I had another version of this story but to be honest it sucked. Haha so I recreated it with the help of my beta, and muse s. f. james! I hope everyone likes it (and reviews of course) I do not own anything(: this takes place between New Moon and Eclipse, Seth has phased THANK YOU S F JAMES FOR HELPING ME AND MAKING THIS POSSIBLE,(:

"Another day is going by

I'm thinking about you all the time

But you're out there,

And I'm here waiting!"

I bellowed at the top of my lungs and pranced around. Now, before you ask, yes, I am one of those girls who dances around in her underwear and a tank top, singing into a hairbrush. And before you ask, yes, I was doing exactly that to a Simple Plan song, when Seth bursted into my room at eight in the morning, When he saw what I was doing he paused...and then burst into a fit of laughter.

"My God, Dicey! Don't quit your day job!" he managed to get out between his guffaws. "Shut up!" I snapped playfully and then my pillow went airborne at his head. "Now get out, I've gotta get dressed." I laughed.

"Yeah, I noticed" he replied, pointedly looking at my legs before leaving the room.

From downstairs I heard Paul growl out a warning and then the sounds of a head being thoroughly hit followed quickly after. An exclamation of pain echoed after it and I grinned before placing my hairbrush down. Sometimes, having a protective big brother with wolf-y hearing had its perks.

I heard Paul mutter a little to loudly, something along the lines of "too early," and maybe throw a little bit of "smartass" into the cocktail. Damn strait it was to early, eight o' clock is just repulsive, I shuddered at the thought because this was our 'first day of school delay'; we were slacking now, but after today our wake up call time was six. Ugh. School.

Since I'd already showered and brushed my teeth all I had to do was get dressed. Thankfully, my hair had already dried straight and I didn't have to do anything with it. It didn't take me long while searching through my closet to realize that the big guy upstairs must hate La Push. I mean seriously, it was probably 67 degrees outside but, of course, it just had to be raining. Finally though, I decided on a pair of white jean cutoff shorts and my black and white fox racing hoodie, eventually adding my checkered Vans to the outfit. Taking a look in the mirror I saw the same thing I saw everyday and groaned. Pin straight, flat, chocolate brown hair that had been naturally highlighted by the sun, skin that was tan but not completely russet and, of course, eyes as green as the thick trees in the forest surrounding our middle of nowhere town.

I had always known that I wasn't completely Quileute; that, in reality, Paul and I were only half siblings. But after my parents had left for good, Seth and I used that ten extra bucks I'd saved up and got my birth certificate shipped to us. Turns out I was right. Who knew who my real father was.

I can't remember much of that night, the one where my parents just disappeared, leaving nothing but a note for Paul and I. Basically, all I remember was being so scared because Paul was having some sort of break down. He started shaking really bad and then the next thing I knew, Sam Ulley was suddenly in my house and I was living with Seth and Leah for the next two weeks.

Those had probably been the best two weeks of my life. Sue was always nice and even though Leah was angry most of the time, she was like an older sister to me. In fact, if it wasn't for her, I would probably think I was a boy. But the best part—even better than the fact that I was allowed to miss school until Paul came home—was the fact that I got to stay with Seth 24/7.

We slept on his old futon, snuggled together, and whispered and laughed as if we were little kids again. We'd watched movies and thrown popcorn at each other; he found a tiny spot in the woods that we claimed as ours, and ended up camping at for two days until Harry picked us both up and carried us home.

Home. That word always makes me think of Seth.

"DICEY, if you're eating then get down here! The other boys are coming and I wont fight them off; those bastards tag team!" Paul yelled from downstairs, breaking me from my reverie.

Chuckling, I trudged downstairs and found Jared, his girlfriend Kim and Seth all sitting at the kitchen table. Paul was standing by the sink with a bowl of my Lucky Charms in one hand and a carton of milk in the other. But of course, he hadn't bothered to put them together, that would have been a nice thing to do, oh no, he got one look at my shorts and there went the milk, running down his arm and onto the counter. Guess I'm eating it dry, I thought almost ruefully, but taking one look at my favorite shorts and I just rolled my eyes. Paul could get over it.

"No, no, no. Go change. Now." He stared down where he thought more fabric should be, but only saw my bare thighs.

"Chillax bro, I look fine." I rolled my eyes and poured the cereal in my mouth..sans spoon...and milk.

"Yeah, I think she looks great." a voice added and I turned to see Collin leaning against the entryway.

sThe cereal came out of my mouth as soon as the glares came out on Seth and Paul's faces. Obviously, Collin didn't see the perturbed looks they were both giving him. Either that or he had decided ignore them. Sometimes though, ignoring them isn't the smartest move. Judging by the fact that Seth decided to grab an orange off the counter and chuck it at his head. Collin ducked just in time and the fruit splattered against the wall.

"Where are the others?" I asked before Seth could throw anything else.

As soon as the words had left my mouth, Hillary and Embry came in with Jake, Quil and Leah trailing behind them.

"We're missing Collin's other half and Maria." Leah informed us as she absently surveyed her nails.

Even though I should've known better than to ask where they were, I did anyways. Hey, it was early and I wasn't thinking straight, you can't blame me.

"Go ahead and go out there if you want to see that," Hillary wrinkled her nose. Jake rolled his eyes in irritated agreement while Leah laughed and nudged him in the ribs, giving him a cheeky smile.

"I wouldn't be talking Jacob, he's getting more action than you or Quil." I spoke up, smirking.

Leah hooted happily and reached around Seth to give me a high-five. Jake and Quil however, were not impressed. Not in the least. If looks could kill, I would've been one dead chick by the way the aforementioned guys were glaring at me.

"Seriously, Dice, did you really have to go there?" Quil asked, more upset than anything.

"Yeah," Jake agreed "That is not our fault. That comment was below the belt, Dice."

Quil mumbled something about having to go use the bathroom, which left Jake pouting by himself and Leah eating up every ounce of someone else being picked on for their love life for once.

"You guys ready to go?" Jared asked, turning away from Kim.

Since he had his license, he was the one we made drive us all to school. It probably helped that he had a huge van that could actually fit everyone in it. A chorus of "yeahs" answered his question but before I could say it, Seth pulled on my arm and got up.

"Dice and I are going to walk, okay?" he told them, suddenly serious.

I looked out the window and saw that it was still raining. I snorted and shook my head. Was he crazy? "Speak for yourself, best friend. I ain't going out in that."

I started for the door and had almost made it when his hand curled back around my wrist, dragging me to a stop. Grunting, I turned around to face him, cocking one hip and raising an eyebrow.

"What?" I asked annoyed that I didn't know why he was acting this way.

He said nothing and instead, blushed a nice shade of red. He kept a firm hold on my arm until we heard the sound of the van's motor start up. I gritted my teeth and narrowed my eyes at my so called 'best friend'. He was so going to pay for this.

"Don't worry about it," he said once the van's noises had faded away. "Let's go." I let out an all-suffering sigh but nodded. After grabbing my raincoat and backpack, the two of us headed for the front door. Guess I was walking to school. Happy First Day to me.