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"I can't do this"

The words popped up on-screen. My heart skipped a beat. I tried my best to hold myself together. I just simply logged off the computer and laid down in bed.

As I lay there on my queen size bed, I realize that my 5'6 frame doesn't fill it all up. Then I forgot, I'm pretty short for my age, 16.

I closed my eyes, before I know it; light was shining through my windows.

"Get up, Get up, Get UP!!" My mom Screamed

I slowly rose, almost forgetting what happened the previous night. As I leapt from bed and got into the shower, I thought about what happened the night before.

The water poured on my back and it seems to numb the pain a bit. After I showered and dressed, mom took me to school, where I saw Matt and Jeff, my 2 best friends.

Our group was a weird one, me being short and really tan, Matt was tall and pale, and Jeff was almost taller than Matt, and was black. Both Jeff and Matt were football junkies, they couldn't get enough. Matt was the 2nd string Kicker, and Jeff was the starting Linebacker.

"HEY DUDE!" Matt Called out

"Yo!" Jeff Woofed.

I just sluffed off towards them, seeming more zombie-like than usual. Jeff and Matt saw my mood at once and knew the perfect way to cheer my up.

Jeff ran and got Lindsay, some new freshman who has a crush on me. He whispered something in her ear and she walked over and whispered into mine,

I know where we can go to have a little fun… If your interested," She whispered

My face turned red, then purple, when she bit my ear at the fun part, and then it went back to regular as I slowly said no, and she left in a pout.

Matt and Jeff were completely dumbfounded, I had never turned down a girl before.

"Sorry guys, Ashley really messed me up," I said

The bell rung and we all went to our normal classes, not knowing, that things were going to get worse.

About 2 months passed, nothing much changed, except for one night, my mom pulled me out of my room.

"Jason, Im worried. All you do is hole yourself in your room and sulk. Its been 2 months, move on, find someone else," She said

"Your one to talk, you constantly whine about dad, why don't you move on mom?" I countered

She looked at me, with pain in her eyes, "You didn't need to say that." Then her eyes lit up, "I know, the perfect thing to make you feel better!"

She ran into her room, ruffling her dress while she did it, when she came back, she had a plane ticket in her hand.

"Your going to meet him, and your brother. It will do you some good, to get Ashley off your mind. This is only 1 way, and Ill send you the plane ticket back whenever you sound like you are better," She explained

I sighed. Leave it to mom to do this, although I couldn't help but wonder what my dad was like, I had sat up at night thinking about what he does, and if my brother was older or younger than me.

"Where does he even live?" I asked.

"Some resort in Washington," She said, "La Push, I believe it was called."

"Great, leave it to a lousy father to live on a real fancy resort, at least this will get my mind off of Ashley." I thought

I went to my room and started packing, there was no use arguing, when mom had her mind set on something, its going to happen.

I called Jeff and Matt and they almost cried when they heard.

"Dude, that sucks! Listen, me and Jeff will skip school sometime and head up there, we can't have you handling the babes all alone, you know." Matt said.

After I got everything packed, I looked at the ticket; it was pretty simple, Coach Class… I almost dropped the ticket when I saw the date. She made it for the next day! My face turned red, I immediately jumped out my window and went to my car. I needed some relief, time to head to Tommy's.

When I got to Tommy's, he was sitting in his room, and had a bottle of Watermelon pucker in his hand, barely even drank. I was glad; I needed some assistance to all the stuff going on.

He sat and took sips as I told him all that had happened in the passed 3 months.

"Wow, that sucks, and all the chicks there would be pale, cuz they get like… No sun," Tommy, or Tc as we called him, said.

"How'd you know?" I asked.

"I've been there before, the only hot chicks I saw there were these 2 senior chicks, and they were just… Weird," He said.

Tc was my outlet for all my problems, as much as I don't like to admit it, me and him partied a lot. But he was a fun guy, and a really good friend.

"Oh well, I don't know, Ill try to keep in contact, Ill be there for a while," I said.

"Yeah, that sucks," He said, and passed the bottle to me.

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I stepped off the plane in Forks, a small town right next to La Push. My mind immediately noticed the cold weather and the rain. I shivered, I hated cold weather, I loved being warm.

My legs were numb, so I decided to take a run before I opened up the directions to my father's house. As I was running, I noticed what Tc meant. All the girls were… Normal. Compared to Ashley, at least.

As I was running, a motorcycle passed me by, a teenager was on it, with the looks of about 18. As he was passing by, his clothes were almost ripping off his muscles. He looked like the guy you didn't want to mess with.

When I got back to the airport, I found my stuff where I left it. With the directions at the top of the bag, I grabbed it, and started following the directions. Take a right here… Take a left here… Mom was definitely really bad with directions, I got lost almost immediately.

As I was trying to look for any sign telling me where I was, the guy in the motorcycle pulled up next to me and looked at me.

"You lost?" He asked.

"Unfortunately, I need to know how to get to La Push," I said.

He took off his helmet, and I noticed he looked a lot like me. Shaggy Brown hair, kind face, one that shows he's a friend, not an enemy, but BUILT his muscles stretched his shirts all the way.

"I'm heading there now, where do you need to go?" He asked.

"Uhm, I'm heading to Billy Blacks house? He's… Uhh… Related to me," I chose my words carefully.

"Really? Wow, that explains why we look so much alike, I'm his son, Jacob, Jacob Black,"

(A/N) I already have a lot more written, but I wont post unless I get reviews, Srsly.