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Bear with me guys and all will be explained in the back story as we go along. Thanks and enjoy.

Chapter 1

Running, running and more running. I wasn't sure why exactly but I did know that the fleeting footsteps felt different somehow. My line of sight seemed to be altered, slightly lower than it normally was and I had no idea why. I hear the footsteps behind me, too many and too fast to make out who or what was following me, but I did know one thing…

It wasn't human.

I ran ahead of those that followed me and I felt that for some reason, I wasn't scared of them, but running with them towards something unknown. We slowed as we neared a small stream and I went to look at my reflection in the waters. The moonlight reflected giving it a peaceful air. I reached the stream and just started to look down…

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

I sat up straight in my bed, looking around the room slowly getting my bearings and I sighed.

Just a dream. Strange to say the least, but just a dream.

My eyes fell on the stacks of boxes and the bags that I had packed and I groaned. Today was moving day. I had lived with this family for about three years now, but it was time to move on. They were a foster family that I had been placed with temporarily. I never knew my real parents, but I had been bounced from one home to the next so the moving wasn't anything new for me. I only knew that I was at least part Native American but I wasn't sure which tribe. I had stayed here the longest out of all of them, but my foster parents were now expecting a child of their own and could no longer afford to care for me and the child that they were expecting. I understood but that didn't chase away the feelings of being unwanted. So at 17, I was starting over for about the 5th time.

Mary and Levi, my foster parents, were sending me from here to my new foster home somewhere in Washington. We lived on the outskirts of LA and I would definitely miss the sun. I rolled out of bed with another groan and went to start my day. I showered and did all of my morning routines before heading downstairs for a quick breakfast. Mary was already eight months pregnant and I knew the move had been coming for a while, carrying with it a sense of dread, but today felt different somehow.

Levi and a few of his friends helped to get my belongings into the truck and we headed towards our destination. I sat in the SUV driven by Levi while one of his buddies drove the truck carrying most of my stuff. Thankfully we didn't have to fly due to Mary being unable because of the pregnancy.

"Levi, where is this place we are going?" I asked. I never called any of my fosters mom and dad. I saved that for if I were ever adopted, which seemed unlikely at my age.

"We are headed to Forks, Washington. It's a small town and there are a few foster families there that have offered to have you finish school there. The ones that were chosen is a family called the Cheney's. Don't worry Lisa, I checked them out myself a while back. They have a son name Ben who is your age." Great that was just what I needed, I thought. I didn't worry so much about siblings inside a foster family and didn't get acquainted with then since that usually meant that my stay would be short. At least it has so far.

About 3 miles outside of Forks it started to rain and we had to stop to cover the things that were in the truck bed so they wouldn't be ruined. Thank god I had enough forethought to keep my books packed into the back of the SUV. I just hoped that my clothes, what few I had, survived. I groaned and leaned my head back on the headrest and couldn't stop my mind from going back to the dream I had last night. I looked out the window as we started driving again and I noticed a sign for the Queillute Indian Reservation. The sign had a picture of a wolf howling and I thought back to the dream again. Could this be connected?

We parked the SUV outside of a two story house in a relatively residential area of town. The town was small, hardly worth calling it that but anyway, there was a man and woman standing there with a boy who looked to be seventeen or eighteen. This must be the boy Levi called Ben. I groaned internally, just like every other foster family, I stuck out. The family was very light skinned, hardly any color worth calling a tan.

I was dark skinned, tanned even more so due to the bright sun in LA. Long dark hair that fell with a slight wave down my back and reached just above my butt. I also had dark brown eyes and I was slender with a relatively short stature, about 5'4 flat footed. I greeted them politely as I always did, because I learned early on that foster families could be very sweet, but also very deceiving. Most were fine, but others… well let's not get into that right now.

It didn't take long for Levi and Mary to head back home after Levi and his friend helped to unload my things into the room that the Cheney's had prepared for me. I unpacked the necessary things and left the rest for later. I gathered the things that I would need tomorrow, seeing as it would be the end of summer vacation here and time to start school. I talked very little to the Cheney's and after dinner, I excused myself to get some rest for the following day of torture at school. Ben had told me that he would introduce me to some of his friends there and I shrugged it off. I wasn't really looking for any friends right off the bat. I prepared for the following day and practically fell into my bed that night. It didn't take me long for the dreams to surround me again.

Faster. Faster. Run harder. I could hear chanting in my head as I felt my feet push the soft earth beneath me. I heard more feet behind me, the same as the previous dream. Again I came to the stream and I looked into the clear cool water. I was shocked as I saw a silver wolf looking back at me in the reflection. I could feel the dream fade as I looked to see a pair of red eyes reflected behind me in the dream.

I felt someone shaking me slightly and I groaned as the dream faded into reality. I wanted to kill the person who woke me from such a deep sleep.

"Lisa dear, you need to get up. It's time to get ready for school and you don't want to be late on the first day." Mrs. Cheney said as I opened my eyes. I grumbled a response and rolled out of bed as she left the room. I went through the usual routine of getting ready and grabbed my bag as I left the room headed downstairs.

"Good morning Lisa." I heard three voices say in almost perfect unison. I almost rolled my eyes but I held it back. This family was too damn perfect for my taste but beggars can't be choosers. After several attempts at small talk, Ben and I headed off to school. It only took a few minutes. Ben greeted some students and walked me to the school's main office to get my schedule. Afterwards we went back out to the common area.

