A/N The character names belong to SM, the rest is my idea!

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Those Golden Eyes

Prologue

Beginning my last year at Dartmouth I couldn't help but think back at what had brought me here. It made me sad and happy at the same time. Why is it that life can be so full of contradictions!

It has been over four years since I moved to Forks to live with my dad. I remembered the first day of High School like it was yesterday. Walking into the school, hearing all the buzz going around about me, the new student. There were also a lot of rumors about the Cullen family, because they had left Forks. I'd gotten the idea that their move was sudden and unexpected. The whole school was talking about it. I was kind of glad the attention wasn't fully on me. Well it was a lot less than I'd expected, but I still got some attention. It wasn't too bad, everyone was really nice and helpful.

I made a good friend in Angela. She was funny and incredibly kind, with deep brown eyes and long hair that was so dark, it was almost black in colour. She laughed at my jokes and we shared similar dreams and aspirations. We had both wanted to go to Dartmouth. I was so glad when I heard she was also accepted. Now she's sharing a room with me. She helped me a lot at the end of our senior year in Forks High School. She also told me some things about the Cullen children. They hadn't been there for very long, not like the rest of the school population that had been there almost all of their lives, just a couple of years. They were adopted by doctor Carlisle Cullen and his wife Esme. They couldn't have children of their own . So they decided to adopt and give children who'd had it tough, a home. While only 2 were twins and the other three not related in any way, they all had the same beauty. Or so I'd been told.

After moving to Forks my relationship with Charlie became more of a father daughter thing. Before then I just visited there for a couple of weeks in the summer. I soon got used to living with him in my childhood home.
Then, just before graduation my beloved father was killed. There had been sightings of some big wolves in the woods. There were also reports of hikers getting lost in them and not returning. The sightings became more prominent in those last months before the end of the school year and the police had wanted to check things out. Charlie told me not to go in the woods until he said everything was okay. Not that you would have found me in the woods very often anyway. I was too clumsy to function at times, so I left the woods for people who can manage to get out of them in one piece.

Then I got that call, that call that no one is waiting for, or wants to get. Something had gone so badly wrong and a wolf had killed my dad, he hadn't had a fighting chance in hell. They left out most of the gory details, to protect me. The whole corpse was devasted, as was I. I still find it hard to believe at times, even now. The whole town came to the funeral. We couldn't have an open casket because of the damage that had been done by the wolf. It was heart warming to have so many people come and pay their last respects to him. I knew it would have meant a lot to him.

After graduation I had to clean out the house. That wasn't something I had been looking forward to. I was so glad that Angela and my mom had been there to help me sort everything out. Luckily Charlie wasn't one to hold on to too many things. Only the stuff he needed and there was one thing that surprised me; there was a book about the legends of the Quileute tribe. I didn't know this book, so I kept it. I loved reading books, so this was one for my collection.

After getting settled in at college with Angela, I got busy with my studies. That was a good thing; it kept me focused on what I had to do. After a while I got myself into a routine, but still, all I longed for was night time. That was my favorite part of the day. At night, I could drift away into my dreams, and those dreams made me feel alive! They made me feel desired, I wanted them to last forever. But that didn't happen, even so, when I woke up from them, I knew the day would be that much better. These dreams started when I moved to Forks. The man I'd see in them was just too beautiful to describe, he made me forget everything and everyone.. I would wake up feeling all flushed and warm and tingly inside. He made me feel special and in these dreams he would take me to a meadow full of beautiful flowers and trees. We would spend hours there, talking about books I had read over my lifetime. He would touch me in places where no one had ever touched me. I didn't know I could have these feelings. I certainly hadn't felt like this for anyone in my life!

Now sitting here in my room, it was time to go to class. The last year of college had begun and I couldn't wait to get it over with…..