Chap 1

I couldn't believe what was happing. I could feel my heart beat in my head, my stomach was in a knot, and I was extremely close to vomiting. The crazy thing was that I didn't even know who this was. There was this girl on the floor at a mental hospital. Shoe was short with pixie like features. I think, I couldn't really tell, the girl was covered in blood. In the background their where two men who where fighting each other. They where moving so fast that I could hardly see them. All I knew is that one of them had long blonde hair in a ponytail. The girl was screaming but it was muted some how like in an old fashioned movie. Now the one of the men had started a fire. I could not tell which one though, because of how fast they where moving. Then man with the blonde hair was pushed out a window, within milliseconds of this the other man went to. Wait what was he doing I couldn't see at all now every thing was blurry now including the girl.

Then my alarm went off. This was the third time this week. See what's wrong with me besides the fact that I have no idea who my parents are or any of my past before the age of twelve is that I see things. But unlike you are probably thinking I do not see the future. I see the past. Seeing the past is way worse than seeing the future though because you just can't change it, you can only see it. Ugh it was already eight twenty, I needed to get up and go to work. Eventually I got out of bed and started to get around. I searched for my pony tail holder to put up my dark black hair that went a little past my shoulders up. Found it, and then threw on some skinny jeans and a tee, and then ran like crazy out to my car.

I really should have known better to trust that my car would make it past forty. I mean it was only a crappy old Chamorro that was yellow and had black stripes. When I got it though I bought it because of the fact that it looked like Bumblebee off of Transformers, not because of how great it ran. As I backed up to get out of my apartment parking lot I looked into the rearview mirror and noticed that my eyes where gray. See that isn't normal because I usually have green eyes, except after I have a flash back they turn gray. Well that was OK it would probably wear off by the time I made it from Seattle to the coffee shop that I work at I La Push.

I made it and just on time. As I walked into the coffee house I smelled something so horrible that I almost just puked right there. Let me tell you this though, the Call's coffee shop was always kept smelling good so it was a huge surprise that it reeked this bad. As I looked around the shop I realized what that smell was, it was the only thing that was different about the shop. Their was teenage boy sitting up at the cash register. I couldn't believe this. I mean the owners never told me any thing about someone less working. I thought about that for a second. Oh this was their son. Got it, that makes perfect since. Now I really took him in, and over all he looked grungy. Not like it was an accident though. No. He wanted to look like that and you could tell that it took him quite a bit of time to get to look like that. I must have looked dumb standing there I guess because he decided to talk to me.

"So you must be Riley?"

I didn't answer. The reason for this being that I was scared that if I opened my mouth I would vomit. So he just decided to talk again.

"If that is who you are which I'm pretty positive it is then I must ask you do you always treat your costumers like this?" I guess that I would have to open my mouth and talk to him now so if I did end up puking then this so isn't my fault.

"No I don't ignore the customers. But I do try and smell decent so that when I want to talk to others they don't feel like they are going to hurl as they respond." Wow that made my sound a lot more like a bitch then I had intended it to. That fact didn't help that he was to boss' son. Oh no now I am so fired to the point that it is ridiculous why did I have to open my stupid mouth. But even after all this he said something that surprised me.

"Well thanks for that tip but I think that I am going to leave before you're able to give me any more so see ya. Oh yeah and by the way my name is Embry."

"Yeah see you later Embry." That went surprisingly well but that didn't mean that I was now going to attempt to avoid him at all cost.