A/N: The first chapter is written in Seth's point of view. The rest of the story will be in mostly Grace's POV, probably with some of Seth's POV every so often. I'm not good at third person. I don't feel like I can get the feelings of the characters across well, and I just thoroughly suck at writing in third person. Also, I can't remember the ages of the characters, so just go with it. Annnd being that Seth is so young, I do seem him as still having that cocky teenage boy attitude.
Breathe: Chapter 1
I'm not sure why I let Collin and Brady convince me to come to Forks with them. Maybe it was because they were the newest and youngest members of the pack, and being the closest to their age, I related to them better than the older guys. They were both thirteen, and I had just turned fifteen. I knew it was hard for them to transition from being regular teenagers to being, well, wolves. You had to grow up overnight, and at thirteen, that couldn't be easy.
None of us could drive, well, legally, so we had phased to travel to Forks. I knew Leah wouldn't agree to drive us, and I wasn't going to ask mom. After all, how lame would it be to have your mom drop you off? I mean, really, I was too old for that kind of stuff. We had phased back and dressed in the woods, and now we were walking casually down the sidewalk, laughing and joking, and occasionally cat-calling to girls our age as we passed by. They would blush and turn away, which caused us to chuckle.
"Dude, I want some gum." This was Collin. The boy had an obsession with gum, that none of us could understand. He always had gum, and if he could chew it as a wolf, he would then, too.
"Dude, you always have gum." This time it was Brady, who elbowed his brother and caused him to stumble. "There's a gas station, we can get some there." Collin rubbed his side were Brady had elbowed him, but didn't say anything as we walked through the double doors into the store.
Collin lingered by the snacks, but Brady and I made our way back to the drinks. I picked up a Coke and a bag of chips, while he just grabbed a Mr. Pibb. We met Collin back at the front, by the only register in the store. The cashier's back was turned to us, and I caught Collin staring at her like a hungry wolf who'd just found food in the desert. She was petite, with long blonde and black hair, wearing a tiny floral print dress that showed off her curves perfectly. I knocked him out of the way and sat our items on the counter.
When she finally turned around to ring up our stuff, I froze.
Her name tag said 'Grace'. It was perfect. She was the most graceful thing he'd ever seen, and he watched as she slid his pack of gum over the scanner. I didn't even hear her when she gave me the total. Collin elbowed me back into reality, and I struggled for words.
"Your total. It's $7.59." Grace looked rather irritated now, probably because I had just been staring at her like she was the center of the universe. Little did she know, to me, she was.
Brady knocked me in the head, and I quickly pulled my wallet out my back pocket and handed her a ten. I watched as her beautiful fingers counted out my change. Our fingers brushed when she handed it to me, and every hair on my body stood on end. Collin and Brady practically drug me out of the store.
"What the hell was that?" They both chorused, looking at me like I was nuts,
"I think," I sighed and glanced back over my shoulder at the store, 'I think I just imprinted."