Hello everyone, this is a fellow Twilight fan here. I would like to inform you that these characters do not belong to me but the story does. This is my first fanfiction that I would like to finish so please give me reviews. Nothing mean though please. I plan to do a chapter every other day, so stay tuned. At the end of every chapter is a teaser or a scene that will be in the next chapter. Also looking for an advisor, pm me of interested. Thank you so much and enjoy.

The light shined on my face making me groan before rolling over and pulling the covers even farther on my head. It still didn't work though. I could still feel all off the damn sun in my eyes no matter what way I turned. It was starting to piss me off. Irritated, I throw the blanket off of my head and stretch out my back and arms before yawning. It was time for another day of my just fucking fantastic life.

I turn my head to look at my alarm clock I had put on my nightstand. Nine a clock. Well that was good. I actually got to enjoy a good nine hours of sleep. That didn't happen a lot considering I was constantly on fucking patrol.

Not today though. I was patrol free. I get off of my bed and walk out of my room into the bathroom. I could go for a good shower along with my daily routine. I locked the door behind me and turned the water on hot though it barely felt warm on my skin. Nothing could make me feel hot anymore.

It had been a year since I felt hot. Since I started phasing. I strip off my clothes and hop into the shower hoping to be able to relax for a few minutes. I hated fucking phasing with everything in me. It was just the worst part of my damn life. Not that I really even had a life that much anymore.

Sam fucking Uley made sure of that. It was like he just didn't want me to ever get over him. He wanted me to be the la push bitch for the rest of my life. The bitter harpy in the pack. Then any chance he'd get he would set us on a patrol together trying to apologize to me and say that he still loved me.

But there was one thing Sam just didn't understand. All he did was hurt me more and out me in an even pissier mood. It wasn't like we were getting back together, so why try so hard to try and get my forgiveness. It was just plain dumb, and it frustrated the hell out of me. If he saw I didn't want to forgive him, why did he keep trying?

I frown and put some shampoo in my hair. It was my favorite shampoo that always made my hair smell like breeze, and it was actually one of the only things I loved. Them I began to message it into my scalp with my fingers.

My hair used to be really long, almost reaching the middle of my back, but I had to cut it because of Sam Uley. He made me cut it because he hated how my fur in wolf form got shaggy. It just made me blend in even more with the boys almost as if I didn't have a feminine side. This just added to the list of reasons of why I hated fucking Sam Uley.

I knew my hair would get there again though. I swore never to cut my hair again. A small way of defying Sam. I was providing plenty of nourishment to my hair now.

I glide my hands through my hair one more time before rinsing out the shampoo, making sure to get my scalp. Then I pick up my conditioner and squirt some into my hair before rubbing it all in. I had to leave it in for a minute to because it had to stay in.

While I waited on my conditioner I got my soap and squirted a whole bunch in my hand before lathering it all my body. It didn't take to long.

"Lee, are you in there?"

I immediately recognize the voice and sigh, softly. It was my annoying younger brother, Seth. He must have just gotten off from his patrol.

"No it's,your other fucking sister," I say sarcastically, rinsing my body off of all the soap I had put on not too long ago.

I hear Seth snort, and I know he's rolling his eyes. A trait he got from me, obviously. "I have to pee, Lee," he says.

I let out a fake laugh. "Go use mom's. I'm obviously taking a shower."

"No!" Seth explains completely mortified. "You remember what happened last time."

I let out a soft chuckle, as I remembered. Seth had to take the shower, but I had been in the bathroom. Being the nice little brother he was, he just went downstairs into mom's bathroom that was in her bedroom. After about two minutes mom had walked in, and Seth was beyond embarrassed. The bad thing though was that mom had started talking to him. Saying stuff like, 'Don't forget to clean your ears Seth' and 'Go to the grocery stuff for milk."

Of course I had been laughing my ass off, but I knew that it was just mortifying for Seth.

"Is mom even here?" I ask. Mom wasn't at home very often since she was a nurse and could get called back to work at any moment even during her off times. A stressful job, but she handled it. I'm was a good job for her. She loved helping people anyway.

"Doesn't matter. I promised myself I wouldn't use that bathroom anymore," Seth whined.

I took that as no. Mom wasn't here. I begin to wash out the conditioner in my hair. It had been in for at least ten minutes now. That was all it needed.

"Please, Leah," Seth begged, and I just knew he was doing the puppy eyes. I sighed. Over the years I had come to realize that I would do almost anything Seth asked of me when he did puppy eyes. I don't know why, but it just worked like that.

