A/N: So here's chapter one. Again, this had been written by SilentTalker2000, not me.
Thanks to gaaragirl202 for reviewing!
Courtney's POV
"Courtney Clearwater, if you're not ready in the next five minutes you're going to be late!" Mom yelled from downstairs.
Groaning, I rolled off my bed and hit the floor with a loud clump.
"Are you OK?" Mom asked.
"Fine, Mom!" I yelled down.
I went to my closet and looked at it, trying to decide what to wear.
I chose jeans, my black and white checked vans, and a red cropped tee with LOL written in sparkly bubble letters that had a white tank top underneath.
Half asleep, I walked to the bathroom and decided on what to do with my straight, jet black hair.
After a couple minutes of thinking and experimenting, I chose my normal braid that went to the middle of my back.
Looking in the mirror I saw a girl with deathly white skin, dark almost black eyes, and even darker hair.
It didn't make sense; I looked nothing like my mom or dad.
My mom had curly blonde hair that stopped at her shoulders, tannish - but not La Push tan - skin, and violet eyes.
My dad was La Push through and through with russet skin, black hair, and dark, but not really dark, brown eyes.
I might as well be an alien kid from another planet.
"Courtney, the mom express is leaving in five minutes!" Mom yelled.
She wasn't joking, she would leave without me, and she had before.
Mom was a marine biologist and could do most of her work at home, but on days like today when she needed to go to the lab in Port Angeles, she couldn't be late.
I grabbed my black messenger bag and took the stairs two at a time to see mom had her purse on her arm and keys in hand.
"About time," she remarked.
"Hey! I just woke up." I protested.
"You really need to start waking up earlier," Mom admonished.
"Why? I'm always able to beat the clock." I said.
Mom had not response other than an eye roll, and we walked out the door to her jeep.
"Where's dad?" I asked casually as I slipped into the passenger seat.
His car was here so he was obviously still on the reservation.
Mom just shrugged and pulled out of the drive, heading for my school.
She dropped me off a block away, and I walked the rest of the way in the rain.
When I reached the school, not many kids were still in the parking lot.
"Dang it," I cursed under my breath running into the building where few stragglers were dawdling.
I ran to my locker, put in my combination, and extracted my Algebra textbook, a pencil, the homework I had done during class (Algebra's my best topic), and my note book.
The late bell rang once I stepped into the class.
Mr. Lahote, aka my Uncle Paul, crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows at me.
"Technically I'm not late." I said.
Uncle Paul sighed shaking his head, and gestured for me to take my seat.
He started rambling off the answers to the homework, and, like usual, I go them all right.
When I handed him my homework he wasn't in the least surprised.
He never had been surprised at my knowledge of algebra.
The bell rang and my cousin, Riley Lahote- who is also thirteen-, caught up with me at my locker.
Riley held her Algebra textbook and homework in hand.
"Hey, Courtney, I need you to do a favor for me." Riley said.
"What?" I asked.
"Well, you know our homework? I totally forgot about it and my dad will KILL ME if its not done." Riley said.
"So? You have English, there's no way you can finish." I said.
"I know, but you have an A+ in the class, do you think that you could do it for me?" Riley asked.
"Rie, you know you're my favorite cousin, and my best friend, but I can't cheat for you." I told her.
"Please, Courtney? Please, please, please, PLEASE!" Riley begged jumping up and down, creating a scene.
I sighed.
"Fine," I said giving in.
Riley squealed and hugged me, while depositing the unfinished Algebra homework in my hands.
I walked to Study Hall and looked at the first question.
21= x-13
I wrote: x=45
Did you think I was going to help her get an A?
No, I was going to get her an F…+.
She deserves it for not doing her homework.
At least it will LOOK like she did her homework.
As I was doing the homework, a boy clutching a map walked into the classroom.
He handed the teacher a piece of paper and the teacher pointed at the chair next to me.
The boy sat down and started to drum his fingers.
I looked up from the homework and ripped a piece of paper out of my notebook.
I wrote: Are you new? I'm Courtney Clearwater.
I quickly got a response: What was your first clue?
The Map
Oh, I'm Embry Call Jr.
Cool, did you just move here or something?
Yeah, I moved here with my dad.
Where's your mom?
She died, so did my dad. My dad, the one I have now, adopted me when I was eight months.
Neat, I've never lived anywhere other than the reservation. My mom has though.
My dad and I used to live in the Rockies, where its freezing. Believe it or not, but this is the warmest place I have ever been.
Jesus Christ!
Yeah, how often does it rain here?
360 days a year and I'm not lying.
Wow
Yeah, whoops! Teachers looking, nice talking to you.
Same.
That was the end of my talk with the new kid.
For some reason, though, the name Embry Call sounded familiar.
I had definitely heard that name before.
I racked my brain trying to remember where I had heard that name before.
MY PARENTS!
When I was seven, I loved to eavesdrop on my parents.
One time my mom was on the phone.
FLASH BACK:
"Embry Call! You had us worried sick! 20 years! It took you 20 YEARS to think to contact us?" Mom screamed into the phone.
There was a moment of silence and I knew that the other person was talking.
"The pack is fine, so are Cassidie and Layla. Collin left, too, but we heard from him ten years ago." Mom said.
There was more silence.
"I have a child too, a daughter. Her name's Courtney. She looks exactly like I did. Before…well you know." Mom said.
END OF FLASH BACK
Somehow, I doubted that the kid sitting next to me had been the one talking on the phone.
He was a junior though.
I decided I would tell Mom about the new kid when I got home.
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