Needing Direction
Hello people of the world, welcome to my new Seth Clearwater fic. Hope you guys are going to like it, I know I am. Keep in mind this is a mature story, therefore there will be some mature themes later on. Please excuse any grammar errors, I do the best I can. If anyone wants to be a beta, that'd be cool. Let me know.
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Seth
"I think I'm going to try out for the school musical."
Everyone looks up from their respective plates at Ness who's wearing a triumphant smile. That came out of the blue, Ness had never shown any interest in partaking any after school activates, she'd always just come out to the Rez to hang out with Jake until her parents trucked her back home every day. I can't help but be the first one to take a dig at her.
"That's a great idea, you'll be the best tree on stage."
All of the guys as well as the imprintees, excluding Jacob who shot me a dirty look, shares a laugh at Ness' expense. She sticks her tongue out at me.
"Shut up Seth, you're just jealous that I'm actually doing something cool in high school."
I suppose she has a point, I phased at such a young age that I was already well involved in pack duties by the time I got to high school, too busy to even think about joining any school clubs or anything.
"Touché."
Emily shushes us down and smiles at Ness. "I think that's a wonderful idea, what's the musical about?"
"Pee." She replies.
Kim chokes on her food. "E-excuse me?"
"No seriously, the play is about pee. It's called Urinetown.Mom and Dad saw it on Broadway and they said it was pretty funny. And "Ness explains.
"That sounds…very interesting. I'm sure you'll get the lead." Emily offers, although I can totally see the barely noticeable grimace on her face.
"Thanks Emily," she turns to Jacob who's sitting directly to her right, "will you come watch the audition?"
"Of course I will, I wouldn't miss it for the world."
A grin breaks out on her face and she's practically beaming at him. I can't help but feel a little bit jealous of them, of all the guys who've found their imprints. Every Sunday when we meet up at the Uley house for dinner, I feel like the odd one out. Seeing everyone all love struck is nice and all, but it's really starting to wear me down. I mean I'm happy for everyone and I'm glad they're all happy, it's just that I want to find my imprint too. I shouldn't worry about it, I mean Embry and Leah haven't found their imprints either, although those two are perfectly content with that, enjoying single life to its fullest extent. Call me a sucker or a romantic or whatever; I just want to have a girl to dote on. Sleeping around hasn't ever interested me, I want the real deal.
"Seth!"
"Huh?"
Jacob chuckles and shakes his head. "I've been trying to get your attention but you've been in dumbass land and didn't hear me."
I roll my eyes. "Well pardon me."
"Anyway, I was asking if you wanted to come with me to see Ness' audition."
"Why would I want to do that?"
"Because you don't have anything else to do." Ness retorts.
…I didn't actually have any plans. I don't work on Mondays and other than my morning patrol, I had nothing. I was probably just going to sit around in my underwear…I'm now realizing how pathetic that sounds.
"Are we even allowed to watch?" I ask.
"I don't see why not," she shrugs, "the worst that could happen is that Ms. Lacy would kick you out. I'm not sure what she'd do actually, this is her first year at Forks so I don't know her personality very well."
"I guess I can make it."
We all chat amongst ourselves before finally pushing away from the table when there's not a scrap of food left. Everyone takes a plate to help shorten clean up time and the tables cleared off in one go, although I wouldn't necessarily say the dining room was clean. If we didn't know where Emily wanted something, we just stuck it wherever it fit. After I give Emily a big hug, I walk out to my truck and start driving my way home. It's not a long drive by any means; La Push isn't very big so we all live pretty close to one another, a ten minute drive at the most. Before I know it, I'm pulling into the drive way of my tiny little rental home. It's nothing to brag about, but I figured as a twenty three year old, I should move out of my mom's house so I snatched up the first thing I could. I get out of the truck and drag myself to the front door, hastily unlocking it before sliding inside. It's quiet and dark, kind of lonely but I can't complain, I get to walk around naked whenever I feel like it.
Taking two stairs at a time, I bound up to the top floor to my bedroom, peeling off clothes as I go, I'm down to my boxers by the time I reach the bathroom. I quickly brush my teeth so I can get into bed. I'm a firm believer of the 'early bird gets the worm' mantra; especially since I'm a part of the morning patrol, and while it's just barely past nine, I'm ready to get some sleep. How am I supposed to stay so ravishing if I don't get enough beauty rest? I don't want to wake up tomorrow looking like Paul …he'd kill me if he ever heard that. I slide under the comforter, enjoying the feel of the cool material against my heated skin and I'm out like a light the moment my head hits the pillow and I can finally snore the night away.
The next morning I'm ready to go before the sun rises and at 6am sharp I'm outside and ready to phase, my clothes already packed away in a pouch tied to my ankle. Good thing my house is fairly secluded or else people would see me walking naked to the woods every morning, they'd probably call the police on me. I jog over to the tree line and after checking for anyone who could possibly spot me, I let the animal inside take over and I phase. When I was younger, phasing was harsh because of how violent it is and how hard it is to control, but now that I'm older it's much easier, I just need to concentrate and let my body do what it needs to do naturally. Feeling the fresh dewy earth against my paws is refreshing. I really enjoy being a part of the morning patrol; I get to see nature while it's still nice and new every morning, the air is still crisp. I dart in between trees over to my post, slowing down to a trot when I finally hear Embry's voice in my head
How in the hell are you so energetic? Did you forget what time it is?
I let out a throaty bark. He is such a bum.
