Heathers POV

Crap, crap, crap! That was the only coherent thought running through my mind. The treaty, the Cullens weren't allowed on Quileute land and they weren't allowed to create any more vampires, in return the Quileutes let the Cullens live in peace. There had never been any hassle between the two groups since the original agreement. Until now that is.

I had succeeded in one stupid move to destroy the treaty and endanger the Cullens. Not a great start to the night, I must admit. I groaned loudly, you could tell when I was stressed out to the max and in an awkward situation because that's when I became really sarcastic and made strange jokes for no reason. It was pretty much written in stone now that by the time tonight ended I would make a joke on the lines of 'yea like your face' or the ever popular 'your mom!' I buried my head in my hands, how could I have been so stupid?

It's not like I can run home now, someone would notice. One of the guys would notice my sudden disappearance and the fact I couldn't have gone home as I don't have a car with me. One of the charming Quileute boys in a bid to impress will go wolf to try and track my scent and find me. They will track my scent back to the Cullens, realize I am one of them and it will be one massive blow out between the Quileutes and the Cullens, and we all know how well that would end. Frick.

Well stay and enjoy the party.

What? That's it not only am I insane but Maya has lost it as well, she is quiet all this time barely speaking and when she does it doesn't make any sense. Then again I am complaining the little voice inside my head sounds crazy, so I'm pretty sure that makes me even more insane than I was before.

Look you can be pathetic and leave but you have history here too…

If you are about to go all mysterious and trail off on me I will kill you. Maya? Maya?

I groaned again, and fought the urge to punch the door of Jessica's car. What on earth was that suppose to mean. I have history here too, what am I wolf now as well? Maybe if I get mad enough, I'll shake and explode into fur and I'll forever be the part human, part vampire, wolf kid. Great, and to top it all off Maya won't deny or confirm my ranting, also I am ranting to myself in my head. I thought I was losing but no I have lost it.

"Heather are you okay?"

Huh? That's a new voice in my head; I reached out searching my mind for the source when I realized it was Tyler from the backside, outside my head in the real world.

"Huh, I'm great Tyler am I just trying to remember where I left my phone and coming up short here." I laughed towards the end, I usually did this to fake the embarrassment this time it was real. I was severely embarrassed I thought Tyler was a voice in my head.

The car was filled with 'it's in your jacket', 'man blonde moment' and various comments on my supposed stupidity. My panic began to peak as we pulled into the beach parking area. I could see the fire burning, the music vibrating off the sand and seeping under the gaps in the car. The muffled sounds of I Touch Myself whispered to the car, whispering to the occupants, inviting them down to the beach. I took a deep breath and started feeding off Angela's calm. Another reason to love Angela Webber as a best friend, she was always calm. Not matter what the situation she had some level of cool calm going on. Match that with my empathy ability and I could rearrange my mood in seconds. I counted slowly to ten and let the ability take affect. I may work better impulsively but this situation was too delicate for me to screw it up. If I got this wrong the Cullens were potentially dead.

Right now my choices had been narrowed down to three the second I passed that bloody line. One I bolt it back to the Cullens and pray to god they don't track me. Two I stay a while and faked illness later but that means relying on Jessica or Mike for a lift back home, depending on how good this party was they wouldn't leave soon. Three I stayed and played it cool, I'm already across the line so I might as well unravel Maya's 'you have history here too' mystery. That she was kind enough to abandon me with.

To be honest even as I thought I through I knew I had already made my decision as soon as Maya bestowed her little tid bit of information, I was staying.

As I exited the car a cool salty breeze rushed over me, inhaled deeply, I loved the scent of the ocean so pure so perfect. I walked idly between Jessica and Angela silently praying to whatever god was real and listening, everything would turn out fine. Soon the icy sand was tickling my feet through my heels as I sank down a little, I smiled as several memories of back home fought for poll position. I missed home. I let all the different memories play out in my head as I let Angela lead me down onto the party.

