SOPHIE'S POV

My mother had finally declared she didn't really want me living with her, since she was now with her 'husband' of three days. She didn't say it outright, of course. She put it in more delicate way. She sat me down in the living room. "Honey… Neal and I have decided it would be best for everyone if you moved to your dad's in Forks."

I stared at her in shock. "But mom! I've got friends! A life!" I defied.

She sighed. "This is not a discussion. Your father and I have already agreed you'll be going to the Reservation in Forks. You, your father, and your brother."

I let out a growl of aggravation. I wasn't even in their way at home. I was out or in my room. I practically lived alone anyway. Why did she have to ship me off? But of course, I knew the answer: Because of the incident in the woods.

"You treat me like a child! I'm seventeen!" I yelled.

She stood and looked me dead in the eye, seeing me getting angry. But this time, unlike the others, she wasn't afraid of me. "Then start acting like it!" She retorted.

I was shocked. She had never been so blunt with me. I felt like I was about to burst from my skin. But immediately calmed myself. I knew what could happen if I got too mad. It had already happened once. I refused to phase again. I guessed this was why she refused to live with me now. Because I was a wolf.

Three days later, I finished packing my personal items, before packing a bag as carry on luggage. I braided my dark curls down my shoulder, reaching my waist. My mother knocked on the door, but I ignored her presence. "You know I am only doing this to help you."

I rolled my eyes. "I wouldn't have told you if you were going to send me away. It's not like it's gonna happen again." I stated, confidently. "I haven't phased since that day."

She sighed and came and sat on the bed. "I know, Soph. But it's not like I can take that chance. Not with Neal in the house."

I rolled my eyes. "I am not a wolf." I then turned to her. "And you are not human either."

She sighed. "Yes, I know. But your father and I never imprinted on each other. Then I met Neal. I want to start a life with him."

I growled. "I am not part of this freaky gene-pool. I refuse to believe I am doomed to a life as a wolf with someone who I didn't even choose."

My mother rolled her eyes mockingly, and then looked at me with doubt. "You can't change who you are."

I finally faced her. "Watch me."

I hopped on the plane, not even looking back at my mother or Neal, and sat in my seat frowning at the back of the seat in front of me. How could she be so… unreasonable? So selfish? I refused to believe I was completely doomed to being controlled by my anger. I felt the rumbling of the engine as the plane began to take off. Taking a look out the window, I took one last look at my old home. I knew I would probably never see it again. I was afraid. Afraid that I would lose control. Hurt someone. Even kill. The thought of it made me shudder. But I had to control it. I wanted a life. And I would do what I could to get it.

The plane landed in Seattle, and I walked off the death trap with a sigh. I knew that either my dad, or Paul, or both, would be waiting for me. I braced myself for the onslaught and walked through the doors into the airport. There was a huge group of people waiting for me, lead by my brother. Brilliant. I slowly walked over, looking at each of the eleven faces. I only recognised three, which was bad on my part.

Leah Clearwater was smirking at me, causing me to smirk back at her. She knew me well without being around. Same with me knowing her. I guess she liked the fact that the pack had another female - Not that I was getting involved with it.

Sam Uley, who I had met due to me shifting. He had come to LA to brief me. I made it clear I wasn't shifting again. Nor was I joining the pack. He just responded by saying I was a part of it whether I was a shifter or not.

And of course, my brother, Paul Lahote. He was slightly grinning at me. I couldn't tell if he was happy to see me or about to kill me there and then.

All eleven of them held up a big sign saying 'Welcome Home Sophie' , which made me smirk. My home was in LA. They couldn't change that. No matter what happened here. Paul wandered over and took some bags. The others then grabbed the rest of the boxes from the storage area. My mum would ship everything else later. Paul wrapped his big arm around my shoulder. "Welcome back to the island of misfit toys." He grinned. I raised an eyebrow. "Isn't that from a kid's christmas film?" He just continued grinning as he led me outside. They all then loaded some of my stuff onto a pickup truck. "Dad's excited to see you." He explained. I grit my teeth. "I'm sure he is…" Paul then began to introduce me to all the other crazies.

"This is Seth and Leah Clearwater." Seth had grown so much over the past decade. He was huge like the rest of them.

"Jared Cameron, Brady Fuller, and Collin Littlesea." They were all identical looking to Seth, with slight facial difference to tell them apart. I couldn't even tell ages at this point.

"Quil Atera, Embry Call, and Jacob Black." Again, they were like triplets. Quil was slightly smilier though. And Embry looked bored. But when I looked at Jacob, my heart both leapt and sunk. I felt something pull me to him. Hell no! I screamed inside my mind. I did not just… But I had. Jacob stared at me, gawping. I quickly looked at Sam.

"And of course you know Sam Uley." I nodded at him respectfully. "It's great to meet you… see you again." Paul smirked at my discomfort, the asshat. We all headed to different vehicles. Sadly, Jacob was with me and Paul.

"So, Sophie. Are you looking forward to going home?" I shrugged at his question.

"It's not really my home. My home is LA." That looked like it stung both of the boys.

"You won't feel that way for long, I promise." Jacob tried to convince me. I shook my head in response.

"The only reason my mom sent me here, is because she's afraid of my hurting her im…husband. Not that I intend to phase ever again." I explained. Paul gave me a look of pity.

"Mom did the same to me, if you remember." I sighed, and nodded. He understood my denial. I knew he did. But he also knew I would be very against anything at that point.

"The guys are gonna go to Emily's, after we take your stuff into the house. Do you want to join us?" I shook my head immediately. I knew Paul was trying to be nice, but I didn't need babying. I needed solitude.

"You're missing out. Emily is the best cook ever. You have to try her oreo cakes sometime." Paul stated. Jacob then chimed in with a smile. "They're great. She bakes them with oreos in the bottom of the cake." I got the feeling that was one of the only agreements they'd ever had. There was then an awkward silence due to this, where Jake gazed at me whilst Paul gripped the wheel extremely harshly. So I tried to diffuse the tension.

"Have you guys ever played cards against humanity?" They both remained silent and confused. "It's basically where you have a black card which you have to fill the blanks for using your white cards that are shared out. The funniest answer wins." They both smirked.

"So you never win basically." Paul teased. I smirked.

"At least I don't have such a bad sense of humour, I tried and hit a bird for chirping at me when I fell over at twelve years old." I retorted. Paul looked horrified.

"I wasn't trying to hurt it." He stated. "I was trying to teach it manners." This made Jake and I both laugh.

"Manners? It's a bird, Paul." Jake smiled. Paul glared at him.

"Keep your eyes on the road!" I yelled, steering us away from the on going traffic. That's when I finally decided awkward silence was better than death on the journey back the Rez.