Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, sadly. Stephenie Meyer does.

Claire:

Thump. My goose bumps disappeared as I felt a warmer than normal body jump on top of me.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Quil said excitedly.

I slowly rolled over to see him lying across my bed, taking up most of it. Not that I minded of course. I had known him practically my whole life. He had been there for me through everything; my friend moving, my first boyfriend which lead to my first break up, and everything in between.

My break up with my first and only boyfriend Justin was horrible. I found out that he had cheated on me with the head cheerleader. When I confronted him, he wasn't even remorseful. He was proud! He had just thrown our 6 month relationship out the window. And it killed me. I was able to get over it quickly though, thanks to Quil. He would just tell me that Justin wasn't good enough for me.

It was that breakup that mad me realize that I didn't and never had loved Justin.

I loved Quil.

He was my rock; my best friend. I was hoping that now that I was 17, he could be more than my best friend. I wanted him to be my boyfriend.

"Hey Quil" I said sleepily as I rolled over to face him.

I was meet with a blinding smile, so contagious that I had to smile back.

"How was patrole?" I asked "Catch any vamps?" Quil had told me about the tribe secret a year ago to the day. It took a long time to get used to the idea but after a while, it seamed normal. Quil would go out at night, and sometimes during the day, as a giant wolf, with other giant wolves who could read each other's minds and running after vampires. Yes. Vampires. Cold, beautiful, deadly vampires.

Yes, you head right. That was what's normal to me.

The only part about it that bothered me was the fact that Quil could be hurt, even killed. Every time he went out to patrole, I would be worried sick.

I couldn't imagine what it had been like for the other girls, Aunty Em, Kim, and Rachel, when the guys had to fight the army of newborn vampires and then stand with the Cullens against the crazy vampire police people, what were they called? The venture, no. Oh ya, the Volturi. It must have been so hard for them to sit at home while their boyfriends when off, not knowing what was going on with them. The wolves all loved their girlfriends so much, and were super protective of them. I had never seen love like that until I started actually noticing what was going on around me. I don't know why all the guys and their girlfriends fell so hard, but it was cute.

"Patrole was boring. Nothing remotely interesting happened. And I was too excited about your birthday to think of anything else. They guys were ready to kill me." Quil chuckled.

Quil jumped off the bed and pulled me up with him. I groaned in protest. As soon as my feet hit the cold floor, I missed my warm, cozy bed.

I quickly grabbed all of my shoulder length hair and pulled it into a high ponytail. Than I shoved Quil out the door so I could get changed.

I could hear Quil talking outside my door, but I was too tired to pay attention, let alone care.

I quickly threw on my favorite pair of dark skinny jeans, a white fitted t-shirt, and a long pink and maroon striped cardigan. I grabbed the first 2 socks that I saw, which happened to be a black and white zebra striped one and a purple and pink plaid one. I know, I am such a rebel!

When I opened my bedroom door, Quil fell in.

"That's what you get for leaning against my door; you'd think you would have learned by now." I said with a smile.

He chuckled before jumping up and throwing me over his shoulder. He was holding my legs, which meant that my face was looking straight at his butt. Again, totally not complaining.

"You better not fart" I warned him with a smile.

"You know, I never though of that. Thanks for the idea!" He responded with a smile.

I groaned.

We walked down the hallway to the stairs, then down the stairs into the kitchen. I could smell my moms delicious chocolate chip pancakes and sizzling bacon. I heard Quil's stomach grumble and giggled.

"hope you made a lot mom, because Quil here looks like he's about to devour everything!" I exclaimed as Quil flipped me over and gently placed me on my feet. Just in time too, my head was starting to feel like it would explode!

Quil sat down at the table with a smirk as my family said Happy Birthday to me.

As I ate my moms amazing breakfast, I just knew that this was going to be the best birthday of my 17 years.

I hope you like this! Please review! Its my first story, so I would love to hear what everyone things and if I should continue.

Peace, bittybeats