My head snapped up as I took in the shabby wooden stage, set up with speakers, microphone set up centre stage and dangly fairy lights everywhere. I took note of the guitars and drums littering the stage, near the karaoke set. Various decorative torches dotted about, a big bonfire lay burning in a quiet rage as various teenagers danced around it. Everyone seemed to disparate at once leaving me with Angela. The guys ran over to the surround sound, Jess and the girls over to a group of tall tanned guys. I noticed a small group of adults' discussing and laughing near the fire. A man in his forties sat in a wheelchair, next to a way older man in his eighties also in a wheelchair. The man in his eighties looked at me in awe, staring quietly. I felt so on edge it was unreal. His eyes were a deep brown so old so wise, had I not known better I would have sworn he recognised me from somewhere. I snapped my head to Angela as the old man continued his wondrous gaze.

"So what do you want to do?" I asked smiling at her, trying vehemently to ignore the now gossiping older generation whom were all staring at Angela and I.

"I guess I should introduce you to the La Plush guys seen as they are all pretty much staring at you." Angela laughed and reached for my hand.

Huh? Hm I seemed to be doing that a lot tonight. Did she really mean the adults? Was she friends with them? You know I've never realized this before but man I ask a lot of questions, but then again introduce me to someone with a life more complicated than mine, yea didn't think you could. I followed Angela's gaze over to the group of boys Jessica had joined earlier, not the adults. I smiled as Angela lead me over.

They seemed normal enough from far away but now I was close I heard myself gasp. Currently there was three of them. All well over 6ft tall with deep tanned skin, cropped silky black hair, deep chocolate eyes and muscles everywhere. It was the one in the middle that I couldn't talk my eyes off though, he seemed different from the rest, despite the fact they all looked like twins. He was dressed in jeans and a louse whit shirt. He had a big smile across his face and as I meet his gaze I got lost in the depths of his eyes, they had this addictive honey quality about them. His smile was infectious, it made me fell funny inside. Soon I was stood awkwardly in front of them all. I noticed the boy to his left extend his hand towards me, I dragged my eyes away from his chocolate honey depths and looked towards the other boy.

"Hey I'm Quil, so what's your name beautiful?" the boy was cocky and confident, his voiced told me all I needed to know.

"Heather, and eh thanks for the compliment." I laughed shaking my head.

"Anytime gorgeous. This is my friends Embry and Jacob, but don't pay any attention to them." He gestured to the boy on the far right as Embry and the one in the middle as Jacob.

"Hey, how do you know she won't like me better?" Embry shouted as he smacked Quil in the arm, he gave me a smile and shook my hand.

We murmured nice to meet you's but soon enough Quil piped up and they dove into an argument about who I would like best, completely ignoring my presence. I looked up at Jacob shyly to find him staring at me. He looked so much older than me already, probably about twenty something, but then again he had this boyish like quality and charm about him. I tilted my head to the side as I pondered his age, I faintly recalled Jasper mentioning that the wolves grow fast.

"How old are you anyway?" I murmured quietly, my voice had a kind of husky quality to it.

Jacob smiled at me.

"How old do you think?" he beat his chest as he puffed it out, I laughed loudly my sides began to shake, and tears entered my eyes. I shook my head.

"No idea." I gasped as I caught my breath from laughing.

"Sixteen." I muttered almost ashamed, he looked upset despite that massive grin his eyes looked sad.

"Hey, I'm sixteen too." My voice equally as sad, and I forever will be I added mentally.

His reaction shocked me. He looked taken back, the kind of reaction I should have had when he said sixteen instead of twenty. He looked like I had just told him was a Thai transsexual and I wanted him for sex. He seemed to recover from his shock and opened his mouth to speak.

"Want to dance?" He asked as he put his hand out for mine. Suddenly with a jolt I remembered Angela.

It was then I realized she was sat on a log grinning at me, Quil and Embry on either side the three of them giggling and gossiping like old ladies in a tea room. I shook my head before placing my hand in Jacobs and following him out to the small dancing area.

