Hey Everyone…. It has been a long time since I Have made a story…..anyway…I am hoping that this one would be as good as my last and not suck as bad and my first…. Lol Anyway…here goes.

This is about a writer who came to La Push to do a story on Werewolves….Everyone told her that it made no sense but, because there was no such thing. She came to La Push to show everyone that she could be a good writer…But what would happen if she met Jacob…

Chapter One

"Come on Aadi, you know the internet now a days are one of the things that you can't trust!" My friend Tanya Ran in my head, she was being awfully annoying, for the past couple of weeks. She had no trouble with her job, she had no trouble with her fiance, and she had no trouble with her parents.

"Look, I won't argue with you anymore; okay! I've made up my mind," I paused for a second and picked up the glass of coke I left sitting there while I was packing. I was heading of to La push to do this story no matter what.

"What if the people are making up stuff? Come on Aadi werewolves? Don't you think that is a little science fiction-y?" she said throwing her hands in the ear hysterically? She was really trying her best to talk me out of this.

"Look I'm sorry Tanya, but I need to go there; look I may be going insane, but that's my last chance to make my life worth living. You are not the one whose fiancé ran of with another one! You are not the one whose parents disapprove of everything you do." I sighed and then continued "If this thing isn't real, I have nothing to lose, I'm already fired anyways!" I pointed out to her.

Whilst I packed my bag I thought about what happened three weeks ago. Everything was such a mess.

"Aadi, I need you in my office right now!" Mr. Ducklin yelled at me, his grey hair damp with sweat from the heat wave that was passing through the office because of the broken air condition.

He walked out of my cube and he headed back to his office. I quickly gathered myself and walked through the hall of the with my head bowed in shame. Everyone was staring at me whilst I silently walked down.

"Yes sir," I said entering the light brown door to my fate.

"Would you care to explain why my news paper was not the first to give the story on the incident that took place in one of L.A's most famous HOTEL!" he yelled at me. Mr. Ducklin was a pretty strict looking man who was maybe in his early sixties or his late fifties. His big nose scrunched up in disgust as he yelled at me.

I was so stupid, I was the first one to get at the site but yet still the last person to report it. But it wasn't my fault, if only I was careful or maybe a little less idiotic all of this wouldn't happen. All I had to do was get a new battery for the camera three bloody weeks ago, but no, I forgot.

"Sir, I'm sorry…I…I…I forgot to get a new pair of batteries for my camera sir, I know that's a lame excuse bu—"

"…lame excuse?! That's a ridiculous excuse Ms. Newman, in fact all of your excuses for not getting the job done right is ridiculous, I still have no idea why I have you here sitting my office," He looked at me, his grey eyes narrowing on me.

"I'm not going to tolerate anymore of your excuses Ms. Newman."

"I No sir and I promise it won't happen again—"

"You darn right, it won't happen again, you are FIRED!" I was in complete utter shock, I never imagined myself getting fired for no job. My life as a journalist was all I have. My mother and father cut me out of the life ever since I decided to marry Joe and become a Journalist. I could already hear my parent's voice ringing in my head "I told you so." They always kept telling me that Joe was a bad influence on me and one day he was going to break your heart and the Journalism wasn't the job for a Newman, and that I should be a doctor. They always get reminding me how much the longed for a son so that he would carry on the good name of a Newman.

"Pack your things Ms. Newman and get out of my office," I took all of the dignity I had left and walked right out of the door. I thought that that was where my life ended, that I was going to live on the streets. Until Tanya's weird little brother came across an article on werewolves in a place call La Push. I have never heard about this place before, but I just had to do further investigation. I knew it was a big leap, dangerous leap, but I had no choice.

Tanya's hand gentle patted me on the shoulder and woke me back up to reality.

"Honey as a friend, I'm telling you don't do it," She said to me her bright sea blue eyes sparkling with sympathy. Tanya was a great friend, she looked out for me no matter what, but I had no choice and besides I wasn't just going for work, I was also going to relax.

"Aadi, besides where are you going to stay?" her eyes had a glimpse of hope.

"It's turns out that I have an aunt who lives there," that glimpse hope was fading a way.

"You're bluffing," It turned out that I wasn't, I did have an Aunt who lived there. The next day I would be on my way to little La Push.