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Ali

The next two weeks went by fast, and it was mostly a blur to me. The most that I remember is breaking the news to my sister, sitting in my room to plan my future, and my parent's funeral. But, the main thing I remember is Embry's arm around my shoulders protectively, or his hand in mine while people told me how sorry they were, and how dearly my parents would be missed. I blocked them all out, feeling emotionally numb. Embry helped me pack my suitcases of all my things in my room, promising me that in my new room, I could paint the walls, and decorate it the exact same way as the one I had now. I could get the room with the best view of the ocean, and the easiest way to get to the bathroom at night and everything. I would get anything I needed in my new home of La Push. Everything except the sunshine and my parents. But, I had to keep it together for the sake of my sister. She was trying to be strong, but she ended up crying a lot, and I had to keep it together for her. I had to.

The funeral was long and tiresome, and I didn't cry. I felt horrible and like a terrible daughter, but after the day in the office, I hadn't cried once. Like I said, I was emotionally numb. Kelly sang, "I'll Miss You" by Hawk Nelson, while my father's best friend played the guitar. I didn't cry then. Just held Embry's hand in my left hand, and my sisters hand in my right. I had silent goodbye to my friends and my parent's friends before getting on the plane to Seattle, Washington. Through the entire plane ride, Embry held my hand.

After a forty five minute drive to La Push from the airport, we arrived at Aunt Ruby's, and I smiled a bit at the house. It was a ranch like style house that was right in the woods next to the beach, and the door was painted magenta. I'd always loved Aunt Ruby's style. The inside reminded me of a vacation beach house, and I was happy that it wouldn't remind me of anything from home. I kept my pictures of my parents in the back of my closet.

My room had creamy pink walls, and brown carpet. There two large windows, each with a window seat, and a large bed in between them. The sheet and comforter were white, and looked warm and inviting. There was a dresser, desk, nightstand, and bookshelf in the small room, and I liked the homey feeling it gave me. I hadn't had the feeling in a few weeks.

I rarely showered, and moped around the house, eating, and watching TV, or staring at the ocean from my bedroom window. Those weren't the hard times though. The nights were.

For the next three days, Raina snuck into my room to sleep in my bed with me. She cried herself to sleep every night while I stroked her hair and whispered that it would be okay. Then, the next four nights after that, I cried myself to sleep at night because she wasn't there. For the first time since I'd heard, I cried, loud; gut wrenching, from the soul sobs. Aunt Ruby heard me from down the hall and came into my room, where she held me as I cried, and I could feel her cry with me at some points in the night.

After a week, I realized it needed to stop. I needed to stop being an empty shell. I got up and decided to go for a long run on the beach at about five o'clock. I could almost feel the weight being lifted off my body, and though i hadn't really gained a lot of weight in the three weeks, I had become out opf shape. But i pushed myself very hard until light came over the horizon. I smiled to myself as I realized that the sun would be up today. It was good timing. I got back to the house and showered for about thirty minutes, using the hot water to massage my muscles and relax. When I got out, I put on jean shorts and a light blue tank top, with a pair of sandals. I dried my curly hair and let it fall down my back, with my bangs clipped back. I put on some make up, and finally felt a little more put together. I went downstairs and it was pretty quiet, as it was still pretty early. I made some breakfast, making sure there was enough for Embry's never ending bottomless hole he called a stomach. When everyone came downstairs, they were all surprised at my actions, even Raina, who threw her arms around me. Aunt Ruby kissed me on the cheek and said thank you for the breakfast. Embry just looked at me strangely as we ate.

"Hey, Mom." Embry said. "Can I go to Jacob's at twelve? "

"Everyone getting together for the big game?" she asked me. "Even your girlfriend?"

"Mom, her name is Jamie." He said, blushing. "And yes."

"I like her, so I suppose so." She giggled.

Not knowing what came over me, I blurted out the words, "Can I go too?"

Embry and Aunt Ruby looked at me, while Raina kept playing with her food.

"Ya know, just so I can get out a bit?" I said. "I figured I needed to do something besides sit around the house, right?"

Aunt Ruby cleared her throat and smiled brightly. "Of course you can, dear; I think that would be great!" She glanced at my cousin. "Right, Embry?"

He came out of his little trance and nodded. "I think you should come. Everyone will love you."