"Hey Ben, who's the chick?" one guy said and I sent him a glare that shut him up pretty fast.

"This is Lisa. She's staying with me and my parents for a while." Ben said and while I was grateful he didn't use the words 'foster kid', I felt exposed until a small shy looking girl smiled and offered me a seat beside her. She introduced herself as Angela and I liked her immediately.

"So where are you from Lisa?" one boy asked. I think they called him Mike. He was annoying and blunt so I immediately disliked him.

"I've moved a lot but I've been in LA for the last three years." I said in a tone that made sure he'd drop the inquisition. He paled a little. Good Boy.

I was asked all sorts of questions throughout the day and I was surprised that most people were somewhat friendly. I was even invited to the beach down at La Push this afternoon and I accepted since Ben was also going. I got a weird vibe from one group of students throughout the day though. They were severely pale and had honey colored eyes. They looked too much alike but different at the same time. One of the guys kept looking at me strangely. Finally at lunch I just got tired of it and flipped him off. The others at the table snickered at my actions while the one guy looked insulted. Oh well. Another dark haired girl sat down beside Angela for a minute and talked to her before the table introduced her to me and I smiled politely at her. I was a little shocked when she left the table and went to sit with the pale looking Brady bunch. The one that looked at me oddly started snickering like he heard what I thought. So being the inquisitive girl that I am, I tested my theory.

If you can hear me, you are an asshole and stay out of peoples' heads you pale jackoff. If he heard that, that will fix him. Sure enough he whipped his head in my direction so fast I thought it would roll off his shoulders. He fixed me with a cold glare and I just flipped him off again before dumping my tray and heading outside. Something about those people made me uncomfortable and although I didn't know what, I always trusted my instincts.

Edward POV

We were to have another new student and I wondered what this one would be like. I caught a glimpse of her this morning and she was somewhat attractive, but something about her set me on edge. She was very dark skinned and I would say she had some native blood in her based on her skin color. I tried to focus on her thoughts at lunch and I was surprised that she caught me looking at her. What surprised me more was that she flipped me off, looking at me with a cold glare.

"Damn, what's got up that girls skirt?" Emmet said trying to hold his laughter. I shrugged but laughed as she called us the pale version of the Brady bunch. She surprised me even more when her thoughts were direct as if she were talking to me personally. I whipped my head around and fixed her with a glare. She just flipped me off again and left. I looked back to my siblings in shock.

"She knew I can hear her." I whispered and they all looked at me, shock mirroring my own.

"How?" Jasper asked and I just shrugged. I wasn't sure but her thoughts were strange. Most humans avoided us but she was even more uneasy, almost like… the wolves.

Lisa POV

I went outside to get some air and I felt like I was burning up. I jumped when a hand landed on my shoulder.

"Hey Lisa are you okay?" I looked over to see that Bella had come out behind me and she looked honestly concerned.

"Peachy." I said. "I get bad vibes from your pale friends in there and I can't put my finger on it, but something's up with them." I started to shake a little in unexplained anger and she looked at me worriedly. She touched my skin and pulled back as if I had burned her. She didn't get to much more from me as the bell rang for class. I left her standing there with her mouth open in shock.

I made it through the rest of the day and Ben called his parents to tell them we were headed to the beach. It was a relatively short drive and I was thankful for the ocean air. While the others laughed and played, I walked off towards some large pieces of drift wood and sat down, reading my book.

I heard Boisterous laughter behind me and I turned to see several dark skinned boys coming onto the beach. They started to walk past when one spotted me and froze where he stood.

"Paul man, come on…oh, hey who's the chick?" one said to the frozen boy and I just flipped him off and glared. The two others laughed at the other guy and the one that was frozen glared and growled at him. Wait, growled?

"Okay first, don't call me a chick. That is the second time today that's happened. Second, why in the hell are you growling?" I said and they all froze.

"Sorry about these retards, I'm Jacob. These two are Quil and Embry and the frozen one there is Paul." Jacob said and turned to me with a kind smile. "And who might you be?" He asked.

"Lisa," I stated flatly.

"Do you have a last name?" He asked curiously.

"Don't know what my mother's name was or my father's. Right now I go by Smith. Vague I know but…" I trailed off and shrugged. They looked confused and I groaned. "Look, I just moved here like yesterday quite literally so I would appreciate if we dropped the Spanish inquisition for right now. Short story, I never knew my parents. I suspect some native blood, not sure which tribe, but oh well." I shrugged. "I am the poor unfortunate soul that the Cheney's are stuck with for the time being so just do like I do and deal with it." I said.

"Wow, I like her. She's cool." The boy that Jake introduced as Quil said laughing and I glared but he wasn't paying attention to me. Paul was still frozen on the spot. This time, I surprised myself when I growled a little.

"What is it with everyone trying to piss off the new girl? I haven't been in this god forsaken town for 24 hours yet and it seems that all anyone tries to do I make me want to either blow chunks at their vulgarity or just outright piss me off." I said practically screaming at the end of it. I was shaking I was so mad and I saw the boy's eyes widen.

"Quil, go and get Sam. I'll meet you guys back at Billy's." Jake said and Quil ran off. I was mad and confused now.

"Lisa, listen. We didn't mean to upset you. We need you to calm down a little okay." Paul said and I felt myself calm a little at his voice and I was shaking so bad I hurt. The shaking got worse and a short whimper escaped my lips, just before I blacked out.

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