"Claire! School starts in twenty minutes. Hurry up!"

"I'm coming. I'm coming. Geez. Calm down!"

Claire stood in front of her full length mirror clad in only a pair of black cigarette styled skinny jeans and a black bra.

"What to wear? What to wear?" she mumbled to herself as she looked at the possible options sprawled out on her bed. She finally decided on a plum fitted tank with a plunging neckline and her leather jacket. She's back in La Push. She knew she would need the jacket.

Claire had lived in California for just about her whole life. She had moved there from Washington at the age of three. She had visited Washington, La Push to be exact, maybe three times in all the seventeen years she had been alive. She hated it, and she hated the fact that now she lived here instead of California.

"Claire!" her mother yelled up the stairs.

"I'm coming!" she yelled back as she slid on her black converses.

"I hope you have a good first day." Her mother told her as she made it to the bottom of the stairs.

"Yeah, yeah whatever. See you later."

Her mother didn't see miffed by the brush off and attempted to give her young daughter a hug but was shaken off.

"Don't forget we are having dinner at my sister's house tonight. So come home straight after school."

"It's not like there is anything to do in this pathetic town anyways." Claire mumbled as she walked out the door.

Claire strutted down the long driveway towards her car. You never know who could be watching, and she knew her ass looked really good in those jeans.

When she got in her car, she took out the piece of crumpled up paper that her mother had given to her the previous day. On it were detailed directions on how to get to school.

"Please mother, like I could possibly get lost in this town." Claire scoffed as she threw the piece of paper into the floorboard. Claire peeled out of the driveway with a squeal that she couldn't even hear over the volume of her music.

Claire was halfway to school when her car sputtered to a stop.

"What the hell? You have got to be kidding me."

Claire tried to start her car but was met with a noise she knew no car was supposed to make.

"Great. Fan-fucking-tastic." She mumbled to herself.

Now what am I supposed to do?

She got out of her car, grabbed her purse, and began walking to school knowing that her mom would shit a brick if she didn't show up for her first day. It was drizzling lightly but this was no surprise to Claire seeing as she was in one of the dreariest towns in the country. Claire had only been walking about five minutes when she heard a car behind her. She glanced behind her to see the car slowing down until it was pulled up beside her. If this had of happened in California, Claire would have taken off running, but being in La Push where the crime rate is practically non-existent, she wasn't too worried.

"Need a lift?"

Claire glanced over to see a young man maybe in his early twenties. He had dark black hair that was cropped short, tan russet skin, and a cut body that Claire could clearly see since he wasn't wearing a shirt.

Well that's odd. How is he not freezing?

"I-uh yeah…my car stopped working." She told the young man hesitantly, not so sure if she should be accepting a ride from a stranger.

"Oh, well if you want, I could look at your car later. I own an auto shop a couple miles down the road." The young man offered.

"Really? Yeah, thanks that would be great."

People in small towns really are nice.

"Hop on in." he told her. "You'll catch a cold in the rain."

Claire had actually forgotten about the rain. She walked around to the passenger side and let herself in. She caught a glimpse of her hair in the side mirror and groaned.

"I hate rain." She grumbled as she tried to smooth out her strands.

The guy let out a snort of laughter. "Well you better get used to it. All it does is rain here."

"I'm learning that." Claire replied looking out the window disdainfully.

"Did you just move here or something?" The tan guy asked Claire as he sent sides glance her way.

She's pretty hot. Too bad she's so young though.

"Yeah, my mom and I moved here from California." Claire replied. Her thoughts ran back to her old life and how much she missed it.

"Well, La Push isn't so bad. The people are nice. You'll get used to it." The boy told her in hopes of cheering her up. It was obvious she missed her old life. "I'm Jacob by the way."

"Nice to meet you Jacob." She smiled. "I'm Claire."

All of a sudden Claire felt herself being thrown forward as Jacob slammed on the brakes, and if it weren't for the seatbelt, she probably would have flown through the windshield.

Trying to catch her breath, Claire glared over at Jacob to see what the hell his problem was. The look on his face surprised her. His eyes were wide and he looked like he had just seen a ghost. Then all of a sudden his face broke out into a grin.

"Holy shit." He whispered to himself amazed.

AN: This is just an idea I've had for a while. I would really love it if y'all would review and let me know what you thought. Thanks!