Hello, again! If you are reading this, then I thank you very much! I hope the story is ok so far, but I PROMISE that it will (hopefully, haha) get better! I have a lot of ideas right now, so I'm still having a little trouble organizing them. If anybody's confused, PM/email(when I put it up) me, or just put it in a review. I'll do my best to answer it ASAP.

Also, I will be writing the story in present tense from now on. Finally, as a little heads up, this chapter just introduces Lily, and sort of gets a tiny 'another OC' problem going. Seth will most likely play a part soon, unless nothing happens until the sequel… Yes, there is a very big possibility that this first story just sets the stage for the second story, where the real Seth / OC part develops and the rest of the Twilight characters are introduced. But I will do my best to integrate Seth into this story as much as possible, until I can start the next one.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. If I did, Breaking Dawn would have come out in one shot.


~LA - Lily POV~

"Oh Lily, here's Connor Davis. He's cute isn't he? And he could do wonders for your career. Just say the word and I'll get that Isis McLane girl out of the way. She has no right to stay so close to him if there's 'nothing going on between them.'"

I groan on the inside. Eliza, my 26 year old manager, can be such a teenager sometimes. It has only been a week since my debut on "The Next Big Thing," and she is already trying to get me in a love scandal to gain publicity.

I brush my blond hair behind my ear and sigh deeply. I sure miss my bronze locks, but Eliza says it looks more glamorous blond. Normally I would never have just followed along with something someone else said, but I seriously need the fame. If being blond will get me more attention, then blond it is.

Now, I know what you're all thinking. "Oh my god, this girl is awful. She's only in it to feel popular." Well, you're wrong. Sure, I may need recognition, but it's not because I want it in particular. Honestly, I would just like to be able to sing my heart out, and live a happy life with my family. But that's the problem. I have no family. My parents and brother died a long time ago, when I still didn't fully understand how cruel the world could be. The only person I considered a relative abandoned me after agreeing to be my guardian. I need to become famous, get connections, and find that man, so I can settle the score. No, I'm not going to kill him. Don't be silly. I just need to know why. Why he would be so cruel to just leave a child in the dust like that. Then, I can just sing to the public like I have wanted to do ever since I was a little girl.

But seeing as I still have no family, and am only 16- a minor, Eliza's my guardian, and as for her, she just likes the flashy lights of the paparazzi and the opportunity to make eyes at guys who are way too young for her.

Anyway, she wants me to get in between this 17 year old celebrity couple, Connor Davis and Isis McLane. Connor is the buff California surfer teen heartthrob, and to top it all off, he can serenade a girl to heaven, AND act. He's a solo artist, but often does collaborations with other stars, mixed in with an occasional TV role. Connor, even if I'm not really interested in dating at the moment, with his spiky, dirty blond hair, turquoise eyes, white teeth, defined abs, and totally considerate personality, is HOT. While Isis apparently, sometimes is not.

Isis is beautiful, no doubt about that. She has plump red lips, silky, fiery red hair, and sparkling eyes that are as green as a golf course. But from what I've heard, her attitude leaves something to be desired. Contrary to Connor, Isis is a full time actress. She portrays sweet, innocent Mary Jane characters that you just can't help but cry along with, but as soon as the shoot is over she will become a defensive and moody brat who will lash out at anyone who isn't authorized to give her her allowance, her car keys, her credit card, or her coffee. Clearly, I don't really like this girl, but she and Connor make an attractive couple. The press just can't get enough of the adorable teenage pair, and the fact that they've been in an on-off relationship for weeks now makes them jump at any and every possible leak they can find, almost like mad dogs.

So as I was saying, Eliza wants me to take advantage over the confusion in relationship status and snag Connor from Isis. As much as I would like to hold Connor's hand, and get smothered in heated make out sessions with someone as attractive and kind as he is (wow that sounds really shallow, but I'm NOT! I really am NOT, he's just so good looking that it makes a girl lose her voice of reason sometimes), I'm just not looking for love or dating. I need to find my relative first, and besides, I'm a dead end in love. I'm weird, maybe even considered a monster. No, scratch that, I don't know what I am, and I can't tell anybody about my problems, because face it: nobody will understand. Let's just say no one should love me. Ever. I will only end up hurting my partner, and myself. So I'll have to pass on Connor, and fortunately avoid Isis taking her rage out on me for stealing her potential guy.

"Sorry Eliza," I say. "But you know what I said when we first met. No boys until I achieve my goal."

Eliza shakes her head like I'm crazy. Exasperatedly she says, "But Lily! You're 16. You ought to be out with a boyfriend and enjoying the feeling of young love! You could still look for whoever you're looking for while enjoying your free time with a nice guy. Besides, if it's Connor, that would be a total popularity boost!"

