A/N: Yes, this is a Seth/OC story. And yes, it will probably be as weird as my other one, but hopefully it will still be good and hopefully some people will actually REVIEW!

And yes, this story is T. And it's for language. They're teenagers. What do you expect?

I think that's my shortest AN ever.

Songs:

Airplanes- B.O.B. ft. Hayley Williams

Drops Of Jupiter (Tell Me)- Train

Hayley POV (ha, ironic, her first name is the same as the lead singer of Paramore. Didn't realize that until now.)

"Hales!!"

A body jolted into me and I staggered backwards as tight arms wrapped around me, practically strangling me.

"Embry! I need...air!!" I managed to get out.

He chuckled as he pulled back to look at me, keeping his hands on my shoulders. "Wow, Hales. You haven't grown at all, have you?"

I laughed and slapped his arm, though I doubt it did much. "But you have." I noted, looking him over. "Do they put some experimental growth hormones in the food here or what?"

Embry grinned. "Why, you want some? I doubt they'd make a difference."

I rolled my eyes as I walked into his house, dragging my suitcase behind me as Embry picked up the rest of my things.

Obviously I didn't really remember the house, I hadn't been here since I was four years old. But something about the cozyness of it seemed familiar, and even though Embry's mom didn't even live here anymore, it still had her presence.

"Alright, dear distant cousin, let's get all your crap into your new room." I raised an eyebrow and he glared at me, (he'd always been angry that I could do that, he'd never learned how) and then he said, "Although compared to the amount most girls would bring, this probably equals a backpack." Then he decided to look in the small cage.

"What the hell?"

At least he didn't sound angry. "Yeah, um...I kind of forgot to mention that I have a cat?"

He stared at me blankly. "You...forgot."

"Yeah?"

After a few more seconds of blank silence, he shook his head and rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Just make sure it doesn't tear my throat off in my sleep."

I grinned as we dragged everything to my room; I could still vaguely smell paint, and Embry had told me that he and his friends had repainted it a pretty blue just for me.

It really was a beautiful color, and the comforter on the double bed was a mint green. (Props to Embry, green was my favorite color!) There was a shiny mahogany desk in one corner and a TV across from the bed with a door leading to the bathroom. It was extremely plain, but Embry must have known that I would want to decorate it myself as he had left most spaces open.

I took out my dark purple laptop and placed it on the desk as Embry said, "I can take you to Port Angeles sometime this weekend so you can buy some new stuff."

I turned around and smiled at him. "Because you would never let me drive there, right?"

He smiled faintly, but then turned more serious. I dreaded what he was about to say, because I knew exactly what it was going to be. "How have you been, Hayley?"

I smiled and said, "Fine. But have I ever told you how much I hate planes? They're so creepy and if you end up falling, you're totally screwed and if there are terrorists, then you're still screwed." Yes, I babble to avoid emotional situations.

"Hayley. I'm serious."

I sighed and looked away, not wanting to meet his eyes. "I told you, I'm fine. I'm used to it by now."

Embry walked over and enveloped me into a hug.

I guess I forgot to mention that I use babbling to avoid pity, too. Because that's exactly what this was. Oh, everyone on the rez knew who Hayley Anderson was. She was the poor adorable little orphan girl that had stopped visiting when she was four because her parents had died in that horrible car accident. She was the one who had been bounced around the family, having to move every few years because the aunt got sick or the uncle died. Just recently, I'd been living with my grandmother.

She was a kind, loving woman who knew when she had to be stern and when she just had to listen. But when I'd come home one day to see all the flashing lights, the only thing I could comprehend was when the paramedic told me that our neighbor had come over and found her at the bottom of the stairs. They told me that she'd had a stroke.

Earlier that morning, she'd been just fine, laughing about how stupid my best friend, Kyle, was. She'd told me that I should tell him to read up on , because he never understood any of the words my grandmother and I used.

Later that night, she died at the hospital.

