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Hazel was bored out of her mind, it was a Saturday and she had absolutely nothing to do. Luckily she wasn't tormented with a dream last night, she stayed up talking on the phone with her cousin. Rachel was always great to talk to when Hazel felt out of place in a new town. But sleep was trying it's best to catch her as she watched the Tyra show.

She grumbled and got up from the couch. Her mom was going to be at work until 12 tonight and she was alone until then. She needed something to do.

A dull ringtone was buzzing from the upstairs. She smiled and ran to catch the phone. "Hello, oh hey Jessica."

She wasn't that thrilled but hopefully she was calling with an offer to hang out. "What movie?" Jessica, Lauren, and Angela were on their way to see a new movie. Hazel checked the time and shrugged. "Yeah I'll go. Can you pick me up?"

She gave Jessica her address and picked out some nicer clothes to wear. She would be there in thirty minutes.

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"Oh my gosh, I will like marry that guy. He's gorgeous!" Jessica cooed as we exited the movie theater. It was dark, there were little to no streetlights that the little theater occupied.

"You say that about every actor, ever." Angela laughed with Hazel as they rounded a corner. Lauren hadn't said much. She really didn't want to be there. It was pretty obvious to everyone, except Jessica.

"I can barley see anything on this street. Does this town have something against lights?" Angela laughed. Jessica was just too dazed from the guy she was droning on about to care or to even hear what Hazel had said. And Lauren, well she was just smirking annoyed.

Right before they reached the car two guys bumped Hazel's shoulder. She rolled her eyes as one of them whistled and the other mumbled something. "New pretty face…" She inwardly shivered as Jessica unlocked the car doors. She rushed into the front seat and watched as the guys fade in the darkness. Neither turned away from watching Hazel.

"Scary…so anyone up to getting dinner? We can go to the diner." Everyone agreed but Hazel kept quiet she really wanted to just go home…

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Though she arrived back home at 12:30, Hazel beat her mom home. She checked her cell and found one unread text.

Running late at the store, I'll be home by one. Love you.

Hazel let out a nervous breath as she walked up the stairs and to her room where she went straight to bed. Unfortunately falling into a new dream.

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Hazel Daniels grabbed Edward Masen's hands. Playing with them before giggling while he stroked her hair. "What are you thinking?" He asked softly.

Hazel loved lying with Edward in bed. They never did anything of course, they just took simple naps. Edward would refuse to fall asleep while she was; he loved the peaceful state she was in when her eyes were closed.

"Can't you read my mind?" Edward laughed. He was incredibly good at reading people. But Hazel was different. She never gave away her emotions. She kept them to herself.

"You know how difficult you are to read Hazel Marie?" She smiled and turned over so she could face him directly.

"No, unfortunately I do not, my dear Edward Anthony." She kissed his lips lightly before settling back to his side.

"Hazel!" Hazel's head shot out from Edward's side. "Hazel!" Her father shouted again. She sighed and fell back onto the bed.

"What do you think he wants?" She asked Edward.

He shrugged bringing her hands up to his lips and kissed her knuckles. "I should go." He muttered. He moved to get up but stopped with the look in Hazel's eyes.

Hazel slapped his shoulder. "No, it's only thirty minutes until midnight. You said you would spend it with me." She whined.

Edward chuckled and leaned back down to her. "I rather not have you get in trouble with your father because of me." He pecked her lips quickly before there was a loud banging at her door.

"Hazel?" He father called. She rolled her eyes but smirk as an idea birthed itself. "Hide." He let his eyebrows rise. She coughed loudly and faked a sneeze. "GO!" she yelled in a hushed voice. He smirks seeing what she was getting out. But before he hid he swiftly grabbed her cheek and pecked her lips, causing her cheeks to heat up.

He leaped from the bed and hid himself somewhere in her spacious room. The door opened and she pulled the covers over herself and pretended to be startled by the light that flooded the dark room.

"Hazel?" Her father's voice was quieter. He looked around the room and his eyes rested on his daughter beneath covers. "I thought you were coming back down? Your grandmother is asking about you."

Hazel forged another cough. "Oh, I should go say hi." She made a sneezing noise and attempted to move from the bed. Her father's hand stopped her.

"No, she will still be here after the party. You can greet her in the morning. You seem a little feverish." He laid his hand against her forehead. "Your face is flushed…Maybe you're sick."

