Hello Everybody! I'm very excited to write this story, and hopefully I won't lose my inspiration over time, like I have many times before. This is my first fanfiction and story in general, so please cut me some slack. I hope you guys enjoy!

Btw, I decided to change Claire's age, because I wanted to have a little more of the Quil/Claire relationship to develop if I can find a place to fit that in. But this is still taking place sorta during BD. Also, my OC is a singer, so I'll be using popular songs (suggestions are welcome) as her own, and just to let you know, I really like Katy Perry, Adele, Charice, and others. (Korean songs too, but just for the rhythm, melodies, and danciness. Maybe I'll do some translations and just have her "sing" in what you guys think is Korean, but what characters think is English.)

P.S. She can dance too

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. That's Stephenie Meyer's thing.

~Seth POV~

"WAKE UP SETH!"

I jerked awake and tumbled out of bed in shock. What the heck? As I rubbed my head with a groan, I heard a chorus of throaty laughs and tinkling giggles directed at me. I opened one eye groggily, and glared lightly at "16" year old Quil and 13 year old Claire, who, might I add, were STILL laughing.

"What was that for?" I said, still annoyed at the two of them. I hadn't gotten much sleep because I was up late patrolling, so my usual easygoing happy attitude was definitely not making an appearance.

"Hey man," Quil said with a smile. "Claire wants to watch TV with you, so we came over. Apparently there's this new singer debuting or something, and she's interested. And by the way, you look awful. When did you turn into a panda?" He pointed at the bags under my eyes.

I gave him a look and said, "I heard sleeping only 2 hours a day changes people." Quil only laughed.

"Sorry for waking you up so early Seth," Claire said apologetically. "But I KNOW you won't want to miss this new singer. This girl, she's supposed to be the next big thing since, I don't know, someone who was a big thing!"

I grimaced at this. "I think I'll pass on this one." After all, I had only gotten back from patrolling 2 hours ago. The fatigue was seriously killing me, and I definitely needed more sleep. With Jake ranting on and on about how Bella was going to be killed after her wedding, Sam wanted us to be more alert than ever, get stronger, and on top of that, do it with no naps in between. In his world, "you snooze, you lose." So honestly, I needed my rest way more than I needed to see some girl sing and possibly begin her journey through tabloids as a drug addict, or potential prostitute.

I was about to flop back on the bed, when Claire whined, "SETH PLEASE! Don't you want to see who the next star is going to be? I heard she's pretty!"

Ok, I admit, I am a pretty crazy music follower. I guess I developed a passion for it. After getting all tall and feverish, I realized that I could pick things up more quickly too. I soon learned how to play the guitar and even sang some songs to Claire when she was younger, which probably explains why she always talks to me about the newest artists out there.

While I thought about everything, Claire was pouting like crazy, and Quil gave me a look that said, "If you make her upset I will rip your freakin' guts out and replace them with box jellyfish." Geez, those crazy imprinters, with all of their "I would die for you"s and "I will never let you be unhappy"s. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to imprint. I mean, it sounds pretty exciting, finding the love of your life. But then again, I would hate to walk around like a love struck puppy all the time, considering the fact that I'm still the youngest of the pack, and everyone thinks I'm soft enough as is because I don't find the Cullens completely evil and out to kill every person on earth.

Speaking of the Cullens, I honestly don't know what to do. I don't believe they're evil, just misunderstood. Why does everyone else have to hate them with a passion? Honestly, after Dr. Cullen healed Jake's shattered body after fighting those feral newborns, I had expected the treaty to become a little more lenient. I sure wanted to get to know them better, but it looked like everyone else was set on ripping them apart. But now was not the time to think about it. Quil was staring daggers at this point.

So, to save my head, I reluctantly got out of bed. (A/N:Rhyme! Lol, I'm such a geek…)I didn't even bother changing out of my pajamas before going downstairs and turning on the TV. Claire grabbed the remote and began flicking through the channels to find the right one.

"Where is everyone?" I asked, yawning and pulling one hand through my tousled bed head.

Quil sat down next to Claire. "They're all at Emily's discussing what to do about Bella and her leech," he spat. "We're not really sure what to do. Jake thinks she's going to become one and "die," so the treaty's void. But Sam is telling them to wait. They didn't want to wake you up 2 hours after you got home, and Emily was too busy to take care of Claire, so I'm here protecting her."

I snorted. Protecting, right. Watching TV was more like it. Finally, Claire got to the right channel, featuring some show called "The Next Big Thing." (A/N:Awful name, I know…) On the TV, a Ryan Seacrest wannabe walked up and introduced himself to the crowd.

