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Okay this is a fic I've been waiting to do for a few days! It will be co-written by my stupid friend Jenna, who is currently spinning around in her computer chair... she doesn't know what I'm writing!... She just read it and wasn't smart enough to be offended... wow. Anyway! This will actually be the first story in what we plan on making a trilogy. It tells the story of three best friends, imprinting on three best friends. Collin, Seth, and Brady, meet three very interesting girls, starting with Carmen's story.

Disclaimer: We own whatever SM doesn't...

Chapter Song:
Stay Awake (Dreams Only Last For A Night)- All Time Low

~Freefall~
...Carmen's Story...

'I hate this job' I thought, already annoyed after half an hour of work.

I worked at La Push's only- emphasis on the only- store. Needless to say it was tedious. I didn't even want to work here, as stupid as this will sound, I want to be an actress. My only issue is that I can't get out of this freakin' town to audition. The only reason I hadn't called out sick today was that nobody- and I mean nobody- else was working today... at all. Ali and Abbie were lucky their parents didn't make them work for their own money. 'Cause it sucks.

Ali and Abbie are my absolute best friends on the planet. Ali, the loud one, with pale blue eyes, and blonde extremely curly hair. Almost to the point of frizziness but not quite. There was never a dull moment with her. Then there's Abbie, the quiet one,(there's no other way to describe it!) with dark brown hair with light brown streaks, and silvery gray eyes. She's gotten quieter over the years, but she's still like my sister. They're lucky they're not Quileute, because I am, and I just look like everyone else here. Brown, wavy hair, which my Dad finally let me put lighter streaks in. And-of course- plain brown eyes.

Anyway, Ali and Abbie don't have to worry about money or anything like that.

The little bell above the door rang out, bringing me out of my jealous thoughts.

"What's up 'cuz?" my big cousin Sam asked, walking into the store.

"What do you think?! There's no-one here!" I said annoyed by my care-free cousin, "I've been sitting here for like 45 minutes all alone!"

"That's good!"

"What do you mean that's good!?"

"Because I brought you a present." He waved behind him and Ali and Abbie shuffled in. "See?"

"We came here to steal you from another boring day here." Ali said casually.

"Oh really? Well good luck with that."

"Pshh, we don't need luck, we have Sam, he can carry you out."

"You wouldn't," my eyes narrowed.

"We would!" she sang throwing her hands up, as Sam ran around the counter and grabbed me.

"Stop! Help! I'm being kidnapped!" I screeched trying to get my lazy boss' attention. No such luck. "I'm not allowed to leave! I'll get fired! And then I'll be poor!" If this concerned them at all, they certainly didn't let on.

Abbie didn't speak until they had successfully carried me to the car, "If your wondering why they're going so crazy to get you out of work, it's because they're taking us to a party. They kidnapped me too," Abbie said quietly while Ali and Sam climbed in. Now that I knew I was actually kind of happy, but unsurprisingly Abbie didn't want to go. She'd been more of a lone wolf since the accident happened.

"Oh come on! It won't be that bad!" Ali, always the life of the party, scolded her. How did the little freak even hear us?

"I'm not complaining. You all know that I'm only working at that damn shop 'til I get discovered, and drive away to Hollywood, leaving all you crazys back here," I informed them, grinning at the end.

"I resent that statement!" Ali proclaimed, in a mock-offended tone.

"Yeah, you would." I muttered, and Sam burst out laughing. Okay seriously, how the hell did he hear me?!

"The giant's going crazy!" Ali yelled, when she couldn't figure out what was funny.

"I'm not a giant," Sam said, pouting.

"Aw! Ali you made him sad! Make it better!" Abbie said mockingly.

Ali sighed dramatically, "Fine! I'm sorry Sam. You're not a giant, you're just a little on the large side. Happy?!"

"Not really." Sam replied, clearly hiding a grin.

"No more talking for the giant. That's right I said giant, Ab whatcha' gonna' do about it?"

"Get you, that's what." Abbie said and leaned forward to grab Ali, who immediatley jumped out of the car and into the driveway we had just pulled into.

"Uh-uh you are NOT gonna' mess up my hair. Do you know how much time I spent on it?!" She asked snobbily.

"Too much," I whispered to Sam and Abbie, making them both laugh hysterically, while Ali's eyes narrowed at me.

"What did you say? Carmen Elizabeth Uley, answer me dammit! What. Did. You. Say?!"

"I said that it's time we head into the party," I lied, my acting skills kicking in.

"Well as much as I want to believe you, not," She muttered the last part but I caught it, oh I caught it. "That wouldn't fall under the category of funn-"

I screamed at the top of my lungs and pointed behind her.

"What? What?!" She screamed instantly turning around, and I bolted. I ran towards the house and jumped through the door, managing- as always- to make an entrance. I ran towards a couple of tall people and stood behind them telling them to hide me.I just got out of sight when I heard Ali's voice, "Where is she?!" Gawd, it sounds like she's breathing fire, 'get over it!' I thought, in a loving, caring, fashion.

"Carmen? Oh, Carmen? Where are you?" Damn she sounds creepy like that! I heard Ali whispering something, and Sam popped up behind me and lifted me up, while I yelled and screamed.

"Traitor! Dirty, nasty traitor! You're supposed to be on my side!" I yelled in his ear, making him wince slightly. Good.

"She said she'd make me those special cookies! Come on! You know how good they are!" he defended.

I turned to the guys I was hiding behind, "Help?" I looked at the three of them pathetically, "Pretty please?" Two of them shrugged, obviously hiding smiles, the other one just stared at me. Weird, but hot. Very hot.

Sam carried me outside and buckled me into the car, and from the look on Ali's face he obviously told her what I said. Jerk. He knows that if you say anything- anything at all- about Ali's hair, she will get you. Oh, shit.

A/N
Okay! We did it! It took us couple of days, and it's kind of short, but WE DID IT! This is Lauren currently writing this author note(Jenna gets the next one...). Now I recommend going to my profile to see pictures of everyone. Including Sam, and the three unnamed Quileutes, which I actually told you who they are at the top so... figure it out! Anyway, we were wondering if you think we should do a chapter in the boys' point of view, or just make it strictly Carmen(I mean it is her story). So, PM me with any thoughts on that, and you'll make us very happy people! -Insert cheesy smiles here!- And so, that's about i- WAIT!! I forgot to tell you!! Review!! And buh-bye!