After a long hot shower, thirty minutes to long. I get out, put my hair in a towel, brush my teeth; I am only completing my morning schedule. I wash my face, get dressed, sweat pants and sweat shirt, a beanie over my wet hair, no make up. I'm ready for school.

Driving Max, he listened to the Jezebel station, 96.1; as I parked, he rushed out as I stayed in the vehicle, I could see Bella, Edward and Jacob arguing in the parking lot; about the red head. I watch as Bella leaves Edward angry, the red eye walks to the building as Jacob leaves with Bella. I knew their intentions consisted of seeing Emily and the four members of the pack.

I won't go to school, no test, no need.

It's times like this I think of my great grandmother, my uncle, the structure of my family; even Harry Clearwater. Why is it people hate death but love life? Is it because life is a beautiful lie and death is the ugly truth? My life has become so hectic and unenjoyable, I wish daily for a vacation; but then again I wish daily I could create such a life I wouldn't want to escape from.

What am I talking to? Readers? No. Myself, I am basically narrating my life. Precious.

Pulling out of the parking lot, I go to my usual place, La Push.

The drive is long and tiring sometimes, it's about a good thirty minutes. I see Seth Clearwater; the only one phased- running around the land.

Headed to the school, it's stressful, just knowing about the drama and everything. It's more stressful that graduation is just around the counter; as in; two days; I'll be a senior; I hope I will be able to focus on my life more when next school year comes.

I like the wooded area, it really has a growing affect on someone.

Here I am at the school, I see Kim keyless at the end of the day, she is a daily target of pranks and so on, sadly she will always be.

I get out and walk to the pink buggy that had her keys hidden, receiving the keys, I go to Kim's car and see a horrific car crash as I place them on the hood; four deaths; including Kim's; I should keep the keys.

I returned to my car seeing the truck still crash into the deer; damn, just my luck. I get into the car and drive to WalNut Drive. I get out and place three single boxes in the road with a heavy stick in the right lane, left lane, and in between, the crash now never happens. I look down the road, six hours from now no casualties unlike the heard of eight deer make their way to Forks and become unknowingly and unwillingly the Cullen's dinner.

As I am returning to the school, I might as well get something to eat. Pulling into the Lap Dinner; I get out and order coffee and some club sandwiches. The perfect combination.

Here, back at the school, I sit in the car, can't be having a second incident like yesterday; a person only has so many embarrassments in a life time.

The club sandwich, wheat bread, ham, cheese, tomato, and mayo; my reminder there are better things in the world.

Time passes, and so does Jacobs transformation on my paper, the original Alfa of the pack; the stone cold Beta now. I wonder, would Jared be considered Delta? Then so on?

The kids catch my attention as they race out of the school; I automatically see Kim, I vision Rachel Black picking her up in the next thirty minutes.

Rachel Black imprintee of Paul Lahote, soon to be mother of four boy and two girls, their oldest child; Sarah, will marry the father of the grandfather of the next generation.

She takes Kim home and comforts the crying girl.

I look back at the fellow students, Brady Fuller and his future brother in law, Collin Littlesea.

Imprinting, it's starting to make me think, finding your 'true' soulmate, is it as great as I feel from Sam, Jared, Paul, and Quil? What about Jacob, Embry, Brady, Collin, Seth, even Leah, the future members? I feel their love they feel for their imprints/imprinter (Leah). Or did mother nature create the mechanism because of the sacrifice the shifter life he/she gets love? Makes them stronger? After all, after a imprint, everything besides the imprintee becomes secondary. Or is it simply because there has to be someone out there that will except you're a big furry beast and agree to bare your child? Hence the imprint bond, once there is a imprint made, rejection is highly unlikely, the attractions are too strong.

I will know the true feeling, as of today, I am not a Imprint, but like I have said; one single decision I don't see, can change everything I have been seeing. I have seen who may mark me as theirs. But like I said, nothing is set in stone.