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Chapter one.

Scarlett's POV

I hate my life. Hate is an understatement. I 100% wished I could just go and start over. But that isn't going to happen so I should suck it up and deal with it right? Yes, I should but will I? No. I'm going to do what my parents taught me best, run away. Just get up, move, forget and create a new. So that's exactly what I'm doing. I'm moving to La push, Washington. It's some weird Indian reservation in the middle of nowhere. My mom is remarried to some guy. It's only been one full year since my dad died. And she already found some guy. His name is Joshua Uley and just because he thinks he is my dad, now I'm being dragged to La push. See I was adopted by Tim and Kara Zenith (zUh-neath) when I was a baby. You can tell I was adopted 'cause my mom has perfect blond hair and grey eyes, and my dad had blond hair and brown eyes. I look completely different I have long wavy brown, almost black, hair that reaches my waist. My skin is caramel witch make my blue eyes pop. If you haven't figured it out yet I'm Quileute Indian. That's the only thing I am allowed to know about my birth parents, is that they…or one…whatever somehow I have Indian in me. My brother,James was the only one I could talk to. He was adopted also. Last year he decided to join the army. So now my brother, the only person i could talk to is gone fighting the war. I have nightmares every night about seeing his pale face laying in a coffin with his heart dead in his chest. I shivered at the thought.

So now I am sitting in my new room on the reservation. I just finished unpacking all my junk. I know that Joshua Uley has a son living here and I know he isn't supposed to be here. I don't think they can kick him out but I really hope they do. I walked over to my closet and changed my cloths. I shrugged on slightly ripped jeans, a plane grey Tee and a black jacket. And of course flats. I looked at myself in my mirror. I saw a girl who looked damaged. Her once happy-go-lucky eyes were dull and lifeless. I looked at her body, she had curves caught unneaded eyes. I hated guys looking at my body, it made me so uncomfortable. I swiped on some mascara and some eyeliner. Brushed my hair and teeth.

I walked out into the living room to see my mom and Joshua cuddling on the sofa. I shot him a glare I knew could make them pissed. I love pushing people's buttons.

"Scar!" My mom gave me the warning look. I don't know what she saw in him! He is 50years old and she is only 32.

"What?" I turned to them. "You know they aren't going to like him here." They both shut up and looked at each other. I walked over to the door and right when my hand touched the door knob I heard the annoying, whiney, nasally voice I don't want to hear anymore.

"And where do you think you're going?" my mom spoke in a condescending voice. She betrayed me. I haven't forgiven her yet. I don't know if I can. I kept looking at the door.

"I don't think I'm going anywhere I know I'm going out." I slammed the door shut and stepped out on the wet grass. I needed time away. Hell, I want to get the fuck out of there a.s.a.p. I have to wait one more year before I can leave. I'm 17 so I have one more year of high school to go. I walked down the damp dirt road memorizing the ways I turned so I wouldn't get lost. I found myself at the beach in no time. I found a log right beneath a tree and sat down I finally glanced around the surrounding beach. I noticed a group a males and a couple girls with their head turned my way. I didn't care. It's the beginning of summer I have other things on my mind. I ducted my head and ran my fingers through my hair. I drew in a deep breath and let it out with a gust. I looked back up and stared ahead at the open sea. A few white birds flew in the distance. I could still feel they eyes burning holes in my body. I got back up again and decided to go back to the house. I went to get up when a little girl popped up out of nowhere. She flashed a beautiful smile and her eyes were dancing. She only had one front tooth and it was so cute! She latched on to my leg and looked at me.

"Hi! You're pwettty!" Her cute little accent made me want to have a kid just like that.

"Uhm, hi. Where's your family?" just as I asked I noticed three giant guys walking my way. Well, one actually was jogging. He skidded to a stop in front of us.

"Clair!" he said breathless. "You scared me half to death! Don't just get up and runaway randomly."

"I dewin't Uncle Pawl told me..." Right then the other two giant guys walked up. I didn't look at them yet. I was still focused on why there is a little girl attached to my leg because an Uncle Paul told her to? The fist Indian guy shot a glare at the second biggest guy. Just then I caught his glance. Everything stopped. It was like some wrapped a steal band around us. Right then I knew I couldn't leave La Push anymore. Everything around this mystery guy blurred like an old picture but everything was focused on him. He was beautiful to say the least. He had short hair that spiked up and the most amazing eyes I have ever seen in my whole life. They were a deep chocolate brown rimmed by thick eye lashes. Honestly, this feeling scared the hell out of me. I have way too many things going on to deal with this. It seemed like I was looking at him for a year but I knew it was only about 2 seconds. I looked down to Clair who was now throwing a complete temper tantrum.

"NOOOO QUIL, I DUN WANNA GO. SHE MY BEFF FRAND. "Tears started to run down her cheeks. I don't like when people cry especially little kids. She looked at me and reached her arms up. I reached down and picked her up. She was crying her eyes out.

"Hey don't cry." I told her. She layed her head on my shoulder. Then she pulled back and looked at Quil.

"I'm Quil by the way. I'm sorry for Clair she's probably just tired." Clair reached towards him and he put her in her arms.

"Oh no, its fine. I love little kids." I looked back to Clair. She smeared her tears away with her long sleeve and sniffled.

"Hey. I'm Jake and this is Paul." A husked voice said. Jake looked at Paul suggestively. So the hot guy is Paul. Awesome.

"Hi. I'm Scarlett. I just moved here." I said looking at all of them. They were all shirtless…um..wtf?

"Well then I guess you need to meet some people." Jake said throwing his arm over my shoulder. He started to drag me towards his group of friends. No. No. NO. I really am NOT in the mood to meet new people.I defiantly don't know anything about who and who not to mention my step dad too either. Plus, they are strangers.

"Actually." I said shrugging his arm off of my shoulders. Paul looked at me with his beautiful eyes that clearly said he wanted me to stay. I didn't know this guy. Why should I let a complete stranger influence my decisions. "I should really start heading back; I have a lot of unpacking to do." That wasn't a complete lie but it kind of was. "Really don't want my step dad pissed." Jake puffed his chest out and folded his arms across his chest. "I can take him." He said with a goofy grin on his face. I laughed at him.

"Who is he anyway?" Quil finally spoke up with Clair still in his arms. She was drifting in and out. Her tantrum must have used a lot of energy. Oh crap. Should I tell them? I'm being cornered now. I hate that feeling! So being me I opened my mouth and it all came out like a sink.

"His name is Joshua Uley. I-I don't even know anything about him. I should really get going." They all stared at me in shock. I'm guessing they didn't like him. I swiveled on the ball of my right foot but was suddenly stopped by a burning hot hand. I was jerked back facing another Indian man. I didn't recognize him. I studied him for a second and realized he looked similar to Joshu… Oh shit. I was for sure screwed now.

A/N: Hey guys this is chapter one, I'd really appreciate reviews and constuctive criticsm. I know that there are some mistakes and I'm sorrrrrrry. This is my first fanfic and won't be my last. I don't know if i should continue this or not so please please please give it a try. I know I jumped into this really fast but I WILL slow things down and explain more about Scarlett and her past. Oh and there will be Paul's POV so thats why its M for. I'm going to try to update alot. Reviews let me know what you guys want!