"Ok everyone," he said when he was done. "Please put your hands together for the new girl on the block, Lily Mason!"

There was a cheer from the crowd (as well as a tiny squeak from Claire), as a blond girl with wavy hair walked up to the microphone. She was tall compared to other girls, but not to us werewolves. She had fair skin, and was wearing a turquoise collared shirt with tiny black stars splattered all over it underneath a grey vest with black buttons. Black skinny jeans and heels were snug on the lower half of her body, and the entire outfit was completed by the hat sitting on her head.

Claire's eyes were twinkling. "She's so pretty!" she gasped. "I wonder if she sings well."

I had to admit, Claire was right. The girl was hot, but in the beautiful way, you know? She seemed innocent, but alluring at the same time. I itched to hear her voice as she brought the microphone up to her mouth.

"Hey everyone!" she said excitedly. Her voice had a ringing quality to it. "My name is Lily Mason, and I'm so happy to be performing for you guys for the very first time!"

The camera zoomed in on her face, and I swept my eyes over her pink cheeks, her button nose, and finally, her violet eyes. Did I mention purple just became my favorite color? They shimmered in the light and seemed so authentic that they couldn't have been contacts (as a werewolf with enhanced senses I could just tell). I was immediately sucked into them, and I realized that she was definitely one special girl. She seemed beautiful from afar, but close up…she was stunning. She was the epitome of beauty…well, at least to me she was. It felt like everything around me slowed down, except for this girl. I couldn't keep my eyes away…what was this feeling? The universe shifted, and the only thing that left me attached was her: Lily Mason.

Quil must have noticed me gawking at her image on the TV eventually, because he started to shake my shoulders after I hadn't moved in a while.

"Seth," he said, alarmed, "SETH! What's wrong with you? Are you ok?"

I couldn't even bear to let my eyes wander from her face for a second. Quil was still frantically trying to get my attention, and finally crouched down in front of me and blocked my view.

"Get out of the way," I snarled. "I need to see her."

"HER?" Quil said, surprised. "Her, as in Lily Mason?" His eyes widened. "Holy crap, Seth… Lily Mason…YOU IMPRINTED ON LILY FREAKIN' MASON?"

Quil was so annoying. I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Yeah? So what if I did?" I snapped.

"Dude," Quil began, "She's going to be famous, you know. You can just tell from her looks," Claire and I both gave him the evil eye that sent him quickly backtracking, "I mean, her…her… uh… That's not the problem now. How do you think you're going to get her to fall in love with you, if she's out in LA all the time, and you're stuck in La Push forever protecting people from the bloodsuckers?"

I stared. He was right. How WAS this going to work? The more I thought about it, the deeper I frowned. I finally go and imprint, and there's no way to be with her? What the heck is up with that?

But a voice snapped me out of my thoughts. It was Lily, singing.

(Cue awesome song: One Day by Charice! I do not own! But I love it.)

Quil, Claire, and I were speechless. From an outsider's point of view, it would look like we had ALL just imprinted on Lily. She looked like she was having so much fun, and her voice. Her luscious, pure, and passionate voice. It resonated within my heart. Just hearing it made me fall in love with her even more. I needed her to be with me. If I couldn't get to her, I would just about die.

I know that was really cheesy and it sounds pretty messed up to fall in love with someone in less than 10 minutes, but hey, it's imprinting. What else can I do? With a newfound determination to retrieve my love, I stood up abruptly and ran out the door. Quil got up as well, with Claire, and began to follow me.

I ran as fast as I could to the place all of the other imprinters were sure to be: Sam and Emily's. Quil was still behind me, not wanting to leave Claire behind, but I knew he was following, so I didn't bother slowing down.

When I reached Sam's house, I barged in without knocking. After realizing how rude that was, I rubbed my head awkwardly, a blush forming on my cheeks (damn).

"Uh, hi," I said to the pack sitting around Emily's small table with mounds of breakfast foods piled on it.

"Seth," Sam asked calmly. "What are you doing here?"

Paul snickered. "And in your PAJAMAS no less!"

At that, the entire table began laughing at my idiocy. Even Sam suppressed a chuckle. I decided to let them get the giggles out of their systems, even though I was dying to share that I had imprinted.

"Guys, I-"

"YEAH I KNOW RIGHT! SETH IMPRINTED THAT'S SO AWESOME!"

The entire room turned to stare at Quil, who had just burst through the door with Claire on his back, like he was insane.

"Oh," he said sheepishly. "I thought Seth had already told you and, you know, I wanted to join in on the conversation, so I just started saying stuff… ok I know it was stupid. Sorry Seth."