"Okay." I said, quietly, and finished eating. After everyone was done, I washed dishes and cleaned everything else up in the kitchen, then went to help Raina clean up her room. The thing I loved about her, was that she was literally an angel. She was never loud, she never whined, and she was kind to everyone. I had never once argued with her, and she was never selfish. So, when she asked me to do something, I do it. Just like clean her room with her. After that, I sat on the beach for awhile, thinking about my parents. I wasn't numb anymore. I was in pain.

"I tried to take care of you, you know." Embry's voice startled me. "I promised I would take care of you, and I tried. I really did."

I turned to face him as he sat next to me. He had pain etched across his face.

"It wasn't easy for me to watch you walk around the house in such a depressed way. I tried reaching how to you, comforting you, but you didn't let me. I'm normally gone all the time form the house, without Mom's permission, but because of your pain, I've tried to stay home for you. Yet, you pushed me away. I bet you didn't even realize that I was trying to help." He put his head into his hands, and I knew he was right, He had tried to be there for me, and take care of me. But, I didn't let him. I felt suddenly terrible as he continued to speak. "You're not the only one who was affected by this. My mom loved yours a lot. It hurt to lose her once when she left with your father for the south, but it's killing her now that you're mom is gone. She loved her sister, and practically raised her when their parents died. You've forgotten that you aren't the only one who's ever lost a parent. And yet you push us all away, even your sister. Raina took this really hard, and I've been taking care of her, along with my mom. Do you know what a repeat my mom feels like? Parents are dead; she has to take care of the girl as raise her. She doesn't want you to have to be like she was, and have Raina be like your mom. You have to let us also take of you, and let me in. Even though today is an improvement, you still haven't smiled, and I need you to promise that you will be there for your sister, and that you will let me be there for you."

I swallowed the threat of tears forming. "I promise I will." I whispered. "I promise." I tried on his shoulder a bit, and he just held me, and then he wiped my tears away like the perfect older brother he was.

"I love ya girly." He said.

"Love you too, dude." I said, and we stood up, ready to go.

Now I just had to face all of his friends.

"So, this is mystery girl, huh?" Jacob asked me. "Almost didn't recognize you, Ali."

"Hey, Jake, I know it's been awhile." I said, going into his arms for a hug.

"Yeah, it's been six years." Quil said. I hug him to. They were both like more big brothers.

"Why are you guys so hot?" I asked, feeling my arms where the heat was. It almost stung.

"Well, it comes by nature." Quil smirked.

"Thanks for the compliment." Jake laughed. A beautiful, bronze haired girl walked up behind him, She was about ten, and looked beautiful for her age, walked with grace. She slapped Jacob's arm and glared at him.

"You know what she meant, you arrogant boy." The girl said. Then she turned to me. "For some odd reason, all the guys around here are like that. We're not sure why. By the way, I'm Renesmee, or Nessie." She stuck out her hand, reminding me of a business woman. She acted as if she was born thirty years old.

"I'm Alimah, but call me Ali." I said, shaking her hand. She pulled me from the kitchen we were in, and led me into the living room, where a bunch of noise was coming from. There were a lot of people in there, and the room radiated warmth from all the guys. As Nessie intrdoduced me to everyone, I tried to remember all the names: Paul and Rachel, Emily and Sam, Claire, Lisa, Tawny and Collin, Amber and Brady, Leah, Jared and Kim. They were all eager to meet me, and I smiled at them all, showing that I wanted to be there. Sort of.

My favorite person was Tawny, who was my age. She was British, bouncy, and made me think of coffee, which made me want some coffee. She pulled me away from everyone else and into the kitchen to get some.

"Hazelnut, or regular?" she asked me, looking in the cabinets.

"Hazelnut, please." I said.

"You know, I like you're little southern accent." She said, beginning to make the coffee.

"I like your British accent." I said, smiling. She had a presence that made you smile. Like, really smile. After awhile of talking over coffee, I got to know her, and she was really funny, and after a few cups of coffee, I began to feel her jitteriness.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, something began to tug at me. It looked like it was trying to tell me something, but I ignored it.

"Umm, excuse me." I said, walking out of the room and into the living room. There, I found out what the tug was.

"Well, bloody hell!" I heard Tawny laugh from behind me.

Seth

The year passed pretty quickly. Esme had someone build a house for Jake's pack, and arranged ways for us to get to school on time in the mornings. We always had someone there, and it was a lot of fun, living the way we did. School in the morning, patrol afterwards, dinner and homework, patrol until two o'clock, then bed. After that, we start all over. And I loved every minute of it. Everyone else imprinted in the pack. That is, except me and Leah. Why? Why were we the last two? It always killed Leah to be surrounded by so much love, but I didn't mind. I knew my day was coming.

