Disclaimer: everything twilight associated besides Brooke, her family, and the plot belong to SM

Chapter 1

"Come on Max!" I yelled as I stood in front of the front door, keys in hand, ready to leave.

"But if you want to take the bus, that's fine with me…" I continued.

Seconds later, I heard Max running down the stairs, "Wait! Don't go! I'm ready!"

Dad handed him a bagel before following us out the door, "Have a good first day!!" he waved.

I hopped into my silver Ford pickup truck and started the engine. Max jumped into shotgun and slammed the door shut just as I began backing up out of the driveway.

"Here you go." The receptionist said as she handed Max and I our schedules.

"If you have any trouble, come back here and I'll try to straighten it out for you," she instructed.

I thanked her as we walked out and she responded with a smile and an "anytime hun."

"so whatcha got?" I asked Max.

He scanned his schedule quickly, "Ummmm….looks like history in room 102." He looked over at his map the receptionist had given us, "Which should be right down this hall here." He said pointing to the right.

"So you got it? You don't need any help?" I asked.

"Nahhh…I got it Bee," he said, using his old nickname for me, "I'll see you at lunch."

I smiled and hugged my little brother, "Alright see you then."

I took a deep breath before opening the door to my first period, Chemistry.

The teacher, who was giving some sort of lecture, stopped mid-sentence as I walked in and all heads turned to look at me, the new girl.

"Oh, new student?" The teacher asked as I handed him my papers.

I nodded my head, "I'm Brooke White, I just moved here with my family from Seattle."

He smiled, "Well then Brooke, I'm Mr. Perry and welcome to Chemistry. Just find yourself an empty seat and make yourself at home."

I looked around and saw that the only empty seat was next to a big burly guy who was fast asleep. I walked to my seat as Mr. Perry continued his lecture and I tried to sit down as quietly as possible, not wanting to wake the massive snoring guy sharing a table with me.

It didn't work too well.

When I turned around to get my notebook out of my backpack, I accidentally elbowed him in the head.

"OW!" he sat up rubbing his head.

"Sorry!" I whispered, trying not to disrupt Mr. Perry, but alarmed that I just wacked this guy in the head.

"It's okay," he said while rubbing the spot where I had hit him, "I needed to wake up anyway."

He looked up at me for a moment, "I don't think we've met before."

"Probably not, I just moved here recently from Seattle. I'm Brooke."

He nodded his head in understanding, "That's why. You're a junior right? I'm Quil by the way."

I smiled, "Nice to meet you Quil, and yeah I am."

By the end of Chemistry class, I had successfully made my first friend, Quil Ateara. He told me how he's heard of my father since his grandfather is on the tribal council as well. I also met Kim, one of Quil's friends, who sat in front of us. She was a cute, bubbly girl who knew how to keep a guy in line. She was a junior just like me and Quil.

"So see you at lunch? I'll save you a seat." Kim said as we left Chem.

"Yeah, that'd be great," I smiled, "would you mind if my brother Max sits with us?"

"Yeah, sure, no problem." Quil replied.

I said goodbye to Kim and Quil and headed to my next class, Algebra II.

"I hope your good at math because I'm horrible," a big guy, similar looking to Quil, said to me as he sat down in the desk next to me.

"I'm Jared." He added. I immediately recognized him as one of Quil's friends he was talking about and also Kim's boyfriend.

"Oh, I met your friend Quil. I'm Brooke."

He raised his eyebrows, "Really? Okay."

"Yeah he and your girlfriend, Kim, were in my Chem class last period."

He laughed, "Haha, okay cool. Small world."

"Yeah," I agreed.

"So what brings you to the Rez?" he asked

"Oh well my dad just wanted to move back home. My great-grandfather left his chair on the council to him." I said with a shrug.

"Back?" He looked at me questionably.

"Yeah, I lived in La Push when I was small, but then we moved to Seattle."

"That makes sense then," he mused.

Now I gave him a look, asking for an explination.

"well I thought your name sounded familiar is all."

I nodded in understanding. Just then our teacher called the class to attention so Jared and I couldn't finish our conversation.

