Summery: What's worse than stealing your best friend's girl? How about falling in love with your best friend's imprint and her liking you the same way? Yeah, I'm screwed.

I hate school. I mean why does it have to be me? Why couldn't Jake come with me? Or Leah! I mean just because I'm the youngest and look like I belong in high school and Esme said I had to finish school. Well it still doesn't give them the right to send me to school alone!

"Seth, it will be fine," Bella told me before I left.

Jacob nodded. "Yeah, besides we need an excuse for being here and with you in school than we'll have a better chance at finding Nessie," he explained.

I sighed and nodded walking out the door to Emmett's jeep. He was driving me to school since I would have to be checked in since it was my first day. Did I mention I hate high school?

Well, maybe I should start to explain a few things. First I'll start off with why were in Diamondhead, Mississippi. I know sounds stupid, eight vampires staying in a town where it's summer nine months of the year, but were here for Renesmee. You see when she was five or looked like she was five or oh you know what I mean. Anyway when she looked five Alice took her, Bella, and Rosalie to some store at the mall and the Nessie just walked off when no one was looking. Bella and Edward searched everywhere but she was nowhere to be found.

I think she ran away. I don't know why but it just seems like something she would do. But no! Seth can't be right because Renesmee would never run away from her prefect family, with her perfect parents, and her perfect eventually gonna be boyfriend.

So now were going around the country looking in different places Alice's visions lead us. It's crazy, I think. I mean if Nessie wanted to be found than she would show up in Alice's visions. I mean seriously I remember Edward and Alice talking about the visions when she was around! And vampires have prefect memory so she must know!

The latest in Alice's crazy visions is a pair of black tights with silver glittery stars on them. Alice said that they have to be Nessie's since they've looked almost everywhere else in the country.

Emmett hopped into the drivers seat and started the car. "So kid what grade you in this time?" He asked.

This seemed routine by now. Emmett would drive me to my new school in his jeep, ask what grade I was in this month-if I'm lucky-, then some girls would gush about how there was a pale guy in a red jeep just like from "the vampire movie." If had a say in it they would remember me too! But no, the dumb ass who made the stupid Eclipse movie got a guy who looks nothing like me so I never get fans questioning me about where I'm from and if I'm "the real Seth Clearwater." It frickin' sucks!

"Junior," I said.

"Huh?"

I growled under my breath. "I said I'm a frickin' junior!" I yelled in a calmish voice.

Emmett chuckled. "Someone's jealous," he snickered.

I growled. "JUST SHUT UP!" I yelled. "I've been to over fifty schools in the last five years and I'm tired of it! I've had to make too many new friends and now I'm just going to give up!"

Emmett sighed. "Seth, friends are always something you'll need," he said. "One day you'll thank me for this."

I sighed. "I'm just going to be the new loner. There shouldn't be a lot of them here so I'll just have to blend in," I shrugged.

Emmett sighed, "Whatever Seth, just remember this. Even if you don't want friends they'll find you anyway." We were silent for the rest of the ride.

I looked at the school sign as we got out of the jeep. "Hancock High School," I sighed. "Let's see how much you suck."

Emmett sighed me up for school saying Carlisle, i.e. my dad, was at work so the old, i.e. Emmett, had to come and drop me off. The desk lady excepted his excuse and went to go get my schedule. Once she was back I instantly hated my classes.

"Luck bro," Emmett whispered and walked out the door.

1st-Algebra ll

2nd-World History

3rd-Biology

Lunch

4th-Art

Now how in hell did I get art? I suck at drawing and see no point in paint unless it involves a paint war. Then there's Algebra ll, I have no idea how I got that, I know I have to take it eventually but I still hate math. World History, hum, not that bad, I can get a nap in that class. Biology, I was pretty in science so I should be fine there.

So having missed first period I went straight to world history. I was happy though because I did get a nap in that call. Next was biology. My teacher was nice and the fact that I could understand what we were learning helped. Finally I got to lunch, that just pissed me off more. Usually Esme gives me extra money so I can buy a second serving of food so I won't be starving, since us werewolves eat a lot, but for some reason she decided not to do that. So I got only one slice of the disgusting overly greasy pizza with the broccoli covered in at least a pound of cheese, and that's only on my plate. Then there was the dessert, a small piece of cake. I hate this cheep school, at least the others could afford good food!

Finally I got to art class. I walked to the art room, not hard to find with the big black sign that said "Art Room" on it, and meant the teacher.

"Hi, I'm Mrs. Lindsey and you must be Seth?" The teacher said. Mrs. Lindsey had brownish blond hair. She was in an artist smock with paint all over it.

I nodded. "Hello."

Mrs. Lindsey smiled. "Sit wherever you like. I'll explain your assignment once I get everyone else started," she said turning to the next person.

