KC Nite was just your average schoolgirl. Dark hair, eyes the color of chocolate and pink lips. She was just your ordinary freshman who happened to have a crush on one of her classmates. This classmate was Seth Clearwater.

KC loved everything about Seth. His gangly frame...his dark hair...the color of his eyes...the easy going manner he had and that he was just so mysterious. Seth was part of the 'IN CROWD' and the in crowd wasn't just a bunch of teenagers who bullied everyone. This crowd was the most popular and most mysterious at school. Their leader, Sam Uley, was rumored to be a college drop-out yet the Elders at the reservation loved them. But when KC's older brother, Josh, dropped out of college...he was given hell by the elders. Sam Uley could do nothing wrong...most adults at the reservation thought he was perfect and so were his little band of teens.

And in some ways, they were.

KC's crush on Seth had nothing to do with his popularity. She didn't want him in a you-can-make-me-popular way but in a I-will-always-love-you-no-matter-what-the-cost way and it freaked KC out. She didn't feel anything about anybody this way. Sure, she had crushes but she crushed on Seth in a different way. In a way that she couldn't explain.

And one night, she decided to do something risky and stupid. She didn't care, she just wanted to know if Seth was the type of guy she had always wished for. She just wanted to let him know that KC Nite existed.

SETH POV

"Man, that cliff-diving stunt you did was awesome" Jared said, his arm wrapped around Kim's shoulders.

"Yeah, falling and screaming like a girl is the type of awesomeness we want to see" Embry said and he smacked hi-fives with Jared.

The guys had taken me cliff diving over the weekend but Paul had to ruin it. He 'accidentally' told me that there were sharks at the bottom and Quil 'accidentally' pushed me. Can you blame my fear of sharks?

"Aw, shut up!" I complained and they laughed some more.

"Little bro, you have got so much to learn" Leah smacked my head. "Don't call me 'Little Bro'" I said, gritting my teeth. All of them laughed some more.

They dropped me off by my lockers with Jacob. His locker was right beside mine and he leaned against it, his tall frame draped around it in an easy-going manner. "Chillax dude" he said and patted my shoulder. I rolled my eyes.

Ever since he imprinted on Reenesme, Jake had a more casual air around him. I guess love could do that to anybody. I mean, look at Paul. He didn't fight so much nowadays. Rachel Black kept him in line, something that Jake wasn't too proud of.

When I opened my locker, a piece of paper fluttered out.

Dear Seth,

You probably won't ever learn my name so let's just go with Juliet for now. That's not my real name but it's not important. You must be thinking that this is some sort of prank or something...well, it's not. This is the real thing Seth. You need to understand that I have to tell you something...something important.

In case you think this is a joke, throw away this piece of paper and pretend this never happened. It would just prove that you're not the guy I thought you were.

If you ever want to reply to this note, place a letter inside one of the holes on the log by the beach. You know that one, the place where you sat when you and your friends had a bonfire. Any hole, just make sure it won't be found easily.

No matter what you choose, Seth...you'll always be my Romeo.

~Juliet

I looked behind me to see that Jake was reading over my shoulder. He whistled between his teeth.

"Write back, Seth. You never know, that girl might be the one you imprint on" he started to walk away, his bag slung over his shoulder before I could even think of a good reply. Jake was like that, he gave you advice but didn't force you to follow it. I admired Jake so much that it hurt me when he only thought of me as a little kid before. But now that I was part of 'La Push's most secret society', he didn't think of me as a kid anymore. He saw me as an equal and I appreciated him for it.

I got home from school that day. I locked myself in my room and turned up the stereo so that it could blast loud music. Mom and Leah weren't home yet and I could do whatever I wanted.

I paced around my room wondering if I should write a letter to that mysterious Juliet or I should just throw away that piece of paper that was tucked in my backpack. What if it was just some sort of a prank by the guys? They would never let me hear the end of that.

But this was a new low for them. We all respected each other's imprintees. We didn't make fun of them and we even tried to support them through various heartbreaks and engagements (in Sam and Emily's case). We all felt bad for Jacob when Bella broke his heart and we felt happy for him when he imprinted on Nessie. One for all and all for one...like the three musketeers.

Dear Juliet,

For starters...Who are you? What's you name? Do I know you? What do you want from me? What are you trying to say? Why should I listen to you? Is this a prank? Are you a girl? Or are you just trying to pull my leg?

P.S. Leave your reply inside the place where you found this.

~Seth

That was my third draft. The first was too sappy, the second was too harsh but this one was too full of questions. But there was no time to write another one. It would be dark soon and Mom would force me to tell her what I would be doing at the beach.

I ran outside and into the forest. I ran to the beach and made it there in five minutes. I searched for the log where the person in the letter told me to place this note. I found it easily.

Hoping with all my heart that this wasn't a trick, I placed my note inside. Just then, a howl broke through the air signaling an emergency pack meeting. I looked at the note for a moment longer and ran away. I prayed to God that the note I had received was real.

And in the back of my mind, I hoped that this would be the girl I would finally love and imprint on.