Chapter one, Running into fate.

I felt the fire weld up in side me. I got so mad at him. Why would he do that? Just kiss her like that? Tears ran down my face as I turned and ran off. He said he loved me didn't he? Well I'm pretty sure if you love someone you don't cheat on them. And there he was, making out with miss slut-of-all-sluts in his car. My almost boyfriend-John Marks was kissing Susan Winter. I hated her. I hated him. I was running. I couldn't see where I was going, my vision was too blurred by tears. I ran until I ran into something hard, yet soft. Something hot. I looked up. I ran into someone. And I knew who it was. I had seen him around school on the reservation. He was tall and muscular, very tan. He had that kid-ish look to him, yet he still looked like a man. "A-Are you okay?" He asked, catching me after I ran in to him. I looked up. "No." I said crying even more. He hugged me and for the next hour we stood there as I cried on him, soaking his entire shirt. He was the kindest boy I had ever met. He was Seth Clearwater.

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Seth's POV

I was walking around the back of the school on my way to Sam's house. There was a pack meeting tonight and I was going to get there a little earlier. As I was walking I saw a girl running and it looked like she was crying. As soon as I saw her something happened to me. At that moment my world stopped. I had to see her, to know what was wrong. I wanted to hold her, to comfort her. At that moment, she became my world. She ran straight into me. "A-Are you okay?" I asked catching her before she fell. She looked up at me and said, "No." And started to cry even more. I hugged her and we stayed like that for the next hour. She cried and I just hugged her. I felt so sad for her. I wanted her to be happy. Not like this. She started sniffling and then looked up at me. "I'm sorry Seth." She knew my name? I felt a smile spread across my face.

"It's okay. It's seems like you know me. But I don't know you." I smiled down at her. She was so short. She had long curly brown hair with a tent of blonde in it. She was beautiful. "I'm sorry. My name is Emilia Moore." Emilia Moore. Perfect. "Well, Emilia Moore, I would very much like to know more about you." I said smiling. She smiled too. I took her hand and started walking in the way of my car. "Do you need a ride home?" I asked her. "Oh, yes please, my uh, ride bailed I guess." She said sounding like she didn't want to go into anymore detail than that. "Okay then hop in." I opened the door for her and then went to the drivers side. "So where do you live?" I asked her, starting the car.

"Just go down that road for about two miles than turn right. Then it's the fourth house on the left." She said.

"Okay. So Emilia, tell me about yourself." I said driving out of the parking lot. "Oh, well there isn't much to tell. My life is sad and boring and well, it's really just one big sad story." She said her smile falling. "Well, your story isn't over yet. And I'm willing to bet that your story has a happy ending." I smiled at her. What had happened in her life to make her so sad? She looked up at me. She looked confused. "Tell me about you Seth. Why are you so happy? Obviously nothing bad has ever happened to you." My smile shook a little as I remember just what had happened to me. But that was the very reason I always smiled. "Well Emilia, I have a father and a mother. And Leah is my older sister. My father always said to smile, for three reasons; One, you never know who is watching, or who has a camera. Two, the girls love a sweet smile. Three, smile to show your happy even when your not. And in the end, you just might turn up happy. When I was 14 my father had a heart attack and died. A few years before that my sisters heart was broken by a man I now see as a older brother. And my mother is now dating again. You ask why I am happy? I'm not. I'm only smiling because I believe that what my father said was true. So my question to you Emilia is, why aren't you smiling?"

She looked at me with wide eyes. Why the heck did I just say all that? I never talk about my dad like that and I never talk about what happened with Leah and Sam. "Seth, I, I'm sorry." She said as we pulled into her drive way. Her house was a pretty one story house with long doors. I got out as she did and went around to her. She looked up at me and hugged me. "Please come in with me. You may be the only one to understand what's happening with me." I looked down at her and nodded.

We walked up to the door and she unlocked it and we stepped inside. Nobody was home and she lead me to the living room and we sat down. I had completely forgotten about the meeting but I didn't care. "Seth, my dad died too." She said looking at her hands that were in her lap. "It was a car accident. Stupid drunk driver. It happened yesterday." I gasped at this. Yesterday? Was that why she was crying? "Emilia I am so sorry. I don't know how you are even doing this." she looked up at me. "Doing what?" She asked. "Living. When my dad died I pha-" I stopped my self. I could not say what I was going to. 'I phased into my wolf form and hide in the woods for three days.' that would have only confused her. It would also be breaking the treaty.

"I was crying because I saw this guy I liked, he said he liked me, kissing miss slut, and well I guess that just got me so mad that all my emotions came out. I always thought that if I cried over my dad, then that meant he really was dead." Tears fell down her cheeks and I felt like crying with her. But if I did the pack would diffidently pick on me for crying. Miss slut was Susan Winter. Every body in La Push knew who she was. So I hugged her. She leaned into my chest and shivered. "I've felt so cold since he's been gone. Why are you so warm?" She wondered out loud. I chuckled to myself. Oh, how badly I wanted to tell her.

I loved how she so openly told me about her family, her friends, her life. I knew so much about her in the three hours I spent in her home with her. Her favorite ice cream was chocolate, she hated nuts, her favorite color was sky blue, and she loved pink roses. She also knew things about me. But all too soon my phone rang. It was from Sam. I had to meet him. I said goodbye to Emilia asking if I could see her tomorrow. Luckily for me her Saturday was empty. I was happy. Sam…not so much.

A/N Hello! Okay so this was not expected. I just sat down and came up with this. I love Seth so much I just had to do this! I have a lot on my plate so don't expect updates super fast like I always do. I hoped you liked it!

-Esmefan1-Elissa.