Disclaimer: If anyone still thought I owned these characters, I'm afraid you are an idiot. ;)

AN: All memories is this chapter, people. Might be a bit boring, but 'tis necessary lol. Btw, sorry fof taking so long 2 update, i have tons of coursework to do!


"Hi, Leah," Sam says to me. Sam always talks to me, and he isn't mean like all the other boys in second grade. I'm nearly finished kindergarden now. It'll be the summer holidays soon.

"Hello," I say. "Want to see my picture I did?"

"Okay then."

"Look." I show Sam my picture.

"It's good, but I can draw more better than you."

"Can't."

"Can."

Sam can draw better than me, but thats because he is bigger than me. I go into my classroom, and play with my best friend Kerry. Mummy says during the summer Kerry and Emily can come and stay. I can't wait!

***

Me and Seth get on the bus. Seth is in kindergarden, and I'm in third grade now. I walk down the bus to sit beside Kerry. But Emma Philips is sitting beside her, so I sit in front of them.

Emma started our school at the start of our year, and me and Kerry made friends with her. But now Kerry always sits beside Emma, and shares with Emma, and wants to be Emma's partner. And it's not fair, because I'm Kerry's best friend.

Later that day, Emma has to go home sick, so me and Kerry are eating our lunch.

"I wish Emma was here," Kerry says. "It's no fun without her."

"Yeah," I say, but I have more fun when Emma isn't here. Then I remember something. "Kerry, my mum says you and Emma can have a sleepover at my house on Friday!"

Kerry doesn't look excited. "Oh. But Emma is going to have a sleepover at my house on Friday."

"Oh. I'll ask my mum if I can stay over tonight then," I say.

"No. My mum says only one person can stay over, and Emma is staying."

Then, the bell rings. Kerry and Emma are having a sleepover without me. But Kerry is my best friend! It's not fair.

***

"Leah the loser," Naomi smirks to her friends and they laugh.

Naomi, Kate and Tracey are the prettiest, most popular girls in school. They're all cheerleaders, they're top of the class, they're rich, they're 're everything I'm not. And they hate me. They really do.

I'm not pretty or popular, confident or outgoing.

Naomi is their leader, the meanest one of them all. She's ten, the same age as me. But she has a boyfriend, Jared Kelly, who's in junoir high! And Kerry told me Naomi's already kissed a boy! She hates me. She isn't mean to Kerry or Emma, but she is always mean to me. All the time.

"Leave me alone," I say.

"Or what?"

"Just leave me alone!" I repeat, my voice trembling.

"Leah the loser!" Tracey laughs. "That's so funny, Naomi!"

"Yeah, hilarious," I say, sarcastically.

"Where's Kerry and Emma?" Kate nudges her friends. "Oh, I know. Somewhere without you. Guess what Emma told me, Leah?"

"What?"

"She told me she didn't like you. She said you're a big loser, and her and Kerry wish you would leave them alone."

"Shut up," I say, and I run away, as far away from them as I can. I run into my house, tears streaming down my face. Did Emma really say that?

***

"Leah? Are you okay?" Sam chases after me, and grabs me by the arms. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I say, but Sam looks me straight in the eye.

"Leah, I know you were crying. What's wrong?"

"I don't want to go to juinor high." Tommorow is my first day at juinor high.

"Is that all?" Sam grins at me. "Leah, don't worry! Junior high isn't so bad."

"What if nobody likes me?"

"They will. And anyway, you have Kerry and Emma!"

"No I don't. They're friends with Naomi and all now. They said when we start junior high I wasn't allowed to talk to them. They don't want to be my friends anymore."

"Well, you'll make new friends," Sam hugs me, tightly. "You don't need those b**tches. ANyway, I'll be there."

"Thanks, Sam," I say feeling a bit better. But not really.

My so-called friends hate me. I have to start junior high on my own. And Sam'll be there. Which is good.

But she'll be there too. Kiera. Sam's girlfriend.

I don't want to see her with Sam.

I want to see me with Sam. Everytime I'm around Sam, he makes me feel better. He's always nice to me. He's a jock, I'm just a loser, but he doesn't care. He's kind, funny and I love him. I love Sam.

***

I chose out my outfit for my thirteenth birthday party last night. A deninm mini- skirt, sparkly black top and black pumps. I can't wait. I think back to this time last year. I still missed my friend Kerry, and even Emma. I didn't really have many friends in junior high. But then, I realised that Kerry wasn't my friend, there were loads of nice people in my school. So, I started talking to the other girls in my school, and soon met some nice girls, who I had loads in common with. Real friends.

I put my outfit on, and fix my hair. Ow! Burnt my hand on the straighteners. I can't wait for my party.

Me, Emily, Clara, Brona, Sam, Josh and Ryan are going to the cinema, then the girls are coming back for a sleepover. I can't wait.

Ryan Carlson is my boyfriend! We started going steady last month, and he is so amazing! He's really sweet, and kind and funny. Not to mention hot!

This birthday is going to be so much better than my last!

***

"I'm sorry, Ryan," I whisper.

