A/N: This is my first Fanfic, so please read and review.
It's a Seth/OC pairing, because I love Seth. Urm, its after Breaking Dawn, I think…anything that isn't accurate or right, tell me, and I'll correct it. So I'm not 100 per cent positive on what happens when you get imprinted on, as I haven't been imprinted on (no matter how much I stalk people who I think look like Seth or Jacob)
Erin's POV:
"Ew." I said as I stepped out of the car.
"It's just grass, Erin." said my Mother.
"I hate grass." I groaned. We had just moved to La Push, a tiny Indian reservation. We moved away from La Push when I was six. For the past ten years, my Mom and I have lived in New York. But when my Grandmother died, Mom inherited her house. So we moved back. I've been here five minutes exactly, and I hate it. It's so…green. La Push is fifthteen miles away from a town called Forks.
"Erin, I know you like New York but I really love it here, so can you just give it a go?" said Mom. I sighed. I don't want to like it here.
"OK, Mom." I said. My mother smiled, and so did I. I liked to make her happy.
"You get first choice of rooms." said Mom. My smile turned into a grin.
"You know me too well." I joked.
The house had three bedrooms, on bathroom, a kitchen and a living room. It was weird having stairs. I walked up, they creaked. I went into the first room. It was medium in size. The next was larger, and the last was the smallest but it had the nicest view. Even though I hate grass, and anything green, I had to admit it was pretty. The room was empty apart from a wardrobe and a bed. I got my bag of clothes and unpacked.
I then unpacked my books and favourite possessions. I went downstairs, and saw Mom unpacking in the living room.
"I'm going for a walk, OK?" I said, zipping up my jacket.
"OK, darling." she said.
I found myself wandering aimlessly. And then I found a Beach.
It was crescent shaped, and at least a mile long. It really was beautiful – hardly any green. The water was a dark grey, white capped and slamming into the rocky shore. Islands rose out of the harbour waters with steep cliff sides, reaching to rough peaks crowned with towering firs. The Beach only had a little bit of sand, along the waters edge, instead, the rest of the Beach was covered in smooth stones, thousands of them.
There was a wind coming of the waves.
Maybe La Push wasn't going to be so bad after all. I saw some Driftwood logs, I though about sitting on them, but I continued to walk, and then I decided I would sit on the stones. I just watched the water.
People started to come. I checked my watch, it was only half past three, but I was tired. I walked back, hoping that I wouldn't get lost.
I woke up in the morning, sad because I knew I'd have to go to School. I hate first days; people stare at you like you're an animal at the Zoo. I got dressed in a pair of jeans and a brown sweater; I swung a gold belt over my hips. I brushed my red hair into a ponytail. I ate cereal, and then brushed my teeth. I looked in the mirror studying my reflection. I took after my Dad in everything but my hair colour and my height. I'm short-ish, pale and athletic. I stuck my tongue out at myself and grabbed my rucksack and walked out of the house. I walked to La Push High.
It wasn't very big. I walked into the Main Office, a woman with brown hair and big dark eyes.
"Yes?" she said.
"I'm Erin Sanders, I'm new." I explained. She smiled welcomingly.
"Welcome." she said, she handed me a timetable and some other slips of multi-coloured paper.
"Thank you." I said. I checked my timetable, History first. I frowned. I hate History; I think they're deliberately trying to make me leave. History, first thing on a Monday morning!
I looked at another piece of paper, thankfully, it was a map.
I was so intrigued by the map; I forgot that other people would be around. I collided with someone, and dropped all my slips of paper.
"Sorry!" I apologised. A boy bent down to help pick them up.
"That's OK." he said, his voice was nice. Sort of husky.
"I should really look where I'm going." I said. I looked at the boy. He had brown hair, and chocolate brown eyes. He was tall and gangly and good looking. I accidentally touched his hand, and it was hot. Really hot.
"Thanks." I said. He grinned at me.
"No problem." he said. He grinned again.
"Come on, Seth we're gonna be late!" called one of his friends.
"Bye." I said.
"Bye." he said. I watched him leave. I looked like an idiot, staring at him. I turned around, and made my way to History.
I walked into the almost full classroom.
"Sorry I'm late." I said. I've already apologised twice and I've been here five minutes.
"You are?" asked the teacher. She frightened me.
"Erin Sanders." I said, everybody turned to look at me. Great.
"Don't let it happen again, Miss Sanders, sit at the back." he pointed to a table, next to a girl with dark hair and green eyes.
I walked over to her.
"I'm Jenna," she smiled.
"Erin." I say. The teacher walks over and hands me a book.
"Thanks." I say. She gives me a stern look. I look at my hands.
"So where are you from?" asked Jenna.
"Here originally, but I moved to New York when I was six. My Dads from England, though." I say.
"Oh. Why did you move back?" she asks.
"My mom and dad spilt, he moved back to England. I didn't wanna move all the way to England, so I stayed in New York for awhile, but when my Grandma died, my mom inherited her house. So we moved back." I explain.
"Oh right. What have you got next?" she asks.
"Urm…Biology." I say.
"Oh. I've got Spanish." says Jenna.
I listen to the teacher for the rest of the lesson, and then I make my way to Biology.
"How was your first day?" Mom asks as soon as I walk through the door.
"Good. I guess." I say, remembering my encounter with Seth. Why didn't I introduce myself? I am such an idiot.
"Good." Mom says.
"When do you start work?" I ask her. Mom's a Nurse.
"Tomorrow, actually. I spent today unpacking." says Mom.
"Oh right." I say. "Well, I've got homework." I say.
"Have fun." she joked.
"I will." I said sarcastically.
A/N: I don't know how I'm going to get Seth to tell her, if it was me I would go and say "YOU'VE BEEN IMPRINTED!". Can anyone suggest a less obnoxious way?
