I groan, bringing my hands up to rub my eyes. Sitting up, I push my glasses up my nose to see better. When I open my eyes, I'm shocked into silence for multiple reasons. One, this is most definitely not my room. Two, the seven people in front of me are some of the most attractive people I have ever seen. And three, I'm sitting in the presence of people who rival the gods' beauty, and I'm in my pajamas.

What have I gotten myself into this time?

I sit stock still on the couch I woke up on, just staring at the people before me. They are all very, very familiar, and I am determined to ignore my brain as to where they are from. I'm not sure that I could handle the shock of it anyhow.

I slowly stand up, brushing myself off as I go through potential excuses and responses in my mind. "Listen, I'm so very sorry to have intruded in your home, nevermind the fact that I don't even know how I got here, but I'll be leaving and I'll be out of your hair as soon as I can."

At this point, I start backing away, idly fixing my hair and straightening my clothes as I go. "Would any of you lovely people mind letting me borrow a phone? I have my emergency numbers memorised since I tend to get lost easily. Though not usually this lost."

The kind looking man, who was closest to me when I woke up, reaches his hand into his pocket to pull out a rather fancy looking phone. As he holds it out to me, I realise that it wasn't actually all that fancy, it only seemed to be because of the cover over it.

I take it and turn it on, bringing up the keypad to type in the first of my EC's (emergency contacts. I was just to lazy at the time to write it out). I punch in the number and bring the phone up to my ear hearing the dial tone as it connects.

"Hello, this is Andrew." My father's voice comes out clearly through the phone.

"Hey, dad, it's me. I'm kind of lost, and I woke up in a stranger's house. Can you come and get me?"

"Um, who is this again?"

"Dad, it's me. Your only daughter? Teagan?"

"Sorry, I don't have a daughter. I think you might have the wrong number."

"What? But wait. This is ***_***_****, right?"

"Yes, it is. Your dad must have changed his number a while ago. Sorry."

"Wait! No, don't-!" *click*

I pull the phone away from my ear, frowning. "That was strange. I know that was his number. I've had it memorised since I was 6."

I quickly look up at the other people in the room. "May I try another number?"

The same man nods his head. "That would be fine. You can call as you need to. If there's anything we can do, just tell us."

"Thanks." I quickly dial my birthmothers cell phone. As it rings, I decide to take a different route than before.

"Hello?"

"Um, hi. Can I please speak to Chinesa Cr- sorry, Chinesa Winn?"

"Speaking."

"Oh, okay, good. Now this may be a strange question, but is Teagan there? I need to speak to her."

"Who's Teagan?"

"I- oh nevermind, mom, it's me. Your daughter. Teagan."

"I only have two daughters. I'm sorry, but I'm not who you're looking for. Is there anything I can do to help? It looks like you have a-"

There's a pause as she moves around.

"A Washington state area code. I don't know anyone around there, sorry."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"... did you just say Washington State?!"

*click* I ended the call. Without looking up, I dial up a few of my friends, only to get similar responses of not knowing who I am. Giving up hope, I sigh, and dial one last number.

"Hello?"

"Alex? Is that you?"

"Teagan? Who's phone are you using? It didn't tell me it was you."

"Wait. Alex. You know who I am."

"Of course I know who you are. Did you really think that I'm that forgetful?"

"No, not really." As soon as I finish speaking, they almost cut me off in their haste.

"Oh, yeah, Teagan, you'll never guess what just happened to me."

"...what? Should I be scared or worried?"

"Maybe? I kinda just woke up in the middle of some woods. I think I can hear a highway nearby. I don't even remember how I got here."

"Wait. You're telling me that you just woke up somewhere, you can't remember how you got there, and you don't know where you are."

"...uh...yes?"

"Oh, my gosh! Me too! Except I might have a tiny idea of where I am."

"Really? Where?"

"Well, I called my parents first, and they didn't-" I cut myself off, remembering that I'm not alone. "Well, I called them, then some friends, and now you. Do you think that you could try to get to the highway to see where you are?"