I shake my head while rolling my eyes (coordination skills, I know). "Eliza, everything else comes second. This guy could be my family, and don't even ask how I know he's out there," I say before she can open her mouth. "I know he is. Besides, I don't want to use Connor for his status. If I date anyone, I want to do it because the person's a nice guy. I barely even know Connor."

Eliza throws her hands up in the air and says, "Fine, you want to get to know him, well that's exactly what you'll get." Then she picks up her agenda book and keys, and opens the door of our shared apartment. "Come on," she says. "We've got to get to a live interview."

I give her a puzzled look. There wasn't supposed to be an interview today, let alone live. I quickly look down at my outfit, and hope it's presentable. Thankfully, it is. My salmon colored sundress is perfect for a semi-formal occasion.

"Who's the interview with?" I ask Eliza.

She gives me this sly smirk, and I know it can't be good. "Oh, just a casual one, to let the fans get to know you on a more personal level," she says, "with Rob Carter… and Connor Davis."

I gasp at first, but my open mouth quickly turns into a frown. Rob Carter is the host of "Love Doctor," where 2 celebrities are paired together for a quick interview and then a date that is broadcasted on television. Eliza, that sneaky little conniving fox! She set me up, and with Connor no less! I grind my teeth as loud as I can and stomp out the door, while Eliza begins laughing hysterically from behind me. God! She is such a kid sometimes.

By the time we get to the set for "Love Doctor," I've stopped seeing red, but trust me, Eliza will pay for this.

She snorts at my grimace and says, "God Lily, lighten up! You should be thanking me right now. After all, I'm setting you up with the guy all teenage girls probably pay homage to in their bedrooms every night before bed."

I scoff. "Ugh Eliza, that's an insult to girls everywhere. I mean, do you see ME doing that?"

Eliza mumbles under her breath what I think is, "You ought to," but I pay no attention to her. Right now, I have to get ready for the interview and not sound like a total idiot.

"Ah, if it ain't the famous Lily Mason," I hear a man, who I presume to be Rob Carter, say in a fake western accent. "Eliza, you should be very proud of this little lady. It's only been a week since her first appearance, and I hear she's already making great progress on the charts, and in boys' hearts."

He winks at me, and I suppress an urge to gag. Rob is a fit man, equipped with a sturdy cleft chin. His hair, drowned in gel and hairspray sickens me, as well as his nose-burning cologne. But I paste a smile on my face as Eliza giggles like she's my age.

"Oh thank you Mr. Carter," I say in a sickly sweet voice that even brings a twitch to my own eye. "But what do you mean, the boys? I was under the impression that I was just another girl who wanted to sing because of her passion for music."

Rob laughs like I've just told the joke of the century. "Oh darlin', you're such a sweetheart." I give him a subtle withering look, and Eliza nudges me in the arm to "be polite." But Rob doesn't even notice. "You may think you're singin' for the world, darlin'," he says, "but just keep this in mind. You got the looks, the talent, and the appeal down pat. Guys are gonna come runnin', just like the one here with you today – Connor Davis." He looks over his shoulder, to where Connor is, talking with none other than Isis McLane.

"Well, I'd better get to know him a little then," I say with a plastic, perky smile. But in reality, I want nothing more than to run away. I can't risk the possibility of getting tangled up with Connor and Isis. If I fall in love, all of my hard work to keep my secrets may be undone, and I can't have that. Anyone looking for a girlfriend should just leave me alone, because my romance won't be anything like a cheesy romantic comedy, if I can even find love in the first place, which I won't, because I'm hopeless. The person I am just isn't made for love. I can't give a person forever, because it doesn't last. At least, not for me it doesn't. Anyway, love just isn't on my side.

And apparently, neither is luck, because Connor Davis is walking towards me with Isis McLane desperately trying to grab his hands.

"Hey," he says casually while flipping his hair and flashing me a bright smile. "You must be Lily. I'm Connor, and this is Isis. It's nice to meet you." He puts his hand out for me to shake, while Isis glares at me.

Uh oh. Connor, is such a gentleman that my heart is starting to flutter. Why does he have to be so freakin' nice AND attractive. But I can't develop feelings for him. It would ruin everything! So instead, I try to give him an awful first impression to shake him off.

I blatantly ignore his outstretched palm and merely look at him in the eyes and say, "Look, I don't like you, and you had better not like me. I'm only here because my manager is forcing me, so leave me alone. I don't need a "Love Doctor" or anything to give me a love life. So take your Barbie over there, and stay 15 feet away from me at all times, until we have to get the dumb interview over with." I turn to walk away until I feel a hand on my shoulder.

Crap. I expect to be met with an angry Connor about to beat me to a pulp, but instead he's…smiling? In fact, the only angry one seems to be Isis.

"Wow Lily," he laughs. His laugh is so carefree, it's hot. "I know you don't mean that. I can see it in your eyes. Besides, why can't you get to know me a little? I sure as hell want to know YOU. Honestly, I didn't mean any harm when I came over. Just wanted to save you from Rob over there. You're grimace was starting to look permanent. And as for Isis," he says looking at her, "we're just friends. The paparazzi sure love to exaggerate everything, huh Isis?"

