RILEY'S POV

La Push is so different from anywhere I've ever been and I could almost picture myself settling down here. I've been a sailor practically my whole life, it was my life. I'm the world record holder for the fastest solo time sailing round the world via the western route in 119 days 12 hours 8 minutes and 37 seconds when I, was 13. I'm the youngest sailor to attempt this in her boat "Sinead" and I've traveled the world at a slower pace for fun the next year doing exciting things while taking classes on my laptop to count for high school. After everything that I had accomplished my dad asked me if I would like to take some time off maybe go to a real high school and make friends. When we docked in Seattle for a weekend dad made arrangements for my uncle Nate and my aunt Elle to come and get me. We had decided that I would go and live with them for a year in the tiny reservation of La Push, my father told me that if I ended up liking it enough that my aunt and uncle would be more than happy to let me stay for my junior and senior year. I've been living here for a month now and absolutely fell in love with the reservation. My aunt and uncle live in a tiny two story house, only a mile from the beach.

I had just gotten back from lunch when I had this overwhelming urge to go to the beach for a little while. I walked over to my full length mirror to see how I looked. My blonde hair fell just past my chin, the layers added angle to my chin and the blonde made my green eyes pop. I was wearing my destroyed skinny jeans, with a coral lace bra top, and my leather bomber jacket, my gold gladiators, cross knuckle ring, and my antique necklace. I had to admit I really like the way I looked. As I was walking toward first beach I noticed what a tight knit community La Push is; there were kids running around and parents talking it. It was almost as if the neighborhood was having a party, I loved it too.

When I reached the beach I took in my surroundings and loved what I saw, the beach was littered with tiny rocks and the waves came rolling in with a load roar, the waves weren't the soft rolling waves you see in the Caribbean, these waves had white tips at the peak and when they crashed you felt like your world was shaking and I could not get enough of it. This is why I loved sailing so much it was not so much about the activity; it was more about my love of the ocean. I was sitting here engrossed in my thoughts when a soccer ball hit my leg. Next thing I know a guy came running over, he was really tall probably 6'2 at least 4" over my tall frame. He was very tan, had short cropped hair and dark brown eyes when I looked into them I could almost picture us growing old together, having kids, and getting married. And what the hell am I thinking I don't even know this guy and I'm thinking of having his kids..dear lord I need therapy. I looked up to see the guy had stopped and was staring at me like I was god's gift to man. Dear god I know I'm semi attractive, but this is getting ridiculous.

"Ummm hey, you okay?" I was genuinely starting to worry for the guy when he snapped out of it and realization crossed his face.

"Oh…umm..yeah sorry about that I just came over here….to uhhh get our…..soccer ball." He was stuttering so much and if it was even possible it made him look even cuter.

I bent down and picked up the soccer ball, and handed it to him I looked over his shoulders and saw a bunch of guys that looked just like him about a mile down the beach and I couldn't help but think that he had to be pretty damn strong to kick a ball that far.

"Wow! You kicked this ball a long way." I was astonished all of these guys looked like gods.

"Haha, I wish no my friend Paul kicked it. Oh how rude I'm Seth by the way, Seth Clearwater. I haven't seen you around before are you new here?" the name Seth seemed to really fit him.

"Kind of, I'm staying here with my aunt and uncle for my junior year to get away for a little while. I've been here for about a month, but I haven't really been out much I've been spending a lot of time with my family and getting situated." I mentally face palmed myself for rambling on in front of this cute guy.

"That's awesome I'm a junior too. Hopefully we have some classes together, how old are you?" his voice sounded so cheerful and friendly I felt that I could trust him with almost anything.

"I'm 15, but I took a lot of my classes online so I skipped a year."

"Well I have to get back to my friends, but now I have something to look forward to on Monday. I'll see you around." We started to go our separate ways, me back to my house, and him I'm assuming back to his friends when I heard shouting.

"HEY! I DIDN'T CATCH YOUR NAME?" he looked so cute standing there with his hands cupped around his lips, those lips looked so soft I just wanted to kiss him, and the things I could do to those abs. No! Stop you don't know him…ugh why can't my inner hormone slut go back into her hiding place.

"IT'S RILEY." and with that a giant grin came to those beautiful lips.

"SEE YOU ON MONDAY RILEY!"

"LOOKING FORWARD TO IT." And I knew that I was really going to like staying in La Push for the next year.

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