Well, this is FanFiction Numero un! Hope you like it!

It's a wolf eat wolf world, Kid!

Birds and wholemeal bread.

THUD! Ugh, Tyler SERIOUSLY needs to stop leaving his shit around. I mean, what if I'd flown down the stairs, broken my neck, and had to stay in a wheelchair for the rest of my life? It'd be on his conscience. Not that the bastard HAS a conscience, that'd mean he's actually human. SHOCKER!

Yep, I'm a tad dramatic but everybody loves an actress, right…No? oh.

Jeez. Look at me ranting away like a…ranter? Well, anyway, I'm Alexis Hart and I live in La Push. Go on. Laugh it up, ha ha, 'La Push'. God, might as well stick a sign that says 'yeah, we're a shitty village'. What is this world coming to? First Global Warming, now this?! I'm also a pessimist. Love it or hate it people. :]

Don't get me wrong, when I'm happy, I'm HAPPYYY. I love meeting new people; I love life…just not mine.

My brother's an idiot. Running around shirtless all the time, absolutely disgusting. His friends' on the other hand… wink wink! Tyler, my brother –GAG! - takes every opportunity to humiliate me with both hands. He pisses me off so much and it doesn't help he's apart of Sam Uley's cult. They call themselves 'the protectors'…what's there to protect us from in La Push?

Pfft. My brother couldn't protect himself let alone a WHOLE tribe.

I mean, deep down [WAY, WAY DOWN] I, guess I love my big bro (you tell him that and I'll deny it to my bloody grave) and I don't want him to get in with the wrong crowd.

My parents' on the other had don't seem to give a crap about Sam Uley's cult.

The tribe elders are blind to 'saint' Sam's antics – I can think on plenty of words to describe Sam and Saint definitely ain't one of 'em – but I'm sure as hell not!

My family's keeping something from me and I'm desperate to find out what it is. The guys in the cult are also major HOTTIES…except my brother, ew.

The 'protectors' also practrically RUN the tribal school, La Push High. They're at the top of the food chain. Girls flock to them, in animal world, girls would be birds and the 'protectors' would be the roll of wholemeal bread that had just been chucked on the floor. Oh and my brother's girl? TOTAL BITCH!

'Nuff about them. Let me tell you about some of my friends.

My best friends: Kim Conweller, Victoria Meraz, Demitria Ateara and Kara Stone. These chicks are the best friends a girl could ask for.

Kim: Shy kinda girl but if you've known her since pre-K like me, you'll know that she can definitely 'get loose'. Psshh. YEAH RIGHT! Just kidding Kim, you're a real wild child. Note the sarcasm…

Victoria: We've known each other since the womb. Not the same womb but nevertheless, the womb. She's got a hard exterior but she's really a softie. (Sorry Vickster, it had to be said).

Demi: The girl could give Einstein a run for his money. She's a walking talking dictionary/calculator/thesaurus. Grammar freak too. That's why I love her. Plus, she's got a totally hot brother.

Kara: Last but not least, the nut case. She's a walking ball of sunshine and can cheer anybody up even me when I'm in one of my moods because of Tyler. Guys think she's sorta loopy but she doesn't really care. Infact, I have a suspicion that Tyler has a thing for her.

Anyway, yeah, we're not very popular but we deal with it. Who needs popularity, right?