Okay. Sorry for not updating last weekend. Too much Myspace and RP drama. Long story short, in my Alice account, Jasper thought that I hated him, and I kept on asking him if he was mad at me. He decided to go to Volturi, so I'm left confused. He breaks up with Bella on his Edward account, and that Bella just happens to be bestfriends with me/Alice. All these people start asking me questions and treating me as if I was garbage, and all I'm trying to do is try to get Jasper to stay. He decides to stay after I give a long speech of how if he loved me he'd stay with me and such. So, yeah... Message me for the details.

And then some bitch stole my and Bella's nicknames. Muffin and Cupcake. So I and Bella get mad and then all these people keep on lecturing me about how it's not big of a deal and I shouldn't make the person who stole them have a hard time. When all the time I didn't even mention that person's name. I only posted like two bullitens saying that I hate unoriginal people who steal stuff, but they drone on and on about how that's just unfair.

And I flew into a window on Sunday... Very painful. That's why i couldn't type up the remaining parts of the chapter...


SPOV

Seth was surprised. She looked like one of those girls who had guys following her everywhere, worshipping the ground she steps on, even. He had never thought of her as the outcast.

It would be practically impossible for any body to deny such a girl. "I don't know why, but you look like one of those girls who would have guys following you all over..." he said and shrugged.


LPOV

I laughed. He was right, very right, even. Guys would follow me everywhere, and it annoyed the hell out of me. And whenever she wore a V neck shirt, they'd try to look down it. And if I wore a skirt, they'd try their best to look up it.

It had happened before, but I'd slapped the guy of course. He had 'accidentally' dropt his pencil right next to my feet. So he got down and picked it up, while looking up my skirt of course.

I'd slapped him the second he peered in to look. Since then, a lot of the guys have tried to do it. They'd get hurt by me of course. Last time I had shoved a guy against a tree, and was about to punch him when he grinned and leaned in to attempt to kiss me.

I was disgusted, I punched him right on his lips, and they'd split and started bleeding. Of course I'd gotten a detention from doing it, but it was worth it. And the dumb bastard got himself into detention, too, so he could stare at me the whole time.

"You mean I'm in their wet dreams?" I asked. I was, and I was absolutley disgusted. Once in gym class, I had forgotten my gym clothes. So teh coach provided me with an extra pair. But of course it was too small.

The shirt had clung to my chest and the shorts seemed as if they were my underwear. As soon as I walked in, most of the guys had gotten a hard on. I only rolled my eyes at them. Some guys had the nerve to come and sit next to me.

And most of them attempted to run their hands down my legs. I did the only logical thing. Attack them where it hurt the most. They'd avoided me for a few minutes, but then came back again. I was absolutley furious.

"Yes, I am. But after they realised I wouldn't date them, some of them stopped following me around. But I'm sure they still have those disgusting dreams," I said, a shudder running down my spine.

"Well then, if you ever wnated a date, you could get one in the snap of your fingers," he said, laughing.

I admit I was a little hurt that he thought it no deal that every guy wanted me. I had wanted him to like me. I stopped my thoughts, I didn't want to take this too far, in case I get hurt.

I giggled, attempting to make it sound like I didn't care. It worked, I was pretty good at acting. I ahd learned to act when I first came to Forks, I needed to anyways. I didn't want anyone knowing the truth.

"Very true," I said lightly. "But no one has caught my eye yet." It was true, all the guys were either really perverted, or just plain bastards. I didn't like any of them. Even though I knew that many of them wished that they could get into my pants.

"Oh, well I'm sure someone will soon," he chided. He had no idea how right he was. I was already starting to like him, but I was sure that he didn't like me. I ignored that, feeling a small pain fill my chest.

I really did want him to like me. I wasn't sure why, every single guy I met, would start liking me the second I saw them, but Seth, I wasn't too sure if he liked me or not. It sounded as if he didn't, anyways.

I shrugged and smiled, kicking my acting skills into gear again. "Until then, I'll just kick back and relax. Having a boyfriend would be too much work anyways," I said. And I meant it.

I had had a boyfriend before I moved to Forks, but eventually it had become too much stress for me. He was just too dependant and putty in my hands. So I'd broken up with him, of course he was upset, but I didn't care anymore.

And I'd been single ever since. I didn't mind actually, it gave me more free time anyway.

(I'm listening to Single by Natasha Bedingfield, that will explain a lot of what I'm gonna write soon. Go ahead and listen to it right now, it's a pretty good song. http://www(DOT)youtube(DOT)com/watch?v9Y4sKeIucjM)

"We aren't that immature..." he mumbled trailing off. I laughed. It was cute, he thought it was that, when it was something completly different.

"Well, I'm not sure about you, but I definatley know some guys who are immature. And anyways, I meant the stress would be too much to deal with and such. It's better to be single. Sign of independance and freedom," I said, taking a deep breath when I finished.

"True..." he admitted with a small shrug. I grinned at his face. It was so cute, his expression I meant.

I laughed. "I'm always right," I lightly teased, doing a small idiotic dance. I giggled spinning once more, my dark curls going all over the place. I turned to him, a huge smile stretching across my face.

