Tori's Pov
I walked down the familiar beach slowly. I had just moved here from Missouri. When I was little I had lived here from when I was born to age 10. I was now 17 and had dark brown hair that fell to just above my waist. I had long eyelashes and brown eyes that were very boring, to me. My full name is Victoria Samantha Adams. I moved back here with my twin sister, Taylor, my mom and my dad. I have many friends in La Push. There's Jacob, Embry, Quil, Leah, Rachel, Kim, and Seth. I've always liked Seth. He's always cheery and cute. And just plain goofy, I like goofy boys. But he's quiet too and he'll let you be alone if you want him to.
My skin isn't russet like every one else's around here. Mine's pale. Not creepy pale, just not super tan. I was trying to see if I could remember where the old hangout place was. Sure enough, I found the hide out, forged between two trees with a campfire pit in the middle. There were logs of wood as benches and someone had tied up a rope swing on one of the tall trees. There were people there. Something about them looked and sounded familiar. One of them turned to look at me. It was a face I would never, ever forget. The boy had one ear pierced, black hair, tan skin, and warm brown eyes. I barely noticed my face sweep into a smile as I asked, "Seth?" "Tori?" he asked. I nodded. I felt this very odd pull towards him. I ran up to him and hugged him. "What are you doing here?" he questioned. "I moved back." I said, smiling like an idiot. That's when I realized, Seth was smiling like an idiot too. My heart skipped a beat as he smiled, turned and said, "Hey Guys! Look who is back!" People turned and looked. It was all of my old friends. I had missed them so much. Many hugs were exchanged and many stories were told.
It was getting dark, fast. "Hey, I'll be back in a minute. Just gotta run home for a minute." I explained, getting up and running home. Honestly, all I was doing was going pee, changing clothes and shoes. When I reached my room I changed into a striped blue and white tank-top and some short shorts. I pulled on my cowgirl boots, went to the bathroom and left. As I was closing the door, I felt a warm hand on my back. I jumped and screamed, twisting around only to see an apologizing Seth. I breathed out and said, "Hey. What's up?" I was secretly really nervous. Walking on the beach, dark, with my childhood crush. "Ok. Huge confession," I said, "I had a big crush on you from when I was seven to ten." He looked at me in disbelief. "So did I!" he said. "And I still do…" he murmured.
By now we had reached the hang out, in which there was a bonfire burning widely. I sat down on a log next to Jacob and Seth. Seth's hand touched mine gently. I felt that strange pull towards him again. It was a pull to hold his hand. We socialized again and I told stories of what had happened to me over the years. I even told him some of the embarrassing stories. Things like forgetting my locker combination, my diary being mistaken for my Language journal and bonking noses when it was time for my first kiss when I was twelve. I think I heard Seth growl then but I shrugged it off.
"Want to take a walk with me?" Seth asked. I saw Kim give me thumbs up and a smile, I rolled my eyes. "Sure." I smiled sweetly. I got up from the fire and walked to the shoreline with Seth. "So tell me about Missouri." He started. "Ok. I lived on a farm, rode horses through my life, hence the cowgirl boots." I laughed. Seth's hand softly touched mine by accident, my heart flipped again. "Ok. My turn for a confession now." He said, turning towards me. "You know the Quilieute legends?" he asked. I nodded. The legends were the ones we used to make fun of and play all the time. "They're all true." He said. I gaped. The spirit guardians? Wolves? Taha Akhi? "In fact, I'm a wolf." He tacked on. Seth was a wolf…I believed him. "And, I…uh, imprinted." He blushed. My eyes burned with tears. I thought he liked me. I thought I liked him. How could he? I ran back to my house. He was following me. "Tori! Victoria! Victoria Samantha Adams!" he cried. I paused, turning around. He remembered my full name? My full name that I had told him seven years ago.
"Tori, I imprinted on you." He said. My heart pounded and there were butterflies in my stomach. I leaned in and kissed him softly. He walked me home and came up to my room. My parents weren't home, only my sister, Taylor, who was in her room skyping her boyfriend. I went into the bathroom and changed into sweat pants and a t-shirt. I brushed my hair, teeth and cleaned my face; taking all of my makeup off. I walked back into my room to see Seth sitting on my bed flipping through an old scrapbook of me and my friends before I left La Push the first time. "You've always been so beautiful." He said, looking at a picture from when I was nine to me now.
I skipped over to my bed and turned on the TV. We watched TV for a while and then I fell asleep on Seth's chest.