Disclaimer: No. I don't own Twilight or any of its characters, nor do I own the character of The Short Second Life Of Bree Tanner...That's a long name...Well, on with the story!

"Oh my god... Oh my god, Oh my GOD!" I started to freak out, and he touched my arm, trying to get me to calm down. I looked up into his eyes, in the dim light, and I imprinted.

"What's wrong?" The little girl asked.

"N-Nothing. Don't worry. It'll be okay." I replied. How do you take care of a claustrophobic little girl trapped in an elevator?

"Um...So...what's your name? I'm Leah." I smiled, even though I was screaming on the inside. What if this little girl...fainted? Stopped breathing?

"I'm Claire. I ran away from Quil and mommy." Claire. Claire!

"CLAIRE?" Quil's imprint?

"I want Quil." She whimpered.

"Quil. I know Quil. Your Emily's niece." I whispered. Her eyes brightened at 'Emily'.

"Aunt Emmy! Aunt Emmy, Aunt Emmy!" She giggled.

"Hello? Hello? We're trapped in an elevator. Please help us!" The boy shouted into the emergency phone.

"We will get you out as soon as we can. Is anybody in there claustrophobic?" A booming voice came.

"Yes...a little girl, about five I think." He replied. I never got his name...

"Try to keep her calm. If you get any signal on your cellular phones, try to text or call somebody who knows her." The voice said. I took my phone out and saw I had enough bars to text, so I texted Seth.

Seth. Claire and I are stuck in an elevator. Tell Quil. Nobody else. Just send Quil after her. DO NOT TELL JAKE! - Leah

Quil's coming. I guess he can kind of sense her or something- is there anyone else there?

Um...I imprinted. Don't tell Jacob. He will try to text me or call or something.

WHAT? Imprinted? What's his name?

Uh...I don't know. That's the thing.

So you imprint on someone who doesn't have a name yet?

Yeah, I guess. Oh, the lights came back on. I think they fixed the problem.

"Yay! Hi Quil! How you find me?" Claire grinned, and I realized that the doors were already opened.

"Claire, don't ever do that again- Leah?" He saw me.

"Um...hey Quil. What's been up?" I asked, kind of nervous.

"Nothing, really...What happened with your- with the Cullens and Jake and Seth?" He asked.

"Um...Isabella had the baby...Jake freaked out...Seth went to sleep, you know the usual, I gotta go, bye." I left, hoping the guy didn't hear the conversation.

"So..." I heard a voice.

"Leah, is it? I'm Lucas." He walked up to me. Lucas. Leah and Lucas.

"Um...yeah...so..." I mumbled.

"Do you want to hang out?" He asked. I smiled, and looked into his eyes.

"Yes. I don't have much to do." He laughed, and I smiled.

"So...where to?" He asked.

"Hmm. Let me go put my stuff in my room, please? I'm taking the staircase though." I smiled, and he nodded.


At the room.

"Nice room." He commented. I smiled and put my suitcase under the bed.

"So, Lucas. Why are you here? I kind of...just left home." I asked.

"Well, I...had to get away. From the crazy ex-girlfriend, Jessica Stanley. She still thinks she's with me, for some reason. So, I left home, and told my parents I was moving out." He said. Jessica Stanley. The Forks chick who's probably cheating on all of her boyfriends? Yep, that's her...

"Wow. Um...so, where do you want to hang out...?" I asked.

"Well, there's...a park down the street...so...let's go." He smiled, and I smiled back.


*At The Park**

Such a beautiful park. We walked over to a row of park benches, all painted red, and sat down, to just get to know each other.

"So...I don't mean to be prying, but who are the Cullen's and Jake and Seth?" So he did hear it.

"Um...Well...The Cullen's are...friends of my little brother, Seth, and Jake is Seth's best friend...I kind of left home and lived with the Cullen's for a while...and while I lived with them, Isabella gave birth to a baby girl...and I left because of it...It's complicated." I smiled at him weakly.

"So...what's your life story? Why do you want to...get away?" He asked.

"Well...I guess I'll start off with when I- my dad died. I went ballistic, and ran away for...3 weeks. I didn't know where I was, and that evil voice in my head kept saying 'Your daddy's dead, Leah. What else do you live for? Not Sam.' and I just kept yelling at myself to 'do it for Seth.' and stay alive. I don't know what I would do if Seth hadn't been born..." I whispered the last part, remembering mom almost having a miscarriage.

"Well...here's my story, I guess... I grew up basically with no adult around. My mom was always out with a different guy, my dad left us when I was conceived. He said he 'wasn't ready for a child' and 'What's one more bastard child in this world?' and walked out. I grew up with my mom, Angelina Cooper, and she never remarried. When I got into high school I was 'The Hottie That Every one wanted, and No one could have' and I ended up getting with Jessica. She kept pushing me for sex, and I stuck to my 'not until I'm married' and she said 'Well than ask me.' and I said No. She got pissed and I broke up with her, and ended up here." He sighed. Oh. He's a virgin.

"Well...um...would you like to go back to my room? It's kind of chilly out here, and neither of us brought a jacket." I lied. It felt great out here, but it probably felt freezing to him.

"Um, okay. Actually, I think I'll stop by your room later. I have to get settled into my room." He smiled, and we walked back together, and parted when he stopped at his room on floor 3.

~At Leah's Room~

I plopped onto my bed and rummaged through my purse for the note I had found earlier. When I found it, I gasped at what it said.

Dear Leah,

I knew you would run away, and being the mother I am, I will let you have your freedom, but I have also given you all of the college funds i had saved up for you.

I hope you find what your looking for.

-Mom.

"This is the dude I was looking for, and yes you get slapped if your looking, ho! I said, excuse me your a hell of a guy, I mean my, my, my-" I answered my phone, cutting off Nicki Minaj.

"Hey...Leah...I was...um- Will you go out with me for dinner tomorrow? I mean, you don't have to-"

"Yes. Definitely. Yes." I cut him off, and giggled a little bit into the phone. Leah Clearwater fucking giggled! What the hell?

After we hung up, I sat and thought for a while.

How am I going to break it to him that I'm a shape shifter that has imprinted on him, and that we're soul mates. How do you tell somebody that you were meant to be with out... scaring them off? Do you just tell them and hope for the best?

I'll tell him tomorrow.