Hellooo people of fanfiction! This story is about Seth, and his imprint, Jasmine. Which I introduced in another one of my stories, Waiting For You go check it out, if you haven't already, I'd appreciate that :D

I've always loved Seth, and I made Jasmine exactly like me, down to the clothes and everything lol. So I hope you enjoy!

Jasmine POV!

I've never liked the thought of moving. I mean, it's so cliche. In almost every story, someone either moves, to somewhere, or moves away. What sucks is when, it actually happens to you, and you have to start all over in a new place and such. I had two friends move, and them leaving was hard on me, but never would I thought that me, Jasmine Bethany Richards, was moving to some small, Indian reserve called La Push. I mean, who named this town anyway? It was wet, cold and rainy. Three qualities I was not fond of. Leaving my home, my best friends, my life in Tennessee was not something I wanted to do. But my parents said things like "Oh, it'll be a brand new start. Think of it as an adventure!" Yeah, right. I so did not want to move. Lucky for me, I didn't get the choice.

Saying goodbye to everyone was the hardest part. I cried for so long I thought my eyes were going to swell shut. I promised everyone I'd stay in touch, and visit as much as I can.

The plane landed soon enough, and we departed and found our luggage. I waited for what seemed forever, looking for my bright pink suitcases. If I could have chosen any color, it definitely wouldn't have been pink. But it was better than black or brown.

We loaded up the moving truck, with all of our things. It took over 4 hours, getting it all from the plane. I was tired and annoyed by the time we left. My sister, Jamie, was tired and grumpy also. She knew not to talk to me, and I certainly didn't want to talk to her, or my parents right then. We arrived at our new house, and we picked rooms and started loading things in the house.

My room was at the back of the house, with it's own bathroom. It wasn't the biggest room, but it was bigger than my old room. The thought brought back sad memories, and a lump formed in my throat, and tears welled in my eyes. I held it back, setting down my suitcase. I looked in the bathroom, to see it was white. Everything was white in the room. It was unpleasant, since I love bright and colorful things. There was one window in my room, and outside there was an old oak tree. The rain was falling down, and it matched my mood completely.

After a few more hours, the sun had gone down, and my bed frame and mattress was in my new room. I had just finished putting sheets on it, when Jamie walked in the room, and leaned against the doorframe.

"I don't want to be here." She said, her voice cracked on the last word. I turned and saw her, with tears down her face. I opened my arms, and she ran into me. I felt her small shoulders heave against my arms, and I knew I had to keep it together, for her sake.

"It'll be ok, Jamie." I said, stroking her hair. "I don't want to be here either, but we don't have a choice. We'll make friends, and everything will be alright."

***

My night was filled with horrible dreams, of my friends saying awful things to me, just because I left. I woke up, screaming, tears running down my face. I gave up on sleep and just decided to get ready for the first day of school.

I threw on the first clothes that were at the top of my clothes box. My mom and I got in a huge fight, about riding the bus. I didn't want to, I'd rather walk, but she wouldn't let me.

I ran to catch the bus, with Jamie at my heel. I sat there, for an hour, picking up kids. No one sat with me, and that was fine with me. I pulled out my ipod, and put it on shuffle.

Oh. Why you look so sad?

Tears are in your eyes.

Come on and come to me now.

Don't be ashamed to cry.

Let me see you through.

Cause I've seen the dark side too.

This is pretty ironic. I thought to myself. Tears came to my eyes, again, and I felt frustrated.

When the night falls on you.

You don't know what to do.

Nothin' you confess, could make me love you less.

I took out my headphones, and shoved my ipod back into my purse. I didn't want to be reminded of everything I left. I walked into school, hands in my hoodie pockets. I found my way to the office, and got my schedule. I walked to my class, binder in hand. I looked around, and saw the native teens sitting around, talking to one another. I sat down at a desk beside a girl who wasn't speaking to anyone. She was wearing a dark green shirt, with a black jacket over it and jeans. She looked like she was trying to disappear, and not be noticeable. I reached down in my purse to make sure my phone was on silent, when my binder was knocked off into the floor.

"Crap, this is not my day." I said under my breath.

"Could you pick that up for me, please?" I asked her, looking her in the eyes. They were a bright green color, but filled with a sad quality. I felt my heart go out to her.

"Sure." I heard her whisper, and she picked it up and handed it to me. I took it from her, and made sure nothing else had fallen out. I turned back to her, and decided to not be unsocial, since she seemed lonely.

"Hey, I'm Jasmine Richards." I said, holding out my hand.

"I'm Violet Adams." She grabbed my hand and shook it, loosely.

"I like your name. We're both a type of flower." I said, thinking that was pretty cool.

"So, what are people like here?" I asked, wondering what was to be expected.