I heard that…asshole.
Aww, did poor baby Embry get his feelings hurt?
Shut up, I don't want to talk to you anymore. You're annoying.
We're going back and forth with friendly banter for the rest of morning patrol, we haven't had any issues with vampires in a few years, but we can never be too careful. You never know when a random leech is going to show up, especially with the Cullens still in the area. Patrol's almost finished for the morning and I'm by the tree line near Forks when the most intoxicating scent hits my nose. It smells like honey and some kind of flower, I can't identify it. I have to physically stop myself from running into Forks to track it down; I've never smelt this before. It's like a drug, I feel like I'm addicted when I've only just smelt it.
Whoa Seth, what'd you smell?
I…I don't know.
I run home with that smell on my mind the entire way, where could it have come from? How have I not smelt it before and why does it smell so damn good? Maybe I'll ask one of the girls later, it could be a new flower or something. When I'm near my house, I look around before phasing back. I grab cutoffs from my little clothes pouch and pull them on before heading inside. I flop down onto the couch and grab the TV remote from the table. With my feet propped up, I get comfortable and start flipping through channels, ending up on a Lord of the Rings marathon. I manage to get through The Fellowship of the Ring, but right when The Two Towers starts, I pass out. There are only so many three hour long movies I can watch in a row.
I sleep until the afternoon, being woken up by a sharp pain in my stomach. I am starving. I fly off the couch and run into the kitchen, nearly ripping the refrigerator door off. I grab a container of leftover spaghetti my mom sent over and pop the lid off. With a fork in hand, I start slurping up delicious sauce covered noodles. I got no issues with eating cold leftovers, microwaves be damned. I hear my cell ring the second I stuff a fat meatball in my mouth. I hastily chew it up and swallow before answering.
"Hello?"
"Hey it's Jacob; I'm on the way to your house. I'm pretty close so get ready."
"For what?" I ask while twirling some spaghetti around my fork.
"Ness' audition today, duh."
"Oh yeah, I forgot. I'll be ready."
He hangs up on me without saying goodbye or anything.
Rude.
I continue ravaging the spaghetti until the container is practically licked clean. Patting my stomach, I toss the dirty dish into the sink and head up to my room. I pull a plain black t-shirt out and tug it over my head. My hair's pretty short so I don't really need to do anything with it and besides, it's not like I'm trying to pick up high school chicks. That's weird and illegal. Charlie would definitely arrest me for that.
I'm heading downstairs when I hear an obnoxiously loud horn. Jake wasn't kidding when he said he was close. I step into some shoes, grab my wallet and keys, and head outside. I hop into the passenger seat of his truck and then we're off towards Forks High School. I roll down my window, the wind hitting my in the face. The honey smell from earlier this morning comes back and I can't help but sucking in a large breath, it's just so good. It's rousing. The closer we get to Forks, the stronger the scent becomes and I can't get enough of it. We show up at the High School and manage to find a parking spot just as the bell rings signaling the end of the day. Swarms of high school kids rush out the front door while we're trying to get in, it's like we're fish swimming upstream. Jake finds Ness almost immediately and sweeps her up into a hug, twirling her around for a bit before setting her down.
"You guys are right on time," she says, "let's get down to the auditorium."
Ness leads us through the nearly empty hallways of the school until we're at the far end of the building. We march into the auditorium and take up the back row. Handfuls of kids are already seated and ready to go. I'm happy, the honey scent is still pretty solid, it must be coming from the school. Ness digs through her back pack and pulls out a manila folder, she shows it to us.
"I'm number ten."
"What are you going to audition with?" Jake questions.
"Well we all have to do the same song, its America the Beautiful." She explains.
I tap on Jake's shoulder. "Do you smell something like honey?"
"No not really." He replies shaking his head.
"Really? I've smelled it for a while now."
"Don't know what to tell you man."
Ness checks her watch and huffs. "Ms. Lacy is late; this was supposed to start five minutes ago."
As soon as the last work leaves her lips, the door slams open and a young woman scurries inside, obviously flustered. My eyebrows shoot up when I see her, she's stunning and now I know where the source of the honey smell is coming from. And it makes sense too, such a natural and clean scent to match a naturally beautiful woman. With her long jean clad jeans that seem to go for days to her pretty brown hair that bounced while she walked. And I can't help myself, but my eyes zone in on her butt. Those jeans are definitely doing it justice. To my chagrin, I feel my jeans get a little bit tighter. Whoa, I've never had that quick of a reaction in years…Jesus, I feel like I'm thirteen. I wish I could have seen her face though, I only got to see her profile but that was enough to take in her creamy white skin.
"Sorry I'm late guys," she apologizes," I forgot some stuff back in the classroom."
She hops up onto the stage and faces us. She looks around the room and starts explaining how the auditions are going to go. She's actually really good looking and her button nose is just adorable, but when her large hazel eyes meet mine, my whole comes to a screeching halt. Time seems to stop. I feel like I haven't really been living, like I've just been going through the motions. I haven't been living because I didn't know her. This strong feeling of possession waves over me, I want to keep her safe at all times, I never want her to be sad, I want her to have whatever she wants. I want to give her whatever she wants. I want this woman…no I need her.
"O-oh my God." I say in the smallest whisper. I look down and realize I'm gripping the arm rests so hard that I've left a dent.
Jake and Ness both look at me, curiosity written all over their faces. I turn to look at them, letting out the breath I'd been holding in.
"I…I just found my imprint."
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