In March, Mom got into a car wreck, dying instantly. That left Leah to take care of me, and I felt as if she was acting like a mother more than ever. She helped me with school work, made sure I went to school, defended me from the other wolves when they teased me, and made sure got enough food and sleep. I did like the nurturing side of her, but I also liked the fun sister side she had sometimes. We would stay up late, watching horror movies in the living room, and eating crap until we got sick. We played video games and wrestled outside, seeing who was stronger than who. Of course, she won, because she had great fighting skills.

There were some changes to Leah in more ways than one in that short year. She accepted Nessie as a little sister, acting as much of a guardian as Jake would. She played with Nessie, braided her hair, told her bedtime stories, and made cookies with her. One time I walked in on them covered in flower because of they got into a flour war. Leah was changing rapidly, but I was okay with it. She sometimes seemed much happier.

On the last day of school, Leah said we needed to go on a month long vacation, so we did. We left for a beach house in LA and every night I stayed home, eating TV dinners while Leah went out and partied with reckless guys. She needed a chance to let herself go, and she took it. Then, after a month, as promised, we left and went home.

The day we got back, both packs were at the house for a football game. When I was done packing, I went downstairs, not only to see everyone, but because something was tugging me downstairs. I didn't really understand it, but I couldn't shake the feeling. So weird. Once I got downstairs, I was greeted by everyone, who seemed happy to see me. The game didn't start for another hour, so Brady pulled out his guitar, and Amber got ready to sing. A few people were talking about country songs, apparently because of Embry's cousin who came to live with him and his mom. She was from the south. Like, Alabama south.

"Why did she come here?" I asked Rachel.

"Both of her parent's died in a car crash last month." She said. "When she got here, she was really depressed, but something got into her and she said she needed to get out of the house, so she came to the party with Embry today."

Brady and Amber began singing a song, but I barely heard it. The tug became stronger than ever as I got up and walked into the kitchen. The second I looked into a pair of almond shaped, emerald green eyes, I was lost forever.

I felt as if I was floating, and realized Jacob was right. As soon as I started floating, I was pulled back down to the ground, because of this girl. This girl with curly hair and shocking eyes. With a button nose and medium sized lips. With a curvy body figure and a shy smile, that she let me see for a second. Then, as recognition crossed her face, the smile was gone and she started to back up. I tried to start to say something, but nothing came out of my mouth. She turned and fled he room, making my heart sink. I was already in love with a girl I didn't even know, and I was positive she was the most beautiful creature on the planet, and that she was made for me. Again, I didn't even know her name, but I knew I needed to know it, and soon.

My beautiful creature yelled from the garden, "EMBRY!" My heart sank even further as I noticed she didn't call for me. I felt rejected and hurt. As Embry raced out of the room, I made to follow, but Sam's hand on my shoulder told me to stop.

"Why?" I asked. "Why can't I go talk to her?"

"Because, something obviously scared her, or startled her." he said. "Embry's her cousin, and the only familiar face in the house right now. Trust me, she'll come to you."

I smiled up at Sam. "I guess you're right. I'm just going to wait for her in here. Do you think you could tell me her name?"

"Work up the courage and when she's ready to see you, ask her." He grinned. "It's always more special if you find out from her."

"Gottit." I said, leaning against the counter as he left the room, no doubt to return to Emily. His Emily. I wondered when I would get to see my wonderful angel again. I hoped it was soon. As I was lost in thought, I listened to Brady, Amber, and now Rachel, singing along with the guitar.

"Now I'm falling in love, as she's walking away. But my heart wont tell my mind to tell my mouth what it should say. May have lost this battle, live to fight another day. But I'm falling in love…..as she's walking away." Brady's voice rang in my ears as I stood in the kitchen, smiling to myself. It was ironic how the song fit to my situation. When that song was done, they switched to a song I recognized as, "Jane Doe" by NeverShoutNever! The lyrics to that song fit as well.

"Jane, Doe! I don't even know you, but I know for sho'. That you are beautiful, so baby let me know…..your, name. Damn, what's her name. Cause im overly attracted, and terribly convinced, that she could be my princess, and I could be her prince. And I've felt that way since…..since I saw Jane Doe."

I was pulled out of my train of thought and the music, when a wonderful voice that sounded like wind chimes called me name. "Seth….Clearwater!"

I did mental back flip as I raced to her, happy that she finally wanted to see me.

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