Hello… Okay. I don't say that, really! Where did that come from? Now, on the other hand, I do say hello moto.. As a JOKE!

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PS: Um… Just so you know this is Leah's point of view. :)

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I woke up early (like six) that morning, and started cramming my stuff back into my backpack. It was about seven thirty when I was dressed and ready and I sat down on the edge of the bed to call Seth before I left.

I dialed his number and he answered after only one ring. "Hey, Leah." He said, and I could hear the smile on his face.

"Hey, Seth." I said, smiling myself. Seth was what I missed most about La Push. He was the bright spot in all the darkness. My baby brother, wow, that seems weird.

"What's up, Leah?" He asked me.

"Um… I'm about to hit the road. I'm heading to a small town a couple miles out of Seattle." I told him, standing up.

"Alright, be careful on the road, okay?" He asked, sounding worried.

I laughed. "Yeah, I will. Talk to you later, Seth." I told him.

"Alright. Bye."

"Bye, Seth." I hung up and grabbed my backpack, slinging it over my shoulder.

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Sam's Point of View

I looked at the letter, stared at it really.

My heart didn't want to beat. I felt like my heart was broken, when I thought of what I must have done to her.

I crushed that poor girl. I told her I loved her, I promised her forever. Then I just took it away. More than that, I went on. I moved on, so quickly.

Yes, I had my reasons, but it wouldn't have hurt her so much if I had taken some time. That very night I left her, crying in the mid summer rain in the middle of the forest, I went to Emily's. I slipped into her bedroom window and told her I loved her (although Leah didn't know that much, but she knows it wasn't more than two days.).

I hated myself for hurting her. I really did. I love Leah. Always have, and really I always will. But this isn't something I can control.

It's not like I can do anything! I can't help this. It isn't my fault.

Only now, as I read this, I realize that I never got to do so many things with Leah.

I never got to take her to prom, or any dance really. I never got to see her all dressed up for something like that. The only dress I ever saw her in was at her dad's funeral.

I never got to see her in all white… Now I can't help but wonder. Will she invite me to her wedding, when she finds someone?

Will she invite Emily? I know it would crush Emily not to be at that wedding. They were going to be each others bridesmaids. They were. Now, they never talk. The last time they said a word to each other was at Harry's funeral. Emily even tried to hug her, but she cringed away.

But more importantly, would I be able to stand there and watch her marry someone else if she did invite me? To be honest with myself, I didn't think I could. I really truly didn't think I could sit through that wedding.

I shuddered. I owed her that much. After everything I have done to her, if she wanted me there I should go. But I don't think I could take it.

I won't ask her to come to Emily and I's wedding… Not for me anyway. I'm going to send her an invite and not tell Emily. Emily would be to afraid that it would hurt her, but I can see it in her eyes, she wants Leah there. I'll write her a little note. "Leah, Emily wants you there. Please, come. For her. Sam." Simple enough. She'll come or she won't.

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Leah's Point of View

The town was small, just how I wanted it. I smiled up at the mid day sun as I parked in a parking space in front of a small dinner…

"Oh!" I said, when I saw the small help wanted sign in the window. I was out of the car fast, walking into the little place. It was quaint.. I liked it already.

I walked up to the counter and smiled at the lady behind it. "Hello." She said, smiling. "You can go and sit down, my son will be over in a minute." Her voice was pleasant and made me smile.

"Um.. I'm actually here, because I saw the sign outside. Do you still need help?" I asked, beaming up at her.

"Oh, yes." She said, her face lighting up further. "I thought that was a lost cause. Everyone in this little town has a job." She explained. "How old are you?" She asked me.

"I'm twenty." I told her.

"Alright… So when do you think you could start?" She asked, looking around at the empty place.

"Anytime." I told her. I had absolutely no where to be… I just had to find some where to live.

"Okay. How about you start tomorrow morning? Lets say seven?" She asked, obviously open to suggestion.

"Sounds good to me." I told her.

"Okay, you can fill out all the paperwork and stuff tomorrow then." She told me. "I've got to find it again." She laughed. "At one point I had it all ready, but now it's kind of scattered. Oh, what's your name dear?" She asked, laughing.

"Leah Clearwater." I answered her, looking at her nametag. Marge. Huh. Funny name.

"Leah… Pretty name. I'm Marge Waters." She said, smiling. "See you tomorrow, Leah."

"Yeah, thanks." I said, turning and walking to the door.

I half ran to the car… I had a job, but to fill out the forms, I'd have to have an address. I drove through the town, and was happily surprised to see that they did have one apartment complex at the edge of town.

