I have went through and rewrote this because I just wasnt happy with it the first go around. Happy Reading.*
It was a pleasant day out on the water. The weather was hot, sticky and perfect for the adventurous outing. The boat glided through the murky depts of the man-made lake. It's bottom was a mixture of long forgotten buildings tangled with forests and silt, but for now, the curly haired girl laughed as the wind tossed her red trusses wildly. Her friends mirrored her excitment as they urged the driver to go faster. The rush of reverie wash over them making them feel invinsible. In the blink of an eye the mood changed as screeching metal and screaming replaced the gleeful cries and laughs from the passengers. The red headed girl was thrust from her seat and dead centered the side of the boat with her head. There was nothing but blackness now. She felt the tug of her limb body sink deeper into the water. This had to be the end, right? She started to lament about her family. Had she told them all she loved them before she left. Maybe, she should have been easier on her little brother. She should have helped him more and complained less. She thought about how she had just finished high school and how she still had her whole life ahead of her. Her body was so heavy, though. Nothing she could muster would move her water lodged limbs. She was trapped in her body. A dull ache started to build in her chest. It was irritating at first but then... it became an unbearable burn. She pleaded with her self to wake up, to keep holding her breath. She knew it was becoming harder and harder. The current of the water became cold and rough the further down she went. Her limp form started to sway to and fro in its aquatic cage. There was a rolling sound she hadn't remembered before. The burn was at its peak as it crept into her jaw line. This was it her last moment in life. Her brain sent massages to her mouth and chest to breath, it knew it was dying. Just as her mouth began to open she felt a strong tug around her diaphram. She was moving upward, it was too late she thought. Suddenly everything became peace full. Her worries didnt matter anymore. The frigid water didn't bother her and the burn left her chest. It was bright, brighter than anything she had ever seen. the colors swirling around her where vivid and unrecognizable. Then as quickly as the burn had left it was back the colors around her started to fade. In confusion, the red head protested. She was content, why would she leave?! There was pressure through out her chest and something sharp digging into her back. As she reached back behind her to find the culprit of her unease, her arms became heavy like lead. As the pressure built again her eyes became heavy too and the wonderful landscape around her went gray. Her eye lids fell for the finally time on her oasis and shot open to a new place. Warm hands went to press on her chest again as the red haired girl twisted violently to the side, saltly water leaving her mouth in puddles. Wait, salt water? Had she not been in a fresh water lake before? Her ears rang as she looked up at her savior. His mouth was moving but she didnt quite make out what he was saying. She was so tired. She could tell he was pleading with her to stay awake. His arms scooped her up as she tried to hang on. Her lungs were still heavy with water as her breathing continued to labor. As she went in and out of it she heard voices asking about her health, talking to her about how lucky she was. None of them were familiar to her, none of them had the southern drawal she was accustomed too. Time had no meaning while she was like this and as she slept she started to remember more things. The smell of oil and leather from the truck, the cold hands of the doctor, cropped black hair, tan skin, its heat. Her hearing became more constant and more detailed, there had been a ticking noise of a clock and for what ever reason it made her pull her eyes open. As she blinked and tried to get her eyes to adjust she didn't notice any thing that she knew. She went to move her arm from under a heavy blanket and found it incredibly challenging. The room she was in was small only furnished with a twin bed and a dresser. The walls were a beige color with wood accents. Above her was a small window that let in the a orangy, grey light. The red head tried to sit up when a knock sounded at the door.
"Come in," the girl croaked her voice raw and unused. The dark brown door opened slowly as a small framed woman walked in, her beautiful native features marred into an unnatural frown on one side. The red head felt there was something familiar about her. She should know her some how.
"Hello, I'm Emily. I'm glad you are finally awake," only half the woman's face twisted up into a smile. The red haired girl recognized her voice immediatly as one of the people who had been talking about her.
"Where, am I?" she croaked out again followed by a fit of coughing. Emily quickly took a glass of water she had been holding over the girl and sat beside her on the bed.
"Don't over do it," the woman lightly scolded, "You have been through a great ordeal. We thought for a while you might not make it.You practically drowned." The red haired girl graciously took the water as Emily helped her sit to drink it. It hurt a bit to swallow but it soothed her dry throat just the same.
"You are on the Quileute Reservation, in La Push. Jacob the chief's son and a couple of other boys went out to go cliff diving and saw you in the water below. He said you were pale and your lips were blue. He did chest compressions until you came around." Emily fell silent from her story to analyze the girl's face.
"Do you remember what your name is or anything that happened?" Emily paused again, "Do you know how you got in the water?"
Realization dawned on the girl, the salt water, La Push, Jacob... she was in Twilight. Red hair fell into the girl's eyes and with a heavy hand she pushed it out of the way. Still unsure of her voice the strange girl noticed her new clothes and gave Emily with puzzling look.
"Oh, I changed you out of your bikini. It might be May but that was still a bad choice in swim wear around here. The water stays cold at the beach. I found a sweat shirt and sweat pants I thought might fit. You were so pale and blue when you got here we had to warm you up." Emily ajusted the heavy wool blanket on top of the red headed stranger.
"Thank you," the girl squeaked out, "I am Rayna. I'm not sure how I got here, exactly." Emily gave the girl a sad smile.
"Well Rayna, you can stay here for a while. How about a hot shower? I am almost done with dinner. You can freshen up and then come sit in the kitchen." Emily offered. Rayna smiled, half heartedly, and agreed. Emily helped her stand and together they walked out of the room. Ebbing voices came from around the corners filling Rayna's ears. She heard their deep laughs and mummurings of stories.
"Hey guys look who is awake," Emily cheered as they made their way to the master bathroom. All at once it seemed like they were swarmed by huge bodies. The men's smiles were full of radiant white teeth, beaming with pride. In the depths of the men, however, stood just one. She knew exactly who he was at first glance. It had to be impossible Rayna thought to herself but as the man turned to look at her their eyes met. Eyes that seemed the most unimaginable warm brown color bored into her soul. The pure chaos of laughing, questions, statements, faded away. An intense heat spread through her body and in an instant the very air she was breathing changed. As she came down from the endorphine high a curse word fell from her lips. Even though it was a lifetime that the pair stared at one another it was just really seconds. She watched as his eyes changed from warm inviting pools, to frozen black holes. In a rush the man whorled on his heel muttering excuses likely to Sam and left. Rayna just stood frozen in her spot. Emily stopped too when she noticed that the red hair wasn't budging anymore.
"Rayna, are you okay?" Emily asked in whisper.
"No, Jacob just imprinted on me," the girl breathed. The room stopped everything it was doing. They couldnt believe this stranger had just said what she had just said.