SPOV

((Only 'cause I want to. Hehe. I just feel like it... Annnnnnnnnnnnd I'm sure you'll like it... ;D))

I watched her doing a small dance, the way her hair twirled around her. The way her hips swayed, barely noticable but still there. The way her smile stayed glued to her face, and her eyes sparkled with happiness.

I wanted so very much and kiss her right then and there, but resisted. I suddenly felt confused. How come I just had an urge to hold her in my arms? I never felt like that. The feeling just came to me all of a sudden...

Had I imprinted on her already? I ignored that thought, shoving it, with much force, to the back of my mind. I shouldn't think about that now. Not so early, anyways, I had just met her anyways.

I laughed as she wobbled to a stop, stretching her arms outward to keep balance. I watched her piercing blue eyes twinkle, her breathing causing her chest to rise and fall quickly. "There isn't too many girls in La Push..." I trailed off.

There weren't. And they all thought of Seth as a young pup anyways. Since he was one of the newest members of the pack. They prefered the older boys of the pack, like Jake and Paul.

She raised an eyebrow and giggled. The sound of it was soft and musical, and simply perfect. "Oh, really? La Push seems like a coll place. You know, with the beach and all," she said, looking towards the water.

A wierd expression crossed her face and I figured that she remembered that she was at the beach. I coughed. "For the guys it's boring," I admitted sheepishly.

She grinned once more and rolled her eyes. "What? You guys don't go surfing? Swimming?" she paused, a small smirk toying with her wonderful full lips. "Cliff diving?"

I admit I was a little shocked that she would go cliff diving. I mean, I do do it with the rest of the pack, but I heard that Bella Swan had almost drowned when she tried it for the first time and Jake wasn't there with her.

"Yesh, but no gorgeous girls around. This is the first time I saw you so that has changed..." I immediatley looked away. I hadn't meant to say it. I coughed, slightly trying as best to cover it up, but I'd already said it, I can't change that now. "So umm what shall we do?" I asked to try and change the subject.

LPOV

((Oh come on! You can't possible be not wondering what she's thinking! Haha. Lol. Read on, read on, ignore the rambling writer...))

I giggled and acted not to hear, just for his sake, but inside, I was beaming. He thought I was gorgeous! I'm so used to guys telling me I'm gorgeous, so why did he make the difference? What was so special about him.

Lol. They're both wondering what this strange feeling inside is. Awwwww. Puppy love!!!!! Wait! OMG! Get it!? Seth is a wolf, and I just said Puppy love?! Hahahahaha. Sowwy, being sleepy makes me high... o.0

I shrugged, lightly. "I don't know..." she trailed off, thinking hard, once my brain hurt, I stopped. "Ummm... Maybe we can go swim or something... If that's alright with you, that is..." I trailed off.

I did want to go swimming, and I also wanted to see him without that shirt, he was already wearing shorts, so that part didn't matter. I shocked myself at these thoughts. What was so specail about him that I loved so much? Why did I want to see him without a shirt so badly?

"That sounds great," he said with a smile.

I grinned, taking off my hoodie, shirt and pants, throwing them into the sand. I'd already worn my bikini before coming to the beach. I'd had a feeling that I'd need it. And that feeling was right.

I smiled lightly. "Come on!" I said laughing, freeing my hair from my loose pony tail. A soft breeze blew tugging gently at her hair. She shivered lightly, and wrapped her arms around her waist, rubbing her arms as goose bumps appeared.

SPOV

Haha. Sorry for all the switching, I just wanted to include Seth's point of view of watching her take her clothes off and standing in front of him in only a bikini. ;D

I watched as she slipped her clothes off. Her pale skin moved across her bones as she moved her body. She was pretty skinny. Her stomach was flat, her ribs barely noticable, but still there.

Her legs were long and thin too, a great match to her small waist. Her chest was a modest size, but I didn't spend time looking at it. I didn't want to be slapped across the face and called a perv.

I noticed her shivering. I put my arm around her for a second, to warm her up, but then ran to the water. I noticed that when I touched her skin, something passed from my fingers, to my arm and into my chest.

Whatever it was, it was strong enough to give me goose bumps. It was unusual, it was pretty hard to do with a werewolf of my temprature. I turned back to her when I heard her gasp, her cheeks were stained a beautiful red.

I grinned as she splashed into the water. I watched her as she came up to me and started shivering. I lost my smile as I looked down at her with a worried expression. "Maybe we should wait for swimming?" I offered, I didn't want her to get sick because of me.

She shook her head no, starting to shiver less. She was stuborn, I figured that out. "It's alright, my body'll get used to it soon," she said, pulling wet strands of hair away from her face and eyes. "Come on, let's swim already!" she said as she pushed back into the waves and started swimming.

I smiled and dove into the water, swimming after her. She grinned and kicked her legs harder once she saw me catching up with her. I grinned back and grabbed her legs, pulling her underwater for a splitsecond.


Pwease don't kill me. I just wanted to leave it here becasue I thought it a good break for the chapter.