"Yeah, sure, it doesn't sound that far away." There's rustling as they climb through the foliage. After a few minutes, they speak. "Yep, I'm at the highway. I'm going to try to hitchhike to wherever you are. Where is that exactly?"

"I'm in…" I turn to the group and cover the microphone. "Where am I? What city and state?"

The guy who's phone I have speaks up. "You're in, or near, Forks, Washington."

I mouth a thanks as I uncover the mic. "I'm in Forks, Washington. How far away are you?

A few seconds pass. "I'm only 13 miles away. I should be able to catch a ride."

"Okay… please be careful."

"I will. Oh, hey Aubrie's calling, I'll call you right back."

"Alright."

*click*

I turn back to the C- the group. "My friend said that they'll call me right back. Someone else called them."

"That's fine. You can take your time." I realise that the group has spread out, one guy going over to the piano, the other two men going to the TV, while the blonde, the pixie, and the brunette have taken a seat on the couch and are quietly talking.

The phone in my hand rings, startling me. I pick it up. "Hello?"

"Hey, it's me again."

"Yes, I assumed as much."

"So guess what?"

"What is it this time?" I rub my forehead.

"Aubrie was calling me because Winter had called her saying that she was lost."

"Oh, no. Really?"

"Yeah, and guess what?"

"Just tell me already."

"Aubrie's lost too- oh, hey Winter." In the background I hear a familiar voice correct them. "It's Rich."

"Oh, sorry Rich."

"Wait if Rich is here, then where's Aubrie?"

"I don't know, but we just got a ride. We'll try to head to the town. See you soon." *click*

"Wha- They didn't even say goodbye!"

I turn to the man and pass him his phone. "Sorry for that. Thanks for letting me borrow it. I need to get into the town, so I better start walking."

"Oh, no, it would be no bother to me to drive you. I need to head in anyway, I have a shift in an hour."

"A shift?"

"I'm a doctor at the hospital."

"Oh."

The pixie, who was apparently listening in on the conversation, jumps up. "I will not let you leave wearing… that."

She gestures towards my pajamas.

"I don't really have anything else to wear, so…"

"Nonsense! You'll just borrow some of mine." She skips over to me and takes my hands, dragging me up the stairs. "We won't be long, Carlisle. Don't worry."

"I'm Alice, and that man was Carlisle. And this," She stops her motions long enough to open a door. "Is my closet."

I step in, and I am astounded by the amount of clothing contained in one room. "This is all yours?"

"Yep! But everyone uses it, so not really."

"Wow."

She exhales sharply. "Well. Enough chit chat. Try this on."

She tosses a black dress at me, before turning back to the clothing rack. Hesitantly, I pull off my pajama pants and unbutton my shirt before carefully pulling on the extremely short and lacy black dress. "Um, Alice, was it?"

"Yes?" She hums, still browsing through clothes.

"I don't really think this is my type of thing."

She quickly turns around to look at me. "No, no, I think you're right. Since Carlisle has to go soon, put on these jeans instead."

I'm tossed a pair of guys dark wash jeans. Pulling the dress over my head, I slip into the denim pants. I definitely like this a lot better.

I flip the dress right side out, before trading with Alice. I hold up a black nylon sleeveless crop top turtleneck. (Boy, was that a mouthful.) I undo the small zipper behind the neck and pull it on over my head, closing it up once it's on.

Alice turns around and claps her hands twice before dragging me over to a mirror. "You look wonderful."

Personally, I agree. It's a rather gender neutral look, and it's comfortable. "I'll give these back to you as soon as I can."

She waves me off. "No one ever wears those anyway, don't worry about it. Keep them. It'll be fine."

"I- thank you. I think I better get going, though. So, yeah."

I'm led back downstairs and to the garage, passing the rest of her family on the way. "Carlisle's is the black car just over there. I'll see you soon!"

"Um, yeah. See you." I walk over to the car she pointed me to, only to have Carlisle direct me to the passenger's side. I climb in and shut the door, not knowing what to say.

"It's not that long of a drive, so it shouldn't take too long. Where do you want me to drop you off?"

"If there's a library, then there."

"Okay, the library it is." He starts the car and starts to head down the driveway.