It was my first day living here in La Push, Washington. There was so much rain. I liked it. It reminded me of Vancouver. It rained a lot in Vancouver.

But, life in Vancouver just wasn't for me. Not with my mother anyways. Moving here was best for both of us. She is convinced I will be getting into less trouble down here and I can pretend she doesn't exist. So far, it was working out pretty well. And it's had only been eighteen hours!

I pushed my way through the crowded halls of my new high school. I knew this town had a small number of people but that didn't mean the school hallways had to be smaller. We still needed space.

A glance at the paper the secretary gave me told me I was getting close to my new locker. 345, 346, 347...

348. I dropped my books on the ground next to my locker and twisted the lock open. Grade eleven and I get a full size locker. My old school was so crowded I didn't have a locker. It was terrible having to carry my books around in my backpack all day. I still had shoulder problems from that.

I threw in the text books I wouldn't need today and taped a copy of my schedule to the back wall of my locker, when I was done I slammed it shut and threw the lock back on.

Locker, check. Okay, Now I just have to figure out where my classrooms are. I let out a groan. This wouldn't be so bad if I didn't have a terrible sense of direction, I swear I don't even know the back of my hand.

I bit the thin ring on the right side of my bottom lip as I walked quickly through the halls dodging other people to get to class on time.

My first day of classes was easy enough. The teachers were just going over some review from last year and telling us about their classroom rules. They all have the same rules and all give out the same speech. I don't see why we have to sit through it for every class; why not just give it to us once and then let us go? We did have other things to do with our lives. Well, some of us. Though I'm not sure I classify in that category… I wish I did. All I want out of life right now is a break, some calm. I don't want the same old boring things over and over again but, I really needed a brake and a fresh start right now.

After school I rode my bike home. It was raining the whole time, not that I expected anything else in this area.

At home I shrugged out of my wet rain coat and converse and went to the kitchen to make some coffee.

I loved living in La Push. I had only been here for a day but it was amazing. I'll admit I loved Vancouver even more. I missed all of beautiful British Colombia. Not just Vancouver. But La Push was amazing. The forests were so lush and green even in the always, grey weather. Plus, everything was so new and interesting to me.

The house I was staying in used to be my grandmothers. Emily invited me to stay with her but I didn't want to bother her, I also liked the idea of living on my own. My mom just wanted me out of the way. So I heard a friend was going to drive to California to see some friends and I asked him to drop me off at Forks.

My jacket had not even dried yet but I was supposed to go over to Emily's for dinner to meet her husband and their son and some of their friends. I just made sure to clean my snakebites. They were still new; I had just gotten them last week. I wanted to get them done on my sixteenth but I decided to wait a little while longer to decide what I wanted. I chose snakebites in the end; one thin silver ring through each side of my bottom lip. They hurt, but it was definitely worth it.

I put my still wet rain jacket and converse back on and went to get my bike. It isn't a long to ride down to Emily's, only about fifteen minutes.

I knocked on the door when I got there and Emily opened it, hurrying me in.

"So good to see you again Lynn," she hugged me. The scars on her face weren't as strong when I last saw her, about a month after she got them. It seemed like for ever since I'd been down here.

"You too," I smiled.

"Nice to see you again," called Sam from the living room.

I just smiled at him. I was used to having to look up to people, but he was taller than I was used to. But then again, at sixteen, I was only five foot two so most people that I knew towered over me. Still, it's not every day you see someone as tall as Sam.

Emily led me to the kitchen where baby Kyle was sitting in a high chair, waving around a spoon with his left hand.

"Hey Kyle, sweetie," I smiled at him and he laughed. We'd only met once before but we got along well. Which is a lot coming from me; normally I have no patience with little kids.

I helped Emily with cooking and setting the table. There must be a lot of people coming over with all the food we were making; potatoes, fish, meat, salad, chicken pot pie, a sort of stew and the list went on.

"They eat a lot," Emily said and then laughed when she saw the look on my face.

I rolled my eyes and laughed along with her. What is the point of me dieting if I was just going to eat dinner here? Emily is a great cook and I had absolutely no will power.

Soon there were a lot of people, including Emily, Sam, Kyle and I, crowded around the table enjoying Emily's amazing cooking. All of the guys were tall. All reaching at least six feet.

I met Quill and Embry for the first time but Claire and I had obviously met before seeing as we were cousins.

I was introduced to the Clearwater's. Leah didn't seem like the kind of person that smiled much but Seth, that kid was sunshine in a bottle.

"And now you just haven't met Jacob. He's just visiting his girlfriend. She moves around a lot so they like to be able to see each other whenever they get the chance," Seth explained to me while stuffing potatoes into his mouth.

I nodded and took a sip of my water.

Dinner was fun. The guys all joked around and Emily and Leah were scolding them a lot but you could tell they were laughing along silently as well.

"So Lynn, what grade did you say you were in now?" Sam asked me.

"Eleven," I told him smiling. My favourite part of any conversation. The part where they stare at me wide eyed and tell me I look way older than that. It was nice when I was fourteen and looked eighteen. Made getting into 18+ movies loads easier.

Paul gave me a funny look for a second, "You look a lot older than that."

I laughed, "I get that a lot."

After dinner Emily and I were putting the dishes into the sink. The front door opened and another guy walked in.

