Hey, hey!!!

So thanks for actually reading my story. This chapter is actually kinda short cause it's 3am and I kinda have to go to bed so...next chapter will be longer!!!

This is basically about Jacob Black and his pre-transformation and how he befriends this vampire named Lilly (whom he does not know is a vampire, mind you) and yeah, it's just their story and...stuff :) Later on, Jacob will become a werewolf, yada yada yada, it will take off from there. Don't worry, I have it all planned out ;)

Disclaimer: I so don't own Twilight (boo hoo) and if I did, I probably wouldn't be writing this really bad fanfic, now would I? Yeah, I would probably be rolling naked in money. Oh, but I do own Lilly and any other characters that are not in Twilight xD

Sunset. Such a beautiful yet simple word. I have yet to miss a sunset in my 109 years of existence. I watch them every morning. The light pink that streaks the sky, gradually turning the colour of a crisp orange, finally settling into a smooth yellow. It has always been my favourite part of the day. I am lucky enough to see it everyday because I cannot sleep.

I am a vampire. Though it comes as a burden to me, I know my adoptive father, Carlisle Cullen, meant good intentions. He was just trying to save me. As I unfortunately know, I fathom the knowledge of loneliness, as did he. It's quite a terrible feeling, if I have to be honest. Something about being alone forever frightens me. Having no one understand you, comfort you in a way no one else can. All of my adoptive brothers and sisters have a soul mate, as I like to call them. Alice has Jasper, Emmett has Rosalie, Carlisle has Esme. And I, Lillian, have nobody.

I prefer to be called Lilly. I think it sounds more modern. It helps me blend in. My whole family tries to blend in. Though with our stunning looks and agility, it's very hard to acclimate.

I decide to go for a run. It helps clear my head when I'm in doubt with myself.

I gracefully jump out the window and land precisely on my feet. I take off immediately, yearning to fell the cool morning wind blow my long, wavy caramel hair behind me.

I run and run, avoiding trees at best and jumping over the occasional log. I find myself at First Beach, a beach in La Push, Washington. I go to a small dock and sit cross legged at the end. I inhale deeply, as breathing comes naturally to me.

I know that we have a treaty with werewolves here. It's been in effect for decades, according to Carlisle. It's simple; We don't feed on or kill humans, the wolves don't kill us. We don't go on their land, they don't come on our land. But in the few months I've been here, I've yet to actually see any of the wolves, though I've heard rumours. The shape shifters, as they have been called.

The sun is almost all the way up. Clouds have rolled in and cover the whole beach with a light shadow. I know I should not be out in public when the risk is too great. When my skin will glow with diamonds and people will turn their heads and stare with confusion and shock. But Alice predicted that the once clear sky will be overcast for the next 4 days, no sun whatsoever. And Alice is a lot more reliable than the weatherman.

Two members of my family have special abilities. Alice can see the future, hence the weather predictions. Jasper, her mate, can control emotions. It comes in handy if Emmett ever gets enraged or one of us is somber. I have a gift, too. I can put thoughts in people's minds. I never use it on my family unless they really want something out of their head. I can also make people hear what I hear or see what I'm seeing, even make they hear and feel what I'm thinking.

The sound of grains in the sand moving catches my attention. Someone walking. I look back to the beach where a young boy, probably the age of 16 is walking toward me though I clearly see I'm not his destination. I watch, curious as he strides with purpose now towards the water. He's wearing cut-offs, I see and a light t-shirt. It's only eight degrees off of being below zero degrees celsius. I wait to see what he is doing and then I realize he is going to take a swim. He eases off his shirt and places it on a rock nearby. I immediately notice his muscled body, not quite developed but definitely getting there.

My realization is startling. Could he be one of the wolves? No, I think to myself. He's much too young and my family haven't been feeding on humans so there would be no reason for the fever to set in, for him to change.

I take notice to his shoulder length black hair and his deep russet skin. I wonder in awe how this boy could possibly be beautiful from this far of a distance. I am fascinated.

