I couldn't help but stare at the empty closet in front of me. Nothing was left except for a couple of shirts that I hadn't worn since I was nine. By my door there were two bags of luggage, my guitar case, and a duffel bag from Victoria's Secret Pink. I sat on the floor patiently waiting for Mr. Samuel Uley to grace me with his holiness. I over looked my bedroom one last time before my time here was up. Everything was staying behind except for a few pictures, my acoustic, and of course my clothes. I couldn't walk around naked, that wouldn't be the best way to start out in my new home, especially with guys hanging around all the time. I was not going to put on show. Emily informed me that Sam hangs out with a couple of teenagers from the reservation. Kind of weird if you asked me, I guess he couldn't find friends his own age.

Note to self: Tease Sam about his lack of friends.

They had already whisked away my mom to 'rehab' about an hour ago. But I'd rather not even go in to details about it. Let's just say it was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do.

Outside the house I heard the purr of an engine pull up. I quickly grabbed my things (with a bit of difficulty) and hurried down the stairs, carefully of course (not really). I pulled open the door the see a rather huge man walking up the steps.

"Sam!" I screamed happily, and ran to embrace him. He wrapped his strong arms around me and smiled ruffling my hair. Sam was kind of like the older brother I never had, he's a pretty serious guy but once you got him to open up he wasn't that bad. I was glad he and Emily found each other. "Hey squirt you ready?" he teased. I dramatically sighed, "Would you stop making fun of my height already? I can't help that I have difficulty growing." I whined. He chuckled, "You're always teasing me so don't dish out what you can't take." "Fine, fine… this is going to be an interesting car ride." I mumbled rolling my eyes. Sam grabbed my things with ease and carried them to his truck, god this man must be on steroids. I followed behind him and gawked at his strength. "Yo dude you need to chill with the steroids and protein shakes all that crap isn't good for your thang." I joked. Sam shook his head as he loaded my bags into the trunk, embarrassment clearly written all over his face. "I swear, where did you get your humor from?" He murmured sliding in the driver's seat, a blush covering his tan face. "Oh it's clearly or-rig-i-NAL." I said emphasizing the 'nal' part.

"Clearly" He sighed shaking his head. "You were right this is going to be an interesting car ride." "Oh whatever, relax." I laughed buckling myself in. "You'll get along with the guys just fine." He said more to himself. "Are they hot?" I asked. Sam gave me a stern look. "Geez I kid I kid, can't you take a joke? I bet it's all those steroids that have you so worked up." I defended myself holding my hands up. He gave me glare, but I could see he was trying to hold back a smile. "You're something else." He laughed finally giving in. I grinned, "I've been told."

Sam began to reverse out of the drive way. Once the car was on the road he shifted the gear to drive thus my cheerful attitude began to fade. I watched as my home, or what was my home become further from my view. A part of me wanted to unbuckle my belt and jump out, run back inside and lock the door. The other half was glad to escape, the atmosphere the house held was so cold and lonely, even when my mother was there. Because it felt like I was all alone. A part of me was glad I could go somewhere new and be around people who were alive.

I'm guessing Sam noticed the change in my demeanor. He gave me a reassuring look. "I know things are though now Natalie, but they're going to get better. But I'll be honest with you. A lot of things are going to change in your life faster than you can comprehend." He said trying his best to comfort me. I can tell he doesn't do this very often.

I sighed heavily, "It's just why all at once? I'm scared. What'll happen to my mom? What if I have a hard time making friends or something? And I don't want to intrude on you and Emily. Being that you two are engaged to be married."

"I doubt that you'll have a hard time making friends and I know you'll get along just fine with the guys, I think no I know they'll love you, and you aren't intruding on me and Emily. We both want you there. You're family" He stated simply. "And about your mom, just give it some time. I told Emily the same thing. You're just going to have to be patient and hope for the best." I let his words sink in for a moment. He was right. Dammit.

"You're right." I finally said stubbornly.

"I know, I'm always right." He said matter-of-factly trying to lighten the mood.

I rolled my eyes, "Thanks o great one."

"Anytime"

I smiled; he really was a good guy. He was perfect for Emily, I always didn't think that but it didn't take much to change my mind. I remember when I first met him; I went to visit them in La Push for a day. He seemed like an uptight prick, really serious and not very talkative. But the way he would always look at my sister was so intense. Like if she was the greatest thing that had ever walked the earth. His eyes would always hold so much adoration and love. At first I thought it was kind of creepy, but a cute kind of creepy. Ever since then I found myself wanting some of that creepy. Maybe they're just lucky to have found a love like that. But I couldn't help but wonder if someone would ever look at me that way.

"NATALIEEE!" Emily squealed tackling me just as I stepped out the truck. The force she used almost knocked us over. "EMILYYY!" I squealed just as loudly embracing her tightly. Sam walked over and kissed her on the forehead softly. She smiled up at him affectionately before he grabbed my things taking them inside. "So how was to trip over here?" Emily asked me once she let go. "It was fine, gave me time to think. Your fiancé was a gentleman like always." I joked sarcastically. She laughed, "He's perfect isn't he." She stated rather than asked. I smiled at her, "Yeah you found yourself a keeper."

She grinned triumphantly, "Glad you agree. Let's go inside now, we have a lot to catch up on and I want you to meet some of the guys!" She grabbed my arm and pulled me eagerly to the house. Well here goes nothing.

A/N: I'm sorry if the story is going to slow for you guys! I'm trying my best here. I'm debating if our favorite wolf Jakey should appear in the next chapter or not, reviews would be really helpful. But he will appear soon! My biggest trouble is not coming up with ideas for the story it's not knowing how to write them. I'm honestly never satisfied with the way a chapter comes out. But I'm still learning, hope you enjoy.