I've been really into writing this story lately, so maybe there'll be more updates in the near future. Also, I noticed that it may be a bit odd for Addison to just immediately believe in other supernatural beings (you'll see in this chapter, especially), and that'll all be explained at a later time. Well, it can really just be explained by saying, she just knows shit. Hope that clears things up (￣▽￣)ノ

Saturday morning, I woke up to see the sunlight streaming through my window. I blinked a few times and rubbed at my eyes. Sure enough, it was the sun. It wasn't anywhere close to the sun in Phoenix, but it was amazing for Forks. Bella must be ecstatic. Even I felt energized just seeing the rays light up my room. A smile was on my face as I got ready.

I was just beginning to stuff my wetsuit into my bag holding a towel and some other odds and ends when Bella poked her head inside my room with a smile on her face. It was probably the happiest I'd seen her since we'd been here. "Can you believe it?" she asked, gesturing with her head towards the window that I had wide open.

"Barely," I replied, zipping up my bag and tossing it on my bed. "I guess Mike was right." She nodded and disappeared back to her room to finish getting ready. It wasn't long before we were both getting in my car and headed towards Newtons' Olympic Outfitters. It was a store just north of town, and I knew exactly how to get there because it was the place I'd purchased my wetsuit.

As I parked, we both got out to meet with the others in our group. Mike came to greet us with a big smile on his face. He looked the happiest to see us, honestly. "You guys came!"

"We said we would. Besides, I wouldn't dare miss the chance to see the "surfing skills" you claim to have," I teased, laughing at his indignant expression.

"You're gonna start treating me with some respect, Addison."

"On my deathbed, Mike."

Bella interrupted our playful bickering. "Who are we waiting on?" she asked, looking at everyone standing in the parking lot.

"We're just waiting on Lee and Samantha… unless one of you invited someone else." I knew his words were directed towards me. He'd shown his disapproval of my sitting with Edward during Gym yesterday. If I thought Mike didn't like him before, I knew for a fact now.

"Nope, just me, myself, and I. Now, who all is riding with Bells and I?"

The drive to La Push was filled with idle chatter over the sound of the radio playing. I was only half paying attention to the conversation going on. The scenery around us was more interesting to me. Dense forest lined the road around us for most of the fifteen-mile stretch, but it soon cleared to reveal the mile-long crescent of First Beach. The little amount of sand near the water quickly transitioned into millions of stones that almost matched the color of the gray waves brushing against them. It was all so beautiful.

After parking, we all took our things and claimed an area of the beach as our own. Some of the guys drug over some logs for everyone to sit on, while Eric and Ben began gathering sticks to start a fire. My eyes were fixed on the surfboards that Mike had brought for us to use. I really was excited to try out surfing. Unlike Bella, my balance was pretty good, and the water didn't look like it was freezing.

I was the first to claim the small bathroom and quickly changed out of my clothes. Waiting for everyone else to get into their own suits took a while, and in the time I was waiting, a few others joined our little group. Jacob was the only familiar face, and I smiled and waved in greeting.

"Long time no see, stranger." He chuckled, and I couldn't help but notice how bright his smile was. If I hadn't already been smiling, I would have been after seeing his.

"You know, you could visit with Charlie sometimes too, right?" he retorted.

"Touché."

He gestured to my wetsuit. "You're actually planning on surfing?" His tone was disbelieving.

"I think you have me confused with my less athletically inclined sister." Speaking of, I suddenly remembered how infatuated Jacob had seemed to be with her when we first got to Forks. Something told me they'd hit it off well together, and I called Bella over. She looked eager to get away from the group of girls and nearly ran over.

"Jacob, hey," she greeted, pushing her hair behind her ear. There was a flush in her cheeks that I knew wasn't from the cold.

"Hi, Bella." He wasn't any better. His smile from before had turned almost goofy as he beamed at her, and he had started fidgeting awkwardly. His crush on her was all too obvious, and I kind of felt bad, knowing that Bella could be oblivious when it came to guys being interested in her.

Wanting them to have a chance to talk alone, I excused myself from the conversation and went over to the group of people planning to surf. It wasn't a lot, only a few of us who were brave-or dumb-enough to get in the water. Mike didn't look nearly as confident as he'd been portraying himself to be. He made even Jessica look like a pro, and she was only getting in the water because of him.

I pat a hand against his back, startling him as I passed. "You okay, Mike? You're looking a little pale. Getting cold feet?" I teased, grabbing a board that was black and shiny. It had obviously never been used before.

"Of course not. I'm totally fine." I knew it was a lie and hummed noncommittally. He huffed. "Watch, you're gonna wipe out and think back to how you were making fun of me. I'm calling it now."

"I somehow doubt that." The last person in our small group joined us, and everyone else grabbed their boards before we headed to the water. I could tell that the water was cold by the muttered curses from my companions, but the drop in temperature barely registered to me. Not wanting to stand out and risk them asking questions, I began mimicking them. Thankfully, no one picked up on my acting.

When we were far out enough, we got on our boards and began paddling just a bit further. The breeze was picking up, and small waves were beginning to form. It wasn't long before the waves became big enough to surf.

Balancing on the board was easy enough. I was a bit Rocky at first, but after readjusting a few times, I got the hang of it. The trickier part was getting the board to turn. Jerking my hips only caused me to lose my balance and hurriedly scramble to regain it so I didn't fall into the water. I couldn't give Mike the satisfaction. He'd been stealing occasional glances at me just in case I did mess up somehow, and each time, I'd give him a smug smirk.

After surfing for a good hour or so and laughing at Mike anytime he wiped out, the wind suddenly picked up and the small waves that we'd be riding had grown huge. Everyone else in our little group had gone back to the beach besides Eric, Mike, and I, none of them brave enough to even attempt to go against them. I could tell Eric and Mike had only stayed because of their pride. They'd made it into a competition, and I was whooping their asses so far. So, when a wave bigger than any I'd seen before began to form, I wasn't surprised when the two of them chickened out.

