Disclaimer: I don't own anything Twilight related!

This is my first Twilight fan fic even though I love to read them. And yes I thought of the title while listening to Violet Hill by Coldplay.

Milly and Claire had been roommates for three years, and for the past two years they had been best friends. The first year had been hard for Claire; she was always depressed, so Milly had kept her distance. But once the two of them had opened up to each other they'd been friends ever since.

"Milly, you have to come and stay with me this summer." Claire begged as the two of them started to box their things up.

Milly looked up from her box of books and tucked a strand of dark brown hair behind her ear before she replied: "What is there to do in La Push?"

Claire smiled, "About as much as there is to do back in Michigan."

"I knew I should have gone to Michigan State instead of Washington State."

"Hey! You would have never met me."

"You know if I come you have to promise to come home with me sometime."

Claire smiled, knowing she had persuaded her friend.

"I'll just have to tell my parents and cancel my plane ticket. But what about all of my junk?"

"We'll put it in the garage with my stuff."

"So does this mean I get to meet Quil?"

Claire blushed and nodded. Although Milly would miss her parents, she was looking forward to finally meeting the people Claire talked about constantly. From what Claire had said, they were like one big family. But did that mean they wouldn't accept her?

Claire's Dad had picked up the two of them in his huge truck, and after a few hours they pulled into the driveway of a blue two story house. Claire's Mom came out onto the porch as they pulled in followed by a very tall and muscular man.

"Claire, is that Quil?" Milly asked with wide eyes.

Claire smiled, "Yes."

"Claire, he's huge."

"I know, but he's really just a big puppy." Claire said with a secretive smile. Once they were out of the truck, Quil ran over and enveloped Claire in his arms.

"Nice to see you again, Milly, I'm glad you came to stay with us." Mrs. Turner smiled.

"Thank you, I'm glad to be here too."

After a few minutes, Quil and Claire separated and Claire led him over to Milly. She couldn't believe how big he was and muscular. He flashed Milly a wide smile; his white teeth a stark contrast against his dark skin.

"Quil this is Milly, and Milly this is Quil."

"So you're the one that keeps her in line." He smirked.

"Yeah; she's such a party animal." Milly agreed sarcastically.

He laughed and slid his arm around Claire's waist, pulling her closer.

"There's a bonfire party tonight, are you two going to come?"

"Of course; you go ahead and go and we'll change and be there in a few."

After he was gone, the girls took their suitcases up to Claire's room where an extra bed had been placed. Milly put her suitcase on top of it and opened it up.

"What should I wear?" Milly asked, unsure of what exactly the bonfire included. Claire held up her purple halter top and mini skirt.

"You should wear that green shirt of yours; the one with the straps and that ties in the back. Oh, and the dark pair of shorts you have."

Milly nodded and the two dressed with occasional giggles over Quil's expected reaction. They finally left the house, and drove to first beach in Claire's old beater from high school. Milly couldn't help but feel nervous as Claire put the car into park and the two of them got out. Milly's phone vibrated then; it was a text message.

Where R U?

"Who sent it?" Claire asked.

"Kyle; he's still upset that I didn't come home especially since we haven't seen each other since Spring Break."

Kyle was Milly's long time boyfriend from back home; he went to MSU and was still upset Milly hadn't followed him.

"He wants to know where I am."

"Washington." Claire rolled her eyes; Kyle's tendencies usually pissed her off.

With Claire at a bonfire.

"Turn it off before he ruins the evening for you."

Milly didn't listen to Claire and the two of them headed towards the large fire where a big group of people were gathered. Milly couldn't help but stare; there were more Quil sized guys. They said farm boys were from good stock, but these guys had to be from excellent stock.

"What do you feed these guys?"

"Lots of food."

"Claire!"

All attention turned their way as they approached. Quil was there talking to another guy when they both stopped to look up at the two girls. Quil's eyes immediately stared at Claire and nothing else, and they guy he was talking to couldn't seem to take his eyes off of Milly. She blushed under his gaze and looked everywhere but at him.

"Shit, look at Embry! It's happened!"

"Shut up Paul!" Quil yelled, as he let go of Claire and walked over to Embry, who was still staring at Milly. Quil pulled him away, and they started to walk down the beach. Claire walked over to Milly and looped her arm through hers.

"What was that about?" Milly asked.

"Don't worry about it right now; let's get some food."

Milly's phone vibrated and Claire rolled her eyes before she shrugged and went to get some food, leaving Milly alone in the semi darkness.

Bonfire

Yes

Doing what?

Eating

With a sigh, Milly shoved her phone in her pocket and went to grab some food. After Claire had introduced her to everyone, Milly took a seat on a log next to Kim, who she found out was Jared's wife.

"So Claire told us you're from the Midwest."

"Yeah, I'm from Michigan."

"Why'd you come all the way out here then?"

"Free ride."

Kim smiled, "Well that explains it."

Milly smiled and looked across the fire and saw Embry staring at her as if the world began and ended with her. Milly squirmed uncomfortably under his intense gaze. Kim noticed and shot a look of warning across the fire at Embry.

"Why does he keep looking at me like that?" Milly finally asked.

Kim sighed and desperately waved Sam over. He noticed Embry's gaze as he walked over and stared down at Milly.

"Milly, let's take a walk." Sam said, offering her a hand up. Milly took it and followed Sam off into the darkness.

"Claire tells me that you're a very smart girl." He began, "She also told me you believe in ghosts."

"Yeah…what are you trying to get at?"

Sam sighed, "I'm saying that you believe in something that is not completely obvious and not everyone believes in."

Milly's eyebrows scrunched together in confusion, but when Sam started to tell her everything they shot up. But he wasn't finished; it wasn't enough that they were werewolves that guarded against vampires, but they imprinted too.

"So Claire is Quil's imprint?"

"Yes, but he was her friend for a long time. Mostly we can be anything our imprint needs us to be."

"And you're telling me this because Embry imprinted on me?"

Sam nodded and led her back to the fire. Everyone watched her as they approached; they knew Sam had told her everything and this was the moment of truth. Milly ignored the looks, the vibrating of her phone, and sat down next to Embry with a smile.

"Hi, I'm Milly Macgregor." She said as she held out her hand to him.

His smile was blinding as his hand enveloped hers. The heat was surprising, but strangely comforting.

"I'm Embry Call."