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Preface

I never thought or worried about getting into trouble. No one has ever messed with me since the second grade, when I punched a kid for taking my lunch money – I had reason too, I just never thought it would label me for life. I had never imagined something like this happening.

From the outside I am known as the tough guy, whose not afraid of anything. To be honest though, I have never been this scared in my life and from the looks of it I will never live to see another day.

I stared at the woman across the room, making sure not to breath – she had yet to find me sitting there, hiding behind the dumpster – the grin across her face grew as she walked closer. She knows I am here. Surely she would kill me fast, maybe I wouldn't feel anything.

If I would have listened to Luke I wouldn't be in this situation but as shocking as it sounds I couldn't get myself to regret it. Maybe this is the start of a better life for my parents. My mom has it ruff, knowing she is pregnant. My dad is director of Chicago's Fire Departments so it's not like he is ever home. Maybe things were meant to end this way.

Chapter 1:

Welcome to Forks

The long flight to Forks Washington was torture. The dark sky was practically taking over. I had spent the past week debating whether I should take this trip or not – every year the senior class took a trip to any chosen state in the United States and this year it happened to be Forks. I had my best friend, Luke, with me but still. The last time I left Chicago was for two days – it was my moms idea to go on a road trip but that didn't work out due to my dad being called back for work – my dad of all people was the director of all the Fire Departments in Chicago, so he never spent much time at home.

School trips never have really worked out for me. In one way or another I end up getting lost or hurting myself.

As we got off the plane I noticed how small the airport was. My school seemed bigger – My high school in Chicago was one of the biggest, holding up to at least 2,000 students.

My class slowly gathered on the bus taking us to the hotel we would be staying in. From rumors and web surfing I found out Forks was the rainiest place in the United States of America. From what I could tell not many people live here, that was no surprise though.

The trip on the bus was quiet for the most part, that was until we rounded the corner on a long road leading up to one of the biggest houses I have ever seen. It open wide revealing a large yard and a long drive way. The bus stopped at the end of the drive way as our teacher Ms. Cope stood up gathering our attention.

" As you can tell we are not staying at a hotel. I hope you enjoy the two weeks here. You may choose your own room mates but please remember, guys stay with guys and girls stay with girls." I stood knowing the only person who would stay within fifty feet of me was Luke. Ever since second grade no one but Luke talked to me.

"Luke, you rooming with me?" I prompted already knowing his answer.

"Yeah, dude no problem. Come on, lets go find a room." I followed trying to keep up. I was a klutz, I have always been a klutz, just like my mother.

The house was huge, I entered the living room which lead to the hallway and a grand staircase. Luke headed upstairs while I stayed behind and wondered around. The floors were made of wood and the house had bright paintings placed everywhere. It was quiet except for the twenty or so seniors arguing and such over rooms. I wondered around hoping to waste time – I had no interest in hanging out with anyone other than Luke, but he was busy arguing with someone over which room we would be staying in.

When I walked outside it was raining. It didn't really matter that I was getting my clothes wet, I could change latter if necessary. Walking around eventually took its toll and made me tired – I wanted to lay down but I still had no idea which room Luke and I were staying in so I crashed out on the couch. Ms. Cope was trying to sort out all the arguing while the chaperons clued each other in on the latest gossip.

I laid on the couch for about an hour not even drifting and decided to head back outside – for two reasons, it was quiet and I could think. I never was a talkative person, I always liked peace and quiet.

Forks was really green and calm for the most part. I headed for the woods looking for a place to escape the noise. In the distance I could see movement and people. I guessed I wasn't the only person curious as to what secrets were held in these woods. Walking towards them probably wasn't the best idea but what would they do to me? Tell me to go away. As I inched closer I saw them stiffen up. For a moment I didn't know what happened – I looked back towards the guys not to far ahead but they were gone with no trace left behind. For a while I sat in the woods thinking about my parents and home, wishing I was home right now. It was getting dark by the time I went to head back to the house – when the house started to come into view I heard someone behind me and turned to find no one there. I continued walking – I was only a few feet away from the house when I saw something at the edge of the woods. It was a wolf. A huge wolf for that matter – it looked to be almost the size of a horse. It was hard to see in the lighting now, it was pretty much pitch dark outside. The wolf stared at me and cocked its head to the left – looking with curiosity – as the wolf cocked its head the flood light turned on revealing its russet fur and dark green eyes. When I walked forward hoping to get a closer look, it disappeared into the woods.

I entered the house in a daze – not exactly sure if I could believe what I just witnessed before me. Ms. Cope was in the middle of handing out dinner – which happened to be pizza, the one thing I hated. I went ahead and skipped dinner, ready to get my mind off things and go to sleep. It took me about three hours to get to sleep due to the rain hitting against the roof – after it turned into a steady drizzle I drifted off into a dreamless sleep.

The next morning I woke up around six – an hour earlier then necessary. I looked over to my right to see Luke spread out across his bed with his arms and feet dangling off the sides. I went ahead and got dressed knowing no body else would be up for at least an hour.

After I got dressed and sorted my thoughts, I headed down stairs for breakfast to find nothing. I headed outside to the back yard, hoping to take my mind off things but it only brought up memories of last night. I walked around searching for any clues to back up what I saw last night. At first I thought it was a dream, but after thinking it through – I figured I could never come up with something like that.

With out thinking things through completely I headed for the woods, hoping to find anything that would prove to me I'm not crazy. At first I kept coming out empty handed – finding nothing to prove to me that last night was real. My last hope was shattered as I heard Ms. Cope call for me to come inside.

I took off for the house running knowing I would probably trip once or twice. Before I came into view with the house I ran through a hole – spraining my ankle. And riping my shirt on a branch as I fell. I fell onto the grass expecting to get muddy and be in pain but what I found beside me was definitely not expected. I found fresh blood and hair, but not human hair. It looked to be wolf hair.

I could tell this wasn't going to be your average field trip – from the looks of it forks was not welcoming me with open arms.