This came to me in a dream a while ago, and I just sat down at my computer and let it run. I really hope you like it, review and let me know if it's worth continuing. Oh, and don't forget the next chapters, I will try to get in something at least once a day and message my reviewers.

I decided to set it after breaking dawn, I hope you like it.

Oh, and of course I am not the divine Stephenie Meyer, so I do not own these characters. And more unfortunately, they're not real. I wish too ladies, lol.

I remembered the last time I saw that beautiful town, I just knew… I had to go there someday. I was glad that this time I was able to choose. The last time I had to leave, it was only for a couple years, but this time it was shorter. Thank God.

I remembered the first time I phased. I mean, I've heard about it and stuff but I never thought it was true. I mean come on? Has anyone ever heard about people turning into a big black panther on will, did they? Oh, and they kept the world safe from werewolves?

Yeah, I didn't think so.

It was just crazy! One second I see the bear charging at her, and then poof! I turn into a freaking animal.

I was going to miss her, she was always there for me. I remembered when she tried to talk back into sanity.

"Avery," Becca crooned. "Its okay, come on. You know Charles would have told you. What you have is special… You are here to help watch over humans."

"Becca! This is nuts! What the hell am I?" I shouted, not meaning to.

Her tiny face grimaced. It was hard to picture her as a big black cat "Ave, your going to have to accept this… but you're a werecat. We keep away the werewolves, keep them from hurting people."

I was silent for a few moments."I want you to repeat what you said to me in your mind, then debate if you want to run that by me again."

She sighed heavily. "Get over it. Now, come on, I have more to show you."

That was four hundred years ago. Becca and the rest of us kept the stupid mutants pretty non existent. Its been quite for the last hundred years. Now it was time we moved on. Now most of the others stopped phasing and found mates. I was the only one left. Even becca had a baby, and a husband. I was left to be the old hag.

I shuddered, but then reclaimed my dignity. At least I didn't look like one, stuck at seventeen and they were all barley past twenty from not phasing in the last few years.

Whatever.

I stopped the little car at the WELCOME TO LA PUSH sign and looked at the map. I've been back and forth on this stupid road, and I cannot find that damn house.

With a heavy, irritated sigh I slammed the map down on the hood of the small car. Careful not to scratch the paint of my hot pink Viper. Four hundred years gave you enough time to accumulate money.

The breeze hit and a scent made my body rigid. A dog? A very big, very warm dog?

I lifted my hand to the buttons on my pants and kept them there incase I had to phase, and phase fast.

The last time I came to this town, my dream town, nothing was here. That was a hundred years ago.

"Are you lost?" It was a husky voice, and timid.

I spun around and had to crane my head up.

It was a guy, an Indian. He was extremely tall and even beautiful. For a man.

He was wearing nothing but cut off jeans, causing me to stare at his muscled and dark body.

"Uh, maybe. I'm Avery. And Lost." I held out my hand and smiled.

He smiled back widely with his beautiful teeth. "I'm Jacob."

We both pulled our hands away at the same time.

Shocked at the heat. I wondered if he felt mine, and I know I felt his. We both stared at our palms for a moment. Then each other, but then his black eyes flickered to the car.

"Uh, That's a pretty nice Viper." His dark eyes stayed there for a long time before I answered.

"Yeah, it is."

He let a low whistle. "That's really nice, too bad its pink. I may like it more." He smiled coyly. "I'll have you know that that is a very pretty color, and took me weeks get it that shade." I said back. Rubbing the glossy hood. It was gorgeous.

I looked up and his dark eyes were watching me.

"So, you said you were lost?"

"Oh, yeah. Here." I placed the paper in his big hands, looking to small to be held by his beautiful fingers.

"You know how to get back on the high way?" He asked not looking up.

I bit my lip until he looked up at me, and shook my head. He laughed.

"I'll show you." He walked around to the other side of the car and I got in the driver's seat.

Finally we made it to the big house. I thought for a moment that it may be too big for me, but I would get over that soon once I decorated it.

He let out another low whistle when we entered the dark cold house.

"Nice. What do you do?" he asked eyeing me.

"Nothing. Student."

He gave a weird look. "How old are you?"

