Okay guys, I hope you like this, review if you like it! This is only the first chapter, so it's pretty much just an intro, I've never tried a Twilight fanfic, and I'm just going to say what to expect: Embry will imprint on Rose soon, meanwhile, vampires are around, there will most likely be things like torture, and unwanted sexual contact. Anyway, let me know what you think!:) Enjoy!

Chapter 1

I was a normal, fourteen year old teenager, with a perfectly normal family. Or so I thought. My name was Rosella Black, I had a brother called Jacob, and my dad was called Billy, but he was just 'dad' to me. My mother died when I was about two, I never remembered her much. Jacob was a tad older than me, at five he can remember a bit about her. I also had two older twin sisters, Rachel and Rebecca. Rebecca, I had distant memories of, but if she was ever to show up, I'd hate her. She was never in contact with us, never once visited, or rang, or emailed, or ever sent a post card. Rachel on the other hand, I'd gone a while without her, before she came back, and fell in love with Paul Lahote, one of Jacob's friends(I mean, EW.)

"Rose!" I heard my brother's yell, he was already getting impatient, these days he was my ride to school.

"One sec!" I yelled back. Okay. What to wear. Oh heck. I'll just put on some jeans and a shirt, it didn't look cold out. Patting on a quick bit of makeup I opened my door just as I heard Jacob's yell again.

"ROSE HURRY UP!"

I giggled as I made my way down the hall and slipped on my vans, I grabbed a apple and my bag then slipped out the door to Jacob's truck.

"Girls. You take freakin' ages," He muttered, pulling away and driving up the track.

"Dude. I got ready in fifteen minutes to have a shower and do my hair, and like, what, five minutes to get changed and put makeup on?" I shot back at him.

"Get up earlier?" He suggested in a dry tone.

"Um excuse me. I get up at half eight as it is!" I exclaimed. Really it wasn't actually that early, but for a normal person, I guess they'd get up an hour earlier than me.

"Rose, I used to have to get up at like, what seven?"

"Yeah, but you take ages to get ready, like, longer than the average girl," I snickered at him.

"Oh you did not just go there."

"I think I did."

"You better be on guard."

"Why?"

"Because me and the boys will get you later!"

"Oh god," I tried frowning, instead it turned out to be a slight smirk, his group of friends were all like big brothers to me.

Since Jacob still went to school, that was the only reason why he drove me to school, once we were there, I ditched him. I mean, who wants to be caught hanging about with her brother?

I spotted my best friend, Chloe, waiting for me with a couple of other people I sort of recognized.

"Your brother is so damn hot, you know that right?" One of them said. My reply was automatic.

"Aha, no. I'm not setting you up with him."

I gestured with my head for Chloe to walk with me without them.

"You hate them don't you?"

"Why do you insist on me getting more friends?" I mean, the only friends I actually have is her and my other best friend Joey, who's gay. I mean, come on, you have to have a gay best friend. To be honest, I only hung around with them and Jake's friends. Depressing huh?

Well, growing up without a mum, and no sister's until you're about ten, you aren't going to be the most girly-girly on the planet, I grew up around boys. Sarcastic comments, and hardly hurt by rude comments. I was brought up the tough way, play fighting with these massive boys about twice my size. I guess you could say not much people would pick on me.

"Hmpf." She huffed and we continued to walk to our first lesson, more like a social lesson for half an hour, it was our tutor time, normally we just had the register and talked for the rest of it unless we had assembly.

The day went as it's usual, two crappy lessons then break, which happened to be Maths and D.T. After that we had another two lessons, which were English and Science. Then lunch. Which meant me, sat with Chloe and Joey, just being idiots. Then our last lesson, well my last lesson was P.E. Joey and Chloe both had German.

It was quite interesting actually. My P.E. lesson was timed at the same time as Paul and Jared's P.E. lesson, and since there wasn't much people in either of our groups, the teachers decided, "Oh hell, we may as well put them together." Great. Just great.

Actually, the lesson went alright. We did jumping, not long jumping, literally, hurdles. And I was amazing at things like that I had to admit. I'd always been a good jumper. And nearing the end, the teachers held a little competition, "Who can jump the highest."

