In this story, ages are tweaked a bit. Jacob and Paul are eighteen, Rayna is seventeen, Seth is 16, Bella is 20. Bella has just finished generals at college in Seattle with Edward, and the newborn battle that occurred in eclipse has just happened. Everything else timeline wise has happened, just instead of Bella and Edward being in high school it was college.

For a Tuesday morning, the Seattle airport was crowded. Perhaps she wasn't the only one who jumped on the cheap flight offer? Possibly, things had changed while she was gone. Maybe, things were busier and La Push/Forks wasn't as close and intimate as they had been before she left. For all she knew, La Push could have turned into a huge tourist attraction that brought in so many different people coming and going that it was hard to know anyone.

Right, and maybe the beach would be just like the sparkling waters in Maui.

Gripping her suitcase tightly, Rayna made her way through the bustle of people, finding a break in the crowd as they all left for their terminal. For a moment, she had a pit of anxiety in her stomach as she searched for her ride. As soon as it came, it was gone, because although he had shot up several inches and gained muscle, Seth Clearwater was still as recognizable as the day she left.

"Rey!" Seth beamed, his dimples showing as he took in her appearance. It seemed as though he was saving her eyes for last, and his smile faltered for just a moment before being put back in place, albeit less enthusiastically than before.

"What have they been feeding you at the Rez?" Rayna blurted out before she could stop herself. Last time she had seen him, he had been tall, yes, but certainly not as muscle-ly as he was now.

Another dimple grin. "Same old, same old." Seth shrugged, and reached towards her for a hug.

"So fish and pie?" She asked with a snarky grin, returning the hug he gave.

"Moms best, of course." He replied, laughing loudly.

Rayna found it hard to keep up with Seth, his long legs easily maneuvering through the airport and towards his vehicle, or rather, his late father's truck. Memories of Harry Clearwater came sharp and fast, and Rayna found herself pinching her wrist hard to come back from the sudden onslaught of emotion that had her eyes misting.

"So, how is Jacob doing?" Rayna asked, clearing her throat as they entered the vehicle.

Seth stopped for a moment, and then turned the key into the ignition, the truck rumbling to life. "He's healing really well. Doc fixed him up real nice."

"I can't believe dad let Dr. Cullen help Jake," Rayna shook her head. "He wouldn't even allow any of us to go to Forks. He said your mom was all we needed."

Seth shrugged, turning his blinker on as they headed onto the main road to Forks. "Even old men grow up sometimes, Rainey."

They fell into easy catching up, reminding Rayna of how great of a friend Seth was. There was a time where they were best friends. Maybe, she thought as they bantered back and forth, there was hope they could get back to that place.

Seth told her about his friends, who he referred to as his brothers, and a few funny stories. Of course, as he told her, he had a bunch more. Rayna didn't go into too much detail on her personal life back in Hawaii, instead going into detail about the sun, the beach, the flowers, the dolphins. Rebecca took her nearly every weekend to go snorkeling. She promised Seth she would show him pictures of the garden she had back home. Rebecca promised she would take care of it while she was gone.

Before Rayna knew it, they were pulling past the La Push sign and heading towards the back end of the reservation where her dad's little red house resided. Again, she had a pit of anxiety in the ball of her stomach, and her throat ached for courage. It had been two years since she had lived at the house. The last time she was here, it was only for Harry's funeral and she only stayed the night of, and left early the next morning. Rebecca's husband was a rich man, and he had viewed her as his own.

The truck rumbled to a stop, and Billy was wheeling himself out the door before Seth had even put it in park. He had a wide smile on his face, even if the circles under his eyes were dark. Rayna smiled in response, her anxiety not yet forgotten, but soothed slightly by her dad's attitude.

"How've you been, kiddo?" Billy asked, folding his hands in his lap as Rayna made her way out of the car, suitcase forgotten.

"Still dancin'." Rayna smirked, using her dad's favorite line on him. He gave another wide smile in response, and she leaned down to give him a hug. "How's Jake?"

"Kids sleeping off most of it," Billy replied, motioning for her and Seth to follow him into the house. "Rebecca said your stuff should be coming this week, but your old bed is still there."