Isis doesn't look like she likes where the conversation was going, but she goes with it.

"Yeah, sure," she says while examining her nail beds, pretending not to care. Connor turns back to me like a happy little puppy.

"See?" he asks me. "There's nothing to be afraid of on "Love Doctor." I promise to treat you right on the date; maybe even a second if we feel the spark." He winks. I bet most girls faint at that. I almost do myself, until I remember my predicament.

I pretend to snort, like the possibility is ridiculous. "Oh please. Thanks, but no thanks. I'm not looking for a boyfriend. If you don't want to get hurt, stay away from me. I'm not normal, and nobody deserves a girl like me."

But this seems to interest Connor further. "Is that a threat Miss Mason?" he asks while wiggling his eyebrows with a smile playing on his lips. "Well then, I guess I'll just have to see for myself then. You're a mystery, Lily Mason, but not a dead end."

I take a step back and shake my head. "You don't know who or what I am," I warn. Before he can say anything in reply, I quickly run to the bathroom.

Why does Connor Davis have to be so damn attractive? I splash some cold water on my face.

Lily, FOCUS, I scream at myself. Developing feelings for him, or anyone for that matter, is no good! You'll be vulnerable to not only the guy, but THEM as well, and then both of you will get hurt. Don't do it!

I groan submissively. Connor may be insanely gorgeous, but I have a well-practiced self-control behind me. There's no way anyone or anything will be weeding its way into my heart. Not even the cutest puppy in the world (A/N: Really now?). I wipe my face on a paper towel and then curse under my breath. My light make up is ruined. Thankfully, I have my tiny bag of cosmetics with me. I silently grab the makeup remover, eyeliner, eye shadow, and glistening lip gloss. The process is fairly quick, since I believe make up should accentuate your features, rather than mask them.

I'm just about ready to leave, when Isis walks in. She strolls up to me and looks me in the eye. We're about the same height, but with my heels she has to look up at me.

We stare each other down with eyes of intensity, until she says slowly, as if it will help me understand better, "Stay away from Connor, you man stealer. Or you'll regret it." Then she turns on her heel and leaves the way she came.

I almost laugh at her cliché threat. I've just learned firsthand that Isis really is a terrible girl. But they can't all be gems, so I brush it off and decide to give Connor an extra lingering gaze and smile, just to make her squirm. I may not be looking for a boyfriend, but a little revenge is always fun!

So I walk out of the bathroom with a little more confidence in my step, and try to be alluring. People have always complimented me on my looks. I can only hope that they weren't lying to me, as I flash what I hope is a stunning smile in Connor's direction. His eyes widen in surprise. I assume that means the smile is working. Score one for me.

I strut towards him and purr, "Can't wait for the interview."

Then I make my way towards Rob and Eliza to get ready. As far as I can tell, Isis is seething, and Connor is still in shock. This interview is going to be a piece of cake.

~La Push – Seth POV~

So I'm watching football with the guys. We're screaming at the TV, and as soon as our team's about to score, CLAIRE suddenly grabs the remote and changes the channel to some crap show called "Love Doctor." Then we start screaming in despair, Quil tells us to stop upsetting Claire, we shut up, and Claire says, "I thought Seth would want to see this."

I'm about to tell her there's no way in hell I'm watching "Love Doctor" with her, until I realize who's on it. It's LILY! …and a guy. The super famous Connor Davis. All the girls fall for him. Lily keeps smiling flirtatiously at him, and he does it back to her. They're clearly in to each other, but I can't help but wish her actions were directed towards me. My heart twists in pain like I've never felt before. It's worse than getting hit by a truck, ripping your arm off, listening to Jake sing a Christina Aguilera song, and getting shot all at the same time. I want to cry.

Leah sees this and curses. "That bitch," she mutters.

But even though my tears are almost spilling, I can't take anyone denigrating my imprint. "SHUT UP LEAH!" I scream.

Sam pats my back and says, "Don't worry Seth. She just hasn't met you yet. I think you should go to LA this week. Meet her."

Jake starts to argue. "But the bloodsuckers will be back any-"

Sam cuts him off. "We'll deal. Seth, go."

"What do I say to her?" I croak.

Sam just smiles and says, "Just be yourself. Remember, she was born to be your partner. She'll come around."

I repress the urge to say, "What if" and just nod.

"Ok," I say. "Tomorrow, I'm going to LA."

The rest of the wolves pat me on the back as I go upstairs to pack a bag of essentials for my week in LA. I sure hope I don't mess this up.


I hope Chp. 2 moved things along a little. What did you think? Good – Bad? Put it in a review! I would appreciate it a lot! Next chapter: Seth and Lily might meet. :D Until next time!

Lil