The highest I'd bother going was about 3 foot 9, I couldn't be bothered after that. So this'll be interesting. I managed about an inch off of four foot, while the boys were clearing four foot. Show offs.

So I met Jake at the end of the day, and he drove back home.

"How was your day?" He asked causally.

"Well. My P.E. group was put with Jared and Paul's," He laughed at this, "And apparently they don't know when to shut up."

"Nope, apparently not."

"What about you?" I asked back naturally.

"Not much really. School's getting quite boring now, all it is, is either exams, or doping around the classroom doing nothing."

"Oh right."

"You know there's a bomb fire later right?"

"Nope. I do now though," I laughed.

"Watch your back," His eyes sparkled and I muttered 'crap' under my breath.

At the bomb fire the usual people were there, first the boys, which included Jake, Paul, Seth, Leah, Sam, Quil, Embry, Jared, Brady and Collin. Then it was the girls, Rachel, Emily, Kim. Then the elders and other people, like Claire, she's about three, then there's Sue Clearwater and my dad and the others.

Turns out Jake wasn't kidding when he said he was going to get me. They literally bombarded me. I stepped outdoors, and one of them, leapt on my back and threw me down the steps and on the floor. Then came the pile up. At the same time as me laughing, I was also choking for air. They all knew this, but as cocky as they were they laughed at me. The bastards. They did get off of me before I actually didn't choke or be crushed to death, I mean, they weren't actually small boys.

"Okay. Now it's your turn to watch your backs!" I glared at them with a hint of a smile.

"Oh come on Rose, you love having more than five boys on top of you at once!" Brady gave me a wink and I shook my head in a mock disgust.

"She better not have even got as far as holding someone's hand yet!" Jake exclaimed, which sent me laughing, as well as the boys.

Suddenly I felt a little thud was in the side of my leg, I glanced down and saw little Claire.

"Oh hi there Claire!" I said, reaching down to pick her up and balance her slightly on my hip, "You want to help me think of a way to get these boys back for being meanies?"

"Yes! Quil said he'd take me to the beach and he hasn't! He need to pay!" I giggled and whispered an idea in her ear.

"YES! That's purrfect!"

"Well come on then!" I said to her, setting her on the floor, we went round back to the shed, and found the water guns.

Well this was about to be ten time more fun. I got those two pistol type ones, where you could have two at one and only have to put the trigger to squirt water. Me on the other hand, I got one of the big ones, where you could adjust everything about it. We filled them up, I showed Claire how to use them quickly, then, we planned our attack. It went like this, we were creeping up the side of the house, acting like we were in a battle field, going to war. When we were at the corner of the house, we counted in whispers, "3. 2. 1." And shouted, "ATTACK!" Oh and we attacked alright.

The first person I saw was Jake, and I let the water gun loose at him, laughing as he got soaking wet, before turning to the next person I saw. Apparently, Claire only wanted to chase Quil. So I saw was a small kid running after a boy who looked almost fully grown with water pistols. Oh my lord. While I was in the middle of spraying Embry with it, someone rugby tackled me to the ground and pinned me there, and I eventually gave up squirming and said,

"OKAY OKAY. I SURRENDER."

"Hrm. You just squirted us with water. How about," He paused and ripped the water gun out on my hands. I could hear the boys laughing at Jake, they knew exactly what he was going to do. So did I.

"Don't you dare."

"You started it."

I huffed. He unscrewed the bit that held the water, and dumped it on my head.

"I. Am. Going. To. Kill. You. Jacob. Black." I said each word with a pause. He seemed to sense this, and got off me and started running.

"OH YOU BETTER RUN MISTER." After all, I was a decently fast runner. Now, opposed to a young child squirting a almost-fully grown man with a water pistol, it was like war. When siblings play fight. It is literally like war.

And that was how the night started. It ended by people telling tribe legends and spooky stories while roasting marshmallows around the bomb fire. Life was going great. But I felt as if something important was about to happen. And it felt like it was going to change my life forever.