"Seventeen."

He gaped at me. "What? No freaking way. What are you, a young millionaire."

I wondered if he had dogs. He smelled like one, but it wasn't that offensive. Or bad. I wondered if it even was a dog. It smelled nice, woodsy almost.

I rehearsed for the billionth time. "No, parents died when I was little. Millionaire uncle."

Charles was practically an uncle to me.

He gave one large nod of understanding. "So, your going to live here by yourself?"

I nodded.

"How many rooms does this have?" He said looking around and following me up the marble stairs.

"Six, seven. I don't remember"He laughed. "Six? For what?"

I shrugged. "Fun?"

"Fun? When you want fun, you play scrabble. Not buy a six bedroom houses."

I laughed. I really liked him. "What school do you go to?"

"Quileute" I spun. "Me too, well I am."

"Your going to school here?"

I nodded.

The house was beautiful. My room was huge and pretty. I loved it, it was my dream to come here my whole life since I passed her long ago. After the tour, I asked.

"So, where do you live? Can I take you home."

I could tell he was thinking something. But he nodded. "Sure."

The house wasn't far from mine, and I fell in love with it. A hundred viper's couldn't make me as happy as the little red house made me feel.

"You wanna come in? I think my friends are inside. Eating all my food."

I laughed aloud. He chuckled at my reaction. I really liked him.

The small living room had a sofa and love seat. An old TV was showing a baseball game. And the room was crowded by four huge Indian boys. Similar to Jake, and smelled like him too. But it was… different. They weren't related.

"Aye, guys. I gotta lady here. And Seth! Stop eating my Funions!" Jake called, throwing a pillow playfully at the youngest looking one's head.

Every pair of eyes met mine.

Seth was the one to speak first. I liked him, he had a kind face.

"Hi, I'm Seth." He leaned foreword to shake my hand. He was warm too, but he didn't react as Jake did.

"Avery Serrano."

"Serrano?" He asked. "Where are you from, country, I mean."

"Oh, um. My mother was from Spain, and my father was from Romania. I just came from Estonia though. I lived there most of my life."

They all stared at me, making me a bit self conscious.

"Wow." One of them answered. I didn't know his real name. "I'm Quil, this is Jared and Paul. That's cool, so you just visited that place or something? You speak really good English." He asked. Everyone always wanted to know.

"Uh, no. I mostly lived in Spain, but after my parents died I lived with my mother's Uncle in Romania and he moved me to Estonia with him. I just learned how to speak English in school. And I came here and I got lost trying to find my house. But Jake helped me find it."

I didn't mention that I lived here in California for two hundred years. And I was born here.

I actually followed Charles back to Europe with the others after the werewolf problem got out of hand.

I shouldn't have told them, I should have lied. But I liked them all too much.

"Hey, you guys should come check out her Car. it's a Dodge Viper. Don't get too excited though, its hot pink."

That's when they rest of them tore their eyes away from me and practically trampled each other outside.

When I carefully made my way out, they were all circling and rubbing their large hands gently across the paint. I smiled at Seth's expression.

Just then a boy came out from the woods. It was dark, but I could see him clearly. He was beautiful. My breath caught and my heart started to thud unevenly.

In the four hundred years, I've never felt this way.

When he reached the group, he didn't even look at me, he stared at the car.

"Whose is this?" He asked.

Jared/Paul spoke. "Hey Embry. Uh, Avery's. She just moved here." He nodded towards me and when Embry turned around. My heart stopped.

He was Gorgeous.

He stared at me. His eyes were black. And neither of us breathed.

The murmurs were low, for human ears. But not mine.

"There's no way… her?" I was too engrossed in Embrys face to see who that came from.

He stared back. After a long minute he spoke.

"I'm Embry."

"Avery."

"Avery," He whispered, I loved the way he said my name.

Jake was the one to break my stare from Embry.

"Uh, Avery. You know how to get home right?"

I nodded.

"Ok, well. Sorry, but uh, something just came up and we have to take off. We'll see you at school tomorrow right?"

I nodded and fumbled for my keys. Embry followed every step I took and I could feel his eyes bore into my rearview mirror.

When they all disappeared. I heard a wolf howl.