"Why, Leah?" he asks me, and I feel like crying when I see Ryan cry.

"It's not fair on you," I say, hesitating. "The whole time we've been together has been amazing, Ryan. I like you, you're so amazing. But I don't love you. And I can't keep pretending. It's not fair on you."

"I thought we were happy together, Leah. Everything was going so well. I thought you loved me!"

"I know, and I'm sorry," Now I start crying as well. "This is why I have to end it now. Because the longer this goes on, the more it'll hurt."

"Is there someone else?" Ryan asks, increduously, angrily, but most of all hurt.

"No," I sigh. "Not exactly."

"Well, what the f**k does that mean?"

"I never cheated on you, Ryan. Never." I insist. "But I..I'm in love with someone else. He doesn't know, and he has a girlfriend, and he never will know..." I feel my eyes well up again, but I blink the tears back.

"So, why are you telling me this?"

"I want you to understand, to know the truth."

"I love you, Leah. Please don't do this."

"I have to. You'll find someone else, Ryan."

"I don't want anyone else."

"We're starting high school next week, Ryan. You'll be one of the hottest guys there! You could have any girl you want."

"I want you."

"I'm sorry, Ryan."

"Yeah," he says bitterly. "Me too."

"Ryan, please don't hate me." I say. "You're like my best friend. Please, don't hate me."

"I don't." Ryan says, as he walks away. When he's out of sight, I break down in tears. I've just dumped my first boyfriend; my boyfriend of almost a year; my amazing boyfriend, because I'm in love with a guy who'll never love me. I'm in love with Sam.

***

"Hey, Leah," Sam waves at me in the corridor. I wave back.

"Hi" I reply.

"You want a lift home from school today?"

"Yeah, please," I grin.

"Well, got to go," Sam shrugs. "Mr. Heinz goes mental if we're late."

"Okay," I say. "See ya later!"

I meet Sam after school and we head over to his car. I see Ryan sitting with his girlfriend and I smile, and wave. I'm glad Ryan found someone, now I don't have to feel guilty about what happened last year.

"So, how are you?" Sam asks me.

"Fine," I say. We drive home, talking and laughing, as usual. Sam always gives me a lift home. My favourite part of the day.

I wish I could tell Sam the way I feel about him. I should be able to. He broke up with his girlfriend moths ago, and he's been single ever sense. Why shouldn't I tell him?

Because, what if he doesn't feel the same way? I don't want to mess up the friendship we have. I don't want to lose Sam all together. I sigh, and look out the window. Hey, this isn't LaPush...this...this is Portlands we're heading to.

"Umm, Sam," I say. "Where are we going? Why are you kidnapping me?"

Sam laughs. "Don't worry. It's a surprise. Don't get too excited, though," he adds.

"Umm. okay," I reply. What the hell is going on?

We eventually arrive at a small resteraunt. "Coming?" Sam asks. I nod, unsure what I am agreeing to. He heads up towards the resteraunt, and goes inside. " I made a reservation earlier. Uley? Sam Uley?" he says. The waitress nods, and leads us towards a small table in the corner. We sit down and she hands us a menu.

"Uhh...Sam?" I pause. "What's going on?"

"Clara came and told me today," Sam said. Clara? What did she tell him? Oh my God, please tell me she didn't tell him I was in love with him. But if she did...then what was all this???

"What did she tell you?"

"That...you like me..." Sam looks me in the eyes. "Is that true?"

"Umm...I..." I stop.

"I like you too, Leah," Sam says. "In fact, I love you. I have for a long time now..."

"What?" My heart skips a beat, I gasp, I can't breath. I feel butterflies in my stomach, but it's the good kind. Sam loves me? "I love you too, Sam" I whisper.

But Sam doesn't reply. Instead, he leans closer to me, I feel his breath on my nech, I can smell his cologne. And then, I can feel his lips no mine. And it feels magical.

***

I don't understand. Sam's being really weird lately. We've been going out two years now, and I love him more than anything else in the world. But he's being really distant. I haven't seen him in two weeks, he hardly ever answers my calls. Why is he ignoring me? He disspapeared for over a month not long ago.

Last time I saw him, he looked so different. Bigger, stronger, older.

I don't understand why.

***

I wake up, my head resting on the steering wheel of the yellow porsche. The memories stop there. I can remember my entire life, up until that day, when Sam is being so strange.

My life. It was so...hard. So many bad things, but then Sam made everything better. And I don't remember what happened after that point.

Something awful, worse than everything else in my life. I don't remember, but I know.

Sam was becoming a werewolf, like I am. And he dumped me for my friend, my cousin Emily. How could he do that to me?

And the worst part is, I don't remember. I don't have the memories of Sam hurting 's a huge blank spot in my memory. So my only memories of Sam are the good memories.

I'm still in love with Sam.


AN: thanks for reading! please, please please reveiw! thats nearly all her memories back. btw, she remembers her entire life [well, most of it] but i didnt write her entire life story. i just wanted to give a general gist of her life. you people have imaginations. ;)