Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Twilight characters or plots. I only own the new characters.

Summary:

Misty hasn't had the best luck with boys but after her friends push her to go out with the player of the school, she finds herself deeper in love than ever before. She is so lost in him that she doesn't know what to do anymore. What will happen with secrets rise and Paul is in on them? Will she have to choose between her best friend and her new true love? What will her family think of this new guy? Will Misty's life de-rail before she can take control?

This is my first story on Fanfiction, I have written some before but never posted them. I hope you guys like it and I will try to update every week. This is just the prologue and first chapter. The chapter is like an intro but still very important to the story.

Prologue

As I looked at him, I couldn't believe that he had chosen me. Out of all the girls that he could have had, he chose me. The broken girl, the one that most guys wanted but didn't want to deal with all the things she came with. He was so willing to fight for me and do whatever it took to keep us together. It was a rough to road getting here but I hoped that things would stay this good.

"I might come out to see you." My mom told me.

"Really?" I asked; I didn't try to sound excited, because she has said this before and something always came up. I knew it wasn't her fault or my dad's it was just hard now.

"Yeah, I just have to see if I can get a caregiving to come and stay for a few days."

"Oh, well don't worry if you can't."

"I miss you."

"I miss you too, mom." I glanced at the clock. "Listen, I have to go, okay?"

"Yeah, sure. I love you."

"Love you too."

The school bell ripped me from my thoughts about my mom. She had talk about a week ago and she hadn't called since. I knew her and my father got busy but it didn't make it any easier. They were taking care of my dad's parents; they both had Alzheimer's disease. It was getting worse and they couldn't take care of themselves much anymore. My parents left when I was thirteen to take care of them. I lived with my older brothers at the moment.

"So what do you think?" Kim asked me.

"What?" I asked, I didn't release she had been talking to me.

"About me spending the night."

"Oh, yeah sure."

"You okay?"

"Yeah, just thinking about my parents."

"How long as it been?"

"A week." I explained as I grabbed a burger and fries from the counter.

"You should call her."

I shook my head as I paid. "No, it only makes it worse."

She paid and we went to our table. I sat down next to probably my best guy friend, Embry. "Hey, how was class?" he asked surveying my plate.

"Fine." I replied and handed him the burger.

He smiled and took it, "So what are you doing today?"

"I don't know, Kim it spending the night. You could come over."

"Um, no thanks. I don't really want to me around a bunch of girls all night."

"So, you're just going to go home and play video games all night." Jake told him.

Embry glared at him as I laughed, "Oh, I forgot, ketchup." I got up and went to the counter. I grabbed some ketchup and headed back to the table. My phone buzzed as I was walking so I looked at it.

I hot someone warm and hard. I felt myself fall and before I could catch myself, someone grabbed my wrist and pulled me up. I looked up saw the face of none other than Paul Lahote.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah." I replied as he dropped my arm. "Thanks." I mumbled and walked away. I sat back down at my table and Embry was staring at me.

"What was that about?" He asked, taking the ketchup.

"Nothing, I fell." I explained.

"Yeah after running into him." Jake added.

"Well' it's not like I meant to."

"Honestly, Kim I don't know who you stand him." Embry told her around the food in his mouth.

Kim shrugged, "He's Jared best friend. He's not that bad once you get to know him."

Embry and Jake snorted. "Sure." Paul Lahote was, well, the resident man-whore of the reservation. He got around with a lot of girls and almost all the girls thought he was a walking sex god. They thought he was just the best until he broke up with them or just didn't want them anymore. Although there were some that just kept coming back no matter how many times they hooked up. I really don't care much for him; I mean I saw him now and again because his best friend Jared was my cousin. Paul always respected me and didn't treat me like just another girl, but I always thought that was because I was related to Jared.

"Hey, Coz." Jared smiled as he sat down in between me and Kim. He leaned over and kissed Kim. He and Kim have been dating for I think three months now; it was just great for them. I was happy for him but didn't like being single with so many couples around me. "So how's life with my favorite cousin?"

I looked at him, "Fine, what do you want?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to come see you."

"Oh." I went back to eating my fries and not paying attention to him. I looked up when I heard a familiar and irritating voice. I saw my ex-boyfriend, who loved flaunting his new girlfriend in front of me. When we broke up it was because he didn't think I was committed enough for him so now he tried to hurt me in every way. I sighed and pushed away my food, seeing him just made me physically sick. I looked at Embry, "Do you want ditch the rest of the day?"

"Yeah sure." He replied and got up. I looked at Kim and she nodded. I smiled and left the Cafeteria with Embry we got into his car. "Where to?"

"I don't care, anywhere." I replied and he started driving. We ended up going to his house since his mom was out. We went back to his bedroom and I flopped on to his bed. "I'm so tired of that guy."

"Hey don't let him bother you. You don't need him. You'll find the perfect guy for you." Embry assured and flopped down next to me.

Embry and I had known each other since we were kids. My mom helped his mom when she was struggling to find some place to leave after she was knocked up. Embry and I were pretty much comfortable with each other; the only thing we really didn't feel comfortable with would be getting naked and stuff like that. Embry had kissed once, he was my first kiss but we never did it again.

"So what do you want to do?" He asked me.

"I don't know; I have to go home so Kim can come over but we have two hours." I replied and rolled on to my side.

"You want to play video games, go to the beach, and watch porn."

I laughed, "No."

He laughed and got off the bed. "Well, why not watch a movie."

"Okay." I agreed and sat up on the bed. He put the movie in and got us some popcorn. We spent the next two hours we were supposed to be in school watching a movie.

When it was over and I kind of figured that Kim would be out of school I asked Embry to drive me home.

When I got home, I was met by my brother Tristan. "Where were you sis? Jake said you left early."

"Yeah, I was kind of tired of being at school. I went to Embry's house." I explained.

"Oh, okay. I thought maybe you were sick or something."

"No, just wanted to get my weekend started." I headed up stairs, "Oh by the way, Kim is spending the night."

"Okay, I'll order pizza."

Tristan was a year older than me. He was our party animal of the house. He liked to party, have fun, and miss school. He planned on just opening up his own dirt bike shop. He liked the small town life, he wasn't about to leave it.

My next older brother was Roan, he was our adopted brother. His mother was on drugs and didn't really want him so my parents took him. Before we legally adopted him, he was over all the time. When he got older we gave him the chose to go back with his mom but when his mom found out that he was gay, she refused. She was the only one that had a problem, even his guy friends were okay with it.

Ryan was next in line, he was twenty-one. He was our tech nerd and our mechanic. He was working at becoming a cop. He, like Tristan, wasn't in a hurry to leave the small town but he wasn't against it. Becoming a cop would open opportunities and he could leave. He was dating some girl right now that we didn't much care for but we didn't have to date her.

Bronson was the oldest brother, he was twenty-seven. He was in the Marines and had been deployed once already. He was the one that took care of us while my parents were gone. He wanted to leave the small town but he couldn't because of us. I felt bad keeping him here but if he had left he would have never met his fiancé, Jess. They were happy together and we were happy for them.

My brother's all looked similar, they had brown-ish hair and somewhat tan. I was like the adopted child in the family. Even Roan looked more like them than I did. I had blonde hair and green eyes. My skin was kind of tan-ish but it looked like I just lay in the sun a few times. My brothers loved to tease me that I was the adopted one and Roan wasn't.