AN: This is my 1st fan fic. ever. I have written 5 chapters and will update as soon as I can. Hope you enjoy!!!

S.M. owns all the good .characters.

Good Things Come to Those Who Wait

Chapter 1

I sighed as Sister Lenore rambled on and on about the importance of exploring the cultural history of the world and by knowing, understanding, and celebrating cultural diversity, we can create a better and brighter future. As she explained the semester long assignment of researching the culture we are assigned, I began to doodle in my notebook. I briefly wondered what kind of culture I was going to be spending the next 12 weeks of my life researching.

Just so you understand, my life was not that of a normal teenager. When I was 8 my parents shipped me off to a catholic boarding school so they could gallivant around the world and not be tied down by their child. The only contact I have with them is when they forget my birthday and shower me with even more money and gifts. If my parents and I were in the same room, I wouldn't even know what they look like. It has been 10 years since I have seen them. All I can say is that my parents, if you can call them that, provide for me financially. I have a trust fund, a monthly allowance of $2000.00, and a brand new Audi. I know many people tell me I am lucky and wish they were me, but I would trade it all just to have a family. A real family, where people care for each other unconditionally.

I have never felt loved in all of my life. I have had nanny after nanny, and then I was shipped here, Sacred Heart Academy for Girls. A place where people act like my friend just because of my family's money. People never look past the money. I guess Lanna does. We both have similar backgrounds and have been thrown into every kind of activity possible because we needed something to fill our time.

Although the money is nice, I would trade it just so I could be 'average' with the ability to make true lifelong friends. As I contemplated my life, Sister Lenore rapidly got my attention by mentioning the opportunity to leave SHA and attend school as a guest student for the sole purpose of exploring the cultures of others.

It was the mention of this opportunity that I had a strange urge to pursue. Like this was going to be my chance at a life I had always dreamed of. This hope quickly faded as I realized that even if I were sent to a new school, I would still have the money attached to me and the money always kept my dream just out of reach.

With ten minutes left in class, Sister Lenore passed out slips of paper with different cultures we were to research. As she handed out the slips, I could hear squeals of joy or groans of disappointment. Just then a small slip of yellow paper crossed my desk. I took a deep breath and opened the paper. I was assigned to study Native Americans. The Quileute Tribe of La Push, Washington to be exact. I wasn't disappointed, but I wasn't thrilled either. I have never heard of this tribe and knew this assignment was going to make me spend most of my free time in the library.

The bell rang. I gathered my items and started to make my way to choir. As I approached the door, Sister Lenore stated, "Lanna and Lilly need to stay after so we can discuss something." I rolled my eyes and turned to make my way to her desk. As Lanna and I stood at her desk she handed us a thick file and told us to sit down. To say we were confused was an understatement. We didn't do anything wrong and I just wanted to get to the only place that made me happy, the choir room. Lanna looked at me and raised an eyebrow as we took the seats closest to her desk. I decided to pull out the "I'm super innocent and lovable voice" and said, "Sister Lenore, I love your class, but I do not want to upset Sister Marie by being tardy." Sister Lenore smiled and said, "Sweetheart, I would never jeopardize your perfect attendance record. I have spoken with all of the Sisters, Father Maurice, and your parents about this matter". Now we were really confused and I am sure the look on our faces was amusing because Sister Lenore chuckled and said, "Let me explain".

She sat in her old office chair and opened a file folder that looked just like the one she handed us. I took her lead and opened mine as well. The first thing I saw was a packing list. A smile crept to my lips and I looked up excitedly. Lanna looked at her folder, but looked at Sister Lenore with a more apprehensive look. Lanna was always one to question change in her life. Sister Lenore took a deep breath and said, "You have been invited to stay with host families on the Quileute Reservation in the State of Washington. I grew up in La Push and have spoken to the Tribal Elders. They are inviting you to attend school on the reservation because this is a small tribe and cannot be researched from a library. Because of your impeccable record, Scared Heart Academy has chosen to offer the two of you this once in a lifetime opportunity. Of course we will have to come up with a suitable class schedule that meets SHA graduation requirements." I was so excited I could barely sit in my seat as Sister Lenore told us more about our upcoming adventure. We were excused to go and pack for our trip.

