A/N: Usually my stories come to me in dreams. And after the one I had last night, there was no denying that this story demanded to be written. This is only a sneak peek to get it out of my system. Review and tell me what you think. Then I promise this story will continue. "Cross my heart."

"Stop moping. Everything will be just fine, you'll see," my mother told me gently as I ate my breakfast.

"Sure. Just like every other day is just fine," I mumbled. I loved my mother dearly but sometimes she was a little too optimistic about things. I could only trust my Dad to give it to me straight. Which reminded me...

"Hey, where's Dad?" I asked.

Mom smiled at the mention of my Dad. Even though I was sure they had been married for quite a while, they were still very much in love. It was why I loved being at home so much. The airy feeling was intoxicating and when you were me, you needed a little happiness in your life. My mother's voice pulled me from my musings.

"He had to leave for work early," she sighed, pouting. Mom and Dad missed each other every minute they were apart. I've always wished that I could have a love like theirs someday. But it could never be. Love came to the extremely lucky ones. People like me don't get happy endings.

"Oh!" Mom exclaimed looking down at her watch, "You're gonna be late!" I groaned at the thought of going to school.

"Like I said. Everything will be just fine," Mom told me as she took my plate and dropped in noisily into the sink.

I sighed as I brushed the biscuit flakes off of my dark jeans and threw my backpack over my shoulder. I huffed and trudged towards the door.

"Bye, Mama," I called over my shoulder.

"Bye, sweetheart," she called back.

The sky was gray and stormy. The color of my eyes. One of many reasons on the "Why Amanda's a Freak" list. People always told me my eyes were scary looking. I knew why they said that. They were a striking icy gray, almost silver. When I stared into space sometimes, people would point it out as another sign that I was totally insane. It didn't help that they were covered by my annoying glasses.

I wasn't like everyone else in La Push. My skin was light and my hair was the color of cinnamon, more red than brown though. I was labeled and there was no avoiding it. Just because I looked a bit different. How shallow. But as much as I hated it that everyone called me 'freak' or 'dork' or 'spaz', I couldn't help but see myself like that. I was different now. There was no getting around it. I saw the school building and groaned again.

My own personal hell-hole.

School wasn't exactly my favorite place. I didn't mind the school work. It was something everyone had to go through. It was the people that got under my skin. I wasn't the most popular girl in school, I never wanted to be. I didn't want to be noticed, I just didn't want to be tormented. I could never get through the day without having a ball of paper being flung towards my head or, worse than that, someone trying to hurt me. I could defend myself against the blows – sometimes - but it saddened me that I had to. Scarred physically at the moment.

But scarred emotionally forevermore.

I kept my head down as I walked swiftly towards my locker. A few people shoved me and I could barely keep me feet planted to the ground. When I reached my locker, I let out a sigh of relief. I took out my homework and a few notebooks at slammed it shut. I turned to walk to first period, but had a strange feeling that I was forgetting something. I looked down at the pile of books and papers to check when I felt someone yank my hair behind me sending me falling backwards.

Instinctively, I put my arms behind me to catch my fall, sending papers and books scattering across the hall. A sharp, stabbing pain shot up and down my arms as my hands connected with the floor.

"Freak," Lora sneered. Her friends/minions snickered.

I clenched my teeth, looking down at my legs, and a single tear rolled down my cheek.

Lora Cane had single handedly ruined my life with one touch. Ever since the fateful day when she had grabbed my arm and I had panicked, the entire school has been convinced that I belong in a loony bin.

I hastily wiped the tear away and scrambled to my knees, trying to get my stuff together. The hall had cleared profusely and for that, I was grateful. I had shuffled the papers in order, when someone kneeled in front of me and handed me my books.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly.

I looked up to see who he was and was met with the most beautiful brown eyes I had ever seen. When I lifted my head his eyes widened. I was sure mine did too because when I locked eyes with him, the most amazing – and impossible – think happened. I felt like I was floating, as if gravity had set me free. But I didn't need gravity. I was tied down to earth by invisible chains that somehow came from this boy. The chains snaked out, caught hold of my soul and ensnared my heart. The chains did not hold me against my will or constrict me in their grip. They embraced me and even as they held me down, looking into the dark depths of the boy's eyes, I still felt like I was flying. It was beyond weird but I liked it.

"Um, yeah. Thanks."

"What's your name?" He asked me. I nearly laughed out loud. Why would someone as gorgeous as him want to know who I was? Clearly he was new.

"I'm Amanda," I somewhat spluttered. He stood up and offered me his hand. When I took it- without hesitation- I noticed two things:

1. It was really warm.

2. I didn't want to let go.

The second one was very strange, seeing as I didn't usually come in contact with anyone for long unless I had to. I also noticed that when I touched him, I knew immediately that there was something different about him.

I got up and, again, got lost in his eyes. We stared at each other for a moment when the bell rang.

"I better get to class," he muttered, and started down the hall. I watched him go, then,

"Wait!" I called after him and he half turned. "I didn't catch your name."

"It's Embry. Embry Call."

A/N: Well readers, review and tell me what you think. I'm really excited to write this story because some things will be happening that you certainly won't expect.

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