Hey guys. This is my second fan fiction and I really hope you enjoy reading it. I decided to write this because Seth is one of my all time favourite characters and I figured I'd have a shot at writing his story. The first 11 chapters have already been written but need some work so updates shouldn't take too long. I've also had this published before so some of you might recognize it but after a while of not working on it I'm back and I want to adapt it and make it a bit more appealing and hopefully encourage some new readers.

Chapter 1

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Disclaimer: As much as I wish I do not own Twilight but I did however create the characters Nicola, Grace and Daryl for this story.

I stared out the window of my new home gazing peacefully at the view surrounding me. La Push. It really was a beautiful place, nobody in there right mind could deny that. My window looked right out onto the sandy banks of first beach and although the weather wasn't exactly beautiful it didn't dampen the mood that this view brought to me. I had to admit I really was glad to be here although the company I was here with… well that was a different story completely.

I let out a long deep sigh and turned around walking over towards my bed where I had my things laid out for school today replacing my blue pyjama top with the long sleeved white blouse that I had chosen to wear. I had thought it best considering the relatively new scorching red burn that lay upon my right arm. I didn't want any unneeded attention especially on my first day. I know to some people this would sound utterly crazy but deep down I was actually looking forward to starting school today. I had been an outsider at my last school. People didn't want to be my friend. They didn't even want to know me scared of what my presence would bring to them, to be honest I didn't blame them but today it was time for a fresh start, no more holding back.

It didn't take me long to finish getting ready for school, I wasn't too big on the whole appearance side of things. I always knew that as hard as I tried I would never be able to make myself look beautiful. No amount of hair and beauty products could help me with that. However I took a quick glance in the mirror before heading down the stairs to get some breakfast but as always I wished I hadn't. It only made me feel worse about myself than I already had done before. I hated the way I looked. I longed to have my mothers looks. I had her height and her build but I dreamed for her long, wavy blonde hair and sparkling ocean blue eyes. Only then would I even consider seeing myself as beautiful. Instead my hair was shoulder length, brown and straight and it stuck out in all the wrong places. I normally gave up on it most days tying it up to keep it out of the way but today for once it was actually surprisingly calm. My eyes were a deep chocolate brown fringed with long black lashes, They were the one feature I had been complimented on whilst growing up but I however failed to see the beauty in them.

As I reached the top of the stairs closing my bedroom door behind me my heart began to beat faster and faster as I made my descend wishing they were never-ending, that I would never reach the bottom hoping and praying that she would be in a good mood today. If there was one thing I did not want today that was a re-run of last night. When I got into the kitchen I let out a short sigh of relief. Grace was sitting on the kitchen stool waiting for me impatiently, car keys in her hand and a large frown placed upon her face but I knew I was going to be okay. For now anyway.

"Finally." she snapped impatiently turning around as I shuffled uncomfortably in the doorway in a bid to get her attention "Now come on lets go, I don't want to be late for work."

"Oh I didn't realize how late it was, I guess I'll just have to get something to eat later." I mumbled quietly to myself.

"What was that?!" Grace's voice echoed throughout my ears "God learn to speak up girl!"

I let out a sharp, painful gasp as she grabbed my wrist in her hand pushing me out of the kitchen door in front of her.

"Get a move on! We haven't got all day you know." she shouted from behind me as I came to a halt, pausing to look down at my hand surprised at the bruises that were beginning to form so quickly.

I of course did as I was told, this was nothing compared to the pain she had conflicted on me in previous occasions and I wasn't going to wait around for another episode of that so I quickened my pace, heading for the doorway in front of me and moved towards the car that sat silently in the driveway.

Grace is my step mum however I hate to refer to her as that, she doesn't deserve the term. She moved into our previous home with her son Daryl 3 months after my mum died suddenly and married my dad 6 months after that. He was dead now too. I quickly wiped away a tear that had escaped at the sudden memory hoping that she wouldn't notice but Grace was never one to miss out on anything especially something that she could bring me down over.

"Stop being such a baby Nicola." she said laughing at the tears now dripping silently down my face, creating a puddle on the collar of my clean blouse.

I tuned her out, ignoring her as she started the engine and instead stared intently out of the window at the scenery that now passed by in a quick flash as she continued laugh at me. I had already learnt my lesson for talking back, a lesson that I would never forget, that I would never want to repeat. I looked down at my arm and let my mind wander back to the events that had occurred only last night.

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"Nicola darling is dinner ready yet?" Grace's voice cooed sarcastically from the living room beside the rather small kitchen where I was preparing tonight's dinner.

"5 more minutes" I sighed.

I had been made to cook every single night since my dad had died. I found no need to complain though, I would much rather chose to do this this than be faced with the consequences if I refused.

"No Now!" she yelled back impatiently over the noise of the television.

"Do you want to eat it raw!" I threw back my anger for once getting the better of me but I immediately regretted the words as soon as they had escaped from my mouth.

"What did you just say to me?!"

I span around at the sudden closeness of her words and let out a gasp as I found her standing in the arch of the doorway her face red with anger, Daryl standing close behind her a hideous smug smirk spread across his face.

"Don't you dare speak to me like that Nicola Taylor!"

I felt the impact before I seen it coming. Without a second glance at me, without a moment to even think her actions through she picked up the pot of steaming vegetables that were cooking on the stove beside her and threw the boiling contents towards me. I screamed in agony as I clutched at my now scolded arm, the tears at this new inflicted pain streaming down my face while her and Daryl stood watching me laughing before they turned around and still laughing strode back into the living room to await their dinner slamming the door behind them both. I stood for a moment silently before I let myself drop down to the floor, the tears still dripping noisily down my face. This was how I lived now.