Our plane was leaving at 9:00 tomorrow morning and she was going to accompany us to La Push and help us get settled in. I jumped from my seat and bolted to the door. All I could think about was getting on that plane. This might be my chance to make real friends that just might fill the void of wanting a family. As I crossed the threshold of the door, Sister Lenore yelled, "Girls, read your packets. They will inform you all about your stay in La Push and the families you will be staying with". I smiled at her and walked as fast as I could to our dorm.

Lanna was my roommate and I guess you could call her my only good friend. She was quiet and reserved and I was loud and outgoing. She was short, a mere 5'1" and I towered over her at 5'10 ". She had short dark hair and brown eyes. We were both exceptional at many different things, but we have never gone out on a date before because the date had to be supervised by one of the nuns if you didn't have you parents' permission. Since our parents are basically nonexistent in either one of our lives, we have never had the opportunity to date.

I pulled out 1 large suitcase and 1 smaller one from under my bed and began packing. I put in all of my "free" clothes, undergarments, one uniform, a few bathing suits, a few dresses, and about all of shoes. I decided that I would buy more clothes once I got there. If I wore similar styles to other girls in that school, I would probably fit in better. In my smaller suitcase, I packed all of my bathroom stuff. I decided to throw all of my important documents, laptop, ipod, and purse in my carry on.

After we finished packing, we decided to pull out our packets and learn more about where we were going to be living for the next 16 weeks. Lanna and I quickly discovered that the clothes we just packed would only do for the summer months. We would really need to pick up some warmer clothes when we got their. Lanna asked, "Do you think Sister Lenore would mind stopping to shop, so we can have clothes we won't freeze in?" I nodded for a response and than stated, "I'm sure she will want to make sure our bodies are nice and covered. I mean she doesn't want her two best students walking around Washington with a major case of THO. Hey do you mind if we try and hide the fact that both our families have money and that we are really good at things. I really want people to get to know me for me. If they ask then we can say something, but I would rather try to keep is a secret". Lanna laughed, nodded a quick yes, and started talking about whether the boys were cute or not and what it will be like to go to school and not wear a uniform.

I started to read about the family I would be staying with. I smiled because this is the type of family I have ALWAYS dream of joining. The parents were Sam and Emily Uley. Their four kids were named, Olivia, Reese, Carter, and Mason. Olivia was 17 just like me and the boys were 16. They must be triplets. I was excited they had teenagers and not babies. I like babies, but I did not want to take care of them in my free time. I wanted to spend it having fun and being a normal teenager. I looked over the rest of the information and decided to call the family to chat. Maybe I could make a good impression before they see me and think I am another stuck up pretty girl that thinks I am better then them. That last part made me a bit sad because this was totally not the case. Yes, my parents tried to spoil me with material items, but I would much rather work hard and live an average life with a wonderful family. I shook my head to get rid of these thoughts and dialed the number on the phone.

On the third ring a husky voice answered, "Hello", I didn't know what to say so I asked for Emily. I figured that the Mom would know what to say and maybe ask me to talk to her daughter. I was hoping I got along with Olivia. I wanted a close relationship. I wanted us to fell like sisters. "Just a minute". I waited and then heard a very warm, caring, and loving voice come to the phone. "This is Emily". I told her who I was and she became very excited. We talked for about 20 minutes and told me she had to go and pick up her niece's daughter. She then told me she would have Olivia call me after dinner. With a huge grin on my face, I said a quick good bye and hung up the phone. I couldn't wait to meet this family. If the mother was only half as wonderful as she seemed, I would be living my dream in less than 24 hours.

Around 7:00 my phone rang and I flew across the room to answer it. Caller ID told me it was one of the Uley's and I guessed it was Olivia. I answered my phone with a simple "Hello". All I heard was a female yell, "Shut the hell up before I castrate one or more of you!" The background noise silenced and I heard a very sweet sounding "Hello". I smiled; after that outburst, I knew we were going to get along just fine. After about an hour and a half of animated talking and storytelling, we said goodnight and I headed to bed. I knew I was too excited to sleep but tried to anyway. Much to my surprise, I quickly fell asleep and dreamt a deep dreamless sleep.