The window was open and as a breeze blew through, I noticed Jared's scent. It alarmed me at first because it didn't smell like a regular human should. It was earthy, an almost animal-like scent.

Now that I thought about it, Quil had smelled the same. Maybe just all the guys here smell like that, I told myself, or they might just have pets…

Math class passed by almost as fast as Chemistry had. Before I knew it, I was walking to the cafeteria with Jared, laughing along as he told me a funny story about something he and his friends had done.

As we walked in, I immediately identified what table we were sitting at. It wasn't hard, there were about 6 or 7 big guys that looked similar to Jared and Quil all crammed onto one lunch table. Once we got closer, I realized Max was already sitting with them, laughing at something one of the guys said. Kim spotted both me and Jared, giving me an excited hug and grabbing my hand.

"Come on! Come and meet the guys," she said pulling me over to the table.

Jared rolled his eyes, "I don't even get a 'hey baby'?" he joked with her.

"Oh stop it." She laughed and pecked him on the cheek before continuing her mission to introduce me.

"So guys, this is Brooke. Brooke, that's Collin, Seth, Brady, your brother of course, Paul, Embry, and Quil."

They all greeted me and then continued their conversation about a bonfire that they were having that weekend.

"Your coming, right?" Seth, Max's apparent new best friend, asked him.

Max looked at me, "Are we?"

I shrugged my shoulders, "Probably, Dad just might have forgotten to mention it to us." I answered.

All of a sudden, Embry, who had been having a side conversation with Paul and Jared, turned to me, "so you two used to live here?" he asked

Max nodded his head, "Yup."

"We lived here when we were little, but after our mom passed away we moved to Seattle." I added

It seemed as if everyone had stopped their own conversations and were focused on me and Max now.

"I'm so sorry," Kim said, looking between me and my brother.

"It's alright." I reassured her, "it happened a long time ago and I don't really remember a lot about her because of the accident."

Jared looked up sharply, as if he was remembering something, "What did you say your last name was again?"

"White" Max replied, clearly as puzzled as I was.

I felt the tension grow as everyone at the table exchanged quick glances, like they knew something that Max and I didn't.

"And you don't remember anything about your life in La Push?" Embry questioned me.

I nodded my head slowly, "No, because in the car crash I got a concussion which led to memory loss."

"Jake…" Kim mumbled beside me.

"Who??" I asked her.

"Oh nothing don't worry about it." The look of pain that had crossed her face had disappeared all of a sudden as she changed the subject, "So what are you doing tomorrow after school? Me and some of the Girls are going shopping and I was wondering if u want to come along."

Following along, I decided to let it go, "Um sure. I'd like that."

Later that night, I lay in bed thinking about what happened earlier during lunch at school.

Jake.

For some reason that name seemed so familiar to me but for some reason I couldn't exactly place it.

I'm not sure when or how, but eventually I slowly drifted off to sleep.

I was hiding from a boy about my age behind a tree, giggling. He sneaks up behind me and tackles me to the ground, "GOTCHA!"

"Jake!!!" my 6-year-old self squeals as we roll onto to the grass, "how'd you find me?!"

"Brookie," Jake looks at me, "it wasn't so hard. You were laughing the whole time."

I smile and the two of us burst into laughter. We lay staring at the clouds for a while until Jake sits up, looking down onto me.

"We're best friends, right" he asks

"Yeah."

"Then we should get married," he tells me.

I make a face, "why??"

"Well my daddy says that mommy is his best friend, and they're married, so we should get married."

I shrug, "Okay, but we gotta make it real."

"Okay how?" 6-year-old Jake asks

I smile, "Pinky-promise me."

Jake holds out his pinky finger and I link mine around his.

Jake smiles, "Best friends forever."

I nod, "Forever."

A car honks somewhere in the distance and I turn my head to see a police cruiser pull up into Jake's drive way.

"Bella's here!!" the 6-year-old me shouts and pulls Jake up to his feet with her. We both race off to meet Bella who was being greeted by two women who were sitting on the porch.

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~Dani and Micky