Seth woke up with his sheets all over the place, blanket in a crumpled heap on the floor, feeling a mixture of both excitement and despair; first day of school.

Brilliant rays of sunshine fell easily through the window, right through the dream catcher suspended in front of the glass, painting intricate shadows on the walls. He had almost overslept. Seth untangled himself from the messy sheets, and jumped out of bed, nearly slipping and falling face-first onto the floor. "That was close." He said to himself.

Seth found Jacob in the bathroom mid brushing his teeth, already dressed for school. "Good morning." He said, pecking him on the cheek. "Mornin'" Jacob mumbled back. "Why didn't you wake me up?" He asked. Jacob spat. "Well you looked so peaceful sleeping, I didn't want to bother you." Seth playfully punched his arm. "We have school today you dolt!" Jacob sighed. "Don't remind me... So, you excited to be going back?" Seth shrugged. "Kind of sort of... It feels weird though, you know? Just going back to school like nothing happened." Seth took a comb and parted his messy hair.

"Yep, but hopefully this will be a normal year."

"Jake, I'm ready!" Seth hollered from outside. He was growing rather impatient as they were already 15 minutes late and Seth had somehow beaten Jacob outside. "Were is that boy?" Minutes later Jacob came rushing out the front door with two apples in hand. "Here ya go. Breakfast." He said, tossing one to Seth. "Oh, an apple... thanks." Jacob scowled. "Is someone being ungrateful? I didn't have to bring you anything you know? He said, poking Seth in the chest. "You're right, sorry. I'm just a little on edge." Seth said, rubbing his arm in a nervous fashion. "First day's always the roughest." Jacob grinned.

"It's funny. Us going to school off the rez." Seth said as Jacob drove towards Forks High School.

"Yeah well there's nothing wrong with switching things up every now and then." Jacob said with a bright smile. That smile soon disappeared. "Seth, there's something you need to be aware of." Seth starred at his boyfriend quizzically. "I don't know how people will react to us so..." Jacob trailed off.

"I know. I'm not an idiot. I know not everyone will be as accepting as the others were... and that's okay." Jacob stole a couple of quick glances at Seth. "I just wanted you to know." He said.

Jacob drove into the school's parking lot, taking note of the large amount of cars. "For Christ's sake! How hard is it to find one freaking parking spot?" He cursed. The school's parking lot was jam-packed with nearly every type of car imaginable. Some old, some new. Some shiny, others raggedy. "Uh, how many people go here?" Seth asked. "A lot apparently."

After spending what seemed to be an eternity searching for a spot, Jacob finally found one in the farthest reaches of the parking lot. "Finally." He groaned.

Seth stepped out of the truck and marveled at the size of the school. "Oh my God, it's huge!" He shrieked. "Yeah it is, thanks... OH you mean the school! Right... yeah it is." Jacob said, embarrassed.

Seth cracked a side-grin. Jacob had such a dirty mind sometimes.

Jacob and Seth entered the school and parted ways. "See ya third period." Jacob said, kissing his boyfriend on the lips.

Seth wandered about the school, not really sure where his first period class was at. The school's many twists and turns were beginning to give him a headache. "Mother fucker!" He cursed in his head.

Then he saw it, Room 318B, Advanced Placement Chemistry, and his first period of the day.

Seth slowly turned the door handle, as he stepped inside all eyes turned to him, giving him a feeling of uncertainty. A tall man with messy brown hair and thick glasses approached him. "Hi, I'm Mr. Harris, and you are?" Seth swallowed hard. "Seth Clearwater." He said nervously. Mr. Harris eyed him suspiciously as he glanced at a sheet of paper, which Seth assumed must have been the class roster. "Ah yes, here we are. Mr. Clearwater... Seth, I think there's a seat back in the corner over there." He said, pointing to the corner of the room. As Seth went to take his seat he passed a guy, probably only a few years old than he was, making a stereotypical Native American sound with his mouth and hand, inciting laughter from those around him. Whatever nervousness and uncertainty Seth was feeling before had pretty much dissipated as he now restrained himself from lashing out at the guy, claws ablaze. "It's not worth it." He told himself as he took his seat.

"Okay, class! I want everyone to pair up with the person to their right. Talk to them, get to know them. These people will be your classmates for the rest of the year and you will often work together. After words, I will go around the room and ask everyone to tell me at least three things they learned about their partner." Mr. Harris said enthusiastically. With a clap of his hands, he instructed the class to partner off.

Seth took a subtle glance to his left and noticed a pretty, curly-haired brunette girl with a butterfly pin in her head who seemed to be entirely fascinated by him. She starred at him quietly with a large smile on her face until Seth turned his head towards her completely. "Hi!" She said excitedly. "My name is Rachel." She continued. Seth was a little taken aback by her extreme friendliness but didn't let it show. "Hi, I'm Seth." He said with a polite grin on his face. "Well of course it is, I just heard it! Well I guess I'll start with myself, my full name is Rachel Lynn Berensen, I'm 16 and a Junior. I was born and raised right here in Forks. I'm an only child. My mom is a stay-at-home wife and my dad is actually the principal here. I have 2 dogs and a goldfish. Now you." She giggled.

