So, this is chapter one of the new 'Seth's Soulmate'! I re-wrote it and changed some stuff, so now I'm happy with it! I'm sorry it took so long, but I just didn't get around to do anything, I'm so sorry! Anyway, here it FINALLY is!

This is dedicated to my dear Team Edcob 4 Life, because I promised her to rewrite the whole thing! I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twlight and it's characters. :( The only thing I own here is Jamie!

Not having imprinted yet sucked. It's not like I was really wanting it, I just wanted company. Because that's something I didn't get that much these days. Most of the boys had imprinted and now they mostly spent time with their girlfriends, or in Sam's case fiancé. There was no room for old, boring Seth anymore, no room to hang out with your once best friend. Sure, I talked to everyone regularly, mostly during patrol or school, but even then their minds were occupied. It was as if no one really listened to me anymore. I was alone and I hated it.

So it was only natural for the new, depressed me to walk through school with slumped shoulders, wearing an almost permanent frown. First everyone had asked if I was alright. Sure, I'd said, shrugging it off, even though I'd been and still was everything but that. After a few months people had stopped asking and caring, though. Even the pack hardly asked anymore. I knew they still cared. I could tell that much, but they'd asked so many times and I'd never given them proper answers. So they simply didn't ask anymore.

I sighed as I tried to open my locker. Great, it stuck again. With one hard hit it was open--- and had a huge dent in it. Oops. Looking around to make sure no one was watching it I pushed the dent out from the inside. It wasn't normal for humans to be able to do that. With a grunt I grabbed my books and continued walking to my first class.

I raised my head and looked at the other students. Jealousy swept through me as I looked at their happy faces. How could they be so happy? It was cruel, really. I knew a lot of things about some of these guys and believe me... They weren't that good. But I had always been a good kid. I'd always been kind to everyone, even to vampires who were supposed to be our enemies. I didn't deserve this. Maybe I should try to find new friends, or start to hang out with the ones I'd had before joining the pack. Man, I hadn't talked to Jeremy for a long, long time now. If I remembered right, it had been two years. We'd been best friends before I transformed for the first time, but after that Sam had told me to stop contacting him because apparently it was too dangerous for him. I'd understood, of course, because being a short-tempered wolf hadn't been easy and Jer and I had tended to bite each other's heads off pretty often. I never wanted to hurt him, so I had decided to stay away from my best friend. But even after a few months, when I had gotten a better control of phasing I'd never attempted to talk to him again. I mean, I'd had Jake and the rest of the guys then, there had been no need for another friend. But now I realized how wrong and stupid that had been.

I was going to talk to him today, I decided.

Walking into the classroom I slumped down onto my seat and doodled on my notepad. Then inspiration hit me and I pulled out my sketchbook and started to draw. I didn't think about what I was drawing, neither did I notice, I just let my mind go out and lead my hands. My hands practically flew over the page as I sketched. After a while I was done and looked at the picture. It was a wolf - me, to be exact - on a beautiful cliff. His head was bowed as he just stood there. It was kind of depressing to look at, but I still liked it.

"Good morning boys and girls," Bella exclaimed happily as she literally danced into the classroom. Oh yeah, she was teaching English at La Push High now. A few months after Renesmee's birth she'd decided to take online classes for teaching. After a few months she was done and had a A+ diploma in her pocket. And a price for finishing the classes the fastest or something like that. It was cool, really, to have your stepsister teaching you, especially when you were good at the subject. Plus Bella was a really, really good teacher. The whole school loved her. Some of the guys even had crushes on her, which was kind of... disgusting. I mean, she was my friggin' stepsister and I had to listen to guys telling their friends how 'sexy' she was! Too bad they didn't know what she really was. A vampire. Ha, they would run away, screaming.

"So, guys. We have a new student," Bella announced, always a smile in her voice. "Her name is Jamie Grey and she just moved here. Please be nice to her. Oh, and Seth?" I looked up questioningly. "Would you please show her around school?"

"Sure thing, Bells." I nodded. Then I noticed the girl - Jamie - beside her. She was completely soaked, which was understandable because it was raining buckets outside. Even though her head was held high she still looked a little intimidated. I had to admit she hid her nervousness pretty well. No shaking and sweating. Only her rapid heartbeat gave her away, but only Bella and I could hear that. I wondered if I would be nervous, too if I was new in class. Nah, probably not. You don't get nervous when you faced vampires in a bloody battle before.

I noticed her shirt then and grinned to myself. Fall Out Boy- that girl had a good taste in music. Looking up at her face I noticed her cheeks where really red. She was blushing, how cute. And then, when her gaze met mine, time stopped. It was as if Jamie and I were alone, as if no one else was there. No class mates, no Bella. No one. Except the both of us. I could practically feel my heart swell and the strings of gravity that had tied me to earth loosen themselves to reconnect with her body. The pull towards Jamie was incredible. Struggling not to just give in to it, I clenched every muscle in my body, because I wanted to get up and hold her so badly it almost hurt. Even though my mind was pretty jumbled I knew I couldn't, it would scare her away and that was the least thing I wanted. Every sound was muted, it was as if my ears were stuffed with cotton or something. The only thing I could hear was her frantic heartbeat increase even more and her hitched breathing. And the only thing I could see was her gorgeous face with those mesmerizing wide, green eyes. All I could do was stare at her, my mouth slightly open in amazement.

"Jamie?" Bella's voice yanked me out of the stupor, but I still didn't look away. Jamie did, though. My heart wrenched as she tore her gaze away from mine to look at our teacher.

"Yes, Mrs. Cullen?", she asked politely , sounding a little breathless. Her voice was simply beautiful.