I look far out into the water, thoughtful. I hear paddling from afar and look back over to the boy who must be from the Reservation. A Quileute, as Carlisle mentioned.

I'm lost in a million different thoughts when his black haired head pops up right beside the dock. I jump, startled. It is the first time in 50 years that I have been snuck up on.

He gets out of the water with grace and I jump up, slightly shaken and confused. He looks up once he grabs a towel I didn't notice before that was hanging on a short pole. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to startle you," his deep voice says. He smiles and shows off perfect teeth, very white in contrast compared to his dark skin.

I give a weak smile back. "It's alright," my tone is polite. "I apologize for disrupting your morning swim." I start to walk off when he lightly touches my arm. I look at him, stepping away.

He waves it off with a slight flick of his hand. "No, no, it's a public beach. You can stay."

I deliberate for a quite second but finally make up my mind. "I should be going anyway."

He nods. Before I start to walk off again, he stops me. "Hey, I don't think I've seen you around before? What's your name?"

"Lillian Cullen," I answer and he starts at the name, as if recognizing it. "Though most people call me Lilly," Just my family, I think.

He smiles again, not too phased by his reaction to my name.

Who is he, I think, and decide to ask. "What's yours?"

"Jacob. Jacob Black," he says simply. "Nice to meet you, Lilly Cullen,"

"Nice to meet you, too." I say politely. There's a silence. Not quite awkward but a little uncomfortable.

"So, did you just move here? On the Rez?" Jacob asks finally.

I look at him, my golden gaze level. "No, I moved here a couple of months ago. My house is just about ten minutes from here. Just outside of Forks."

His eyebrows raise and he is suddenly serious, like he has figured out what it was when he heard my name. "You said your last name is Cullen?"

"Yes…" I say hesitantly. What could be wrong? Does he know about us? How could he, I think, only the wolves know about us.

I know he's not one because of his smell. Jacob smells like wood and salt from the ocean water. Not wet dog, like Carlisle once told me they smell like. I wrinkle my nose.

"Oh, well, again, nice to meet you. But I really should get going. Billy -- I mean, my dad, he'll be getting worried. I should have been home 10 minutes ago. I'll see you around. "He says shortly, spins on his heel and then he's gone. I see him in the distance, jogging to get his shirt back on and running back to his house.

I'm left on the dock, stunned and slightly confused once again. My eyes squint and my forehead wrinkles. I shake off the sudden turn of things. One moment, Jacob Black is happy and smiling and the next, he's serious and on edge with me. I give a slight shake of my head and jog, human speed, until I'm in the forest, safe to run full speed.

My destination is my home where I can tell my family about this incident. I'm curious as to what Carlisle will say. Is it normal for a Quileute boy to know about us? Or is it a rumour? Had someone found out about us and spread a hoax though it is not actually a hoax but the truth?

These thoughts run through my mind and I am terrified as to what could happen. Will we get punished for being too obvious? No, I think, we feed on animals only once every couple of weeks. Animals are mauled all the time. It could be a bear attack or…or a wolf attack…

And even though there are a million and one thoughts, theories and questions shooting around in my head, every frightening possibility a high risk at this moment, for my family, for myself, my most powerful and intriguing thought always comes back to Jacob Black.

Awwwww!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I don't know why I said that ^^

Ok, so next chapter will be about the Cullen family and Lilly will tell them about Jacob. Sorry if I don't get it up for a couple of days. It's Easter and -- OH MY GOSH IT'S EASTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ok, I totally forgot about that. So yeah, HAPPY EASTER, PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Back to my point, I don't know if I can get another chapter up this weekend. I'll realllly try IF I GET SOME REVIEWS AND FAVOURITES AND STORY ALERT THINGIES AND STUFF TO KNOW THAT PEOPLE ARE ACTUALLY READING!!!! *hint hint*

So yeah, ok, byeeee :)