Leah's Imprint
This is my first fan fiction please give me the benefit of the doubt. Thank you and enjoy reading.
Chapter 1
" All I'm saying is, the only thing we need is people moving onto our land who don't belong here!" Billy said
We had just found out that some photographer was moving onto the reservation and were having a council meeting. The elders weren't happy with Inviting an 'outsider' onto the rez….. Yet they give the Cullens free reign just because Jacob imprinted on their hybrid baby…. Ugh…. Imprinting….
"LEAH!" I jumped when I heard my brother Seth's voice shout my name.
"WHAT!" I yelled back glaring at him.
"Hey! Hey! Calm down Leah." Sam said from across the fire. The nerve…..
"Bite me Sam." I hissed.
"Leah…." Ok. I'd be nice. Didn't mean I had to be happy about it…..
"Ok. What were you gonna ask me Seth?"
Seth cleared his throat before he spoke. " What do you think of Mr. Clarkson moving here?"
Mr. Clarkson must be the photographer guy. " I think it's fine. As long as he doesn't snoop, it might actually help us with the tourist slump we've had the last four years because of the 'wolf attacks'" I made air quotations when I said ' wolf attacks' " if he publishes his pictures." Then just for kicks I looked straight at Jacob who was sitting next to Seth and said " As long as no one kills him" Then I smirked.
He growled at me and started shaking a little.
I turned my head away and smiled. I knew that would piss him off.
" So we'll do a vote? All in favor of allowing an outsider here raise their hands." Billy spoke to all of us. Almost everyone raised their hands, including me. " All opposed?" Four hands went up. Billy, Jared, Paul and Sam…. Figures. Billy sighed " Well it looks like he'll be moving in after all. Council is dismissed." Jacob got up and started pushing a grumbling Billy back to his car.
Everyone started to disperse so I got up and walked into the woods. I didn't phase, just walked and thought. So there would be someone new on the rez. Why did my stomach flip when I thought that? Eh… I must be hungry. I started making my way home where I knew there was a leftover lasagna with my name on it.
What's the worst that could happen?
I wish my stomach would stop doing that….
Disclaimer- I do not own Twilight! Twilight Belongs To Stephanie Meyer!
