*****The song for this chapter is All Angel, No Wings by To Be Juliet's Secret. I know it doesn't really go with the chapter, but I put a song on repeat when I write and this is the song I happened to chose. Look it up on You Tube, its good!

Now I have finished rambling, Onto the story!

Chapter 1: Why did you have to break me down so badly?

I stared at the screen. Why did he have to come back into my life now? I thought I was over him, but apparently not. It had been hard when my crush, Matthew left for England, but I pulled though. He then fell in love with a girl, Anna, and their relationship was staying strong even though she lived with me in Forks, Washington. I was happy for them though, this was real love.

I looked back at the screen of my cell phone. Taylor, I said that 'cuz ur special, and only special people will fit in with the way you are. I laughed, he hadn't meant it that way though. Everyone has something good in their life, I think I got Anna, Jake got his good looks. What good looks? I laughed again. There are tons of things, and you will find yours soon, I promise.

It was amazing how someone could make me laugh and cry at the same time. I sighed as my phone rang.

"Hey Giselle!" I was perked up instantly. Giselle was my best friend since…well, forever.

"Hey Tay!"

"So what's up?"

"Oh, not much. I just wanted to talk." She had started using the tone she used when she did something she felt guilty about. Here we go.

"Giselle! What are you hiding now?"

"Nothing!" she said just a little too fast.

"Don't make me come over there. It's dark out and you know how I don't like to drive in the dark."

I heard her sigh on the other end. "Fine, I will tell you." I could hear her trying to keep up this exasperated tone, but I could tell that she was smiling. "We got invited to a La Push party!"

"Uh-uh. No Giselle! I will not be going to one of those parties." She had heard the stories, same as I.

"No, you will be going. See, Taylor, I met this guy-"I interrupted her with a groan, she pretended not to notice "-and he told me that the stories aren't true."

"He could be lying," I pointed out, "And besides, even if I wanted to go, I couldn't get out of the house." My parents had the strictest rules, and on top of that, my over-protective mom didn't trust the La Push gang at all. I actually agreed with her on that one.

Something I didn't agree with, though, was the fact that she made me go to Forks High rather than the one in La Push, but that was all going to change this year. I was going to junior year and my dad had finally convinced my mom to let me go to La Push - it was where we lived, after all.

Giselle already went there, but she lived down the street, so we became best friends that way instead. I never did anything without her, and now we got to go to school together too, even though my mom was very wary. Don't ask me why…

"Well, then we will lie." It wasn't a bad idea; it wasn't like I hadn't lied to them before. "C'mon, Tay. You need to loosen up and relax for once. If the party isn't good, we will leave right away."

"I don't know, Giselle…" I said even though I made up my mind to go.

"Oh! Thanks Taylor!" She could read me way too well. I sighed - again. "Be at my place at five tomorrow. And you can stay the night, I already asked my mom."

Her mom was one of those cool moms who let her daughter do almost anything. But she still managed to keep Giselle in line.

So that was basically how I ended up here, in Giselle's bedroom, going though her eye shadows to find my favorite color. There it was - sea green. It looked really nice with my just-longer-than-shoulder-length blonde hair and dull green eyes. I also wore brown eyeliner to make the green in my eyes a little less cloudy.

"Are you ready to go yet?" Giselle asked for the millionth time.

"Chill, Ell," I said using her nickname, "The party won't even actually start until seven, we have two whole hours." I wasn't going to admit this, but I was actually looking forward to letting loose a bit.

"Is that what you are wearing?" She asked me as I stood up.

"Yeah, what's wrong with it?" I looked down at my outfit: A plain white shirt and my favorite dark jeans.

"Hold on." She went into her closed and returned with a dark denim mini.

"No way in hell, Giselle." I said "THIS is where I draw the line!"

"Alright fine!" she grumbled, then put it away, muttering intelligibly. I just stood there and laughed.

Embry POV

"Seriously, Quil?" I asked disbelieving.

"Yeah Embry, I obviously can NOT take Claire to this, so what am I supposed to do, stand there alone while Jared and Kim make out in one corner and Paul and Rachel looking all lovey right in the center of things? Suffer through it with me please? My mom is making me get out of the house tonight; your mom is going over to watch movies with her."

Quil finished with his speech and I just smirked at him. He sounded like a girl. I decided to give him a hard time. "Why don't you just hang at Sam and Emily's?"

"Uh, no way man. You saw his plans for tonight when he phased." Quil gagged.

"Yeah I know man."

"Just go with me. Maybe you will even find a girlfriend." Not likely, "Or an Imprint." He added as an afterthought.

"Nah man, I will probably never imprint, you know how rare it is. And so many members of the pack have already done it."

"Dude, have some faith."

"I really don't think I'm the kind of person who could be happy settled down anyways."

"Whatever." Quil said with a small grin. I knew he was thinking about Claire again. It was kind of creepy that she was six and Quil and I were seniors, but we couldn't really complain. It was just the way Imprinting worked, you found someone, they became the center of your world, and you couldn't let them go. Or that was what I was told.

I will admit that I was a little jealous of the others relationships, but I just knew I couldn't be happy settled down like that.

"Fine, I will go." I said out of the blue.

Quil laughed evilly. "Good, there is someone I want you to meet."

Taylor POV

"Can we go yet?"

"Giselle, if you say that one more time we won't be going!" I snapped. Obviously, she got it, because she shut up pretty quickly.

Fifteen minutes later we were in her car and heading down to First Beach.

"I'm so excited Taylor! I want you to meet the boy I know from school."

"What's his name?" I asked warily. I was still thinking about Matt's comment the other day.

"Quil."

I burst out laughing. "He's actually really sensitive about the name thing, so can you not say anything to him?"

"Sure," I thought for a minute, then an idea hit me "Giselle Winona Reid, do you like this guy?!" I asked.

"No!" She exclaimed. "He is really good looking, but he said he isn't interested in dating right now." She looked thoughtful for a moment, then said, "Taylor, don't get mad, but Quil is bringing his friend and wearesettingyoutwoup!" She said the last part really quickly, and I almost didn't catch it.

"WHAT?" I roared. I was pissed.

"Sorry, but I was getting really worried! You just kept moping about Matthew, so I thought that maybe, if you got another guy, it would be easier on you."

I decided to give her the silent treatment.

"If you want to go home, I will take you." She actually looked guilty.

"No, I will still go." I smiled at her, the fact that she actually looked guilty put me in a better mood. "I guess I will meet him."

"Yay!" She exclaimed. "I don't know his name, though." And with that, she pulled into a parking space just a block away from First Beach.

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