Summary: "Best friends forever, right?" "Right!" Liar. [Seth/OC] [Imprinting Story]

Disclaimer: So… the other day, I faced the truth. I don't own Twilight. Then, to rub it in Stephenie Meyer's face, I created Kaliyah. It's really too bad that SM didn't care -_-

A/N: NEW STORY! *CHEERS!* Okay, I know. I have to finish The Ugly Duckling (ONE CHAPTER UP!) and Lachrymose (Only the prologue out… god, I suck.), but I really wanted to type this up, because if I didn't, then I would forget and I'd be sad…. so, here it is and I hope you enjoy!

OH! And another author's note. Kaliyah is my second cousin's name, and in case you don't know how to pronounce it, it's like this [KUH-lee-uh]

Liar, Liar, Fur on Fire
.:chapter 1:.

Three years ago, I thought I had a best friend. His name was Seth. He was the best friend a person could have. He would never abandon me for anyone, no matter how much everyone made fun of me. We made fun of the guys who thought they were cool, all the way in high school, all looking like they were on steroids. We would just sit and imagine how many different ways they could get hit by a bus, too. He was the most amazing person I've ever met.

Hah, I'm definitely kidding myself here. I'm just torturing myself. Seth used to be my best friend, he wasn't anymore. After all, he abandoned me when were about fourteen years old. Even though he promised that we would be friends forever… he promised that when we were seven. And I was a fool for believing him.

He left me, abandoned me. He left me for the other La Push kids who were on steroids. It's just like he disappeared of the face of the planet, almost for a whole month. I didn't hear a word from him for a long time. Every time I tried to contact him, his sister Leah would answer the phone and tell me off, that it was family business. Occasionally, Sue Clearwater would answer the phone and tell me some excuse about getting a disease. The disease changed every time.

And then I left, too. After lots of crying and thinking that it was my fault, my mom got divorced with my dad. She took my fourteen and a half self all the way to stupid Utah, where the weather was completely unpredictable. I stayed there for months, not forgetting about my best friend. I sort of lived in a cave for the first few weeks. My mom went crazy because I wouldn't talk to her. My dad called, but I never really talked to him. He consistently told me about Seth, not that I wanted to hear it.

Eventually, my mom shipped me off to my dad's, back in La Push. I wasn't eager to go back to La Push, but I did want to see Seth again. I thought that just maybe, Seth and I would become best friends again. I hoped that we could have sleepovers where we threw popcorn all over. I wished that we could have food fights with scrambled eggs again, mostly just to piss off my parents.

I never got that. Seth didn't talk to me the whole time, no matter how hard I tried to visit him. The one time I managed to get to his house… it was weird. I recall that day.

I arrived at his house, hoping to see him and his sister. Instead, I was greeted by the other La Push kids, some that I knew. I recognized an older version of Sam, who used to 'babysit' us. His eyes widened when he saw me, then he rushed quickly inside without even greeting me. I was offended, but I didn't think much of it… besides, well, that was rude!

I walked up to the front porch and decided to knock instead of using the key that was hiding in a clump of dog crap in the rose bushes. I pounded the door pretty hard, hoping that someone would hear me and answer the door, rather than completely ignoring me.

To both my happiness and disappointment, Seth Clearwater answered the door.

"What do you want?" he asked, clear boredom in his voice. He seemed tired and was slumping his head downwards, so I couldn't see his face.

"I want to beat the crap out of you." I told him fiercely. Later on, I debated on whether or not I should've gone with a nicer 'Ohmigod! It's so nice to see you again!'

When I had told him that, his head snapped up. I think he recognized my voice… or he was just surprised to think that a fifteen year old girl would challenge a boy who was obviously on steroids.

His eyes were angry at first, but then he saw my face… I think. His eyes immediately softened up. Had he remembered me? I thought at that time.

But he didn't say anything. He just stared at me with wide eyes. I suddenly became self-conscious. What? Is something on my face? I fidgeted under his gaze.

"Yo, Seth!" I heard someone call from the kitchen. His voice was deep and gruff. You could tell that he was stuffing food in his mouth, because it was slightly muffled.

The person who had called arrived at the front door. His hair was short cut and messy. Oh, and he was shirtless.

"Oh… who's this?" he asked, confused. He looked at me and then back at Seth. He took note of his eyes and his stupid expression.

At that time, a few other boys walked up. Again, all shirtless… and incredibly hot. They all repeated the same process as the first.

I heard muffles of "You didn't!" and "Oh, he did!" and a loud call of "Sam!"

Sam arrived quickly, almost too quickly to be humanly possible. He took one look at Seth, and his expression became fearful.

"Oh god, not again…" I heard Sam mutter. He took Seth by the arm, as did the other boys, and practically dragged him away from me.

And I was pissed. I tried following him, but another boy, different from the others, came to stop me.

"Oh, no you don't." he said. Then he dragged me all the way to my dad's house.

I never wanted to physically hurt someone more than I did at that moment. I struggled, of course, all the way to my house, but I found it completely useless. When he dumped me in my room, I didn't even try going back. The guys on steroids would just drag me back. I knew that for sure.

During that summer, I saw Seth a few times. He looked like he was in love every time he saw me, but one of the steroid dudes would always drag him away.

And then I went back to my mom's. I was glad. I couldn't be happier. I tried my best to ignore the incidents with Seth and the others. I tried my best to make friends.

And I did. I made a new best friend.

Her name was Calsella.

I asked her the same question that I did to Seth.

"Best friends forever, right?" I asked.

"Right!" she replied, just as Seth had.

What liars they are.

A/N: So… that was a crappy way to end the chapter. It was sort of like a prologue though. I'm going to continue it if you guys want me to.

So… please, review!