I nodded and sat down in the seat farthest in the back. I pulled out a book and started reading since there was nothing else to do. After a few minutes Mrs. Lindsey walked up to me. She explained that I was just to paint what I feel. She showed me where the paint and brushes were then gave me a sheet of paper and walked away.

I got my paints-black, green, blue, little white, brown, red, violet- and brushes then went back to my seat and started at my page. I continued this for the next ten minutes.

I looked up when I heard a noise. A girl was standing next to me. She had wavy bronze hair and chocolate brown eyes. She was wearing a long sleeve blood red shirt dress with red converses and black tights with glittery silver stars on them.

"Hi," she said, "I'm Hannah." She smiled. Her mouth was filled with pearly white teeth. I nodded to her than looked back at my blank paper. I heard the chair next to me squeak as she sat down. "So did Mrs. Lindsey give you the feeling assignment?"

"Yeah," I muttered. My eyes moved from the paper to my feet.

"Well why isn't anything on the paper?" She giggled.

I smirked. I looked over at her red converses and noticed something. "She's wearing black tights with silver stars on them," I muttered.

"Huh?" She asked looking up from my paints.

I shook my head. "What are you doing?" I asked her confused.

She smiled and continued moving the brush around in the paint. "I thought that if you had different colors to work with you'd have more ideas for the assignment," she smiled.

I looked around at the colors she made. "How'd you do that hunter green color?" I asked. "The green from the jug was really bright."

"Black, green, and a little brown," she explained. Hannah looked up at me. "I've been in art classes for long enough to know what colors you need to make a bright ugly color beautiful," she smiled. "Paints are just like people."

"How so?" I asked raising my eyebrows in confusion.

"Well some people are just lost in there old colorless shells. And they can never find the right colors, or people, to make there shells beautiful so they wonder around eventually losing hope. But eventually, one day, they find the prefect color to make them pop and BAM!" I jumped as Hannah pushed the try of paints in front of my face. "You have forever love."

I frowned. "I stopped believing in love a long time ago," I told her. I might imprint someday so there's no point in trying to do the love thing.

"Never stop believing in love," she said. "Besides forever love is not something you can stop. It's like this automatic pull or something like that. I've never felt it."

"So you've never been in love?" I heard myself ask.

Hannah shook her head. "Or in like." She must have sensed my confusion. "In like is before you can say you love someone. Like with little elementary schoolers, they don't love someone but they do like them. So your in like."

I nodded. It makes some sense. Wait, the tights. Alice had mentioned that tights like those would have something to do with Nessie. No, this is more than likely another one of her dead leads. This human girl has nothing to do with Renesmee.

I took the brush from Hannah and started painting with the new colors she made. I looked up after a minute to see she was still sitting there. "Don't you have work to do?" I asked.

Hannah shook her head. "Nope, I finished so I thought you could use some help," she smiled. "What's your name anyways?"

"Seth," I said simply. Hannah nodded and just watched. I sat painting with her watching until it was time to clean up.

Mrs. Lindsey walked over and looked at my painting. "I like the fact that you created new colors," she smiled referring to the mixed colors. "Nice job." She set the painting on a drying rack then told everyone to line up.

"You welcome," Hannah said walking around me.

"Thank you," I called following her. Hannah giggled. She sounds just like Nessie, I thought. "So what bus do you ride?"

"900," she said.

"Me too," I said. What the hell? Why am I talking to this girl?

Hannah turned and started walking backwards down the hall. "If you want I could introduce you to some people," she shrugged.

I looked into her eyes. They were big and brown. The kind that could talk you into doing anything, even if you didn't want to. They were also the kind that could hypnotize you.

"Okay," I said without realizing it.

Hannah's smile widened and her eyes filled with light. "Don't worry Seth, I'll make sure you make friends with the right people," she said taking my hand and pulling me towards the buses.

"I'm an idiot," I muttered. I mean it's obvious I didn't imprint on this girl, so why am I letting her walk all over me?

"Who's your friend?" Someone called out as we approached the bus. It was a girl with curly dark brown hair. She was tanner than most people I'd seen here and taller than most of them too. I swear I smelt wolf too. Who knows maybe she has Quileute in her blood.

The girl standing next to her snickered. She was a short girl with wavy black hair and too pale even for the South skin. Though she wasn't as pale as Hannah she was still pale.

Hannah grinned. "Guys, this is my new friend Seth," she turned to me, "Seth these are my best friends Raven," she gestured to the girl that smelled like wolf, "and Victoria."

"Hey, I'm Raven." Raven stuck her hand out. I shook it, trying to be nice. Or at least that's what Esme said is so important.

Victoria seemed shy. When I looked in her direction she simply lifted her right hand and waved. I nodded in her direction and followed as the three girls walked on the bus.

"Sit by me," Hannah said sitting in a seat in the middle of the bus. I shrugged and sat next to her seeing as there was no where better to sit. Victoria and Raven sat in front of us.

