LLL: hey people. This is my first Twilight fanfic. Enjoy.

Jared, Paul, and Jake walk into the next aisle of Lowes looking for TiKi torches for the Bon Fire tonight.

"Jake. It was your idea to come here. We better find torches. I could have easily made some. Not to mention we're miles away from the reservation."

"Paul. Would you put a sock in it? I remember the last time you made torches. Our Bon Fire almost turned into a forest fire, but if it's bothering you that much I'll go ask someone where they are." Jake walks away. When He gets to the back he sees that there are no lights. His enhanced hearing picks up a female's voice. She's arguing with someone. He looks around the corner and sees a girl on the phone.

"Lake. Stop nagging me! It's so annoying. You keep saying I'm not getting out enough, but right now I'm at work. I'm out... It does too count. Maybe I don't want to go out. Or maybe I like staying in the house and sleeping... OK fine! Whatever. I'm not comfortable with other people and you know that. I'm done talking about it, I need to get back to work." With that, she hangs up her phone and exhales deeply.

"Uhm, excuse me?" He calls to her. She looks up and immediately puts on an employee friendly face.

"Yes? How may I help you?" she asks.

"I'm looking for the torches. Can you tell me where they are?"

"Of course. Just follow me," she says nicely. She leads him to the opposite of the where they were looking.

"Thank you."

"It was my pleasure," she says, rolling her eyes. Before she walks away, he taps her arm. She turns and looks at him with curious purple eyes. Her eyes are actually purple. He's never seen that before.

"I wasn't trying to ease drop, but I heard you on the phone. If you want, you can come to a party tonight."

"What did you hear?" She tenses up a bit.

"I just know that you need something to do."

Really?" She scratches her nappy black hair. "Do I have to dress up?"

"You don't have to," He tells her. She looks at her grey sweat pants, blue t-shirt, and flip flops. "OK. Where will it be?"

"You know where the reservation is, don't you?"

"That beach," she hisses. "I really don't like that place. There tend to be a lot of wolves out there."

"Oh. Well, the wolves aren't in season. And they don't come on the beach. That's where we're having the party."

"Right," she states sarcastically. "Is it a birthday party?"

"No. It's more of a celebration."

"What are you celebrating?"

"We won something."

"A game?"

"No. Not a game, but something else much more important to us."

"Ok?" she raises an eyebrow curiously. "Sure, i'll..."

"JAKE!" Jared calls from three aisles over.

"HEY JAKE WE FOUND SOME!" shouts Paul from across the store. He gets to Jake. "Oh. Sorry. Having a conversation?"

"I just invited her to the bon fire tonight."

"Oooohhh!" They say in unison, as they look her up and down as if judging. She rolls her eyes again.

"Well I'll see you later tonight...?"

"Jake." He tell her.

"Jake. I'm Vannessa. But what time?"

"Eight o' clock," Jared answers.

"Thanks," she mumbles, then she's gone.

"Wow Jake. I see you picking up girls," Jarred teases.

"It wasn't like that. I was just trying to help her out. She needed something to do."

"Yeah. I would need something to do too if I were dressed like that."

"Did you see her eyes."

"Yeah. Purple. That's different.

"You got that right. Now let's go finish setting up the Bon Fire."

*At Bon Fire. 8:15p.m*

"So when we finally found him he was talking to a girl!"

"The same girl ya'll are saying he invited?"

"Yeah."

"Wow. You had quite a day just for a few hundred torches.," says Embry.

"Tell me about it," Paul agrees.

"So Jake. She must be a hot one if you got her."

"NO," Paul interrupts. "She's not. That's what I don't understand. Why her out of all the other girls in that store."

"It was a hardware store Paul. THERE WERE NO GIRLS. And I already told you. I felt bad for her so I invited her," He explains to them.

"How nice of you. You're going to be the one to go out with her, you know."

"No. Stop kidding around."

"Where is she anyway. You told her the right time didn't you?"

Jarred laughs. "I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't show up." Jake suddenly hear something in the distance and he's not the only one. The others have turned to the noise also. In the darkness they see a large cloud of sand trailing behind something. As it gets closer they notice that it's a motorcycle. It comes to a stop. The person steps off and stands. They're wearing a shorts... short shorts.

"That's not...?" Jarred cannot finish his sentence.

"Is it?" Paul gawks.

The girl pulls off her helmet and the wind blows her long black hair. She removes her leather jacket to reveal her blue shirt. When she looks up she sees Jake and the guys gaping at her. At first she's skeptical about the strange greeting, and then she recognizes him.

"Jake. Hey."

"Hi," he grins, walking over to her.

"This looks nice. I see you used every single torch you brought from us."

"Yeah. They make the party."

"You look different," Paul dumbly states.

She narrows her eyes. "Well of course I do. You didn't expect me to show up in with my hair in a scrunchy and wearing sweats, did you?"

"I guess I didn't know what to expect."

She nods and turns back to Jake. "I like the music. Do you have food?"

Embry walks over and starts observing her motorcycle. "Nice bike," he compliments.

"Thanks. It's a Monster 05."

"Beautiful," Jarred sighs.

"So what's your name again?" Paul asks.

"Vanessa."

"How old are you?"

She hesitates to answer. "I'm 18."

Everyone analyzes her. "You look much younger."

"That's..."

"AWHOOOOOOOOOOOO!" A howl sounds from the forest. Everyone looks in the direction the sound ascended.

Inside of Paul's, Jared's, Embry's and, Jake's head, Sam's voice says, "Come here now. We've got searching to do. You know we patrol every night. Why would you still throw a party?"

The four sigh and Vanessa is still looking off into the trees. Her hands ball into fist, not noticed by the guys. "Wolves," she whispers.

Jake turns to her and says, "They are supposed to be out of season. But they don't come on to the beach. We watch them closely. I guess you can say they are our responsibility."

"Right."

"AWHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" This howl is louder and more demanding.

Another boy comes running as fast as he can towards the group. "You guys. Sam is pissed. If he has to call one more time he's going..." Quil looks at Vanessa. "Well Hello there." He looks at the boys again and beckons them as he runs away. Everyone follows except Jake.

"Sorry," he says. "But the wolves must be bothering people. It's our job to keep them under control because we live on the reservation. Do you think we can meet again?"

"I don't know. I go to Johnson High School, but ..."

"Perfect. Talk to you later."

'How can people control wolves...?' She looks around and sees a few over people just sitting around, dancing, and eating.

He sprints off. Vanessa waits until he is out of view before walking back to her motorcycle. She gets on and rides towards the woods. She gets comfortably into the woods and takes a bag from under her seat. The teenager puts on clothes that she gets out of the bag and places a mask on her face. The mask reveals one of her eyes and is shiny black. When she is dressed in her black shorts, shirt, and jacket, she puts on a pair of black boots with a purple stripe on the side. Last, she ties her hair into a tight bun.

"AWHOOOOOOOO!"

Slowly her eyes turn red. "I hate Werewolves."

LLL-Hope you enjoyed. Please review. I like reading them and I want to finish another chapter so be kind.