Rayna nodded, swallowing past the lump in her throat that had formed when she stepped back in the house. The faded pictures of her mother still hung on the living room wall, and she noted that her school pictures and a few selfies with Rebecca had been put up on the fridge.

"I know Rebecca said you were doing online school, but La Push doesn't offer that. Forks does, but I would prefer you go to school on the rez." Billy wheeled himself over to the table, where he poured himself a cup of coffee.

"I'd really rather keep doing online," Rayna bit her lip, trying to keep her emotions tapped in. "I do really well, and with the rate I've been going my teachers said that I could graduate by the end of next year."

A crease appeared on Billy's forehead. "I think it's best you try La Push first. In person is always better."

Rayna's temper flared, and she opened her mouth to argue but Seth cut her off. "Jake! Dude, you should be back in bed."

Her eyes snapped over the hallway where Jacob was hobbling out of his room with crutches shoved awkwardly into his armpits. He looked rough, but not as bad as she would have thought for the motorcycle accident Billy said he had.

"And miss my little sister's homecoming?" Jacob smiled crookedly, his eyes alight with mischief. "It's good to see you, Rayna."

"You too, Jakey," Rayna looked at him, noticing that he had gotten taller and more muscular. Even the bandages couldn't hide his large frame. "What does the other guy look like?"

There was a moment where everything went tense, and then the rest of them let out awkward chuckles.

"Let's just say, I was the winner." Jacob gave a genuine laugh, Seth joining in as they shared a look. Billy shook his head in good humor, and Rayna just wondered what the inside joke was.

"How about I order us some pizza?" Billy asked the three of them. "Seth, you staying?"

Seth nodded enthusiastically, looking towards Rayna with a small blush across his cheeks. "You bet."

"I'm gonna go put my suitcase in my room," Rayna swallowed hard, taking a deep breath. "Thanks for bringing it in for me, Seth."

"Anytime, Rey." Seth grinned.

Rayna left the three men in the kitchen to chatter about and order pizza, following the familiar faded carpet to the room she had left behind two years ago. She examined the walls as she went, noting everything was still the same. Even the dent in the wall, from when she got really pissed at Billy and tossed a plate in anger, was still there. Uncovered and there as a reminder for anyone to see.

Even her door made the same squeaking sound it always made. The same soft spot was on the floor right by her bed, her old posters and snapshots were still on the wall, everything was untouched. Everything was the same.

The overwhelming emotions from being back at the place where she had had her darkest moments were starting to get to her, so she decided to see if everything truly was the same. Starting with the bottom drawer of her old wood dresser that appeared to contain spare bed sheets.

Her fingers touched the cool bottle at the far back of the drawer, and even as she took the cap off and brought the vodka to her lips she knew she shouldn't start drinking again. But the burning in her throat made her feel at home and as she grimaced from the taste, she took one last big gulp before reluctantly putting it back. She wished she had a chaser on hand.

It had been so long since she had drank, and she was always a lightweight, so as she put away the contents of her suitcase her head became warm and fuzzy. It was easier then, to go back out to the living room and pretend like she was glad to be back in La Push. Pretend like she was happy to be back with her dad. Pretend, pretend, pretend.

After all, this was the only time she was going to drink. Just once, for courage. To make the laughter and witty banter come a little easier.

They did have a good night, and when it was nighttime and Seth had gone home with the promise of hanging out again soon, Rayna felt it was justified. Just this once. To see her brother and father laugh with her, to talk to Seth and not feel her side of their unresolved emotions, to ignore the problems and hardships of moving, it was worth it.

Just this once.

So this is a rewrite of a story i wrote a few years back, and haven't finished. Reading through it, i felt the plot was messy and off, and the writing to me was immature, but i always loved the idea behind it all. So instead of trying to keep writing that particular story, I kept most of the same concept/idea and rebuilt it into what this story will be. I don't know that anyone will be interested in this, but im going to write it anyways just so i can stop thinking about it. Im thinking this will be around 20-30 chapters. We'll see. Leave a review if you enjoyed this first chapter and/or are interested in this so far. Ill probably update within a few days, as the second chapter is already written. It would be lovely to get some encouragement if there is any to be given.

-TheFlyingGraysons