I was about to tell Quil no harm done, but suddenly everyone was shouting and cheering and patting me on the back like I had won a Grammy or something.

"Congrats, Seth," Sam said while grinning.

"YOU IMPRINTED?" Jake practically screamed.

Paul groaned. "Great, another one of those lovesick dorks to share thoughts with all day."

Jared on the other hand was actually mildly interested. "Who was it? C'mon tell us!"

Finally, (I guess the walls were shaking too hard or maybe Sam was just impatient) Sam used his Alpha voice to silence us.

"Let Seth talk," he ordered. Sam turned to me and nodded, urging me to explain what had happened.

I took a deep breath and told them everything. The words were spilling out of my mouth. The more I blabbered, the more hopeless it seemed. I would never get Lily Mason to look my way. At the end of my story I sighed, while everyone else just stared at me.

Emily walked in from the kitchen and broke the silence. "Oh you poor thing!" she said with a small frown. If Emily didn't even think it was possible, then it definitely wasn't. Darn it all.

I threw my face in my hands. "What am I supposed to do?" I growled. "I don't know if I can live through the agony of seeing her on TV every now and then, then getting married to some heartthrob celebrity, maybe even having some of his kids! I can't possibly win her over while I'm in La Push, and even if I COULD see her in LA, what would she see in a socially awkward Quileute dude who stares at her like she's the only girl in the world? She'd be totally weirded out!"

"You said it, not me," Paul chuckled.

I whipped around and snarled at him. I was about to tackle him before Jake stepped in.

"Shut up, Paul," he said calmly, while Paul just snorted in the background. Have I ever mentioned how much Paul irritates the hell out of me?

"Come on Seth," Quil tried to reason with me. "You may be a Quileute, not that there's anything wrong with that, but you're also a freakin' WEREWOLF. 'S not like some celebrity like Justin Beiber can do that. Go on, whip out the werewolf charm."

Leah punched Quil lightly in the arm and spoke to me for the first time since I told them about Lily. "I'm happy for you, baby bro," she said slowly, as if planning her words carefully. "But…can't you just forget about her? I don't want you to get hurt."

My eyes widened, and I took in a sharp breath. "Leah, she's my IMPRINT! I can't forget about her. How could you even say that?" I practically yelled.

Her voice rose up a notch too as she stood up from Em's kitchen table. "Well I hate to break it to you Seth, but do you honestly think you stand a chance? At this rate, you're going to end up ALONE. FOREVER. You'll have to watch her have some other man's kids and I don't want to see you slowly kill yourself in despair, alright?" She threw her hands in the air, as if she was giving up, and sank down into her chair.

I couldn't take it anymore. I growled wildly and flung myself out the door, while whipping my pants off and blatantly ignoring the cries to come back from behind me. I ran into the nearby forest and phased.

The scent of pure earth was usually relaxing, but this time nothing could calm me down. My guts were churning, my lungs were burning, and I wanted nothing more than to rip my heart out. It hurt so much. I kept thinking about her smile, her hair, hervoice, and most of all hereyes. My mind screamed for Lily as my heart screamed for her love.

After running for a good 20 minutes, I finally heard the faint shimmer of another member of the pack phasing. It was Leah.

Back off Leah.I said, while continuing to run.

Geez, Seth. She said in a tired voice. I'm sorry, ok?

You know I've never imprinted, and I probably never will. I just didn't want to lose you, and know that even my baby brother is going to fall in love and have a happily ever after while I'm stuck as a dog. A DOG. I'm literally a bitch. GOD!

I felt some sympathy for her. She was my sister after all. Apology accepted, I said simply. So, what did the pack say after I ran out?

Leah let the images flow from her mind. I saw the pack contemplating what to do about me. When I finally got to the part where they made their decision, I held my breath.

"We need all the wolves we can get right now, with the Cullens on the rise, and Bella with them," I heard Sam say. My muzzle drooped a little.

But I quickly perked up when I heard him say, "But we can't keep a wolf from his imprint. It's not right. As Alpha I declare that Seth will be granted the opportunity to see his imprint for one week every month, at her closest location to La Push. Do you all accept my decision?" The guys nodded their heads. Even Leah ended up allowing one short bob.

The excitement was too much to bear. I let loose a long and refreshing howl. Maybe I had a chance with Lily Mason after all!

So…what did you guys think? Honestly, I'll probably be writing this even if you guys don't like it because this idea has just been plaguing my mind, and I need to get it out! I would love to hear future song suggestions / critiques, because as I said in the beginning, I'm really new to writing stories. So PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks again for reading!

Lil