Here you go, all my "Bad girl" readers and some of my "Less than dirt" readers were asking for this and so I'm giving it to you, be nice to it though, and bear in mind, you don't meet Embry till the next chapter.

Kade

I sooo wasn't okay with this. Just because I was quite didn't mean I didn't have opinions.

"Hey don't I get a say here?"

My parents looked over at me like I had just asked for a shot of tequila.

"It's kinda my life. I don't want to live here, it's cold, and miserable, and there's no sun!"

My mom shook her head,

"I'm sorry sweetie, but Royce and I just don't have room for you in our new house."

I rolled my eyes, that fucker was a sucky excuse for a boyfriend if you asked me, but living with mom meant California, something I wasn't ready to give up.

"Kade, this is how it's going to be, the courts ruled that your dad's keeping you till you graduate this year. Period."

I huffed, fucking huffed, like a chick on disney chanel. So now I had to live with my good for nothing dad and a brother that could give less of a shit about me.

I walked out the door with no words, words weren't really my thing, they knew I'd be back, when I was back.

My dad nodded his head, understandingly, my mom murmered something about 'drama queen' under her breath.

Did it have to be so freakin cold here. Was it to much to ask for just a little sun. My golden brown skin was gonna miss the sun immensly. I was a fucking California girl, I mean sure I was short, but it was me. I had inherited black hair and darker skin from my father who was part argentienian, I'm not sure exactly how much. And somehow, I had gotten light ice blue eyes from my mother. The other, ever so annoying thing, that made me different was my slight hispanic accent. I had inherited that from no one in particular, maybe it was because my friend Maria's mom had practically raised me when my mom was to busy at her job to pick me up from school.

Nothing about me fit here, I was like a drip of red paint on a charcoal sketch, pretty, but out of place. I sighed and ran my hands through my hair, my worst habbit, I guess I did that instead of biting my lips, that was one habbits I couldn't stand. I picked up the pace, and soon enough, I was running. I wasn't sure where or how I would get back, but the faster I ran, the faster I wanted to.

I had to get it out, all my frustrations, all my emotions, exercise was a perfect outlet. It didn't hurt that it also made my legs perfect. I couldn't stand boys lately, they looked at me like I was some piece of meat, didn't they get that in 30 years I would look like any other 47 year old with wrinkles and extra pounds, that it was my personality that would stay. I rolled my eyes, nope, because all boys were the same.

Finally I came upon a cliff, despite the chilly whether, it was still august. There was, what looked like, some very inviting water down below, and I was always one for a challenge. I started to shed my clothes. First my t-shirt, then my oh so hole-y jeans, before I jumped. I got about 3 seconds of exhilirating air time before I hit the water, damn this was cold. I shivered and began to swim back to shore.

OH SHIT! There were two boys on the cliff, and it looked like they were about to jump. I watched as they shed their shirts and shoes then jumped, one after another. I was far enought away by now that I thought they couldn't see me, I watched as they hit the water and heard their yells as the adrenaline pumped through their veins.

"Man! That was great, should we go again?"

"I don't think we have time, we have a pack meeting at five."

Pack meeting?

Suddenly, one of them looked my way. I met his dark brown eyes and saw him grab the other one.

"Shit! Hey you- yeah you over there...who are you, what are you doing here?"

They both began to swim towards me, well I was found out, what the hell.

"I'm sorry, I didn't think anyone else was out here?"

By now they were both in front of me, and I'm pretty sure they were more than aware of my state of undress.

"Honey, don't be sorry."

The bigger one winked at me while the smaller one (who was by no means small) proceeded to stare with his mouth open.

"We love it when we find random hot latin girls floating at the beach."

I rolled my eyes.

"Well, for the first thing, I'm not latin, second, I'm not random. I jumped."

They both stared at me with wide eyes.

"From up there?"

This was from the smaller one.

"Yup."

The bigger one looked angry.

"Don't you know how dangerous that is?"

Was his body, shaking, wow what weirdo's had I fallen in with.

"Um, yeah, I do. And isn't that a little hypocritical, I mean, I just watched you do the same thing."

"But you're a girl."

I scoffed, was he serious?

"No, en sierno (no really) *sarcasym*Being hot doesn't give you guys an excuse to be raging sexists, not if you'll excuse me, I probably have to get back home before my mom flips her shit."

I started to swim back to the shore before I felt large warm hands lock around my waist.

"No, not yet, you're soaking wet and you don't want to walk all the way back up the cliff's to get your clothes."

Shit, the boy had a good point.

"My name's Collin, and this", he gestured to the smaller one "Is Brady. Stay down here and I'll be back with some clothes."

Before I knew it he was off, damn that boy was a good swimmer, and judging by the muscles on both of them they might be professional.

"So, are you guys like swimmers or something."

The smaller one, Brady, answered with a chuckle.

"No, we're umm...runners."

Oh well that made sense.

"Really? Me too! We could go together sometime."

A huge smile lit his face.

"Yeah, that'd be awesome."

These guys weren't so bad, I actually kinda liked them.

See what I mean, different style than the rest, less angsty, let me know what you think peoples, REVIEW! :)