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Delilah's POV

I walked into the new mansion my father had built. It was right on the border of La Push and Forks. Why because my father was Quileute and wanted to be "a part of the tribe again" and I screamed for hours when he told me I was going to be sent to some school on a reservation. I have gone to a private school my entire life! Ok yeah so I am a bit of a spoiled brat but blame my parents not me.

My dad grew up in La Push before moving to Los Angeles to become a UCLA Bruin. There he met my mother and they have this wonderful story about how they fell in love and graduated then married and had me. Oh and yeah became billionaires in the process. Yeah we had a sweet life, before my mother was murdered. Then everything crumpled. My dad buried himself in his work. I buried myself in pretty much everything I could, fashion, dance, even school. After two years we were doing okay. My dad is literally my best friend. We tell each other everything. So yeah it was a huge surprise when he announced he wanted to leave warm sunny LA to move to some middle of no where town where he grew up. I mean okay he wanted a change, but seriously we are Carters! We have a car for everyday of the week, we have houses-make that mansions all over the world. My closet is bigger than some houses in La Push! Why would I want to live here? Simple, it would make my dad happy. So I packed up all my things from my beautiful beach house in LA, said goodbye to all my friends I had know since I could walk, finally dumped my cheating completely gorgeous rocker boyfriend, strapped on my favorite Jimmy Choo shoes, and came here to La Push, Washington. Ok so my first reaction was pretty mean. My dad had shown me pictures of this place my entire life but I NEVER was like "Oh daddy can we please go there?!" Sure it was beautiful, peaceful, and the people here waved at you even though you were a complete stranger, but still I grew up in Los Angeles and New York! The two greatest cities in the US! But I promised I would try my hardest to like it here.

As soon as we had gotten here a month ago my dad had dragged me to meet the tribe in La Push. Everyone was pretty nice. There were these guys who all looked like they were on steroids I mean these guys were HUGE!! Not to mention completely obnoxious. Why do muscular guys have to be such assholes. First they did not have any shirts on and then they got the idea that challenging each other in a fight would somehow impress me. I put up with it for a good fifteen minutes until I was finally able to get a signal on my iphone to download the latest Tetris game. So there I was standing at the beach on some reservation completely content playing my Tetris game while the Tribe held some honorary welcome back barbeque for my dad, when Jerk # 1, Peter I think his name was, grabs my custom made pink iphone and starts playing MY Tetris game. Okay so a normal girl would have been like "oh" giggle "give it back silly" giggle giggle, but not me. Instead I jumped up grabbed the phone from his oversized hands, slapped him (which kinda hurt), then pulled out a bottle of Purell from my Chanel bag and proceeded to sterilize both my phone and my hand. This pissed off Peter and the freak started to shake like crazy, he literally looked like he was about to kill me. Ha the idiot good thing he didn't try. Right as he started to shake, the rest of the equally huge guys ran over and dragged him into the woods. Then one of the huge guys girlfriends, who had scars on her face, walked over to me and said "Please excuse him, he has a bit of a temper." Yeah right. A bit of a temper is when you ram into the guy in front of you in valet because he is explaining the importance of his Mercedes to the valet driver for twenty minutes, not when you freak out and turn into a giant wolf.

Yeah I know werewolves exist, and that's about all I know and all I care to know. Like I said I am not a normal girl. I am a spoiled rich girl who also happens to be an immortal. I have powers that I rarely use anymore because last time I started using them, my mother was killed. The so called "Protectors" yeah they have nothing on me. When I was still using my powers I read people's minds, move thing without moving them, have visions and a lot more cool things. But I have decided to ignore my powers and live a normal life just as my mother had done. See we are a family of immortals. We develop our powers around age twelve, we can choose to further study our powers or we can choose to ignore them. Once we hit twenty our decision is made final. We either stop aging or we continue aging but lose our powers. I am the last immortal and I have absolutely no interest in staying 20 for the rest of eternity. Nope not me I am going to graduate, get the hell out of this town, make my mark on the world by designing a successful fashion line, maybe marry someone if he ever comes along, and die a old, rich, happy woman. That is my plan and there is nothing, I repeat NOTHING that will stand in my way. I am Delilah fucking Carter and don't you forget that.