"I'm new here. This is my first year." She said, her eyes cast downward. I felt my eyebrows raise. She looked like a native. I decided not to mention it.

"Really? So am I! Thank goodness, I'm not the only "new kid". I rolled my eyes at yet again, another cliche. She laughed, and I smiled.

"So where are you from?" I asked.

"I'm from here, originally. My mom hated it here, so she left and moved away, and met my father and they had me." She bit her lip, as if debating on whether or not to say something.

"But I came back, because.. Well, a personal reason. What about you?" She asked, clearly not wanting to talk about it. I respected that, and decided not to push her.

"Both my parents got new jobs up here, so they decided to just move. I'm not happy about it. I've had enough pain in my life, but I guess moving is just one more I've had to endure.

"What do you mean?" She asked me.

"I've only dated two guys in my whole life. One was a complicated relationship, and the other went well, but ended badly. I've been hurt, by both guys, and I'm cautious towards giving my heart away too fast." I said, remembering everything too well. I didn't want to dwell on it, and thankfully I didn't have to, because class started.

***

Lunch came fast, and Violet said that she had some other friends that were waiting on her, and she told me she was saving me a seat. I was so grateful to her, even though we had just met. I grabbed a drink from the machines, and headed towards the cafeteria. Thought of home surrounded me, reminding me of how my friends and I would sit in the hallway and eat lunch, laughing loud and enjoying life. I sighed, and searched the room for Violet. I spotted her waving, and walked over to her table.

As I got closer, I saw the people she was sitting with better. They were all guys, who were huge! And when I say huge, I mean like skyscraper big. I'm only 4'11" but I felt teeny compared to these guys. Violet was sitting next to one tan, and very buff guy, and in between her and another guy was a small space meant for me. I sat down, and set my stuff down. I felt heat coming from my left, which is where the guy was. He was extremely warm, and not a normal type of warm. But in a strange way, it was comforting. I looked through my folder, trying to find something, but secretly taking in the guys sitting at the table. They were all looking in my direction, and I decided to pretend that I didn't realize that they were waiting for me to talk.

"Oh, I'm sorry, how rude of me." I said, being overly polite, and thinking I sounded stupid the instance the words left my mouth.

"Hey, yall, I'm Jasmine Richards. And you are..?" I didn't know who to ask first, so I looked at Violet for help. Her eyes were confused, but came to my rescue. She turned to the boy next to her, and I saw him look into her eyes, and his grew soft, and I saw a sweet passion within them.

"Jasmine, this is Embry." Violet said softly. She paused, a little long for a regular introduction, and then snapped back to reality.

"And this is Taylor, Jayden and Daryan–" She motioned to the guys across from us, then turned to look at the boy beside me.

"And Seth." I turned towards Seth, to get a better look at him. I had to look up to meet his eyes, and what I saw blew me away. The instant his eyes met mine, it was like the whole world was silent, and everything was in his eyes. They were a dark, chocolate-y brown, which I've always loved on a guy. They were soft, yet desirable. A light that I couldn't reach wavered behind them, and a soft smile was on his lips. I felt my mouth was open, but I smiled, which made his grin deepen. I hated to look away, but I knew I couldn't sit all day and stare into this Seth's eyes, no matter how much I wanted to. I turned back to Violet, and resumed like everything was normal. I didn't know what just happened, but everything in my screamed that it was right, and I didn't want that feeling to be wrong, like it had so many times before.

***

After lunch, I walked with Violet to our 3rd period. Lucky for me, Embry (the guy she couldn't stop staring at, I had noticed) and Seth were in our class. I sat directly in front of Violet, and Seth sat beside me. Every fiber of me was screaming to touch him, just to take his hand, anything to make sure he was really here. I still couldn't believe someone as gorgeous as he was real. He had black, thick hair, bright white teeth, and a personality that shone. I'd barely known him an hour, but life just bubbled within him, and I wanted to see as much of it as I could. I hadn't really gotten a chance to talk to Seth, because Embry was staring at him like Seth was going to jump through a window or something crazy like that, so I felt intimidated, me, the girl who used to stand up to the tallest guy in choir. Of course, we were just joking around, but still. Embry was the first guy who actually struck fear in me. Not that he was scary, but I didn't want to get on his bad side, that was for sure.

"So, Seth." I began, and when I said his name, his head flipped up, and he was looking me in the eyes again and he was smiling, just because he heard me utter his name.

"What is La Push like?" I asked, finding my voice.

"It's pretty great. The woods are beautiful." He said, and he looked like he wanted to say something else, but before he could get it out, we heard a commotion going on behind us. A girl with long black hair was running her finger across Embry's shoulders, and I looked behind me at Violet, and her jaw was tense and her hand was clenched around her pencil. I was going to say something snotty, but before I could, I heard someone else make a comment.

