Hi yes it's me daydreamer357, I know I am in no place what so ever to start a new fanfic, but then I thought why the heck not? This is a trail chapter, to see if anyone would like to read a story like this. Feedback is welcomed as i will know whether to carry on writing. Lots of love xxx

At a glance I appear to be your normal 18 year old teenage girl. I have long black hair that waves gently to my waist, a warm honey skin tone and large slightly doe like eyes, that are green. I have a few close friends who i hang out with at school and spend my time with at the weekends. I'm polite to my parents and help around the house and have a younger sister. See there is nothing on the surface that indicates how completely and utterly wrong this impression is.

My name is Violet Anna Thail, daughter of Kim and Jared Thail, who are a part of La Push's secret society also known as The pack.

The pack is... well it's really just a pack... of shape shifting wolves that is. Now to anyone else this would be called a load of crap, people don't just spontaneslly change into wolfs. Wrong. If you have the correct gene, you can shift, but only if it is triggered by a vampire.

Yes I am now talking about vampires as well as werewolf's and also the fact that they really do exist.

So how am I involved in all of this? Well my dad is a werewolf and used to kill vampires. See how easy I made that sound?

My father was a part of a large pack, who used to protected humans from becoming a juicy meal for the vampires. My dad and the others who also used to change into wolfs, ended up telling their children that these were not legends of crazy natives but were actually true.

The decision to tell us, was so that you were able to spot a vampire, mind you if anyone did spot a vampire all you would have time to do is register what was killing you.

Another reason us children of the pack were told the secret, was so that if anyone did have the misfortune to shift into a wolf they would hopefully recognise any symptoms that indicated you were about to turn into a over grown hairy dog, also to ensure that no one would freak out as much, as they used to when my dad was young.

So werewolf's are real, vampires are real and another aspect that us pack children are privy to, is the concept of imprinting.

Imprinting is where the shifting wolf 'imprints' on its soul mate, they then end up living happily ever after and completely in love. This phenomenon happened to a lot of wolfs in my dad's pack and my dad was one of them.

Yes it's absolutely lovely my parents are still head over heels for each other and you can see how much the imprint has brought them, but I have never confided my true thoughts of imprinting to anybody in fear of insulting everyone I know.

In my honest opinion there is clearly a set of unwritten rules that applies to imprinting to ensure that you are not shunned.

One: You are told about the wolf/imprint where you are allowed to either a) faint or b)scream

Two: After you have either fainted of screamed you hide away, to best avoid the wolf and imprint

Three: After a while you realise that you don't care what they are because you love them anyway

Four: You declare yourself girlfriend and boyfriend because you can't bear to be away from them, oh and you love them

Five: After a while you think we are soul mates together forever, why not get engaged now?

Six: You have a lovely big wedding that a load of other wolfs attend, and that usually ends in another imprint.

Seven: You settle down in you new house content for about 5 minutes before...

Eight: You end up popping out a load of kids

It annoys me that these unwritten rules apply, because if you follow them and don't fight them, you end up giving up your dreams, your life, settling down to early, surrounded by children to young and forever stuck in La Push.

Great.

But for now, back to life as I know it.

"Violet, have you finished your chores yet, were going to leave soon?" mom yelled up the stairs.

"No, nearly just changing my bed. I'll be another 5 minutes" I shouted back over my shoulder.

I smoothed my purple covers out, before tossing the dirty stuff in the wash bin on the way down to the stairs.

My mom waited at the bottom, she looked a little similar to me, with her dark wavy hair and large eyes, she stood hands on her hips, her small frame hidden under thick baggy clothing.

"Lily!" my mom yelled up the stairs as I pulled on my coat and boats.

My younger sister flew down the stairs, coming to a halt next to the coat stand.

"Okay, okay I'm here" Lily replied grabbing her jacket, as all three of us filed out of the door.

"Where's dad?" I asked, looking towards mom, as we walked towards first beach.

"Your dad is over at Paul and Rachel's, he said he'll meet us there, your dad is trying to help Paul with Mason" mom replied uneasily.

Ah yes, the biggest bit of pack news since Ben Uley phased. Mason was only the second wolf of the new generation to phase, of course there were some older wolfs who were still phasing, who i guess were holding out for their imprints or something.

When we came to the beach a group of middle aged talkative women stood by the food table, my mom shoed us of in the direction on the other pack children, so that she could join in the conversation.

Lily and i sat down on one of the bleached white logs, ensuring that we got a seat as there was normally a fair few people who turned up to these bonfires.

Lily already had her phone out and was texting someone about something, I didn't have any interest in.

I smiled to myself not caring, it was the summer holidays and in a couple of months i would be attending Washington college. A new start and beginning and my ticket away from la push... well eventually. I stayed close as mom and dad didn't like the idea of me venturing to far from home.

I looked around myself all the other pack children were about 3 years younger, mason was my age though also a wolf not that i really spoke to him anyway, I mean what do you say to someone who you have nothing in common with?

Mason had a younger brother who was talking to some of the other immature pack children. I rolled my eyes as they began shoving each other and laughing.

Soon enough 20 minutes had passed, i which time i thought about my college life, the lectures, the experience, the guys, oh the guys. I sat happily imagining how different my life would be in a few short months.

I loved my parents, I really did there was no doubt about it, but they could be very... what was the word smothering? I just needed to get away develop in to an adult, it wasn't that much to ask.

My thoughts were interrupted by a mass of people walking over and sitting around the bonfire, some of the younger children sat on the sand and curled themselves up into a comfortable position so that the legends of La Push could be told.

As it was a special occasion given that a new wolf had shifted, old Billy Black came out of retirement to tell us the stories in a way only he could. I might have been 18 and disliked some of the wolf traits, but I was still captivated by his tone and energy that he used to tell the stories.

The legends grew to an end and I felt myself come out of the daze that I was in, as the crowd got ready to feed themselves with the mountain of food that had been made.

I stood up and brushed the sand that had settled onto my blue jeans back on to the beach floor. I looked up to watch the progression of people make their way to the table, laughing and talking loudly on the way.

It was then that I caught his dark brown eyes looking into me.

Both of our eyes widened in recognition.

No, no, no, no, no! This couldn't happen, not now.

"Hey Mason, you're going to want to eat a lot more these days, so you better get in there..." Ben's voice trailed off as he took in the sight before him.

"Shit" Ben replied gaining the attention of the others, who in turn gasped and caught the attention of yet more people.

There were squeals of delight from the women and congratulations from the guys.

But i just stood there, with one word echoing through my head.

"No" I said strongly. "This isn't happening, it won't happen" i replied glaring at a crowd of shocked by-standers. I turned on my heel face set in an angry mask, as someone caught my shoulder.

"Please you can't do this" it was Masen and I'm sure he wasn't referring to my leaving, he just meant not to put him through the pain an imprint gets when it's rejected.

I have never been a selfish person before, but there was a first time for everything.

"Yeah" I replied "watch me"

I want to know if this is worth carrying on, it's an idea I've had for a while, so let me know if it is any good and i can continue posting.

I do not own the Twilight Saga or any of its characters.