So here I was, with my dead father's brother's ex-wife's son. When I'd first met Embry and his mom, his mother had been my uncle's wife, therefore making Embry my cousin. So even though my uncle had divorced Embry's mother before he'd moved to Hong Kong, (no joke. He'd moved there when I was ten for a promotion. After that I'd had to go to live with his twenty-eight year old son.) Embry and I still thought of each other as cousins.

La Push had been my last option when Grandma had died. I was completely out of family except for a few that either wouldn't/couldn't take me in, or they lived on a different continent. Embry and I really weren't even related at all, but he said that he'd have no problem taking me in and that we wouldn't even be crowded because his mother had moved to Seattle a few months ago for a job. (Isn't that everyone's reason?)

So here I was, in the sunless place of America, living with my eighteen year old kinda sorta cousin who looked like he was on steroids.

"Hayley, I know this must be hard for you. You loved her more than anyone else."

I smiled sadly as I looked up at him and untangled myself from his arms. "Yeah. But it's fine. She was old and she was always joking about how she was wondering when she was gonna kick the bucket because she'd lived her life and now all she was doing was taking care of some moody seventeen year old." I opened up my cat's cage and Echo slipped out, immediately hopping up onto the bed.

Embry grinned at me, flashing those scarily white teeth. "Well, from our phone conversations, it seems like you can be pretty moody."

I rolled my eyes as I sat down on the bed.

"So listen, I have to go do some stuff today, but you should get some sleep. We're going to one of our annual bonfires tonight, and they can go pretty late. I don't want to have to carry you home tonight. Not that it would be that hard."

I rolled my eyes and him again and responded, "You could carry a tree home if you wanted to."

"Why would I want to carry a tree home? You're the eco-maniac, not me."

"I never said you'd actually want to, just that you could. You know, because you're all hyped up on steroids." He gave me a look. "Fine. Experimental growth hormones, then. Does that sound better?"

He raised his eyebrows. "Sorry, this is all natural. And no, you're never going to get a magical growth spurt like I did."

I quirked an eyebrow, just for the fun of it, and said, "Hey, I'm fine with a normal growth spurt. A scary magical one would just go against everything I've ever been taught. A magical one would just go against nature, because nature does things nature's way-"

"So you blame nature for your shortness?" He interrupted.

"...Haven't you ever heard of being vertically challenged?" I responded weakly.

He chuckled. "Yes, and I've also heard you state that that's a load of shit."

I stared at him for a moment and finally said, "You know, when you laugh like that, you remind me of a rabid squirrel."

He gave me a blank look, and then he said, "I've missed you, Hayley."

I smiled and looked away. "Doesn't everyone?"

Seth POV

Would you just phase back already?!? I don't want to know what you and Elyse did last night, alright?! I mentally shouted at Brady. I'd spent the last hour trying to block everything coming from his mind. I mean, I know the whole imprinting thing is heavy duty and all, but at least Paul and Sam were able to keep their thoughts to themselves!

Brady finally phased back to human form, leaving me in peace. We'd only been doing patrols in twos lately, and only every few days, because nothing too suspicious had been happening lately. Well, except for the fact that Embry, Colin, and I were the only ones left in the pack that hadn't imprinted. And Leah, too, but she didn't really count.

I didn't really care that much, it's just that when you have to shared thoughts with these guys, it gets incredibly annoying.

Yeah, we love you too, Seth.

Glad to know you think so nicely of us when we're not around.

I started as I realized that Paul and Quil had joined me.

Um...Well...You know...I just don't need to know that much about your lives. At least you and Sam can control your thoughts, Paul, and the rest of you don't really have thoughts like that yet. But Brady...It's not important. I'm just gonna go to Embry's.

Hey, don't forget, I think his cousin or whatever is supposed to be coming today. The one we were forced to endure paint fumes for. Paul's mental voice interrupted me just as I was about to phase.

I grinned my wolfish grin. Yeah, and from what Embry told me, she's barely the size of Nessie.

Yeah, but apparently she's got a temper to match what Paul's used to be.

I gave a mental snort. Right. We'll see about that. And with that I phased back and put my shorts on and started jogging through the woods towards Embry's.

