"Sammy!" I hollered jumping on Sam's back. We were at the beach just messing around. I always thought of him as my favorite cousin. Sam was that best friend, cousin, or anything really, you could get. I always felt safe and that he would always take care of me no matter what.

I had just moved to La Push about a few days ago, and so far Sam has been acting strange. He goes out at the most random times, doesn't get home until late, and Emily doesn't even seem to think it's suspicious. Sam isn't the type to cheat on her, but he's still been acting like that.

I moved in with Sam and Emily a few days ago because my mom died of leukemia. My mom had told me when she dies then Sam would be the person I would go live with. I never knew my dad; he ran away when he found out my mom was pregnant. That's why Sam has always been protective over me. Every boyfriend I had Sam would pound him with questions. But, I knew he only wanted to help me and make sure I was going to be okay.

Sam laughed and I dropped off of his back. "Jen, it's getting late. Maybe I should take you back to Emily. I need to be somewhere." Sam sounded disappointed.

I looked down at my feet and sighed. "Why are you always going out so late?" I started forward waiting for Sam to walk too.

"It's complicated." He admitted. "Just don't worry about it, okay?"

I nodded and kept walking.

Sam opened the door for me. I walked in to find two guys lay back in the kitchen chairs. Emily stood up leaned against the counter talking to them. Sam stopped dead in his tracks and started walking again.

"Um, Jake, Paul," He started. Both of the boys and Emily looked over. "This is Genavicia," He paused again. "Gen, this is Jacob and Paul." He pointed to the boy in the chair tat sat farthest away when he said Jake and then pointed to the boy that sat closest to Emily when he said Paul.

Jacob stood to his feet and smiled at me. Paul waved and turned back to Emily.

Jake took a few steps and held out his hand. "I'm Jacob," He introduced himself even though Sam already did. He was surprisingly cuter up close. It sounds crazy when I say I already felt a strong connection to him, but when I feel it, it's not so insane.

"I'm Gevavicia, but everyone calls me Jen." I pulled my hand away. He was almost as high in temperature as Sam.

"Well, I got to go Sam." Jake looked at Sam with a hard, mean face. Why would anyone not like Sam?

Sam nodded and Jacob walked out slamming the door behind him. Sam looked over to Emily changing his expression. They looked like they were talking without words almost. Emily made a face back as Sam started toward her. He pulled her in and pushed his lips to hers. I sighed and waved to Paul as he looked at me and headed down the short hallway to my new room.

It's not too big. It had a dresser, a desk, a bed, and a small closet.

I stepped in and sighed. The only thing I could really think about was Jacob.

I heard the door slam yet again. I picked my head up thinking Sam left with Paul. I sat it back down on my bed and waited until I could fall asleep.

"Jen," Emily's soft voice cracked the silence in my room.

I lifted my head to see hers poked into the room.

"Yeah," I sighed lying my head back down.

She slid into the room with ease and sat down next to me on my bed. "Are you okay?" She paused and waited for me to answer. When I didn't she went on. "I mean are you okay with living here with Sam and I? We wanted you to feel like you were at home as much as possible."

I sat up next to her. "Yeah, I'm perfectly fine with that. I'm just thinking that's all." I admitted. It was true. I was just fine with living with them. I just was still wondering why Sam is leaving, why I felt the way I did when I saw Jacob and about my mom.

She nodded. "You know, it's only nine O' clock; we could watch a movie or something."

I smiled and nodded. "Yeah, that sounds great I need to take my mind off of things before my head explodes." I chuckled and stood up.

Sam wasn't the only one that could make me happy now.