Bella stared at her for a second, then at me, understanding lightening up her face. "Oh, please call me Bella. I feel so old when you call me Mrs. You can sit down now. Here, next to Seth." She smiled brightly at Jamie.

"But I sit-", the guy next to me protested, but got cut off by Bella.

"Jordan, take the seat in the last row, please." I could almost see her smiling at him to shut him up. Needless to say it worked. With a grunt the guy grabbed his stuff and changed his seat. I didn't see any of that, tough. I was still staring at Jamie, who was staring back. Her heart raced in her chest and she seemed to have trouble with breathing, but I thought I knew why. I felt exactly the same.

"You imprinted!" Bella gushed so fast and quietly that nobody else even knew she was talking.

I couldn't help but let an idiotic grin spread over my whole face as I briefly looked at her. It finally happened! "Yeah," I whispered back, the grin expanding even more. I turned around to face Jamie. I felt the smile slip away and get replaced by a look of awe as I gazed at her. She was so beautiful. Jamie must've noticed me staring at her, because suddenly she turned around to look at me. First she was, just staring, much like I was, but then she gave me a hesitant smile, showing her straight, white and perfect teeth. My breathing hitched.

"Hey," I breathed, the look of awe still on my face.

"Hey," she replied softly, brushing away a strand of jet black hair that hung into her face. "I'm Seth." My voice was getting stronger now, but it still had this amazed tone. I didn't think it would go away any time soon.

"I know." Her response sent shivers down my spine and made my belly tingle. She knew who I was! A tiny voice in my head reminded me that Bella had just told her my name, but I ignored it, continuing to stare at Jamie.

I don't know how long we just stared at each other, but after a while she let her gaze drop to my desk. Her eyes went wide as she sight of…Err, whatever she was looking at. I didn't look at it, tough, but kept eyes locked on her gorgeous face. I never wanted to look away, scared that she would just vanish if I did.

"This is beautiful." Her voice was just a quiet murmur and soft as a feather. It literally took my breath away.

I blinked, trying to focus, because she looked so interested. "I know." My words weren't meant for the drawing on my desk – I had barely glanced at it –, but for her. Jamie looked up and blushed as she notices me staring at her again.

"You're very talented," she said quietly, her eyes drifting to my drawing again. Brushing her fingers over the wolf's body she continued to whisper. "Why is it so sad and alone? Aren't wolves supposed to be in a pack?"

A brief flash of pain crossed my face as I remembered my former situation, but she gladly didn't see it. "I've been having a hard time lately and I kinda tend to let my mood flow into my drawings." My response was automatic, even though I'd never wanted to talk about it before. But it was her asking me, I had to answer. And I wanted to.

She narrowed her eyes a little bit and pulled her hand back, resting it on her desk. The urge to reach out and take it was so strong that I had to grip my desk to smother it, but yet I couldn't help but brush away the strand of hair that hung into her face again. Needless to say I blushed like an idiot.

Jamie's face reddened, too, but she still smiled at me and whispered a 'thanks'.

For the rest of the class neither of us spoke, trying to focus on what Bella wanted to teach us. For me it didn't work - I was too distracted by Jamie's presence, I had to keep staring at her. I simply had to. From time to time she looked at me, too, and every time she did, she blushed and looked away again.

"I want you to write an essay on any topic you like. It can be about your favorite book, your dog or you can just make something up; I don't care. Just be creative!", Bella said, dismissing us five minutes earlier.

My gaze still fixed on Jamie, I packed my stuff and waited for her to get up. When she started to walk she tripped over something and dropped her books, but before they hit the ground I caught them and handed them to her with a smile.

She looked at me with wide eyes and asked, "how did you do that?"

"What, no thanks?", I gasped dramatically, pretending to be offended.

Jamie rolled her eyes at my antics. "Thanks," she grinned, letting the subject drop.

I smiled back and reached for her bag. "Let me carry them for you."

First it seemed as if she wanted to decline, but when she saw the look in my eyes she just shook her head and continued walking.

"So," I began, but then stopped. Jamie had just looked up at me with her gorgeous eyes, that stunned me into silence. I completely forgot what I had wanted to say.

"So?", she repeated, seeming pretty dazed, too.

I swallowed before answering with a shaky voice, "what's your next class?"

Her eyebrows scrunched together in the cutest way as she tried to remember. Then she sighed. "I honestly have no idea. I mean, I would look, but since you have my bag..."

"Oh," I said dumbly, handing her bag to her. She took it with a smile and rummaged through it until she found an already worn-out piece of paper.

"Ugh," she groaned as she read, making a face. "Math's my next subject."

I groaned, too, and felt my face fall. "Mine's gym. Hey, can I look at your schedule? You know, so I can compare it to mine."

When she nodded, I took it and grinned. We had every subject - except Math and gym - together! She seemed to be happy about it, too, when I told her.

"I'll see you later?", she asked sadly, her gorgeous face pulled into a frown.

I nodded and gave her a quick hug before heading to my next class. Looking back over my shoulder I noticed that she was still standing in the middle of the hallway, her eyes wide and her cheeks red. With a satisfied smile I walked around the corner, her face all over my mind.

Jess (me): Please review? *puppy eyes* Shi--- shoot, doesn't work. Seth? SETH!

Seth: Yeah?

Jess: My puppy eyes don't work. You have to use yours to make them review!

Seth: Okaaaaaay?

Jess: No questions, just do it!

Seth: *puppy eyes* Please review?

Jess and aaaaaaaaaaall the readers: Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!

Readers: *review*

Jess: *pats Seth* Nice dog - err, boy.

Seth: Don't call me dog! *evil voice*

Jess: Watch your tongue or I'm gonna make you dye your hear pink.

Seth: You can't do that!

Jess: Wanna bet?

Seth: Nah... *grumbles and leaves*

Jess: I love you, too, Seth!