Hello Lovelies!

Before writing I wanted to bring up a few things just to make them more clear. On my second post I had mentioned that I would update every week. When I wrote that post I hadn't stopped to consider the fact that Spring Break was just around the corner. The firsts posts were more often than I actually would be able to keep up on a regular schedule. I just got on break which means two more chapters will most likely be posted in a span of two-three days within each other. After that I won't be able to be as kind and will do my best just to get them up every five-seven days. Just wanted to say that.

Also another thing I wanted to bring up is character development. I consider myself to be an avid reader of books and of fanfiction alike. I love reading anything and everything, but seem to focus on Twilight written fanfictions. All the fanfictions are well-written and really seem to capture a person. I love them all, but I felt that not one piece particularly seemed to address itself to me. Everything was written beautifully but I just couldn't seem to fully feel like I could relate with the main character, so that's what I am trying to do with this story.

And what better way to do that than by starting off with what you know?

Alot of what Daniella and her friends are inspired by are things that happened to me. Having said that, I don't mean this is a step-by-step retelling of my life. Nothing in this story has ever really happened to me, but rather it is small little character descriptions or actions that are familiar to myself. With each chapter though, I feel more and more brave to move away from what I know and explore what i don't.

So stick around for the journey.

Really?!

Sweater? Check.

Comfy clothing? Check.

Tanya and Cristina here to pick me up?

Not exactly.

Why is it that it always takes them so long to get ready? I don't get it. We are always late to every group function that we are invited to.

The bonfire started at six.

...It's six forty-five.

Why are they always doing this!

I looked out the window to what seemed to be the millionth time and finally saw Cristina's car.

Oh thank lord!

I grab my black cross bag and place it around my shoulder and look in the mirror.

My hair was getting long. That was ok though since I wanted to donate it. I inspect my appearance and everything appears to be fine.

I was wearing one of my favorite sweaters I owned. A royal blue knit sweater that my mom had made me a couple of years ago. To top it off I wore a pair of leopard spotted flats and jeans.

Yep, definitely good.

I stepped out of the house, and made sure to lock the door behind me. I half ran to the curb where Cristina and Tanya had just driven up to. I got in the back of the car and hurriedly tried to get situated.

"Hey" I said once I was settled in the seat.

"Hey Daniella! Ready?" Cristina asked.

I nodded as she looked in the rearview mirror for my response.

"Ugh, here I come Mr. Hunk!" cried Tanya finally speaking, throwing her arms up in the air as we drove off towards La Push beach on the Quileute rez.

The drive there was slow. It took fifteen minutes from Forks to La Push but for some reason it felt a lot longer.

I couldn't wait to get there, except I didn't know why. Cristina and Tanya were both with me. They would normally be the people I would talk to the most, but since it seemed they were going to spend it questioning their guys as to why they hadn't been spending as much time with them, it seemed I would trek the evening alone. That's ok though since I planned on sight-seeing and walk along the beach or something similar to that.

My knees started bouncing rapidly and I tried to calm myself. It seemed the closer we go to La Push the more I started to freak out. I tried to calm myself but I couldn't seem to do it.

We finally pulled up and I got out of the car flying.

"Meet with you guys later! I'm going to walk around a bit. Go get your guys!" I half yelled while jogging across the parking lot ignoring the beach front and going towards small hiking routes in the forest that were near the beach.

I stopped jogging after making it halfway to the routes and turned my head to take a good look at the beach front.

The gathering was huge!

It was one huge party, however you could easily see that there were two groups.

Fifty or sixty people from Forks made up one group and the others I guessed were Jacob's friends.

The bonfire didn't seem to hold the same appeal that it had a while ago.

I took a step forward without looking and collided into someone by accident.

"Oomph, whoops sorry about that." I say while looking up into the face of the guy who had been staring at me last time I went Cliff Diving with Cristina.

Like last time he stared slack jawed at myself in some sort of reverie.

After a few seconds of this strange reaction I realize I desperately need to get away.

"Well I should get going" I say lamely since that was really the only thing I could think to say.

I take one sidestep and continue to god knows where, but I was sure it would be better than being here.

"Daniella wait" I heard behind me.

I didn't stop because my name was called, but rather because it was called by an unfamiliar voice.

"How do you know my name?" I ask as I turn around to face the tall native guy who seconds ago had seemed mute.

