Dove

The sun was high in the sky but, it looked wired like it was farther away and smaller than it should be. I guess I can add that to the growing list of things that are changing in my life now. My dad and I are moving to a new place to start a new life. One where we don't have to tell anyone about our past and hopefully move forward in our lives. But it was still strange, and I still felt numb form everything that has happened.

My mom, my sister and I where in the car one morning on our way to pick of a Father's Day gift for my dad. He had been dropping hints all year that he wanted a new grill that was both gas and charcoal and my sister and I had saved up some money to help mom pay for it. May, my sister, and I were arguing over what color the grill should be. She wanted it to be black and I wanted it to be red. Mom had finally had enough of the agreeing and took her attention away from the road for a second and missed the light turning red. The car was hit head on. Mom and May where in the front seats and died on impact. I was knocked unconscious and was in a coma for two weeks. By the time I woke I had no memory of the crash and dad had to tell me what happened. We had the memorial service a week later.

My mom and sister died, and I lived with a minor concussion, broken leg, and a few major scars. It's was hard at first to not blame myself for their deaths. If I would have just agreed to get the stupid grill in black, then none of it would have ever happened and I wouldn't have lost two of the three most improtant people in my life. I lost them over a stupid argument and there is nothing I can do and nothing I can say that will bring them back. I guess life is cruel and I learned the hard way.

I was brought out of my thoughts when I noticed we had stopped in front of a small cottage like house with a small front yard and a forest where a back yard should be. In front of our house across the road for us little tourist shops lined the side walk and just beyond that was a beach. My dad got out of the car first and opened the trunk to get the bags of clothes we brought with us instead of shipping them like the rest of out things. We left most of our furniture at the house in Georgia and just mainly packed our clothes, pictures, and anything else we wanted to bring with us. We tried to pack up everything at first but, it was to hard. I walked into our new house and looked at the brand-new furniture and couldn't help but think of how alien it all looked. It was hard to think of this as home.

"Well," my dad said looking around the house from the doorway with dark blue sad eyes as he tried to manage a smile, "At least we have an ocean view."

I gave a weak smile at his attempt to lighten the mood. As you walk into the front door you see the kitchen/dining room to your left and the adjoin living room to your right. On the back wall was a hallway separating the two that I assumed lead to our new bedrooms. I followed the hallway and found three doors. The first door I cam to was on the right and it was a bathroom. The other two doors faced each other, and I pushed both open at the same time. The one on the right had a bay window facing the forest that took up a large portion of the wall and just to the left of the bay window was the closest though the doors were missing. The other room did not have the bay window. In fact, the only window it was a large window that faced the side of our new neighbors' house. This room also had closet doors.

"Which room is yours?" dad asked from behind holding our bags.

"Well the put my dresser and new bed in this room," I said pointing to the room to the left. Dad pecked around me into the rooms to see why I sounded so disappointed.

"Maybe they thought you would like the closest doors over the bay window?" I dad said trying to defend the mover's choice, but it ended up coming out more like a question. "We can switch room tomorrow if you want." He added.

"No, it's fine," I said and walking into my new room and walked over to the closet opening it. The closet seemed bigger then the other one but that may be because the room was bigger.

I then walked over to the window and looked out of it. The house next door was no bigger then our own but, it looked better then ours. Like some one put a lot of love into the house. The side facing me also had a window facing my room and I could see straight into it. Unfortunately, I had a clear view of two very naked people doing very nasty things each other. Quickly I moved away from the window with wide eyes and swore to hang a sheet or something in front of it later. I shuddered at the thought of making the mistake to look out of my window and seeing two people going at it again.

"Hey, Dove." Dad said poking his head into my room, "You hungry?"

"Sure," I said we had not eaten anything since last night and I kind of wanted to look see what La Push looked like since I wasn't paying attention we arrived. As we drove farther into La Push I seen a gas station, more tourist shops, a small book store, a grocery store, and a small diner. We pulled up at the small diner and walked inside.

"Take a seat anywhere," a girl about my age said as she walked by with a try of food.