I rinsed out my hair one more time before turning off the water and getting out of the shower. I took the towel off the rack and wrapped it around me. Them I picked up all of my clothes, off the floor, and opened the bathroom door.

Steam began to run out of the bathroom, as I walked out and look d at Seth, who had a big smile on his face. "Thanks, Lee," he thanked me before running into the bathroom.

I roll my eyes before walking back into my bedroom. So much for a nice, relaxing shower. I close my bedroom door before walking into my closet to find some clothes to wear. It didn't take me to long. I pick out some red shorts along with a blue shirt that had love on it with red letters then I put on my brown sandals. Sure, it wasn't the best outfit, buy it wasn't like I was fucking trying to impress anyone.

After that I looked in the mirror that I had above my dresser and got a brush. Now it was time to do my hair. I began to brush it trying to get all of the tangles out. It took me a while but when I was done my hair was silky and tangle free. Since I didn't feel like blow drying it, I just let it sit dry. I did that most of the times anyway.

When I finished I put my towel in the my dirty bin, and opened my door so I could walk downstairs. I was starving. I hadn't eaten a damn thing since I woke up. I cursed under my breath. Another awesome quality of being a damn werewolf. Having to eat all the time or feel like you're dying. So fucking fun.

It took me about three seconds to get down the stairs and to the kitchen. Mom hadn't been grocery shopping in a while, so I knew there wouldn't be a whole bunch of food like usual, but there was always still something to eat.

Before I could open the refrigerator, a note caught my eye. I let my eyes quickly scan over it.

Dear, Leah

I'm going to be home around and Old Quit will be here for dinner. I'm making spaghetti, so can you please run to the store to get me the ingredients. Thank you dear. Love mom.

I sighed, as I picked the note off of the fridge and crumpled it up in my hand. Oh didn't I just adore fucking shopping? But I knew I had to do because if I didn't mom would get mad, and nobody ever wanted to see a mad Sue Clearwater. Not even me, and I was supposed to be La push's Bitch.

I grabbed the keys to my silver jeep before running my fingers through my hair again. Then I called up to Seth. "I'm getting food. I'll be back." I knew he heard me because of his werewolf senses, but he was probably dead tired because of his patrol, so I didn't bother to repeat or bother him.

My car was parked into the driveway, so I made my way to it before getting in and closing the door behind me. After that I put my key in the ignition and started the car up. It roared, as it came to life but soon settled for a low humming sound. I grinned. I loved this car. And love was a word I used very rarely.

Then I pulled out of the driveway and got onto the street. I would go to Walmart since it was the closest thing. All I wanted to do was get the food and go back home. It was a five minute drive to the store.

I put on my favorite song rolling in the deep by Adele, as I drove the car. It was one of my favorite songs because it had a sad tempo to it sort of. Just like my life. Sad and fucking awful.

It was like I used to be so passionate and full of fire, but then it all just stopped and I was lifeless and cold.

there's a fire starting in my heart

Reaching the fever pitch and I'm bringing it out the dark

Finally I can see you crystal clear

Go ahead and sell me out and I'll leave your ship bare

I get ready for my part. The part that pretty much explained how I felt about Sam. All of my fury was like this. Put into it.

The stars of your love remind me of us

I cant help thinking that we could have had it all

The stars of your love they leave me breathless

I cant help feeling that we almost had it all

I shake my head and chuckle. Yeah that about summed it up. That was all I had time to hear, though since the store was right in front of me. I turn my radio off and turn, pulling into the driveway. Then I quickly find a open space and take the key out of the ignition before opening my door and quickly getting out.

My stomach growls again, as I close the car door. I grimace before rolling my eyes. I would eat in a second. I walk over to one of those cart things and get a small basket before making my way into the store. The faster I could get this over with the better.

"Damn, that's one nice ass," he says smirking at me, and I want to punch him hard in the face, or knock out of his teeth. Better yet I could knee him in his fucking balls. I bet that would make him shut up.

"I'm going to give you more chance," I hiss clearly annoyed. He was getting on my last nerves. Couldn't he tell when a girl just wasn't interested? I'm pretty sure I was making the signs clear.

Then I hear a familiar voice coming from behind me. "The woman said to leave her alone, so I suggest you leave, pal." I turn around to face the person. It was somebody I hadn't expected and would never have expected in a million years.