"Uh, let's see... you already know my name so no sense in saying that again... well I'm 15, and a Senior, I-"

"Wait. You're a Senior?!" Rachel asked, shocked.

"Yeah... I got skipped up a couple of grades." Seth shrugged.

"Smart and cute. I like that." Rachel laughed.

Seth smiled sheepishly.

"Well anyway, I'm Quileute Native American. I have one sister. My dad past away recently and my mom is... whatever. I live on the La Push reservation not too far from here."

Rachel went on about the Native culture and how interesting she thought it was, how she thought she and Seth would make a cute couple and other things. Seth didn't want to be rude but he had stopped listening to her. She was nice, but she talked entirely too much. He breathed a sigh of relief when Mr. Harris called time.

"Okay, lets go aro-" Suddenly the bell rung. Signaling the end of first period. "Thank goodness." Seth thought.

"Well class, we will pick this up tomorrow. Have a great day."

Seth tried to exit the room quickly but Rachel caught up to him. "Oh Seth! What class do you have next?"

"Gym." He answered back.

"Me too! How great is that? Come on, we can walk together!" Rachel took Seth's hand and dragged him through the mob of people in the hallway, taking several turns and finally going down a flight of steps and turning another corner.

The gym was huge. There were multiple basketball courts, an indoor track upstairs, a weight-lifting room, and a volleyball court.

After performing some basic warm up exercises, the class was instructed by Coach Fox to do five laps around the track upstairs, either running or walking, a collective groan echoed her words. Seth didn't see it as a big deal. He took his position on the line and at the blow of a whistle he took off, easily outrunning the others who decided to run. Seth completed his five laps with ease while everyone else still had four or more. The coach was very impressed by his speed.

"Geez, kid. I have never seen anyone move with that kind of speed before! Have you considered running Track?"

Seth shrugged, "I guess I'm open to it."

"Well come see me if you decide, we could really use someone like you."

Gym class ended and Seth was relieved to learn that he didn't have another class with Rachel. It was now third period, Calculus, with Jacob. Seth's heart soared with joy when he thought about it.

Seth found the classroom with relative ease. From the hallway he could see Jacob sitting at a table alone, absentmindedly playing with his hair, his legs draped across the seat next to him. "Hey." Seth said as he approached the table. Jacob's face lit up when he saw him. "Hey." He answered back, pulling Seth into a hug and kissing his neck, which made him squirm with glee. "How's your day going?" He asked. "It's better now." Seth said. Jacob looked worried.

"Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, like you said. First day's always the roughest." Seth said.

Just then a heavy set woman entered the room, "Lord have mercy, that three bean salad is not agreeing with me." They heard her mumble. Seth stifled a giggle.

"Oh! Hello there, my name is Mrs. Harper. And who do I have the pleasure of getting to know this year?"

"I'm Jacob Black and this is Seth Bla- er uh Clearwater." Jacob answered for both of them.

Mrs. Harper walked to her desk and began running a finger up and down a sheet of paper, presumably searching for their names.

"Okay then, Jacob, Seth, welcome to Calculus!"

As the other students began to slowly file in, Mrs. Harper busied herself with writing problems on the chalkboard. Jacob took one look at them and groaned. Math had never been his best subject. He studied the board intensely, attempting to work out solutions in his head. Seth picked up on his thoughts and giggled.

"Does someone need help?" He asked in a condescending tone.

"No. I got it."

Minutes late Seth asked again, after continuing to hear Jacob's frustrated thoughts. Jacob growled at him.

"Don't push me away if you need help... 'Jakey-poo.' " Seth said, puckering his lips and making kissing noises.

"Fine." Jacob grumbled.

"Okay all you have to do is-" Seth was cut off.

"Check out the two fags in the front." A whispered voice said.

That word pierced through both of their ears like a jolt of lightning. Jacob spun around to try and identify the source, his eyes glowing a bright yellow.

"Jake! Calm down!" Seth said in a panicked voice. "It's not worth it!"

In the corner of the room, two guys were laughing hysterically amongst themselves. Seth identified one of them as being the guy from his first period who made fun of him.

Jacob stood up from his chair and advanced towards them.

"Jacob stop!" Seth called out to him in telepathy. It was no use.

Jacob stood in front of the pair, staring at them intimidatingly.

"Can I help you with something, fa-"

Jacob seized the guy by the front of his shirt, lifting him several feet into the air.

"Oh my, Jacob! You put him down at once!" Mrs. Harper demanded.

"Call me another one, I dare you." Jacob said, not breaking eye contact with the boy.

"What the hell is wrong with you man?!" The boy struggled helplessly against Jacob's grip.

The rest of the class looked on, some in shock, others recording with cellular phones.

"Call me another one." Jacob repeated himself.

Seth raced over and began pleading with his boyfriend to let him go.

"No." He said plainly.

"Jake, you're making a bad situation worse. Just stop and think! Please!"

"Do you honestly think I'm going to just let him get away with this?!"

"If you love me, you'll let him go." Seth said in a low voice.

Seth's words seemed to have an impact as at the moment, Jacob let him go, albeit slamming him on the table first, then storming out of the room.

Seth sighed. "And so it begins."

~ And so here it is, the first chapter for the new story. Be sure to review! I'll try to post updates at least every week, if not every two. Thanks for reading.~