TrappedinaPhoto: -rubs temples- you people give me such a headache…

Ray: Hey, what did I do? You created me!

TrappedinaPhoto: That's not my fault though! Leave me alone!

Seth: -hugs Ray when it looks like she is going to go off at TrappedinaPhoto- She is just having a headache from boredom. Don't be mad at her.

Ray: Fine but, -pouts- TrappedinaPhoto does not own anything related to Twilight. She owns me, June, Nikki, the plotline, and the headache that she somehow created for herself that is currently tormenting.

TrappedinaPhoto: -raises ohnhu:" pny7un pvt7bol 8hyl ubject to throw at the happy couple.-

Person in CLOWN mask: that was meant to be "raises object to throw at the happy couple" but JJ-Jefferu is being mean.

JJ-Jefferu: -runs in fear of clown-

Person in CLOWN mask: -takes off mask-

TrappedinaPhoto: Thanks babe.

Person now NOT wearing CLOWN mask: Anytime. Now peeps, enjoy!

I had been in Forks for about a week now. I spent a lot of time with Seth, and was enjoying myself. Keeping in touch with June and Nikki though, was my top priority. I couldn't bear the thought of not having any female contact, and they were my best friends. The only stumbling block keeping me from being completely happy was the thought of Jeremy.

He sent me text messages and called daily; sometimes more than twice in one hour. I would only reply to certain text messages. The other text messages kind of freaked me out. I never answered the phone when he called either; I always let it go to voicemail. His voice sounded extremely distraught and disheveled at me being so far away from him.

Odd thing was, I no longer felt bad about him anymore. Pushing those thoughts out of my mind, I focused on digging through Charlie's shed to trying to find a box or two of Christmas ornaments. Seth and Leah had helped Charlie drag a pine tree in from the forest yesterday. So I was hell bent on decorating it since I was bored out of my mind.

I pulled my phone out of my hoodie pocket, clicking the side button in the process. 12:07 P.M. I couldn't help but smile to myself. Today was the last day of school for the semester, so the kids down at La Push had gotten out early; at noon actually. Therefore, Seth would be here any minute hopefully, unless he was getting a ride from one of the other boys. Which would make him delayed a bit.

I replaced my phone into my hoodie, shifting boxes around to see what most of them contained. I was having no luck; almost all of the boxes were unmarked and not placed in any good order. Then I noticed a box in the back of the shed; it had all caps lettering on the side of it. It read, "X-MAS DEC." Walking right up to the shelf, I glared up at the box. The shortcomings of being short were becoming apparent; again.

Standing there in the middle of the shed, I just waited for awhile and stared at the box. Eventually I was joined. The only reason I knew I had been joined in the shed was the natural light that burst in for a second, then vanished as abruptly as it had appeared.

"Why are you hiding in here Ray?" Seth asked from right behind me. I turned my head and looked over my shoulder at him. He was fully clothed, and had shoes on; he had gotten a ride as I had mildly assumed.

Turning back, I nodded my head toward the Top shelf, where the box of Christmas decorations was located. "Oh," he said and moved around me, taking the box down in the process. I pivoted on my heel, and opened the shed door for myself and him to exit.

I glanced over at him as we were walking, and he had a look of amusement on his face. "I had been thinking; Christmas, Christmas tree. And then that maybe that Christmas tree would like some decorating," I said, my sarcastic tone made him laugh as we entered the house. He kicked the door closed behind himself, and carried the box into the living room. He set it down on the coffee table after I had quickly removed the various items that had been atop it a moment ago.

Once it was safely on the table, he gripped my wrist, pulling me close to him, and he kissed my cheek, and then let go of me. I couldn't help but giggle and turn away and blush.

"I'm guessing that you would like to help me with this endeavor?" I asked as he grabbed a handful of tinsel and strung it around me, using it to pull me back towards him.

"Of course," he said, and then spun me around in a circle, forcing me to laugh and then hold onto him to keep from falling due to dizziness.

We spent the next two hours decorating that pine tree.

~!%&*

We had decided to not put up the Angel yet, but to wait till later, maybe if there was a party or get together later. It was Seth's idea, not mine.

But while we were putting decorations and etc. up, we talked about both of our pasts. He had already told me about the collective concepts of being a wolf and of being a part of the pack, or one of the packs now. Now I was learning more about his history. What had happened to his dad, which was a heart attack due to seeing not only his son transform into a wolf, but also his DAUGHTER transform, which had been thought to be impossible to happen. The rough patch between the wolf packs, and about my dear cousin's new life.

"So you're telling me that I've already met my niece?" I asked feeling a sense of amazement at the concept. We had plopped down onto the couch and were listening to one of those annoyingly catchy Christmas albums. "And she doesn't seem to like me."

"Yeah," he laughed at I felt myself smile at his laughter, "Nessie is just kind of like that. Jake belongs to her and there is no competition for it"

And in return I told him about my life in L.A. I didn't go into detail about my previous 'relationships' other than that they had been epic failures, and no good had come of them. I told him about June and Nikki, how they kept me out of trouble and the fun times we had running around town. Eventually I reached my old passion, "I used to jazz dance, but my performing and practicing went downhill when my dad married a new woman."

"But I thought you were a klutz? How were you able to dance?" he made some floppy movements, playfully almost falling on top of me on the couch.

"Meanie," I said and shoved him, and he rolled over and laid his head on my lap, "the real reason that I am a klutz is that I broke my left ankle 3 years ago. So it hurts sometimes, other times its fine. And some really bad times it decides to give out on me entirely." Somewhere around this time, Charlie had walked into the house, signaling that it was some near 5 probably. I glanced at the clock behind me; it was closer to 4 than anything else.

"Hey Ray, thanks for decorating the tree. It's been awhile since we had one in this house," he started to walk off out of the room, then turned back. "We're having some people over for dinner Ray; Billy Black, Jacob, his friend Embry and his girlfriend, Em something or other."

"Really?" Seth seemed happy at this, he sat up like an excited child; I sulked in my spot on the couch. "Great," I thought, "people."

"Yeah," Charlie answered Seth, "So you're mom should be over soon to help me cook the food."

After Charlie had left the room, Seth put his arm across my shoulders. He squeezed a little and went, "What's wrong?" I grumbled and leaned against him. I didn't want to say anything, but he nudged me again. Obviously willing me to speak my mind to him. I let out a sigh and told him, "I hate people."

TrappedinaPhoto: must you wear that thing around me?

Clown masked person: yeah. It's fun to scare you.

TrappedinaPhoto: Hate you.

Clown masked person: You know you love me. And you know you love it when people review. –smiles underneath mask, but you can't see that. Obviously.-