The whole place resembled a log cabin with a long bar where people sat and behind that was a large window where you could see the cook and the ticket orders lined up. We took a seat in one of the booths and glanced over the menu.

"Hey, my name is Kim and I'll be serving you today," said the girl would walked by us earlier. Her copper skin and black hair made it clear that she was a native. She stood about 5'4 and had pretty chocolate brown eyes. She also had a welcoming and friendly smile that seemed to come naturally to her. Her hair was pulled up into a messy bun on the top of her head. Like every other waitress she had on black pants and a shirt with the diner's name across it, "What can I start you off drinking?" she asked with her pad and pen out ready to take down our order.

"I'll have a Dr. Pepper," my dad said smiling polity at her then went back so scanning the menu and Kim turned her attention to me.

"I'll have a Sprite," I said with a small smile that didn't quiet reach my eyes.

"Ok, I'll bring that right out for you," She said putting away the pad and pen and hurrying away to get our drinks.

My dad and I sat in silence until she got back with our drinks, "Are you ready to order?" she asked.

Dad was just about to answer when a loud crash from the other side of the diner happened. I looked like one of the tourist accidently bumped into a waitress while she was caring our food. "I'm so sorry," the tourist lady said to the waitress.

The waitress stood glaring at the lady for a solid minute before she spoke it was as if she were compilating on how bad she really needed her job, "Whatever," she finally said though it looked like she wanted to say a lot more then that but choose not, too.

"Ok," my dad said turning back around in his seat, "That was unfortunate."

"She's just having a bad year," Kim said glancing back at the girl, "And right now I think she just hates the world."

I raise and eyebrow at Kim and she shrugs, "Anyway, what can I get you to eat?" she asked and took our orders. "Ok it will be right out in a few." She said sweetly and walked away.

There was an uncomfortable silence between my dad and I. We haven't really talked much since the car accident. It was as if we didn't know what to say to each other, like we where strangers to one another. "So, what do you think of the house?" Dad asked me as he ran a hand through his light mocha colored hair.

I thought about for a minute before answering, "I think we need to get curtains." I finally said, and he gave me an amused look.

"Curtains?" He repeated with a real smile threatening his lips.

"Yep," I said, "We need curtain, or I'll go blind." I sipped my sprite and dad raised an eyebrow at me waiting for me to explain but I didn't, and he sighed.

"I guess we could ask our waitress where to get curtains when she comes back with our food." Dad said, and I nodded my head and looked out the window.

We had asked Kim where to find curtains and she happily told us though she seemed confused when we asked. Now I was standing in front of a shelf looking at the limited options in front of me.

"Will you just pick one?" dad said after about fifteen minutes of us standing there. I couldn't decide between the pink ones or the silver ones. Finally, I took out a coin and decided to flip for it.

"Heads for Pink," I said flipping it in the air, "Tails for silver." And caught the coin. I opened my hand to see it was tails up.

"Looks like silver it is." dad said grabbing it of the self and started walking toward the checkout line. I rolled my eyes and followed him hoping soon that this will feel like home.

Kim

I was glad that tourist season was almost over. Being a waitress during this time of year is hell but, I put on a smile and treat everyone with the at most respect. I was working the noon shift today at 'The Diner' along with a hand full of people. There where only three waitresses today and two cooks and unfortunately, we had a full house. Joy, an older lady with big hair and too much eye shadow, worked the counter while Leah Clearwater and I worked the floor. It was a little after one and things where just starting to slow down a bit when two more customers entered. I told them to have a seat and hurried by with a tray of food.

When I greeted the new arrivals, I couldn't help but notice how sad they both looked. The man was maybe in his mid-forties and very good looking with his dark blue eyes and Mocha colored hair that was just starting to grey at the temple. He seemed to keep himself in shape but, the frown he wore made him appear older then he probably was. The girl across form him looked about my age. She had long dark blond hair and a pale complexion and her eyes where a lighter blue then the mans in front of her. I took their orders and made sure to be extra nice to them. When I brought them their food I noticed that they both wore small smiles on their faces.

