he reached one third of a mile.
"You really are unfit," Jacob said, surprising Jeff, "It is okay, you will get better."
"I didn't know that you were so quick."
"Ha, like I told you. I go outside when I am bored. I don't sit on the sofa watching TV."
"Yeah, I can see that. I guess I am going to have to do the same thing."
"JACOB!" Quill yelled from up ahead.
"Sorry, they are rude."
"It is okay. I know I am ruining your time with your friends."
"No, you're not. They can go slower, but they don't want to. They think you are just faking it."
"Why would I fake being slow?"
"Ha, I don't know, but we aren't used to people that can't run as fast as us here."
"Yeah, I will practice and maybe I will be able to keep up with you guys eventually."
"Why don't you try now?"
"I am trying."
"Try harder."
"I can't."
"What if there was a wolf chasing you?"
"I don't know. I guess I would die."
"No, you would run faster."
Jacob sprinted and caught up with the others leaving Jeff behind.
'I can do this,' Jeff thought, trying to push himself harder, and he managed to cut the space between them in half.
"See, I told you."
"I can't…" Jeff panted, "…do this…for long."
"Maybe not, but now you know that you can go that fast."
"I hate you."
"No you don't," Jacob joked, "We're done now anyways."
"Now I have to run back," Jeff groaned, turning around slowly.
"COME ON!" Ivan shouted, "KEEP UP YOUR PACE AND YOU WILL BE BACK IN TIME TO GET SEVEN HOURS OF SLEEP BEFORE SCHOOL!"
"What?" Jeff questioned taking out his phone to read the time, "It is almost eleven already."
He managed to run all the way back to the house, and flopped down on the sofa.
"Good night," Jacob said closing the door to the room.
"Good night," Jeff mumbled into the pillow.