I'll be doing this, if you ever doubt, till the love runs out.
A black mustang drove through La Push. The car was recognizable,because that car belonged to Andromeda Uley. A twenty-three year old Quileute girl from an important tribal family, that finally came back. And Andromeda Uley had left the reservation about five years ago, when she was eighteen. And she hadn't been back since, not that anyone wanted her to come back. But now she was here to see her twin brother, Sam Uley. And he would not be happy to see first, at least. After a while he would probably find that he enjoyed having her back. He will take a while until he realized how much he needed here. Andromeda Uley was a shifter, and she was here to see some people. Who did not want to see her. But she didn't care. Because she was Andi Uley. And she didn't need to care.
She was driving with the top down. It was January. But she was a shifter, and the cold wasn't really affecting her. To prove her point, she was wearing a black corset style top that almost reminded her of the top of a wedding dress, and ripped skinny jeans. She had on black heeled boots. Her long black hair was down and pin straight,with red streaks scattered throughout. She was one of the few living shifters that had been able to keep their hair long. She reveled in the fact. Most of her russet skin was visible, a byproduct of the way she dressed. Her brown eyes were as cold as ever, and her matte black nails were perfectly painted and unchipped. Her skin was perfect, with no blemish or imperfection in sight. She looked as if she had never seen a bad day in her life. Which was ironic, because she had only really seen bad days up until she left for California. She had spent five years in California, and was not supposed to have survived them.
Her brother didn't know she was coming. Her tribe didn't know she was coming. But she was kind of okay with that, because she loved the element of surprise. She loved the look some people got when she walked into the room, or into the house. When she was a teenager, and still living there, it was because they forgot she would come around. Forgot she knew where they lived. Forgot about her. So she would surprise them. But nothing about this place surprised her. The people were the same, the places looked the same. She sometimes looked like she belonged here. Just like before. Her tattoo on her right shoulder matched her brothers perfectly. She had she same look in her eye that caused her to leave the reservation. The same smirk that she would give people before she did something bad. But she was back. And this place didn't surprise her.
La Push was still green. Everywhere, a byproduct of the rainy climate. The houses were still the same. Usually one story and small. The high school and middle school were still combined, and there was still only one elementary school. The high school she went to when she bothered to show up. The beach looked the same,and so did the cliffs she would jump off in either attempts of death or to feel something. It all looked the same. The place looked the same. She was sure that if she was here long enough, some of the people would start looking the same too. They always looked the same, they always would, but right now, some of them wouldn't. Some of them never will. She knew what was different, because the same thing happened to her. And she wasn't an idiot. She had eyes everywhere.
She had been told of her brother's little cabin with his fiance and imprint, Emily. She knew the story. And now they were living together. She was driving to that little house right now. It was small, as expected. But it could fit two wolf packs. She was pretty surprised at that. She didn't have a pack, so she didn't know how packs worked. But she was pulling into her brother's driveway, and she took a quick look in the mirror. Her makeup was flawless, and she applied one final coat of red lipstick before putting it back in her bag, shutting off her car, and stepping out of the car. She put on a pair of oversized black sunglasses as she looked around the exactly as she remembered. She grew up there. When she actualy bothered to come home. She saw two shirtless men in cutoff shorts with tattoos that matched hers stare at her as she walked towards the house. Paul Lahote and Quil Ateara. Did they really not recognize her? She lived here for eighteen years. She knew them all well.
But she looked different. She had obviously grown taller due to her change. She was now standing at 6'4. Next to her brother she would seem tiny. Her chest had grown with her. Only from a 34B to a 34C. But still enough to be noticeable. She was extremely muscular, whereas she had usually been lean due to fast metabolism. She had lean muscle, as opposed to her brothers body-builder type muscle. For the most part, she looked like the female version of him,and in most cases, she was. The only real noticeable differences were in her personality. Sam was very authoritative, but kind at the same time. Andi had the same authority, but she was not nearly as nice. She seemed more confident, tough, resilient even. She had been through twice as much as Sam had.
They had known her extremely well, but they were still staring at her. So she looked over at them, gave them her famous smirk, and walked towards the house. She could feel their eyes on her, either looking at her ass or her gun. Probably both. That was okay with her, it happened often. Feeling their eyes on her, she stopped at the door. She took a breath, fixed her hair and walked through the door like she owned the place. And her brother, the one that did, was in complete shock for the second time in his life. Andi was alive. And no one had ever thought she would survive.
"Andi?"He asked her. She could feel every pair of eyes in the room on her.
"Hello brother."She said in a raspy voice as she pulled off her sunglasses.
"Long time no see."She said.
Hi! This is my frist twilight story, and the only chapter written so far. I've always been more interested in the wolf pack, or the other cullens compared to Bella and Edward, because they seemed to have a bit more depth. If you don't agree that's fine, everyone is allowed their own opinion. This story is focused on the pack. And on the OC that I made, Andi. We'll learn more about her in later chapters, along with other things. I made a tumblr for this fic. I have the link in my bio. I will be posting pictures there of things that appear in the story, or possibly become relevant in the story. I wold love for some reviews on the story, because none of my other stories have been very popular. Thank you for reading ,please leave a review, I hope you enjoyed. Until next time!.