"Knock it off, Sharon. Don't you think being rejected five times already has told you that Em's not interested?" Seth said, smoothly, staring her straight in the eye. She huffed, and sat down, her arms crossed over her boobs, which were nearly falling out of her shirt. Bleck.

Seth turned to Embry, and whispered something to him, and he relaxed afterwards.

That class was over, and I watched Violet get up, and Embry follow her out the door. I picked up my things, and walked out the door, when I felt someone close behind me. I turned, and saw Seth standing there.

"What do you have next?" I asked.

"English 3, Tanner." He said, from memory.

"So do I!" I said, a little too excitedly. Seth laughed, and I giggled along with him. We sat in class together, and I could barely pay attention, I was so distracted by him. Everything about him was interesting, the way he sat, the way his hair almost went into his eyes, and he flipped it every so often. I could see him looking at me out of the corner of his eye, and I would look away and smile to myself when he did, and I would look at him and he would be looking down at his desk, smiling to himself. He was so cute, and I didn't know what to think. The last bell rang, and we walked out of class together, and I saw Violet walking down the hallway.

"Hey, Jasmine! Walk with me to my car?" She asked.

"Sure." I said, and we walked to her car, and Embry and Seth were right behind us. We stood there, awkwardly, and I had a feeling that everyone was thinking the same thing. All I wanted was to spend more time with Seth, so I decided to speak for everyone.

"We should all hang out, together." I said, looking at Seth.

"Yeah, we should." Seth said in response, knowing he was talking to me. I looked away, blushing really badly.

"How about right now? We could go to the beach again.." Embry's voice trailed off and I looked up at him. All 3 were smiling, and I was so lost.

"As long as you promise to not drown me this time." Violet said, with a knowing grin on her face. I shook my head.

"I don't want to know. But hey, I'm glad to go. I don't want to head 'home'" I said putting air quotes around home.

"You can ride with me." I heard Seth say, and my heart lurched. I looked up at him, and his face was glowing.

"I thought Collin was gonna take your truck home?" Embry said. I saw Seth look at Embry, and I looked at Jasmine, confused.

"Oh right! I forgot. I'll ride with you, Em." Seth said cheerfully but the tone in his voice matched the look he was trying to hide on his face; disappointment. It made me feel absolutely sick, to see Seth look like that, and I felt a strong urge to run and hug him and not let go. But Embry's hand fell on Seth's shoulder, and pulled him away.

"What was that all about?" I asked, feeling hurt, thought nothing happened to me.

"I have no idea. The whole group is secretive. I don't understand half their conversations, and it frustrates me. I feel like it's something I should know." She confided in me, while we followed a blue truck.

I felt like I needed to tell her what I thought of Seth. I had only met her today, but I felt a strong bond between her and I, and I had a feeling it was going to be there for life.

"So.. Seth's cute." I blurted out, not even meaning to. Too late now.

"He is. I think of him as a little brother, even though I've only been here for a few days." She said, her eyes on the road.

"Oh. Well, that's not what I meant." I said, feeling foolish and childish. I stared at my hands.

"I kinda figured." I heard a smile in her voice, and she let the subject go.

"So what was that whole secretive beach thing about?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me. She smiled, reliving the memory before she spoke.

"Well, Seth, Embry, my cousin Kim, and her boyfriend, Jared, all went to the beach a couple of days ago, and the boys thought they would play a joke on Kim and myself, so they threw us into the water, and I nearly drowned." She said, a smile on her face. I laughed, imagining the scene in my head, the look on her face.

"I don't think you could have fought back, they look so strong." I said.

"They are, but they can be gentle too.." She had a faraway look on her face.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked. I felt like a child; unafraid to ask questions.

"Oh.. Nothing." She said, her face flushing.

"Were you thinking of a guy?" I asked, having a feeling I already knew the answer.

"Yes. I was." She answered bluntly, but with a sly smile.

"Who is it? Do you have a boyfriend that I should know about?" I asked, feeling a giggle bubble in my throat. Her face suddenly became serious, so I waited for her answer.

"I don't have a boyfriend." She said, her voice cautious.

"Do you like someone, then? Because I think I can name who it is." I smiled at her.

"Oh? And who do you think this person is?" She asked, challenging me to get it right. I smiled, smug.

"Embry. Embry Call." Her head snapped over to look at me, and I was still smiling smugly.

"How.. You.. What..?" She couldn't form a coherent sentence, so I filled her in.

"I see how you act around him. You smile more when he's there, you relax and let nothing bother you. You're a brighter person with him around." I said, shrugging simply.

"You are very observant, Jazz." Her eyes lit up, and she bit her lip.

"I'm sorry.." She started, but I interrupted.