It was small, but it didn't look like many people lived in it. There were only about three cars in the lot.

I smiled to myself as I parked in front of the small administration office in front.

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"Thanks so much, Mrs. Smith." I said to her. She was the nice old lady who ran this complex… She did have an apartment available. I could afford it and it was furnished, something I hadn't even thought of.

"Your welcome dear." She said, as I sighed the paperwork.

"When will I be able to get in?" I asked her, as she started fumbling around in her desk drawer.

"Um…" She continued looking through the door. "Right now." She said, and handed me a golden key.

"Oh, really. I didn't think I'd be able to get in this soon." I told her.

"It's all ready." She told me, smiling.

"Well, thanks so much." I said, standing up.

"Do you think you can find it, dear?"

"Yeah, I'll manage." I told her.

"Well, bye, dear." She called as I walked to the door.

"Bye, Mrs. Smith." I called to her, as I walked out the door and to my car. I unlocked it, and quickly drove around to the other parking lot. I grabbed my backpack and ran down the row of doors… I smiled when I found it, the last on the row. My new home, A4. Wow. That sounds weird.

I stuck the key in the door and smiled as I opened the door. The first room was the living room… Inside was a brown couch, with a TV directly in front of it, and an arm chair in the corner. I walked through the open doorway into a small hall and on the other side of the wall was another doorway, leading into the kitchen.

I walked down the hallway, and to one of the two closed doors. I opened the door into the bedroom, which was complete with bed and even a TV… There was another door (most likely the closet) and a desk with a wooden chair in front of it.

I went over to the bed, dropping my bag on the ground, and sat down on the edge of the bed. I fell back onto the bed and pulled the blanket around me. I wasn't cold, but it felt comforting.

I lay there for a moment, but then frowned as my stomach growled.

I frowned and sat up. I grabbed my bag off the ground and took my wallet out of it, crabbing my credit card. Time to go shopping…

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"Um.. Leah?" Sam asked, touching my face.

"Yeah?" I asked, opening my eyes again.

"We need to talk." He told me, eyes worried.

"About what?" I asked him, frowning. It was the night after our graduation and I was tired.

"Well. I think I need to tell you something, before I can ask you something." He told me, eyes serious.

"Just tell me, Sam." I told him, sitting up.

He pulled my into his lap and looked down at me. "Leah…" He started. "I don't know how to tell you this, I don't even know if I should." He said, struggling.

"Sam, just tell me." I begged.

He touched my face so very lightly and I frowned at him. "Leah, I'm just scared you're going to leave when I tell you." He said, eyes sorrowful.

"Sam. I won't leave you." I promised. "I love you. Nothing you can say to me, will ever change that." I promised him.

"Okay, Leah." He kissed my forehead very lightly and then sighed. "I'm not human." I felt my mouth drop open and he laughed. "Not exactly, anyway. Not completely. I'm a were wolf." He told me, not looking at me anymore.

"A were wolf?" I asked him, confused.

"Yeah." He answered, looking back at me… He sat there watching me for a moment then went on. "I'm the Alpha here. We have three in our pack… I don't even know if I should have told you, Leah, but I wasn't going to ask you if you didn't know. You deserve to know."


"Ask me what?" I asked, confused. He was talking as if I knew this, and I didn't understand.

"Leah Clearwater." He said, looking into my eyes as if he could see into my soul. "I love you so much.. Will you marry me?" He asked, pulling the ring out of his pocket. My heart stopped for a moment, but then I felt the smile spread across my face. I kissed him and he laughed. "So… Should I take that as a yes?"

"Yes!" I said, pulling back and kissing his forehead. "I love you so much, Sam.. I don't care about you being a stupid were wolf. I just don't care. I love you."

He smiled gleefully as he slid the ring down my finger. "I love you, too, Lee-Lee." He hugged me tightly. "I'm so happy." He whispered into my ear. "Thanks, so much. Thanks for not caring that I'm not human."

"You are human enough for me." I promised, kissing his cheek. "You are what I need. You are what I want. You are my everything." I told him.

"You are what I need. You are what I want. You are my everything." He told me, pressing me against my chest. "Forever and always." He whispered into my ear.

I threw the paper into an envelope, and shoved it into my new purse along with my notebook (holding a copy of my story, and every letter I've ever sent Sam), phone, and wallet. I was dressed in a white sun dress and ballet flats, ready for work the keys in my hand when my phone started to ring.

"Hello?" I said, answering without bothering to look at he caller ID.

"Leah Clearwater, where are you?" Sam asked from the other end.

