Seth guided me outside and then I heard running water. It must've been the river. As we made our way down the stairs, I felt Seth watching me the whole time. It made me feel reassured somehow, and hoping that he wouldn't let me fall if I just so happened to trip.

"Thanks," I said, as we finally made it down. Then we both sat down somewhere near the river. The grass felt soft and dry. It was cloudy as usual, so I couldn't tell where the sun was.

Seth sat down next to me, but I felt as if his eyes never left me.

"So you're new to Forks, huh?" he asked.

I nodded. "Yes I am."

"How are you liking it so far?"

I shrugged. "It's alright, I guess." Is this going to be like a repeat of my conversation with Adrian?

"You haven't been here long from what I've heard. Less than a month maybe?"

"Just about."

"How old are you?"

It was strange how all of these questions that he was asking me were normal; casual. He could clearly see that I was blind, from what I could tell. He kept staring at me, only I didn't feel like his stare was concentrated on my blindness. Something else, only I wasn't sure what.

"Fifteen," I replied.

"Woah me too!"

"Really?" I laughed, noting his obvious happiness. He seemed pleased by my company, although I didn't know why. Before, he spoke with caution but now there was definite joy in his voice. "Then why aren't you in any of my classes?"

He stopped laughing. "I guess you can say I'm sort of...home schooled?" He sounded more like he wasn't sure.

I sniffed and decided to lay back down on the grass. It was strangely warm though.

"I guess I should be," I said. "I used to be though."

"I heard," he said, his voice taking on a sad tone that I didn't understand. He sounded almost like he was in agony himself. "I'm sorry about your parents."

Out of all the people that I'd newly met in Forks, Seth was the first person to ever sound truly sorry for me, besides maybe Carlisle. But his hurt exceeded Carlisle's, almost like it was his own pain.

"I lost my dad too," he said. "Just a few years ago. I know how you feel."

I gasped, and sat up, hoping that I was facing him. This was the first I'd ever heard of someone else who was...like me in this sense.

"So...you don't have parents either?" I asked.

"I still have a mom," he said, almost apologetically. "Just not a dad."

"Well, I'm sorry..." I said, at a loss for words. "Were you close to your dad?"

Seth chuckled a bit, probably trying to lighten the mood. "Yeah, I was. Closer than my sister, that's for sure."

"You have a sister?" I asked, feeling closer and closer to him. He was the closest person I could relate to. At least it felt like that anyway.

"Yeah, her name's Leah. She's older than me, and a real bore most of the time." He laughed. "Kind of pessimistic, you could say."

"So make up for it by being the optimist?" I guessed.

"I guess you could say that."

I lay back down again, tired of sitting up. This time he lay down too. We waited a bit and I was the first to break the silence.

"So are you close to the Cullens?" I asked.

Seth laughed. "Yeah, they're like a second family. I'm closer to Edward more than anyone else."

"So you come here often?"

He paused. "Yeah. As often as I can. It's not always easy finding an excuse though."

"What do you mean?"

"See, I live on the Quileute reserve and that's a pretty fair distance from here. It's not like I could come and go as I please."

"What's a Quileute?" I asked, never having heard the term before.

"You mean you've never heard of us before?"

"Not really, sorry," I said. "I was only taught the strict basics. Reading, writing, math and a bit of geography. I never went in depth with learning histories, cultures or whatever."

"Well you should come on the reserve sometimes then," he mused. "We have bonfires almost every month and they tell great stories about our culture there. I don't know how, but each time it's a new one. Either that or they bring up one from a long time ago."

"A bonfire?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowing. I wasn't really comfortable with fires. They were hot and I'd felt that sensation just from lighting a match once for my candle. The word 'fire' didn't suit well with me. Fire meant burning...and that scared me.

"What's wrong?"

I didn't want to sound completely pathetic just then, so I lied.

"I've never been to a bonfire before."

"I'll bring you to the next one, if you want."

I forced a smile. "Sure, that sounds great. Are the Cullens also coming?"

Another pause. Where my questions really that hard to answer? Adrian often paused when I asked him questions, Britney had when I asked her about the Cullens, and now even Seth. What was so perplexing about the Cullens anyway, besides their voices, probably their body temperatures, and their swift movements. Was there a secret that everyone knew, only I didn't? Did all of Forks know something that I didn't? It became quite unnerving.

"Sheesh, I get it!" I said, frowning. "It's not their thing."

"Huh? But I didn't even answer yet!"

"You don't have to," I sighed. "No one has to, only it seems to me that every time the Cullens are brought up, there's this complexity that I'm not supposed to know about!"

"It's..." Seth paused again. "...not like that."

"I see. Never mind." I hated these pauses, but more so with Seth than anyone else. It didn't seem to suit him. I preferred his cheerfulness. Luckily it came back.

"What do you think of the Cullens?" he asked. He was asking personality-wise and that put me at ease. I had good answers at least.

"Name them off one by one and I'll try my best to answer."

"Ok, let's start with Carlisle."

"He seems very kind," I said honestly. "A good-hearted person, but I've barely met him."

"Esme?"

"Same thing."

"Rosalie?"

