Chapter One - Relatives that are somehow related to you?

Please read my story and review as if you like romance and twilight then I think you might enjoy this story.

Disclaimer: All twilight characters are owned by Stephanie Meyers (all hair Steph Meyers.)

VPOV

"So how exactly am I related to them again?"

"Seth is my aunt's, daughter's son" she looks at the blank expression on my face "it isn't imperative you understand just be polite will you." I sigh deeply,

"I don't really see why we have to move thousands of miles anyway they'll still find me; its like where's Wally except I've already been ringed in bright red so everyone can see." I try to laugh at my own pathetic joke but the most I can muster is a slight giggle, my mum looks at my face and pats my hand sympathetically. For a minute we both sit in silence as the old clock hung on the wall ticks by rhythmically that is until my brat of a sister comes running into the kitchen.

"Look mummy look" she twirls in her skirt; frilly white knickers showing "my new uniform is much better than my old one" one of her pure white socks rolls down her ankle whilst the other stays upright regimentally.

"I am so glad La Push doesn't have a uniform" I mumble as I roll my eyes. My improvised 'uniform' of the day is a pair of inky blue jeans; a t-shirt saying 'join the dark side we have cookies!' and my good old fashioned converse trainers, after all they're vintage (well I have ad them three years now.)
"I suppose I'd better go put some slap on" I mutter as I stride into my room just as I'm about to close my bedroom door I can hear my mum complaining on the phone,

"I don't know why she wears so much makeup, it's every since the incident. Yeah; it's not even as though the scar is even on her face, yeah it's on her shoulder…" I couldn't listen to anymore of the conversation so I closed my bedroom door on the world. I pondered on what my mum had said as I reached into my drawn to retrieve my makeup bag. It had expanded in size so that the zip wouldn't shut.
I applied foundation and blended it into my jaw line, I wasn't going to be like those orange Barbie dolls at my old school whom had foundation lines all around their Satsuma like face. Next concealer and powder to cover up some small spots that had unfortunately decided to erupt on my forehead, must says it's the stress that's gotten to me. Kohl to show off my sea blue eyes and a coat of mascara, voila done! I brushed my unruly curls and looked at the straighteners longingly however school started in fifteen minutes and that certainly wasn't enough time.
I grabbed my 'vintage' school bag or rather the bag I found in my gran's attic from the 1950's, my mobile and I was off. New start, new school and maybe some new hottie's to occupy myself!

PPOV

"So who are me and Embry meant to be looking out for?"

"Some new girl from California apparently" Embry sighed as he checked his watch. "We need to be in class in precisely" he consults his watch "two minutes or we are dead." I nod in agreeance I know what Mr. Brook Is like in the morning and stragglers are always punished.

"I know it's just that she's my…I mean my mum's…oh I don't know how she's related to me but mum say to be nice to her as she's been through a lot recently."

"Like what?" I Questioned irritably this girl was going to get me a detention at this rate.

"Don't know, mum won't tell me but she was using her serious voice"

"What's that sound like then?" Seth looked thoughtful for a moment whilst me and Embry chortled to ourselves.

"Look here she comes" I couldn't see who he was looking at for the vast amount of people in the yard.

"How do you know what she looks like if you don't even know how she's related to you?" I teased him and again he looked thoughtful but he caught on and punched my arm playfully,

"Picture."

"Plausible" I agreed and that's when I saw her. Seth strode up to her and introduced himself whilst I stared in awe, gob wide open in that moment I must have swallowed over ten bugs. But I wasn't the only person to have noticed her, the whole playground stood still like time had frozen.
The girls looked wistful, jealous and the boys looked…well many of them looked like weird perverts but they all stared at her in greed. Each and every person in the yard at that time either wanted to be her, or to have her.
I however was very different, I didn't want her and I didn't want to be her, I needed her to make my life complete, I suppose that's what it's meant to be like when you imprint. I had officially imprinted, on a girl who was somehow related to Seth, well at least I had one conversation starter then.

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