That night I had a strange dream. In it I woke, not knowing why, I placed a hand on the covers in front of me, they were boiling. "Seth," I heard myself murmur, only he could let off this much body heat. There was no answer, "Seth I'm cold, come back." I shivered as if to prove it. I didn't care why he was in my home; I just wanted to be close to him. His face appeared in my dreams, handsome and guilty looking, he pulled himself under the blankets, wrapping his arms around me and enveloping me in his heat. I sighed into his chest, "I love you." I murmured thoughtlessly, kissing his bare chest. His chest rumbled, as if he chuckled, but I soon fell asleep.

I awoke, alone and shocked at the lack of modesty I portrayed in my dreams. "Bad girl," I scolded myself. But happy feelings soon bubbled inside of me, Seth and I were dating, and I was going to the beach with him! I jumped out of the bed and showered; my hair was moderately well tamed when I came out of the bathroom. I dug through my clothes, desperately trying to find something warm for tonight. The news said it would be cold. I reflected on my dreams, and a small voice whispered, 'Seth will keep you warm.' I shrugged the thought away, finding a pair of jeans, they were dark blue and straight legged, also very expensive: I'd modeled for Quicksilver and gotten them and a shirt for free. With a snap of my fingers I pulled out the thin white knit tank top, pulling it on and covering it by a shape-clinging red sweater. I'd wear my red flats I decided, rolling up the sleeves of the sweater. I galloped down the stairs, Carlos was making pancakes.

"Smells good," I said, feeling nice today. I'd be good in front of my future step-dad.

I sat down at the dining table; my mom kissed the top of my head. I smiled; my mom had become increasingly affectionate in Forks. Maybe her being with Carlos would make things better, not worse as I had thought.

I felt extremely nice when I said, "Mom, I want to stay here, in Forks." My mom looked at me surprised, her look changed to happy quickly, and she put a hand on her hip.

"Because of Mr. Clearwater?"

I giggled, "Partially, but just the atmosphere here makes me happier, and you're much better as well," I scowled, "Me and Carlos will have to see if you change when you start working."

They both looked happy, "I'll only be working eight hour shifts here," she smiled, "Not twelve, and sixteen, so hopefully it should be better."

I nodded, "Just one thing you guys, when you make important decisions, like getting married, can you inform me before the rest of Forks?"

My mom looked guiltily at me, "Sorry baby."

"It's okay, 'cause I had Seth, but just for the future." My mom smirked, nodding and turning to get plates for breakfast.

We ate the pancakes and I had to admit that Carlos was a very good cook. I put the dishes in the dishwasher; mom and Carlos went to sit on the sofa, "So Carlos?" I asked, he looked at me, "What do you do for a living?"

He smiled, "I own the bakery in downtown Forks, with my brother." I nodded, no wonder he knew how to cook.

"Do you only have one sibling?"

"Two. My sister lives in Texas though, she has two children, five and nine I think. My brother has three, all boys, two, seven and ten."

I smiled, "Cool."

"You might be able to make some cash babysitting, I know Mark was having a hard time finding someone since his two youngest only know Spanish."

"Alyssa is fluent in Spanish." My mom smiled proudly and I nodded with a smile.

"Really? Then you're perfect!"

I laughed, "Sounds like a good deal to me, more money for university."

"What do you want to be?"

I shrugged, "I don't have the slightest idea, I'm hoping to find my dream job when I'm there."

Carlos smiled, "That's what I did, and found that I loved baking."

We all smiled at each other, it was strange how natural smiling had become. "Oh, Alyssa?" I looked at my mom, "I was wondering if I could cut your allowance in half, so five hundred a month instead." Carlos looked shocked.

"You're a wealthy girl," he whistled.

I laughed, "It's not like I can spend it anywhere." I thought for a second, "Can we go out some time this week and buy warmer clothes; my wardrobe isn't very equip in that department?"

My mom smiled, "Sure."

"Oh, and I was thinking that I might buy a car, I've always had buses and tons of friends with cars but it takes me a half hour run to get to Forks."

My mom nodded, "Sounds like a good plan to me." She turned to me, "Can you make some popcorn?" I blinked at her.

"Mom, its eleven in the morning."

She smiled, "I noticed." With a sigh I pulled out the popcorn maker and put kernels into it. I set the bowl up and went to sit on the armrest of the sofa by my mom. "We're going out to a restaurant in Port Angeles for supper, are you coming?"

"No." I smiled, shaking my head at the TV and the introduction music to The Wheel of Fortune, "I'm going down to First Beach with Seth and his friends."

My mom clucked like a happy hen and I went to put margarine on the popcorn. I brought it to her, "Thanks honey." I smiled, taking a handful and walking back upstairs.

With a sigh I sat on my bed rolling my shoulders and playing some music. I jumped up; grabbing my charged computer and bringing it back to my bed. I lay down on my stomach, kicking my legs in the air and replying to only one e-mail. I said I was gone because of my mother and probably not coming back.

With a snort I realized they probably all thought I was pregnant and had gone somewhere to give birth. Then I cruised the internet, I'd been playing solitaire for almost two hours straight when I heard greetings downstairs, using my remote I muted the music. The door opened, Seth came in smiling widely. I almost jumped into his arms when I saw him.

"Hey!" I smiled turning my music back on, but lowering the volume.

He gave me a secretive smile, "What's up, sunshine?"

"I'm bored out of my mind!" I complained, as he closed the door behind him.

"Your mom said I could just start coming in, I don't need to knock," he said proudly.

I smiled, "Good for her, she finally did something right." He chuckled coming to sit down beside me. I closed solitaire, turned off my computer and then rolled on my back. "What's going on with you?"

"Nothing, I was bored too, so I went over to Billy's and snuck away." I laughed.

"Bad boy."

"Say what you like," He murmured, giving me a gentle kiss on the lips. I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing his forehead.

"I had to put makeup on my neck again," I said with a sigh.

"Good," He whispered, "When those start to fade, I'll make more."

I blushed, "Next time make them where no one else can see them—" I stopped, "That came out wrong."

"It sounded fine to me," he purred.

I grumbled, "Keep dreaming." A thought struck me, "Speaking of which, I had a strange dream last night. You were in my room and were hiding or something for some reason. I called you back to the bed, I said I was cold and you came."

He gave me a soft smile, "Why was I in your room?"

I glared at his intent, "Because I was killing you," I retorted.

"You really are," He murmured leaning his head into my chest, "You're so perfect." I blinked, blushing.

"Smooth-talker," I scolded.

He laughed, "You ready for tonight?"

"I think so, you?"

"No," he said but when I gave him a questioning look he just smiled, "What do you want to do?"

"Kiss me," I murmured, he obliged.

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AN: Sorry for the wait, my werewolf-loving readers! I had so much fun in the UK, oh my goodness it was beautiful there I didn't want to come back home. I envy you people and your endless fields of sheep sxczzzzzzzzz…yeah that right there was some awesome step-on-the-keyboard love from my cat, apparently she also likes sheep… Anyways, till next week! I'd love to hear from you guys!