Chapter 1

Seth's POV~

It was another cold day in La Push –no surprise there- that day 10 years ago.

My mom dragged me out of bed, along with my sister Leah, to meet the new

people that moved in down the street. The small village-like city didn't get many

new comers.

I was seven years old and cranky. It was a Saturday and I was up at seven am.

I pulled my gray sweater over my shaggy black hair; I wasn't too fond of scissors near

my head at that time, nor am I now.

"Oh heavens, Leah!" my mom, Sue, had exclaimed. "She doesn't have any boys!"

My older, boy crazy sister threw down her brush. "The why am I going?!" Leah complained.

My mother ignored her and shoved a plate covered with tin foil in my arms. "Carry that

please, Seth." She asked. I muttered non-sense under my breath, but carried it as I was

hurried out the door. My mother's child-hood friend had moved back in town and she was ecstatic.

A short while later we arrived at the small white house with brown trims. My mom knocked

anxiously, a smile plastered on her face. A prettyish lady opened the door. She had a short bob

cut, her hair unnaturally black and her eyes green. They had a small sparkle, which looked as if

they had dulled out. She had pink, full lips and rosy cheeks-strange how much I remember.

"Sue!" the lady yelled. "Caroline!" Apparently that was her name- Caroline Niigato. "Skylar!"

Caroline called into the house. A stubborn voice answered. "My name's Sky and I'm not coming!"

aroline smiled back at us. "This is going to get ugly." She warned. She raced up the stairs in the

house and a moment later hurried back carrying a struggling girl under her arm.

Apparently our parents shared parenting techniques. The girl, Sky, was set down.

"Honey, these are the Clearwater's. Remember, mommy's friends?"

Sky had light brown hair and her skin, flushed from her struggle, was a light tan.

Her eyes, contrast to her hair, were a clear liquid blue. They had a devious edge to them.

She was short and freckles dotted around her perfect, petite nose.

Sky rolled her eyes at her mother. Apparently she knew perfectly well who we were,

and she wasn't pleased. "This is Sue, Leah, and Seth." I looked at the girl again. She was cute,

despite her scowl. The feeling wasn't mutual.

"I thought you said the boy was cute!" She complained. Ouch.

Caroline's eyes widened and she quickly gave me an apologetic smile.

"Please ignore her. She's only five; she doesn't know what she's saying."

Sky huffed a sigh.

Apparently that was a common line she heard often.

I tried to make amends. I stepped forward, holding the plate out to the

short girl. "Here, we made you, uh, cookies." I guessed correctly. Sky hesitated

before sticking out her tongue and dashing behind her mom's leg. I frowned,

gripping the plate, a hurt expression on my face. I had a snarky reply that I forced

myself to hold back. Both our mothers sighed.

That was the first day I met Sky Niigato.

Sky's POV~

I had snorted, that day ten years ago. My mother sighed. "Please. Honey, don't be a brat."

I winced at the commonly used word. My mom laid down her small glass which I later learned

was a shot. I sat at the table, five years old, listening to my mom talk.

"Seriously, don't act up. Please." She gave me the smile she usually had after taking her

shots -a goofy one- to calm herself down, or so she claimed. I glared at her, unammused.

I was a snotty kid, my dad having died a few moths earlier, my mom had changed. And so did I.

I ran upstairs and slammed my door. I sat on my window sill, staring out at the grey sky.

"She has a cute son!" My mom called.

I scoffed. As if that made a difference. I closed m eyes tightly, hoping I'd be back in

New York with my dad and my puppy. A happy family. My mom was now just disoriented.

No such luck. I opened them to a plain, dark green room. I felt my eyes burn, tears threatening to

spill out. I calmed myself down by gripping the cross necklace my father had given me.

I hadn't been to church since he died. As I began to get carried away in my thoughts, I

heard a knock on the door. No! I shot into my closet. Fice seconds later I heard my mom

call my name. "Skylar!" I clentched my teeth. What a stupid name. "My name's Sky! And

I'm not coming!"

I heard footsteps and my door was thrown open. "Get out here!" My mother hissed threw

her teeth. I stayed quiet but she went straight to my closet. She grabbed me, threw me under
her arm and ran downstairs. I was set down and the boy infront of me quickly caught my eye.

He was taller than me by two inches and wore a grey hoody with baggy jeans.

His dark black hair was shaggy, coming down past his chin. His black eyes seemed

to dance and smile as if they had a mind of their own. His skin was a dark brown,

almost red, and threw his slightly parted, peach lips I could see straight white teeth.

"Honey, these are the Clearwater's. Remember? Mommy's friends." I rolled my eyes.

I wasn't stupid; of course I remembered. "This is Sue, Leah, and Seth." I looked at the

boy again. She wasn't lieing when she said he was cute.

But I'd never admit it.

Feeling mean, the scowl on my face grew. "I thought you said the boy was cute!" I felt

my mom's annoyed shock. I was gonna get beat for that one later. "Please ignore her.

She's only five; she doesn't know what she's talking about." I sighed. Ya, I'm just a stupid

animal.

Seth took a step forward, and apologetic look on his face. He held out the plate he'd been holding.

"Here, we made you, uh, cookies." He said, unsure. I was tempted. Then something in my head

screamed, 'He's the enemy!' I stuck out my tongue, pulling back. Then behind my mothers leg I went.

I saw Seth's hurt expression. Our mothers sighed. That was the first day I met Seth Clearwater.