'Oh shit' I thought I heard him mutter.

"I'm friends with Jacob." he said after a few seconds, "He told me how he had invited someone to the bonfire. I sort of just guessed it was you. I was right."

He seemed hesitant and suddenly I didn't completely believe his story.

"I'm Paul by the way" the tall native guy said as if suddenly realizing that he hadn't introduced himself to me whereas he had known my name for a while.

Paul? I did always like that name. Paul. Paul.

"Paul" I say accidentally letting it roll across my tongue and liking the way it sounds.

Oops.

I look up and see his beaming face.

"Yeah, that's my name."

Great. As if the situation isn't bad enough, now he's going to think I'm crazy.

I look down for the first time and realize he wasn't wearing a shirt. Wasn't he cold?

I slung off my bag and then my sweater allowing a small groan to escape my lips.

He just stared at me wanting to know what I was doing until he saw me try to cover his enormous body with my small knit sweater.

"What are you doing? You could catch a cold" He said feigning worry for me.

"I could say the same to you. What the hell are you doing outside without a sweater, or for that case without a shirt?!" I half yell while still attempting to cover him from the cold.

He undid all my progress when he took it off and handed it back to me.

I stared at him squinting my eyes as if saying 'Did you really just do that?'

He started laughing a deep laugh and half of me wanted to smile because his laugh reached deep into my soul and made me want to never frown again since I had made him laugh.

Once I realized just how psychotic I really was with basing my happiness off of him, I tried to reign in the emotion. I really was crazy. The novelty of the entire situation had lasted merely seconds, but those few seconds had been more than I had ever let anyone else hold over me.

I glared at him as I realized that he was still laughing.

"It wasn't that funny" I said with my glare plastered on my face.

He took one look at me and the laugh which had started to lose life continued fully-blazed now, my glare serving as the ignition to the fire.

I was getting annoyed.

"I'm going to go." I said to Paul trying to get away from him as I had tried the last time.

He perked up and decided to walk with me to wherever it was that we were heading. The trails that I had heard were near the beach ended up not being as well marked as I had thought. We walked blindly through the forest for a few minutes until he asked if I actually knew where we were going.

I did know where we were going...just not at the moment.

Oh who am I kidding.

"No" I said giving up. slumping my shoulders and turning around to face him.

"Follow me. We should get to the bonfire anyway. Everyone is waiting to meet you."

Everyone? Who was everyone?

We took a couple steps towards the glow of a large fire near the beach front and ended coming out near the horde of Forks highschoolers. I couldn't see Cristina or Tanya anywhere. Must have found their guys and were just catching up with them.

I didn't really have anyone else to talk to, so I slumped myself with Paul and let him lead me to a group of Natives who when they looked up and smiled, looked at the space between Paul and I strangely. As if expecting that the space I had placed between us would be gone eventually.

Their roaming eyes made me falter a bit and almost made me want to step closer to Paul's side.

ALMOST.

What really scared me was that I had thought of that in the first place. Get a grip Daniella!

You'd only be showing them what they think they see already.

I felt that meeting these people was a stepping stone towards one direction. The problem was that I didn't want to move, but it seemed my pawn already had.

"You're Daniella." said the girl with gashes running down her face whom I had seen at the diner a month ago.

"Yeah, and you are?"

"Emily." she said matter-of-factually.

I nodded taking in the information.

She grabbed a man by her arm and introduced him as Sam, her soon-to-be husband.

Between Paul and Emily, they introduced all of the others in their group.

There was Quil who winked at me when introduced.

Right after he winked, there seemed to be a dog growling at Quil. He let his flirtatious grin drop and seemed to back down from whatever it was he was trying to accomplish.

Right.

Then there was Embry who seemed leaner than the others, but could seriously have a commercial about weight loss considering how much food he was stuffing in his mouth.

Jacob was right next to them with Bella to his side, but unlike the other two seemed to have some self-restraint. He seemed to really like Bella, however his love for her didn't match that of Cullen's which I had seen earlier in the frontyard of the school.

Seth was sitting near Jacob and Bella, obviously trying to get into the conversation. You could plainly see he looked up to Jacob and Jacob threw him a bone every once in a while allowing him to get his say in on the conversation.

Jared was a little ways off holding a girl in his arms named Kim. They had been swallowing each others mouths the entire time and didn't even come up for air. They looked over at the introduction and Jared seemed to be sizing me up more than anyone else. Kim just seemed to accept whatever it is that she was looking at us for. After a short couple of seconds he nodded and went back to making out with Kim.