I felt right at home in the woods, and sometimes I felt bad about that, like I was some kind of animal. But, the truth is, I am, and I also feel right at home in Emily's kitchen, so it doesn't bother me as much as it used to. And listening to all the animals made me feel more calm, even though I could see the sky darkening overhead.

Rain. 'Cause that's just such a new thing.

I find it funny how much it rains in this place. I don't really mind much, it doesn't make that big of a difference, and you get used to it eventually. But anyone who comes to live here, if they used to love rain, they never will again. La Push and Forks just did that to people.

I finally broke through the trees and saw Embry's house. I just opened the door and strolled right in, we all did that to each other. I found him in his room, which didn't even have a door, just a huge archway that led to the kitchen. He was looking through some boxes in his closet.

I saw a mass of pretty red hair on the bed, covering what could only be a girl.

"There's a girl in your bed."

Embry finally looked up at me. "Yeah." He said slowly.

"Why is there a girl in your bed?" I asked dumbly.

Embry rolled his eyes. "It's not like that, you idiot. That's Hayley." He looked over at her for a second and added, "And I think you just woke her up."

I looked over as she groaned, mumbled, "Yeah, you did." And then brought a hand out from under the covers to flip is off.

Embry chuckled and I raised my eyebrows. "And she doesn't have her own bed?" I questioned, sounding a little snobbish.

I had a strange feeling she was rolling her eyes. "Why, jealous?"

I laughed a little and so did Embry. "Sorry, no."

"To answer your question, Seth, yes, she does have a bed. But the room still reeks of paint fumes and I don't need Hayley getting addicted to inhalants. She's crazy enough and got enough issues as it is."

A pillow soared through the room and neatly made contact with Embry's face. I looked over at Hayley to see her sitting up and smiling innocently at Embry.

She was obviously a very pretty girl but in a more subtle way, with long, straight dark red hair and full lips. When she finally turned to me, I saw that her eyes were a bright green.

And that was all I saw. Her. Her eyes, her hair, he dainty little wrists. I felt like gravity had shifted so that she was the center of it all.

And Embry saw this too. He looked between us and muttered, "Fuck." Then he raised his voice a little. "Seth, come with me." He then grabbed my arm and proceeded to drag me out the room and out the front door while I stared at Hayley like...well, probably like an idiot.

He took me to the edge of the woods and stopped. He looked down at me, his eyes flashing. "Did you just imprint on my cousin?" He asked tightly.

"Um...Yes?"

He started shaking and muttered to himself, "No, no, no, this is not happening."

"What's wrong?" I asked when he finally managed to calm down a little.

"Hayley is not someone you imprint on, okay? She's just not. And I know how strong that stuff is, but you are not going to do anything about it." He looked at me, his eyes burning, as he said this. "She's never going to find out anything about any of this, and you are going to stay away from her. Got it?"

I couldn't even imagine doing that. "But Embry-"

"No, Seth." He cut me off, his tone urgent. "You don't understand. Hayley...She can't know about any of this. And she's not someone that falls in love. You have to stay away from her, I'm begging you."

The urgency and fear in his tone scared me. Was there something seriously wrong with her? I knew that Embry wasn't jealous or anything, because I'd been in his head before, and he'd never said anything about her having some traumatic disease or something. And that's not exactly something you could forget.

Embry was still staring at me, waiting for me to answer. His eyes were still flashing dangerously. "Okay..." I said uncertainly.

"Good." He sounded brisk now, and I think that scared me even more. "We'll see you at the bonfire tonight. And you'll leave Hayley alone."

"Okay..." And then he walked away.

Had I really just agreed to stay away from my imprint?"

Okay, so I didn't really want to have it happen that fast, but that's just the way it happened. Not sure how much Seth/Hayley stuff will be in the next few chapters. If you want more chapters, that is. So review and tell me! Because I'm not going to keep writing if no one's reading.

And there will soon be a picture on my profile of how I picture Hayley. In the meantime, you can still go on my profile and vote in my poll. Please? It's important.

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