Hazel mustered a slow nod. "Sorry. You better go before I give you my cold." Her father smiled and kissed her cheek.

Once the door was closed and Hazel heard the footsteps climb back down the stairs she whispered loudly, "Edward!" She saw him emerge from her walk in closet with a very short night dress, a see through one.

She gasped and leaped from the bed snatching it from his hands. "You are the nosiest person in the entire world!" She muttered angrily as she stuffed the garment into a drawer. She turned back to face him. He had a confused look plastered on his face. As if he had no idea what he did wrong. She rolled her eyes and shoved passed him, making sure to bump into his shoulder.

Hazel sat down on her bed in a huff. She didn't look at him as he gently took a spot next to her. "Is something wrong, Hazel?"

She knew she could never be really mad at him. She rolled her eyes and turned the other way. She felt his hand lay on her shoulder. "Hazel?" He whispered into her ear. She got shivers that traveled throughout her entire body. She fought off the burning desire to turn around and attack his mouth by standing up and crossing the room.

"Hazel-"

She cut him off, in a small voice while her cheeks flushed. "You weren't suppose to see that…" He looked at his lover with no expression before a sigh passed his lips. He stood up and gathered her in his arms.

"Love, I don't think you're ready…" He whispered into her hair. Hazel looked up to him. How did he know…?

But that didn't matter to her at the moment. Not ready? She knew she was sure as hell ready for it. She wanted it. She was in love with Edward Masen, and she wanted to make love to him.

She pushed away from his embrace and glared. "How would you know?" She asked him putting her hands on her hips, still cautious of her volume level. "How the hell would you know if I were ready to not?"

"Hazel, I just know. I know you. You just want to-"

"What!?" She nearly screeched. "You think I'm so willing to do this because I'm afraid you'll leave me otherwise?" She was starting to let tears fall. She never meant for this to happen. Not fifteen minutes away from their first New Years. She was in love with him; she didn't care if it had only been six days. Hazel was a person that knew things when she saw them. She recognized the feeling she received from being in his presence wasn't one a lust, or of infatuation. It was love. She knew she loved him. All she wanted to do was prove it. And satisfy him.

Edward reached out for her hand, she tried to get away but he just swiftly reached for the other. "I would never leave you. Ever. No matter what you do, or what you don't do. You aren't here to satisfy me, I rather just have you care for me in the way that I care for you. Unconditionally."

It helped her, it did. The fact still hung that he said 'care for' in the place of 'love'. She bit her lip from letting anything else that was completely foolish leak out.

And they stayed like that the entire night. Lying in bed. Kissing as the visitors downstairs shouted a countdown at the top of their lunges.

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Hazel didn't react totally insane as the dream faded a bit the second she awoke. She just lazily scribbled everything down in her diary. She bit the pen watching the sunrise. It was actually a sunny day. She smiled, she never liked rain. Snow was much better, less water.

She got ready for the day, putting on gray oversized sweats and a white tank top. She put her hair in a high ponytail and only applied little makeup.

She went downstairs to find her mom already dressed. She was so busy with the grand opening on Friday, she would be at the store for most of the week.

"Another early morning?" Hazel inquired sitting down at the island and grabbing some toast. Lindsey laughed and nodded pulling on her shoes.

"Sorry Hazel, I really need to get some paperwork cleared at the banks and other adult stuff." She paused before turning to leave. "Uh, what are you doing today? Just so I know where you'll be."

Hazel shrugged. "I dunno I'll figure something out." She chugged down the orange juice her mom left near her plate.

Lindsey smiled and snatched her keys. "Just call and tell me if you're going anywhere. Got it?" Hazel nodded stabbing her toast with a fork. "Bye!"

"Latter." She called as the front door slammed.

Hazel was bored for the rest of the morning, she wondered around aimlessly with nothing in mind. But when she looked out the window she could have sworn a silver car sped passed. She blinked a few times before closing the blinds; it was probably just some regular person driving by. She shook her head.

Edward couldn't stop pushing himself into her mind, it was unhealthy to be this affected by a stranger. She sat down in the armchair and started to play with her cell phone, coincidentally there was one new text message.

Jacob? She smiled at it for a moment before reading silently to herself. "It's sunny, so I was wondering, if you didn't have plans that is, that you might want to come to La Push beach at around 2, text back."