"Thank you," the girl said smiling politely at me as I sat their food down in front of the them.

"No problem." I said looking away from her eyes. There was something about them that said she had seen too much tragedy in her life and judging by the fading scar on her right cheek I'd say she survived it. "Is there anything else I can get you?" I asked

"Yes, actually" the man said looking at the girl with an amused look, "Do you know where we can find curtains?" he looked at me expectantly.

I stared at him for a few seconds, "Curtains?" I repeated looking at him confused and he nodded. "Um, the shop next door may have some." Pointing in the direction of it.

"Thank you," the girl said, and I walked away.

Well, I have never been asked where to buy curtains at while working. When I went back to their table hey where gone and a fifty was thrown on the table for food and a tip. Though it didn't look like neither of them really touched their food. As I worked on clearing the table a warm hand gently covered my eyes. "Guess who." The person whispered into my ear and I smiled wide.

I new exactly who it was but decided to play along any way, "Is it Hon Solo?" I asked with fake enthusiasm.

"Nope," he said, "Try again." I could here the smile in his voice happy that I was playing along.

"Ok," I said taking a moment to think about it, "It's definitely Paul LaHote." I said grinning.

"Now I'm just plan offended, Kimberly Sky Evergreen." He said turning me to face him. I smiled up at him and laughed at the fake hurt on his face.

"Well you wanted to play, Jared Clay Cameron." I said rolling my eyes at him.

I still couldn't believe he was mine. We had only been dating for a few months and I was more then thrilled about it since I've had the biggest crush on him before we actually started dating. "Emily invited us over after the bonfire for a date night with her and Sam if you're interested." Jared said kissing the top of my head.

"I love spending time with Emily," I said wraping my arms around him. Jared was over six-foot-tall he had short neatly chopped black hair. His copper skin was hot against my and his brown eyes looked back at me in a way that made me want to just melt.

"It's only because you like having someone you can nag to about me." Jared said rolling his eyes, "I swear you two gossip about Sam, Paul and I way to much."

I laughed at him because he wasn't wrong I like Emily not only because I have someone I can relate to but because I genially liked Emily as a person. "Well, I need someone who can relate to having a werewolf for a boyfriend." I whispered and winked at him as he followed me to the counter.

"I'll pick you up after your shift is done." He said placing a quick kiss on my lips, "I love you."

"I love you, too." I called after him as I watched him leave the diner. Who would have thought I would ended up the soul mate to my biggest crush?

Paul

I lay in my bed after Vikki left thinking about how awesome it is to be a werewolf. Sure, I have a temper problem and sometimes it sucks but, I attracted the chicks like magnets now. Don't get me wrong I don't sleep with every girl I date just a few of them. I grinned to myself and rolled out of bed to get ready to head to Sam and Emily's for pack movie night. I was bringing Jenna, who begged me to take her on a date, to the movie night so I didn't feel like a third will with the two imprinted couples. It's sick watching them make puppy dog eyes at each other. It was like the imprint bond made them loose all the good sense they had left in them. In a way, I was kind of jealous of Sam and Jared for finding their imprint. The idea of someone who will always love you appealed to me but, I liked picking who I date and sleep with for now. I don't want to b tied down to one person right now, anyway.

As I walked past my window movement from the other house caught my attention and I stopped to look at what it was. There was a girl standing on a stood hanging curtains in the window as if she felt me watching her she looked at me. When our eyes collided, I was shocked at what I found in those sad blue eyes. For a moment all I seen was her and the future we would have together. In one moment she become my world and I was powerless to stop it. then she snatched her curtains closed snapping me out of whatever trance I was in.

"Shit!" I snarled angrily and punch the wall leaving a whole in the plaster. I just imprinted.

Authors Note: Thank you so much for reading my story. Please, feel free to leave comments, creative criticism or point out mistakes at any time. Also, I have never wrote from a male dialog before and if you have any advise on how I can improve, please let me now. :)