"No, it's ok. I've always liked that nickname, but no one's ever called me by it." I smiled at her, and we pulled up at a beach. We parked, and she took the key out of ignition, and I saw Seth stepping out of the blue truck, and my heart sped up, and all I could do was stare. He looked back behind him, seeing me in the car, and a smile came to his face. I couldn't move, I was stunned into silence. He came over to the silver car, and opened my door for me. I stepped out, and he shut the door.

"Thanks." I said, smiling up at him, finally able to do something. His brown eyes met mine, and I felt like melting. I leaned up against the car, or else I would have fallen.

"You, are welcome." He said in a soft voice. I heard Violet say, "Let's go." And I looked over at Embry and Violet, and saw them walking towards the beach. I got a sudden impulse to be playful and flirt with Seth, to see if he would do it back.

"C'mon! Let's go!" I said, running across the beach front. I saw the water on my right, crashing into the colorful pebbles mixed with sand. It was beautiful, the grays, browns, blues, reds, and greens mixed together. I stopped to take it all in, when I heard Seth behind me. I turned to look, but he collided with me, sending us both to the ground. We rolled around until we finally stopped, him on top, me on bottom. I looked into his dark brown eyes, and he looked into mine. I was breathing hard, but he was barely winded, and we had ran a long way. We were close, closer than two people who had just met should have been. Words I had said earlier that day came flooding back to me. "I've been hurt, by both guys, and I'm cautious towards giving my heart away too fast."

"Seth.." I said, still looking in his eyes. His whole face lit up, as if just by saying his name, it meant the world.

"Yeah?" He asked. I almost didn't want to move, to just be like this forever, but I knew I couldn't no matter how much I wanted to. I took my hands and pushed against his chest, and he rolled over, to where I was laying on his chest. I could feel his muscles, rippling under his shirt, and my mouth ran dry. I felt hot, even though it was cold outside. Warmth was radiating from Seth, like a heater. I placed my hands on his chest, to feel warmth, like he was on fire, almost.

"You're burning up. Are you sick?" I asked, suddenly very concerned. His hand wrapped around mine, and my heart fluttered, his touch making my skin tingle.

"No. I'm just naturally warm." He said, smiling a secret smile. I was confused, but I felt like there was something more that he wasn't telling me. I then noticed his hand was still around mine. I pulled it out of his grasp, but then it felt cold, too cold. I got up off him, and sat down on the pebbles. He sat up, and put his arms over his knees. We sat there, looking at the waves crash onto the beach. The sky was turning a soft orange, but clouds covered most of it. I had a feeling it was going to rain again, and I wasn't too fond of getting wet all the time.

"Jasmine," Seth started to say.

"Yes?" I asked, still looking out at the water.

"How would you like it if I said I wanted to get to know you better?" He asked, turning to look at me. I turned to see his face, and he was waiting for an answer.

"I was thinking the same thing." I said, grinning at him. Somehow, his smile grew on his face.

"So first of all, how old are you?" He asked. I loved how he doesn't care what you think, he just simply asks what he wants.

"I'm 16. I'll be 17 in a few months." I said.

"Really? I'm 16 too!" He said excitedly. I laughed, and he laughed with me, in perfect harmony.

He and I sat there, for nearly an hour just getting to know each other. The more we talked, the more I was attracted to him. He made me forget why I even didn't want to come to La Push. It was getting dark, and my phone started ringing.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Where are you?" I heard my mothers voice on the other line.

"I'm at the beach." I said.

"The what?" She said like she couldn't believe what came out of my mouth.

"I'm at the beach, in La Push. I'm with some friends from school." I said, pronouncing each word distinctly.

"Oh. Well, you could have called. Just make sure you're home by 9." She said, and I was thankful she didn't make a big deal about me being in trouble.

"Ok, Mom. Bye."

"Bye." I hung up the phone, and turned to Seth.

"I'm sorry." I said.

"It's fine." He said.

"Well I'm hungry, how about you?" I said, hearing my stomach growl in agreement.

"I'm starving!" Seth said, standing up in a hurry. I laughed at him.

"C'mon! Let's go find Embry and Violet and get something!" He held out his hand, and I took it. He helped me up, but didn't let go after I stood up. He dragged me by the hand, running down the beach.

"Seth! Slow down! I have short legs!" I said, laughing while trying not to fall.

"Well, then let me help you!" He scooped me up, and carried me piggy back style down the beach. He was warm against my skin, and I rested my chin on his shoulder, while he ran back to the cars. We saw Embry and Violet sitting in the back of Embry's truck, and they looked up as we approached.

"We're hungry!" Seth said excitedly.

"Well, I guess we'll go get something." Embry said casually.

"Ok. But this time, she's riding with me." Seth said, pointing to me, who was still on his back. We all laughed, and I thought to myself, This isn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. I could get used to this!

I hope you loved it! Review like crazy and tell me what you thought! Thanks!

Courtney