She let her thumbs punch in an answer. Sure. Since I'm new there is nothing for me to do. I can just meet you there, send back directions.

She shut her phone and checked the clock. 12:40, which should be a good amount of time to get ready. She quickly went to change into something more nice. She came back down the stairs at one and gave her mom a text saying where she'll be.

By the time she was ready to go Jacob had texted back.

Great, I'll see you there.

A smiley and good enough directions followed the short message. Hazel grabbed her lightest coat and headed out of the house.

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Hazel was at the beach before she knew it. She could see Jacob was already there. He was weirdly chatting with Mike Newton and the rest of the kids from Forks High. She could see two guys that went unknown.

She stepped out of the jeep and shoved her hands in her pockets. Jessica looked up the same time Jacob did. But before he could even smile she was up and bounding over to her. "Oh my gosh, you'll never believe it."

Hazel was about to guess something but Jessica beat her. "Mike asked me to Homecoming!" She was jumping up and down as Hazel starred passed her to Jacob who was smirking. "Hazel?"

She shook her head and brought her attention back to Jessica. "Sorry, so he asked you huh?" Jessica nodded vigorously. "YES! It's fantastic." She paused and showed faked concern. "I mean you're okay with it right? I mean since he said he was gonna ask you, but he thought you and that Jacob guy were pretty close so he decided against it."

Hazel squinted her eyes. "Me and Jacob?"

Jessica smiled. "Yeah, he said how he made your car and stuff, and you hung out a few times. He is cute for his age though."

Hazel rolled her eyes and walked away from the conversation. She waved to everyone politely. A chorus of heys, and hellos were replied back. "So what brings you out here Hazel?" Angela smiled up to her.

Hazel nodded to Jacob, "Jacob invited me. Was I not suppose to come or something?" Eric laughed and put an arm around her. "Course not, I was going to invite you myself. But this was a spur of the moment type of thing."

Jacob finally stepped in. "Hey, this is Sam, and this is Embry. They're from La Push too." Hazel nodded and shook their hands. "Nice to meet you." She smiled awkwardly.

They nodded in return. "So, does everyone come here?" She motioned towards another group of students from Forks.

Jacob shrugged. "Basically."

Embry scoffed. "Everyone except the Cullen's." Sam nodded and Hazel let an eyebrow rise. "Why not?"

Sam answered a bit too quickly. "Who knows, they don't really come around La Push in general." Hazel looked around for any sign of them, but found none.

"They went on another camping trip right before t he weekend came, they'll be back by Monday." Jessica spoke knowingly.

Hazel looked towards Jacob and he suddenly felt how uncomfortable it was. "I was gonna take a walk, wanna come, Hazel?" She didn't hesitate and followed him away from everyone else.

The walk was spent in silence. But soon Jacob couldn't help but break it. "So, how have you been?"

She shrugged and looked at the sand. "Uh, really bored honestly. I just don't know what to do most days."

Jacob smiled and turned towards the water. "Well, I think you'll make some really good friends soon."

Hazel smirked and turned to him, "Like you?" He chuckled nervously and his cheeks flushed. "Heh, yeah, yeah like me I guess."

Hazel grimaced at the memory of Edward's deathly glare. "But I don't think the Cullen's especially Edward will never like me."

Jacob rolled his eyes. "It's fine, if you hang out here more, you won't see them as much." She smiled and touched his arm. "You know, you just made me feel better. I thought something was seriously wrong with me. He looked at me like I was the devil…"

"Trust me, you don't look like the devil." Hazel blushed and retracted her hand. "They do seem a little weird though…his family."

She was baiting him, she was getting so curious about him. Her dreams were getting worse, or more realistic. And now she just wanted to know more about him, he was such a mystery. Jacob nodded and looked around. "Okay, don't tell anyone, but my tribe has legends. Like his ancestors were enemies of my people. I don't know why. It never made much sense to me."

She had an idea that he was telling the whole story, but she would take what she was getting. "Oh. That explains why your friends didn't seem to like me mentioning them."

Jacob shrugged. "Sam takes the legends more seriously. I just think they are made up stories." She shrugged again. She was so awkward when talking to boys, even though he was younger. It made her blush to have him close sometimes.

"Wanna head back?" He nodded up to the sky, which was suddenly a dark gray. Hazel even felt a little drizzle descend upon them.

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