Disclaimer: Do I own Twilight? Psh. No.

Piper-

My eyes wandered over jade green leaves, trees, ground, everything. Everything was green.

"Are we there yet?" My twin brother Tristan whined from the front seat of my dad's new black pick-up truck.

He bought it for the immense occasion of us moving to the dreary little town of Forks, Washington. This is a friggin long ride from my grandparent's ranch in Texas.

We started living with my mother's parents after she died of cancer when I was seven. It was just me, Tristan, my grandma, grandpa, dad and a flock of chickens. With the occasional rooster or two thrown in of course.

Then, dad inherited a restaurant from my Great Aunt Chloe and decided that 'running a business would be super duper fun!!!!' Yeah right.

Not that Forks was bad. But it just couldn't compare.

It couldn't compare to the warm nuzzle of a baby calf's tongue licking up pieces of grass from your fingers.

It couldn't compare to riding your bike around on a warm summer day when the heat grabs at your face but, the wind from your speed violently pushes it off, setting you free.

And I swear nothing could hold a flame to the scene of a Texas sunset. When all the dainty pinks, streaking oranges, calm yellows, powerful reds, and brilliant purples run together to collide with the blue sky all soaking in the above like a water color painting. It made it hard to breathe. It made it hard not to believe in magic. How else could so much beauty burst through an image?

But, now I was leaving all the magic and wonder for…green.

"Are we there NOW?!" Tristan looked up from his electric blue cell phone to whine.

"NO!" my dad grunted fiercely.

"Who are you texting?" I asked trying to evade an argument. That's me. Always the one keeping the peace in my family.

Tristan and dad struggled with each other fighting like day and night competed for the sky. Unlike day and night they were exactly the same. That's why they argued so much. The two boys each had their own plan, way of doing things, and opinion. And god forbid anyone messes that up!

I couldn't help but love them each anyways.

My dad was smart and funny. He always gave me great advice on almost everything.

Tristan was my best friend. He was the quiet twin but, had a new girlfriend every week. Probably also because he was the good looking twin. He had mom's platinum blonde hair and dad's baby blue eyes. On a boy? C'mon how fair is that?

I was certainly not popular back home but, I was outgoing and got along well with most people. I had my own group of friends and I was going to miss all of them so much.

As for boys. Ha ha ha ha!!!! Does that answer your question? Good.

It's not like I didn't consider myself pretty. My complexion was very very pale. I had long tawny brown hair that went down to the middle of my back and set straight. My eyes were emerald green. Each year I looked more like my mom (except for my hair color I looked almost exactly like her). I became taller and more slender.

Dad teased that if she was still alive I would be her twin not Tristan's. Sometimes he accidentally calls me by her name Anna. Each time he realizes it's only me he gets this pained look on his face. He still loves her I can tell.

"I'm talking to Bridget." Tristan answered my previous question, taking the bait.

"Again?" I thought he would've cut it off with her by now.

"Yup."

"You think since we're moving that's such a good idea?" I was prying but, I couldn't help it I liked Bridget. She was the one girl he dated who could spell stupid and, my brother was probably going to find a new victim five minutes after we arrived.

"I like to keep my options open." He smirked.

"You're a pig."

He pulled up the tip of his nose up with his pointer finger to make it look like a snout.

"Oink, oink." I giggled at his little joke.

"Okay, now we're here." My dad triumphantly proclaimed.

I turned my head out the window to face my new home and gasped.

The tiny front yard was a patchwork of various green weeds and wet grass. There was a wooden porch with a white swinging bench. The entire house had peeling white paint grasping it and sky blue shutters that matched the inviting front door.

It was so darling! Like something out of a fairy tale. It looked like a cottage in the woods that could've belonged to the three bears, or even Snow white!

"I love it." I whispered mostly to myself.

Tristan chuckled. Probably at something Bridget was texting about, or it could've been the expression on my face. Either way it didn't really concern me.

I grabbed my beat up old turquoise messenger bag I've had since grade school and raced up the two creaky stairs of the front porch to the door of my very own Barbie dream house.

Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.

Seth-

Racing through La Push as a werewolf was the most exhilarating fun anyone could ever have. It was better than cliff diving. Too bad you couldn't just pop in your Ipod as a werewolf. Oh well. Leah and Jake's hilarious bickering was entertaining enough.

"Shut up Seth!" they both thought in unison.

And that was the downside to running around as a werewolf.

"What are you two fighting about now?"

"He wants me to be neighborly!" Leah cringed.

"Big mistake buddy." I thought holding in a wolf sized laugh.

Leah growled.

"Just kidding sis. Neighborly to who?" I asked suddenly curious. I've been told I have the attention span of a goldfish.

"You do." Jacob and Leah finally agreed on something.

"You never answered my question." I reminded Jake. Now who has the short memory?

"Now who's just short?" Jake wolf chuckled as Leah smirked.

"Oh, okay now you two get along. It's funny how that happens when you start picking on me."

"It's a hobby anyone can enjoy." Leah commented.

"Whatever just tell me what Jake wanted you to do."

"I wanted her to help me greet the new family that's going to be taking over the diner on Maple Street."

"Oh!! I love that place!! Mrs. Chloe was always so cool!! When I got an A on my Spanish mid-term she gave me a free piece of chocolate cake. Mmmm."

"It's a shame about her heart giving out." Jake thought sadly.

We all stayed quiet for a little while. Each remembering something about the sweet old lady that used to be kind to everyone who walked into her inviting little restaurant. We all pictured her. White hair, red librarian glasses, and a joyful smile.

"Umm…yeah well anyway I was hoping Leah would go with me to say hello to the new family. Maybe ask if they needed help with anything. Everyone else is busy."

"So I'm your last resort as a member of the welcoming committee?!" Leah asked sarcastically.

"Hard to believe, I know." He jabbed back.

Secretly, I think they like each other.

"WE DO NOT!!!!"

"Yeah okay guys. Jake, don't worry about the new family. I'll go with you tomorrow and say hi."

"Thank you Seth. You must be the nice sibling."

"You just figured that out?"

"Hey!"

(A/N I was in the middle of a writers block when I started to think about Seth. He is probably the sweetest wolf in the state of Washington! He needs a girlfriend to share the love with! I thought about what kind of girl that might be and Piper was born. So here it is! Good or bad? I want reviews please!)