I'd been having too much fun on the surfboard to give up now. So, rather than start paddling back towards the beach with the others, I made my way closer to the wave. I could hear Eric trying to urge me away, but I ignored him. My heart was pumping in my chest, and I could feel the adrenaline fueling me. This would be too much fun.

As soon as it was close enough, I stood up on my board and let the water push me. It lifted me high into the air, and I couldn't help but laugh joyously as I watch it arch over me. There was a hint of fear in my system, telling me that the water would fall and drag me under, but that only made the experience all the more thrilling. I'd never felt more human than in this moment. But like all good things, it had to come to an end.

Coming from underneath the arch of water, I noticed the awed cheers from the others on the beach. Even Bella looked impressed. It made me smile and whoop cheerfully as I finally decided to join the rest of my peers.

I was given high-fives and pats on the back from some of the guys and envious looks from the girls who were interested in them. It didn't bother me. I wasn't romantically interested in any of them at all. The only person who came close wasn't here and was probably off brooding somewhere.

I left to go change into my clothes, and when I came back, the food was done and was being passed out. Grabbing a plate, I plopped down on the only available seat next to a guy I didn't know. He'd been one of the boys who'd joined with Jacob, I recalled. Boy probably wasn't the right word. He looked the oldest out of everyone here. I was mid-bite into my burger when it hit me.

Danger.

I stiffened minutely, suddenly very aware of just how big and muscular he was. Something about him was off. He gave me the same vibe that Emmett had on my first day. No, this was different. He seemed even more dangerous somehow. It felt like he could kill me even with my monstrous enhancements.

Forcing myself to swallow, I glanced at him from the corner of my eye. He was talking with another guy who'd joined the group, so I was able to observe them stealthily. Both were buff, though the one at my side was still bigger. He had an air of authority about him, and I had a feeling he was a leader. A leader of what, I wasn't sure. It was just the vibe I got from him.

It was nearly impossible for me to relax on the log now that I was aware of them. My eyes would dart in their direction if they so much as breathed too deeply, and I wanted nothing more than to get away but refrained. There was nowhere else to go, and despite my fear, I knew they wouldn't hurt me with so many people around. Trying not to dwell on it too much, I engaged Bella and Jacob-who had seemed to be in their own little bubble-in conversation. It was enough to ease me a bit but not enough to be comfortable.

When everyone finally decided to pack up so we could leave, I was one of the first people up and gathering the things that had been packed in my car. Bella gave me an odd look but kept silent as she got up to help as well. She'd bring it up later, I knew. Driving back to Newtons' was a relief. The further I got from First Beach, the more relaxed I began to feel. I hadn't been that scared since the attack, as I'd taken to calling my disastrous first night in Forks. I wouldn't be going back to that beach anytime soon, that was for sure.

After dropping our passengers off and saying goodbye to our classmates, it was just Bella and I in the car. Just as I thought, she turned to look at me critically. "So, what was up with you at the beach? It was like after you came back from surfing, you just looked super uncomfortable. Did something happen?" she asked.

I decided to be honest with her. "I was getting a bad vibe from those guys who were sitting next to me."

"A bad vibe?" she questioned.

"Yeah, I don't know. It's just that they seemed kind of dangerous. It put me on edge, and I couldn't relax."

"So, that's why you looked constipated." My eyes widened and I glanced at her to see a small grin on her face.

"I did not look constipated."

"You kind of did. Even Jake noticed."

I narrowed my eyes at her and smirked. "Speaking of Jake, you two looked pretty close today. Don't think I didn't see you walking off together." Her cheeks flushed red, and she avoided eye contact with me. "Did you guys slink off to kiss or what?"

"No! It was nothing like that," she protested. "He was just telling me some of the Quileute legends."

"Oh? Enlighten me."

"Well, the one I remember the best was his story about how his people descended from wolves and could turn into wolves themselves to protect the people and fight against 'cold ones', which is just a weird way of saying vampires. I'm pretty sure he was just trying to scare me though." She began going into more detail about the legends he'd told her, but I was only half listening.

It all made sense now, why I'd felt in danger while being near them. They were werewolves! If the legends Jacob had told Bella were true, which I was sure they were, that would make them my natural enemy. Their sole purpose for existing was to kill vampires, and it was only logical that being around them would make me uneasy. They could kill me and probably would if they'd known what I was even despite all the people around. Once again, I was reminded that I was only human on the surface.

Once we got home, Bella disappeared into her room to get some sleep, but I couldn't do the same. My mind was reeling. I'd been right. There were other supernatural creatures in the world besides vampires. It made me wonder how many roamed among us just under our noses and how many I'd encountered without even knowing.

The knowledge that werewolves or shapeshifters existed was enough proof for me that Edward wasn't human, and neither was his family. There were just too many signs pointing towards it. The idea was pretty scary, but also thrilling. My instant thought had been that they were werewolves as well, but I quickly ruled that thought out. While they did give me dangerous vibes, it wasn't to the same extent that the two men had given off.

Getting on the ancient computer Charlie had provided, I quickly-well, as quickly as the computer would allow, which wasn't fast at all-searched for a book on Quileute legends. That seemed like the best place to start considering one of the legends had already proven to be true. A small shop in Port Angeles popped up in my search results, and I scribbled down the address on a scrap piece of paper before shutting the beast down. I'd go the first chance I got.

Having done all I could do for the night, I changed and slipped underneath my covers. Sleep didn't come easy; I was too busy wondering about the mechanics of shapeshifting. When I finally did manage to drift off, I dreamed of Edward in a pointy hat and waving a wand around.