"In my apartment." I told him, hanging up and putting my phone on silent. I was going to work, and I didn't need any distractions.

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A half an hour after I got to work, I was done with the paperwork and I handed it in to Mrs. Waters. "Here you go, Mrs. Waters." I said, handing it to her.

"Thanks, Leah. You can call me Marge." She said, grabbing an apron off the hook behind her. "Here you go."

I tied it on and smiled at her. "Thanks."

"Um.. Here." She said handing me a pencil and a pad of paper. "You understand what your doing?" She asked. I nodded. "Alright, well I'll be here until lunch, and then I'm going home… My son will be here after that. He'll help you close up tonight. Thanks for doing this all day."

"Oh, I don't have anything to do." I answered.

"Maybe you'll make some friends here, sweetheart. I hate to think of you being alone all the time you aren't here. No, you're just to pleasant for that." She said, turning away.

"Thanks for saying that, Marge." I said, hearing the door open and someone come in.

"You're on, honey. If you have any questions, you know where I am." She said, going back into the back.

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I was talking to a customer when I heard the door open and someone step in. "Hey mom." I heard the person say in a husky but beautiful voice.

I smiled at the customer and told them that their lunch would be right up, and went to turn in the order.

I was about to clip the sheet of paper to one of the clippies, but stopped dead, my hand in the air, looking up at the boy who was slipping into an apron. He had messy black hair and russet skin that reminded me so much of my family back home. He looked up at me and I saw the most beautiful pair of blue eyes…. They were crystal clear and my heart was rushing. My pulse running way too furiously through my veins.

Great. I found my imprint… "Hello." He said, his face slightly puzzled and a bit confused. "My name is Ron. You must be Leah."

"Yeah." I answered, remembering my hand. I quickly clipped it to the clip and then dropped my arm.

"It's great to meet you." He said, reaching his arm out to shake my hand. I took his hand and the electric shock that went through my hand. I think we both pulled away at the exact same time, and we shared an awkward pause.

"Oh, Leah, you met my son?" Marge asked appearing from the kitchen.

"Yeah." I said, smiling at her. "I'm going to get back to work." I said, turning to go.

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There was something, some undefined awkwardness between Ron and I, and I really tried to keep my distance. I didn't plan to tell him. I didn't trust men after what happened, I couldn't take losing another man ever. I don't know if I'd be able to live through that.

There was something in his eyes, something he tried very hard to hide from me every time I saw him. Something I couldn't identify, but something I was afraid of… I hated not knowing what's going on in his head. What did he think of me? Was it just in my head, the way I believed we pulled our hands back in the exact same instant?

Now there was no one here, so I was rereading my story behind the counter when someone came in. I finished reading the sentence and sat the notebook down under the counter.

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It was eight o'clock and I had just flipped over the open sign. Ron came out from the back, already out of his apron and started putting things away. I began flipping the chairs over and putting them on the tables and he laughed.

"What?" I asked, not looking up.

"How'd you know we did that?" He asked, and I could feel his eyes on me.

"I didn't… I just figured." I answered.

"You are smart. Mom told me you knew what to do today." He said, from behind the counter.

"I worked at a dinner in La Push." I told him, looking down at the chair I had just placed on the table.

"La Push?" He asked, from what seemed like closer.. I looked up and jumped when I saw him standing beside me. "Sorry." He murmured.

"I came from La Push… It's a small reservation on the outskirts of Forks." I told him, looking anywhere but at his eyes. They made me want to cry.

"Yeah, I know… Um. My dad lives in La Push." He told me.

"Oh, cool." I responded walking to the next table.

"Yeah." He said, walking back over to the counter. "I'm so ready to get out of here." He said, smiling. "I'm ready to go to bed." He said, frowning.

"I guess." I answered, walking over to grab my purse.

"Night." He said, opening the door for me.

"Yeah…" I said, walking out to my car. "Wait a second, I didn't ask. How old are you?" I asked him, smiling into the darkness.

"Twenty." He answered, locking the door.

"Okay. Night." I unlocked my door and got in.

"Bye." He said, slightly pained.

I drove away, quickly. Dropping my car off in front of my apartment and running off into the woods. I was flying, no I wasn't a wolf. I didn't feel like phasing and putting up with the voices in my head, so I just ran human in my little white dress.

I was in the middle of the woods when I smelled it. There was a vampire in the woods, close.

I guess I noticed that too late, because now I'm penned underneath it scratches down my body. Then it's face went pained and it jumped off of me and ran off. I was bleeding like crazy, and my dress was torn, but I started pulling myself off the ground and then ran across the forest, much more slowly but still.

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