We stood looking shyly at each other and I could feel the gazes of several people glaze over us at once. Slowly the first cheesy pop song died and I wait patiently for the next to start. It had love gently beat to it and I couldn't help but snigger as Lauren held the microphone in her hand. Jacobs hand came down onto my waist and it burned. I let my hands fall up around his neck.

"Man your really hot!" the words were out of my mouth before I could stop it.

"Why thank you." He grinned down at me smugly. I lifted my hand and smack him in the chest gently.

" I was referring to your body temperature but now you mention it I guess your kind of good looking." I mocked him a little, I couldn't help it.

"Why thank you, I guess your kind of very, extremely, good looking too." I felt myself blush.

I rested my head against his chest I was lost for words, I didn't handle compliments well and his was just so perfect I didn't want to ruin it. As we continue to sway, his hand slipped around my back to rest just above my backside on the small of my back. I was quite content, my previous worries about the Quileutes gone. We talked about everything under the sun, the songs changed so many times I lost count, and we kept up our gentle sway the whole time. We joked, shared different stories. I learnt all about his dad Billy, his sister Rachel and Rebecca. In return I told him of my family back home and a little bit about the Cullens, never once mentioning their last names.

Jacob was Edwards opposite. Edward was serious, Jacob was so laid back, Edward was ice cold, and Jacob was hotter than fire. Edward was difficult to read, Jacob was an open book. As I began to compare Edward and Jacob, I began to feel guilty like I was cheating on Edward. We weren't an item, nor were we anything more than friends. That kissed. I buried my face into Jacob's chest, hiding away from my guilt. Jacob dipped his own head and rested against mine as, for the fist time tonight, we fell into a comfortable silence.

I growled as I sensed someone approach.

"What the.." Jacob lifted his head, but stopped when he noticed someone standing behind me, well in front of him. He seemed to tense and grip me tighter.

"Jacob, could you and your friend join us for a moment." Said a strong stern voice.

I shuffled around in Jacobs grip to find myself face to with Sam Uley, the leader of the pack. I recognised him from Carlisle's mind.

Jacob nodded and I soon found myself being trailed behind as we approached the group of adults who had been watching me earlier. I sucked in shaky breath, they knew. They knew what I was and were going to kill me. Kill the Cullens. Kill Edward. The last one hurt the most.

I looked up at the old man in the wheelchair. He smiled at me. He pointed at me, before speaking.

"I know you." His voice shook a little, and I quivered in fear.

"I must say I never say you returning. Not in my lifetime at least." He continued in the same eerie voice.

Huh? Dam it not again, I scolded myself. Return crazy old man.

"You don't remember?" The other wheel chair bond man I now knew to be Billy Black. I shook my head worried and apprehensive.

"Your Maya, daughter of Hecate, correct?" Billy addressed me such respect, I felt bad.

"Yes. I am Maya daughter of Hecate. Sister of Hellewise and goddess of-" I was cut off by the old man's fragile voice.

"The Vampires and friend of the Quileute."

"I'm sorry I don't remember." I muttered as I stared at the ground, I felt Jacob drop my hand and I winced at the pain.

"Do you remember how you became an old soul?" he continued, completely unfazed by my lack of knowledge.

"Hellewise and I visited and old shaman woman, she saved me." I balled quickly through the statement I wanted to die.

"That woman was the last shaman of our tribe. Your sister Hellewise married a member of this tribe. Her descendents live on in the Clearwaters. You have travelled with us many times, in many of your lives. You were even the tribes Chief at one point if my history serves me correctly. The last time you stood here, on Quileute land you held the hand of Euphrium Black…."

A/N: okay so don't be too harsh but I am about to explain in then next chapter why she is drawn to Jacob. As always read and review, if you're nice I'll let Edward act very act of character, turns out in this story Edward has no problems with abstinence.