"Eh...she's ok. Maybe a bit mean and uncaring but I guess she might be a good person deep down inside. But I mean really deep down."

He laughed at this and although it wasn't the musical laugh that the Cullens carried, it made me laugh too.

"Emmett?"

I grinned, or at least I hope I did properly. "He's great. Like the ideal brother. That's why Rosalie must be good deep down inside. He's too good to be with a bad person."

"True that. Alice then?"

"Like Alice in Wonderland," I replied instantly, recalling that it was one of the few books that I'd read. It was hard to visualize though.

"Jasper?"

"Quiet."

"Bella?"

"She's ok. Calm, I guess."

"Edward?"

I paused at this one, unsure what do describe Edward as.

"You said that you're closest to him, so you'd know him more, but from what I gathered, he's 'all-knowing' or something like that. He just seems to guess every word I mean to say before it comes out of my mouth, and he just seems to know things. He's always the first to say something, in any case."

Seth laughed again, only this time I didn't know why.

"Well, I guess that about finishes it," he said. "Oh wait! What about Adrian?"

His voice intensified near the end and got more serious. I suddenly wondered whether he had a grudge against Adrian or something.

"He's odd, but I like him," I confessed, keeping my head low. Suddenly I felt very awkward, talking about Adrian like that. The very thought of Adrian sent a chill through my body, only it wasn't one of fear. "He asks a lot of questions, kind of like you, but not really. He hasn't got that much optimism, but his energy challenges Emmett's head on! I guess you could say I'm closest to him from all the people I've met in Forks so far, and all of the Cullens."

When Seth didn't say anything, I continued, thinking that he wanted me to say more.

"And he's pretty helpful around school, when he's not being sarcastic, and I think he's a great person."

Seth said nothing, but I heard a deep growling from somewhere nearby. It sounded almost like a wolf-growl, based on what I remembered from a "Nature Sounds" CD that I'd once listened to.

"Seth."

We both turned, hearing Edward's cool voice. It was Edward alright. No one else had that one particular jingle by just saying one word.

"Jacob's getting ready to go," he said.

Seth stood up. "But what about...?"

"I'll take care of her. Go."

"Kay. Bye Charlotte!" He said my name with that same joy that I liked. He was pretty cheerful for a guy in the same position that I was in. How long ago did his dad die anyway?"

"Twelve years," Edward murmured.

"What?" I asked, standing up.

"Ah nothing, I was just wondering how long ago my family moved here."

"Oh." Another lie.

"Won't you sit down?"

Why so gentlemanly? Was this really a teenage guy? Even in blind school or in my old neighborhood, no one talked in the way the Cullens did. They seemed to be of another world entirely.

I sat down and Edward did the same.

"I hope no one's annoyed you," he said. He sounded like a hotel manager or something.

"No," I replied. "I enjoyed talking to Seth."

"Did you now?"

I nodded and then replied "Yes" since I didn't know if he saw that or not.

"I'm glad. We're good friends you know."

"I know." Why did this conversation sound so...formal?

"But Adrian's also my brother."

"I know that too."

"Well, I just wanted to ask what you thought about Seth, and Jacob although you haven't really talked to him."

"I think Jacob might be ok," I said, and the paused. "Is he also a Quileute."

"Yes."

"Well, I might talk to him another time then," I said. "But as for Seth..." I paused and this time a warm feeling came over my body instead of the chill from before. "I like him a lot."

"I guess you can relate to him," Edward mentioned, almost as if he was reading my mind. "He's lost a parent too."

"Yeah, but I'm glad he still has his mom. Besides that, I love that he's optimistic about everything. I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to be like that after what happened." I was speaking openly about my parents' death, but I couldn't help it. Something just pushed me forward to trust Edward.

"I understand," he said. "Everyone in my family's parents are dead, so we all know how you feel."

"But you were adopted at a very young age," I mentioned, remembering what Britney had told me at the beginning of the year. "Carlisle and Esme practically are your parents, so it's the same thing. Even if they're not biological, you've come to think of them as parents from a young age so you've grown to love them and regard them as your real parents, right?"

"Yes, we did."

I sniffed. "So it's different for me. I'm pretty sure I can relate to Seth the most."

"I see." Another pause. "Well, I'll drive you home if you like."

"Actually, I'd rather do that!" Adrian called from behind us. Again, another Cullen appeared out of no where. Not a sound. "I've got my driver's license too."

Edward took my hand and pulled me up, and then handed me to Adrian. Adrian drove me home and we talked a bit. He asked me what I thought about his family and Seth, and I felt like I was repeating myself. Why did my opinion matter so much to these people anyway?

Adrian left me off at the doorstep. "I'll see you tomorrow then?" he asked hopefully.

I laughed. "Of course. Tomorrow."

Then he surprised me by putting his arms around me, securely it seemed, and giving me a hug. I gasped, from the sheer contact of another human body against mine as well as the coolness of his body. My face felt very warm though.

"Um..."

He let go. "Ah sorry, that was uncalled for. Bye!"

He dashed off somewhere, leaving me alone. I turned and hurried into the house, keeping my hands to my face. Why did I feel so embarrassed?

As soon as I crossed the hallway though, I was greeted with screaming from a very angry Lizzy.

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