As the bus pulled away from the high school I watched as the sign disappeared in the distanced. Hell, who knows maybe if I get lucky I won't have to come back to this hell hole. I hope that Alice's realized that her vision was just another dead end and there was no need to even come down here.

"You don't want friends do you?"

I looked up. "Huh?"

Hannah was staring at me. "I said, you don't really want friends do you?" I shook my head. She smiled. "I get it. You've probably had to move to a lot of schools in the past few years but trust me even if you don't want them, they'll find you."

I looked away. "You know were not friends," I muttered.

She giggled. "Yeah right, if you didn't want to be my friend Seth you wouldn't have let me mess with your paints. You would have told me to leave you alone and mind my own business."

I looked back at her with solid eyes. "Hannah, I don't want to be your friend. In fact, I don't want any friends. I'll have to move within the next few weeks so there is no point in having friends. Besides I wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for Es-… mom." Crap, almost said Esme.

Hannah shrugged. "Well to late. I don't care if you don't want to be my friend because if your not my friend than one of the preps will find you and pull you into the popular crowd and I can tell it be harder for you if you got stuck there than here," she explained.

I looked back at her stunned. "What the hell?" Now I was confused.

She sighed and looked at me with a small smiled on her face. She grabbed my hand and said, "Seth, I'm your friend, deal with it. Trust me you won't regret having a few friends."

I looked away. "Never know," I said pulling my hand out of hers.

After staring at me for a second Hannah shook her head and looked away. She pulled out her Mp3 player and started to silently sing along to the songs. I looked back at her and listened carefully to what she was singing.

"The stars lean down to kiss you and I lay awake and miss you. Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere. Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly but I'll miss your arms around me. I send a postcard to you dear cause I wish you were here."

"Vanilla Twilight, Owl City," she said turning to me. "Know them?"

I nodded. "They're pretty cool," I shrugged. That was an understand meant. Owl City's lyrics made no sense unless you could understand the meaning behind them and I understand them easily, which meant I liked the songs.

"Ha! Please, that's and understand meant!" She said. Hannah turned her whole body to face me. "Owl City is an awesome band and I don't care if the lyrics don't make any sense because you have to get the meaning behind them to know what they really mean!"

I stared at her. "Your correct," I whispered. "You know you're the first person to ever say that. Not even my family will agree with me, or listen."

Hannah smiled. "Well, I love music so I understand things about it much easier than other people," she said.

The rest of the ride Hannah and I just talked about music and other things we liked. Starting with Owl City somehow we got to favorite desserts.

"I like vanilla berry frozen yogurt," Hannah said. "It's good for you and delicious."

"Please, the best dessert in the world is chocolate cake with chocolate icing covered with chocolate syrup," I said.

Hannah smiled. "Chocolate was truly a gift from God. But one day I'll try your fave dessert if you try mine, deal?"

I shook her hand. "Deal," I said. "Once you taste the mouthwatering powers of chocolate you can forget about ever eating healthy again."

"Wait until you taste the delicious ice cream that's good for you, you'll just die," she smirked.

I smiled. "I can't believe I'm about to say this but your right, friends are good," I said.

Hannah smirked. "Good to hear now up this is my stop," she said standing.

I frowned and looked out the window. Isn't that the pool I passed this morning? "Where are we?" I asked confused.

"Holiday Village," Hannah said. "Did you miss your stop?"

"Seth, you get off at the Holiday Village sign. And don't fall asleep on the bus it's sunny here and we won't be able to come and get you," Esme said at breakfast.

"Nope, this is my stop too," I said following her off the bus.

Hannah smiled. "Sweetness," she said. "If you want you could come to my house. My dad just brought me a new gallon of frozen yogurt," she said.

I was about to say that I'd like to since I'd be able to go ahead and win our deal when I heard a horn honk. I looked back and saw Edward's silver Volvo, inside sat Bella, Jake, and Alice. Bella drown the Volvo right up behind me.

I sighed. "I got to go Hannah," I told her with regret. If they had been here a few minutes later than I could have been at Hannah's house already cleaning out her fridge.

Hannah smiled. "No problem, another day I can kick you butt," she said and waved at the car before turning down the road and walking off.

The moment I sat down in the car I was attacked with questions. I didn't catch them all but I knew they had to do with school.

"Fine," I said hoping I answered they're questions.

"Good," Bella said. Good, I said the right think for once.

The truth was all I was thinking about was how I had gotten the one thing I didn't want. The one thing I had lost all hope in. I had got a friend and she knew me a little too well.

So, what's you comments? Any thoughts on the characters I did describe? Any ideas where this is going? I'm open to suggestions but won't promise to use them.

Thanks for reading guys. Again this story plot is something I hadn't seen on fanfiction before so I thought "Hey, what the hell?" Please review.

~Bella ;)