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I shivered slightly at the memory last night brought to me before turning to look out of the window once again. I was surprised to find that we were here as I looked up at the white stone building which towered over the small, silver car I was sat in. She had driven me right to the school doors without a doubt checking to make sure I would go in and not make a run for it but as much as I wanted to, as much as I wanted to get away from her, from Daryl I wouldn't even dare and she knew that. I knew what I would get if I tried, there was no escape from this life. I quivered at that thought the Goosebumps forming up my arm.

"Daryl will pick you up after school." Grace snapped at me as I shook myself free of my thoughts and turned to get out of the car door.

"Its okay, I'll walk." I replied simply, thinking it would be a great chance to get some air and finally admire the new scenery.

I opened the car door and stood to get out but was immediately stopped as she painfully grabbed onto a handful of my hair stopping me from leaving. I couldn't help myself from letting out a painful whimper at her sudden grip on me.

"Daryl will pick you up after school!." She repeated through gritted teeth, her face just inches away from mine. "Do you understand?"

"Y-Yes." I mumbled quietly trying against my will to hold back the tears that were again threatening to make their appearance.

"Good now go, get out of my sight!" she spat as she pushed me out of the car.

I stumbled slightly out of the door and straightened myself out before making my way towards the main entrance which I hoped would lead me towards the schools office trying to fight back the tears that I felt were coming any minute now and surprisingly I managed to hold them back. I knew they would come later though, they always did. I could never hide from this, it was part of my life now.

I got a little bit lost on the way but it didn't take me long to find the place that I was looking for. I looked up nervously at the woman behind the desk and she glanced back at me, a kind smile spread across her face when I explained who I was. She seemed like such a nice woman and I felt myself wishing that everyone could be like her. I gave her all the information she needed and she handed me over everything I would be needing for my first day and wished me good luck. I turned around glancing quickly at my watch thinking I was already late for class but I was surprised to find I was actually 5 minutes early. It was only then that I noticed the strange boy staring at me not to far away from where I stood, he looked extremely unusual.

I had never seen anybody like him in my whole life before. He was extremely tall 6'5 at the least but possibly taller and he looked a lot older than me in fact he looked like he could be a teacher here but the way in which he was dressed proved otherwise. His eyes were hard to miss. Large and brown, the kind of eyes you could get lost in, in one quick glance and his mouth was turned up into a wide nervous smile. I couldn't understand why he was looking at me in the way which he was, it was as if him and me were the only people left in the room, in the whole world even. Like we were in a whole new world of our own completely. I looked down at my arm nervously thinking that it could be the reason behind stare but there was nothing showing so I knew instantly that this was not his reason. I continued to inspect myself as the boy continued to stare. He was really starting to make me feel uncomfortable now and I opened my mouth to speak but he got there before me.

"Hi I'm S-Seth" he stuttered nervously as he reached his hand out to shake my own.

I extended my hand towards his in return but instinctively flinched back when I felt the heat of his hand on mine. He was so hot, he had to be ill or something. I looked at him confused at the unnatural warmth that seemed to radiate from his body and he stared back at me intently his mouth now gaping open slightly. I swore I could hear his heart beating hard against his chest but I knew I had to be hearing things.

"Nicola" I replied anxiously before spinning around and running off in the opposite direction from where he stood.

I tried to stop myself from looking back but I couldn't, it felt like- like he had some sort of hold on me. I turned my head slightly looking back in the direction I had just ran from to find that he was still standing there watching me questionably in the distance.

"Weird." I mumbled to myself before turning back around and heading up towards my first class trying to work out the map the woman from the office had given me as I walked.

I took a left turn and then started upon the stairs when I noticed the 5 boys all obviously as early as I was walking in front of me. I felt my mouth gape open slightly as the realization swept through me, they all looked just like Seth. All so tall. I couldn't help but think to myself what they were feeding these boys here. One of them looked back at me and smiled before turning back to his conversation with the others. I let myself smile back realizing that the people here seemed to be very friendly and welcoming from what I had experienced in the past but then again maybe too friendly I thought to myself letting my mind wander back to the boy Seth. I couldn't help myself from letting out a smile at that thought. Maybe life was going to get better for me from now on.

My silent thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the bell erupting throughout the school and I was suddenly glad I had set off to class early as the corridors began to fill with students heading towards their classes. When I entered my first class for that day I noticed the 5 boys that had been walking in front of me sitting together in a group at the back of the classroom. They seemed to be discussing something seriously, their voices low. I took a seat at an empty desk along from them trying to listen in to their conversation but failing miserably. They quietened down when the teacher came in and began to call the mornings register, I couldn't help myself from letting out a gasp when I heard him call out Seth's name.

Why hadn't he come to class? I couldn't help but think I was responsible for his absence. I looked over at the group boys who I assumed to be his friends and was shocked to find that they were all now glancing over at me curiously and I realized that my body had suddenly stiffened at the mention of his name.

The rest of the lesson continued in silence but I couldn't help but notice the looks I kept receiving from the 5 boys who sat further along from me and was relieved when the bell suddenly rang marking the end of class. I stood up from my seat quickly as one of the boys who's name I had recently learned to be Jacob walked towards me anxiously with the 4 other boys standing closely behind him all looking in my direction. He opened his mouth to speak to me but before he got the chance to make a sound I found myself running away for the second time that day.