Liz's POV

I was sitting on a log in the back yard of my house. I was reading when I heard my name being called.

"Liz! Dad wants you!"

I turned to see my older brother, Jared, standing on the porch.

I stood up and walked towards him. He put an arm around me and we headed inside. He was burning hot, and as we stepped into the hall, there was a knock on the door.

"It's probably just the pack, go see what Dad wants." He said as he headed for the door.

I ran upstairs, helped my father, and ran into my bedroom. It was painted light purple, my favorite color, with a green blanket and orange pillows, and a nice dresser with a mirror. I ran a comb through my long, straight, black hair, and ran down the hall. It felt like a heat-wave was running through my house. They must be having a meeting later.

The first person I saw was Leah. I grinned and ran down the stairs, straight into her arms.

"Leah!" I shouted.

"Hey Squirt" she said. Squirt was my nickname from all of the wolves, except for Jared, who called me Kid, and Seth, who has been my best friend since we were born. He calls me Lizzie. Only he, my dad, and Jared are allowed to call me that.

Leah is my other best friend, and Seth's older sister, even though she's six years older than I am.

"Oh My God, did I just hear Elizabeth Wellings run in here?" I heard two voices call from the living room.

"Oh My God, did I just hear Embry Call and Quil Ateara from my living room?" I called back. They grinned and walked out of the living room to give me hugs. I was back for summer vacation from Kansas since my last winter break here, and everyone had gotten HUGE.

We walked in the living room to see Jake, Kim and Paul.

"Hey Squirt. Did you get taller?" Jacob Black, Jake, asked playfully. I grinned. "Well I dunno, I thought I did, but around you guys, I can't tell." I answered back. He laughed and enveloped me in a bone-crushing hug.

Then we heard the front door open and close. "Hello?" said a quiet, low, familiar voice. I peeked around the doorframe. "Seth!" I screamed. He jumped and turned around. Once he saw it was me, he put on his giant goofy smile that I loved so much and opened his arms. I ran into them, and he swung me in a circle.

"Oh my God, Seth! When the hell did you become a werewolf?" I asked after he put me down. When I had left in January, when we were both 14, he was short, still taller than I had been though, and not as muscular. Now he was pushing 6'8 and could lift me up as if I was feather-light. "God you're tall!" I exclaimed.

He laughed and we entered the living room.

Jared, Kim, and Paul were seated on one of the couches while Leah, Jake, and Embry lounged on the other. I dropped in front of Leah, while Seth collapsed on the floor next to me. Quil was sitting in an old arm chair, and the room was filled with a comfortable buzz of conversation. Leah started braiding my hair as Sam, Emily, Collin, and Brady came in. Jake stood up, and Emily took his seat. Brady and Collin sat in front of Quil.

As they talked, my mind wandered. It wandered to my friends from school, Chelsea, who was probably up at the Hoh Reservation right now with her 5 siblings, and Nicole, who lived somewhere in New Hampshire. It wandered to my mother, who had died when I was three, and to my whole Quileute family, finally resting on someone in particular. Seth. We had always been best friends, hardly ever fought, and I've always had a little crush on him.

I looked down and noticed his hand inches from mine. I wanted to reach out and hold it. I sighed.

I must have dozed off a bit, because the next thing I knew, warm arms were carrying me up the stairs. I looked up groggily

"Jared?" I asked, and my voice broke.

"Hey Kid. You fell asleep on Seth's shoulder during the meeting. It's almost 11, so go back to sleep. How late did you stay up last night anyway?"

I groaned, and he laughed. He walked into my room and set me down on my bed. I lied down and fell asleep.