Emily left to get something from the car so it was only Paul to keep me company.

That's when I saw the last girl sitting in the dark away from everyone else.

Paul and I both got plates of food and I started to make my way towards the girl sitting in the dark, so I could sit with her. Before I could even walk three steps though, Paul pulled me back wanting to know where I was going. I motioned towards the girl sitting alone and he told me her name was Leah. He said that I shouldn't talk to her since she tended to be mad all the time and that I should go sit with Jared, Kim, and himself.

I casted my gaze towards the other two who were just talking now and then looked back at Leah.

Leah needed someone to talk to, so I ignored what he said and continued my way towards her.

"I'll go with you then" Paul offered almost pleading.

Except I knew he wanted to sit with Jared and Kim so I told him it was ok. Besides, this conversation would have to be alone.

I walked towards Leah and sat down beside her.

"Paul let you come near me without him trailing behind you like a lost puppy. Wow. That's different from all the others." she said with a smirk to her voice.

I only scowled since I had no idea who 'all the others' could be referenced to, and why Paul must be slumped into a certain group when he is his own person.

"I'm Daniella" I say still seeing that she was watchful of what I would do next.

Holding up my plate to show her one of the two burgers that I had retrieved, I hand her a peace offering.

"Burger?"

She looks at me strangely and mutters a thanks before taking a bite of it.

We sit there in silence for a minute or two eating before she makes a motion as if she were to stand up. Having read her mind, I pull out another coke and napkins that I had grabbed for her.

"Here" I say handing her what I assumed to be what she was going to get.

"...thanks?" she mutters again readjusting herself so that she could be comfortable on the soft sand we were sitting on.

"Mhmm" I say to show that I have heard her expression of gratitude, as I take a sip of coke.

There is another silent moment full of the sounds of our chewing and of her quiet contemplation.

After a few moments of pretending nothing is wrong Leah continues, "Why are you being so nice to me? I mean, don't you want to be near Paul?"

I finish chewing the bit of burger I just had and say "Well to answer your question, you seemed lonely. I understand that some people such as myself, like being alone every once in a while. But your situation seems forced. As if in a different situation, you would be the center of attention. It seems you want to be anywhere else but here. I didn't want you to be alone so I came here and sat by you."

"As for the Paul situation," I paused" I have no idea what you're talking about. I am my own person as he is really. He might be the person with which I have had the longest conversation with, but ultimately I command myself."

She looked at me, and I mean really looked at me.

",,,why you?" she whispered.

"I'm sorry?" I asked her since I wasn't quite sure she had even said what I thought she had said.

She looked at me again and seemed she was going to add to her last statement before a 'You bitch!' was heard echoing through the air. Normally I would let this off as just two idiotic girls fighting over a guy, but this voice wasn't just anyone's voice.

It was Cristina's voice.

The only reason she would feel the need to yell let alone swear would be because someone did her shady. Except that was the thing, she was usually so calm and collected, like myself really, except less courageous and more talkative.

Cristina wasn't a fighter, hell neither was I, but I had to make sure nothing happened to her. I just hope Tanya was there to help her. I got up and raced to where a large crowd seemed to be forming with Leah following behind me.

The small conversation with Leah seemed to have won me over a new friend.

There was a huge crowd and I couldn't seem get through with my 'excuse me's' and 'pardon me's'. So the next best thing had to be used.

I resorted to pushing and shoving my way through.

To my extreme surprise I saw Cristina arguing with no one other than Tanya herself.

"You slept with him!" Cristina yelled at Tanya again.

"It's not my fault. He was there are we just hit it off" Cristina said clear-headed and then continued angered by Tanya saying, "Besides if anyone should be mad it should be me! You slept with Paul! The only guy I ever actually let get close to me. I understood before even getting with him that he was a ladies man who got around in La Push, but that didn't matter. He was mine and I was his!"

At this, I just had to look around. Everyone seemed to be focusing in on Tanya and Cristina arguing, but the Quileute people seemed to be focusing in on me. I looked at everyone's worried face and for some reason saved Paul's face for last.

He had his brows furrowed in worry and seemed to take a tentative step towards myself as if saying that it wasn't his fault, he didn't know better then.