He was really tall. Like I said, I'm only 5'2 so I have to look up to most people, but this guy was huge. He looked to be about twenty-five and had tanned skin and dark brown hair and a perfect body. I felt my face heat up and I bit my lip. This guy was pretty hot.

"Jacob!" Emily scolded, although she sounded sarcastic to me "You're late. For a minute I thought you weren't going to come."

"And miss your delicious cooking?" Jacob's eyes widened in mock disbelief, "Never."

The guys just laughed and Jacob rolled his eyes at them and grinned. Emily dragged him towards the kitchen table for some food. Not that he argued. Is it just me, or do all these guys eat like pigs?

"Lynn, this is Jacob, Jacob, this is Lynn," Emily introduced us, "Can you please go grab a plate for him sweetie?"

I nodded. Jacob and I shared a quick smile and then I turned back into the kitchen and grabbed a plate. I hated being short. It involved not being able to reach the plates because Emily kept them on the top shelf. I swear I felt Jacob staring at me the whole time.

I finally managed to get one down and put it on the table in front of him. He muttered a quick thanks. My eyes met his for a second and my heart jumped. He had warm dark eyes smiling up at me.

The game they were watching on TV in the living room could be heard in the kitchen. When Jacob was done he grinned at me then went to the living room and Emily and I started on the dishes.

"So how do you like it here so far?" Emily asked me, a knowing smile spread across her face.

"It's nice I guess," I shrugged and saw her smile falter for a second, "but, I mean, it is only my first day. I'm sure I'll grow to like it soon enough."

"I think you will," Emily laughed. It sounded like she knew something I didn't, so I raised an eyebrow at her. In response, she simply shook her head with a grin.

"Hey Em?" said Jacob, appearing through the doorway, "let me finish the dishes, go enjoy the game."

"Sure," Emily threw the drying cloth at Jacob then left for the living room.

"Hey," said Jacob.

"Hi," I sounded lame. Who the hell says 'hi' these days?

"So where're you from?" he asked.

"Vancouver, Canada."

Jacob laughed, "So all the rain we get here isn't anything new to you?"

"Definitely not. I don't mind either way though. I like the rain and the cold weather. I actually think it's very... nice."

"A few days of our crappy weather and people can't wait to get out of here," Jacob took the cold wet plate from my hands.

"I don't see what the big deal is. It was, I admit, slightly annoying getting all wet on my way to school and then having to sit through my classes like that," I shrugged.

"I see, what grade are you in?" he asked. I laughed a little. Here it was again, my favourite part.

"Eleven. Graduating this year I hope," I smiled.

"You look older than that, despite that fact that you're like two inches tall," he said, "So your some real smart-ass that gets straight A's all the time, no exceptions?"

"Sort of," No, I just enjoyed living. When you have a mother that would kill you for bad grades, then straight A's are nice. Plus the faster I get out of high school the better. I hate it. It is so boring and annoying and wastes lots of time, "And I am not two inches tall. I'm sixty two inches tall. There's a difference."

"You're still short, kid," he laughed.

"How old are you?" I asked him.

"Nineteen," he grinned.

"Getting old there?" I joked. I always came up with the worst jokes ever.

"Hey! Age is just a number, anyways. I'm young at heart."

****

My alarm clock was a painfully rude awakening that I got to look forward to every morning.

I forced myself to crawl out of bed and go to the kitchen for breakfast. Getting dressed can wait. No, forget getting dressed, there's nothing wrong with me going in my pyjamas is there? With a sigh I told myself that that probably wouldn't have been the best idea.

After my usual cheerios breakfast, I got dressed and headed for school.

I locked my bike in the usual spot and ran to my first class. Science.

Of course my first class of the day had to be my least favourite. I felt my eyes sliding shut and I honestly did try my best to stay awake, but when you've got a teacher like Mr. Cril it's all but impossible.

At home, I spent the day unpacking my stuff. Emily came over to help for a little while with Kyle.

By the end of the day, I'd finally gotten the book shelves to be done just the way I wanted in my new bedroom. I smiled at myself proudly and went to find something to make for dinner.

My fridge was practically empty so Emily told me we'd have dinner at her place. Deciding to go buy food after dinner, we made our way to Emily's.

Sam was off with the guys somewhere so it was just Emily, Kyle and I for dinner that night. Emily and I watched some lame cooking show as Kyle played with the TV remote which he suddenly found fascinating.

"You were right," I said, "The other day I mean, when you said I would grow to like this place more."

"I thought you might," Emily nodded, "You and Jacob seem to have gotten along well the other night."

"He's alright," I shrugged. I did like him though. He was sweet and funny and could actually keep a good conversation without staring at my chest the entire time. That was something I really appreciated. Plus, he was crazy hot.

Emily smiled a little and shook her head.

"What?" I asked, "You keep getting that look on your face. What do you know that I don't?"

"Nothing," she answered a little too quickly, along with a shrug. She fought to keep a straight face. Obviously not a battle she was going to win. She knew something. Even if she didn't, that expression she got was starting to bug me. Probably nothing to do with me. I should just stay out of it. After all, curiosity did kill the cat.

Yes! I am back from the dead! Well, not quite dead but I might as well have been dead to this site. I'm back now. With, obviously, a new story. I hope you guys enjoy reading it as much as I loved writing it and make my day by dropping off a review on your way out so I know what you think of my newest story.

Yours truly,

Michelle