I didn't want to feed into whatever foreboding event would happen in the future according to how the Quileute people were reacting just now. All I wanted was to stop my friends from arguing before it possibly escalated. I didn't want either of my friends to get hurt.

At this time Cristina had tackled Tanya to the ground trying to get in. Both had landed a few, but I wouldn't let anymore hit.

I threw myself in the middle trying to separate the two and successfully managed to pull Cristina off. Tanya took this time to get the better hand to hold her down and hit away.

I was in Tanya's path though, so she couldn't do much damage.

Paul tried to step in to get Tanya off of scratching me to get to Cristina.

I shot him a glare.

The only thing worse than fighting over a guy, is for the guy to try to help the situation out by holding back one of the girls.

It's like saying 'I acknowledge that the fight is over me, but I don't give a shit right now. It doesn't matter if both of you guys loved me, I was only doing it to cork and unpork you two. AKA I never loved either one of you'

He had done enough.

Leah seemed to think the same way as myself as she gave Paul a glare then took hold of Tanya.

After a few seconds, Cristina wriggled in my arms to try to have another go at Tanya. However, before she could really have a go, I yelled, "STOP!"

They both did as I told and presently looked at me. At the same time that I had yelled stop, Leah and I had let go of them.

I had never yelled at them so they reacted as anyone else that I ever yelled at did: Their mouths dropped to the floor in surprise.

Propelling myself with their reaction I continued, "What the hell do you guys think you're doing fighting over a guy! Paul none-the-less over every one of them! He isn't fucking worth it!" Having felt that a curse word necessary so implementing it in the last second to drive my case home.

I knew people would be talking about this situation for weeks and quite frankly I just didn't want to be at the bonfire anymore. I commanded Cristina to hand over the keys to her car.

Cristina was ready to pounce and complain saying that she was well enough to drive both Tanya and myself home, but I cut her off before she could even begin."

"No. I'm driving both of you home. You guys just rest. Tanya and you will probably be sore or bruised for a week." I said stating-the-obvious.

Cristina and Tanya both took a chance to look at each other and were surprised at the sight.

Tanya's hair extensions had been pulled out and her hair was a jungle. She had bruises starting to show over every part of her body that was visible. I was sure that she had a million more on the part of her body that was covered. It also seemed as if her arm had been dislocated.

Cristina meanwhile was practically naked, based on Tanya's punches not registering on Cristina's body, but showing themselves through the tears on her outfit. Her nose was also bloodied on account of Tanya managing to land only one good punch while Cristina pulverized her.

Forget about wanting to cover Paul up earlier with my sweater. Cristina was the one who needed the warmth and most importantly some decency.

I slugged my sweater and bag off a second time that night and covered Cristina up with it while at the same time taking the keys from her hand.

I grabbed my bag and walked towards the direction of the car, the crowd which had been watching made way to let us pass.

Before getting out of the circle which had surrounded the fight though, I turned my head and thanked Jacob for having invited us.

He looked at me strangely before clearing his throat and muttering a 'no problem' before looking around him as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

I said my 'thank you's' to everyone else and continued to make my way towards the vehicle.

Cristina shuffled along side of me right away but Tanya stayed a couple of seconds in the middle of the circle.

With a smirk Tanya yelled "That's my Daniella. Be assertive!" to which she then ran and got on the other side of me to go home.

I'm quite sure that everyone stayed staring at our retreating forms, but I'm not positive

All I know for sure is that when we got to the car I got in the driver's seat and the other two got in the back of the car.

We drove away and when I looked in the rearview mirror I saw Tanya and Cristina sleeping on opposite sides of the car, each with their heads on the window snoring.

For being one of the two smartest girls I had ever met, they sure could be stupid.

There was a bump on the road and their hands almost met.

It gave me some hope that maybe today's occurrences hadn't ruined our relationship.

As for how everything else was going to be, I wasn't as positive.

Ok you guys well this is the fourth chapter. The story as you see will finally start developing as of the fifth chapter and on. I hope you guys like it and be sure to review, favorite, or follow. Emphasis on the review part. I love hearing what all of you have to say, and I want you guys to be as excited to share with me what you think of the stories beginnings so far, as I am to writing it.

Congratulations to the people who called out Paul-the ladies man-Lahote having sex with both Cristina and Tanya!

Tell me what you think of all the characters, even if you don't necessarily know very much of them at this point.

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