Yeah, um, sorry this took awhile. Busy, busy, busy.. bumble bee! (: Yesh anyway... chapter 2.
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Yes, if you're wondering, I am Australian. And yes, I do ride a kangaroo to work. And no, I don't spell it as, 'Mom' or 'Color'. I spell it as Mum and Colour.

Disc. I do not own Twilight or any other published book for that matter. ):

Seth's POV

Riiiight, I am never, ever gonna fly economy ever again. I groaned once again as I tried to soothe the knots that were still tight in my neck. Sure, American Airlines was the cheapest; but seriously? 2, 5, 2?! I was in the middle of 5 seats! Yes, me; the huge werewolf guy! My big 6'4 self tried to squish in between four other seats. Talk about tight! I laughed to myself as I thought about how Jacob would be if he tried coach. Nahh, those bloodsuckers would've upgraded him to first class. Hmph, I didn't even tell them bye. But, who says I'll be gone for long anyway? After that long, LONG flight to LA. I immediately boarded a flight to Sydney, Australia on Qantas. I instantly found how spacious this was to that AA flight I was just on before.

I only told mum that I was going to Australia for awhile. She immediately agreed and said, 'Sethy, this will be a great experience for you!' Honestly? I just think she wanted the house by herself. After I agreed with mum that I would go to Australia, she immediately called up the Courdereauxs' and they convinced her to let me stay at their house. I – who didn't want to intrude on their wedding atmosphere – refused, but after talking to me for awhile they convinced me to stay. I mean, who wouldn't want to stay at a house with a 57' flat-screen TV and a Jacuzzi!? I yawned as I got out of the plane; sad that I didn't get to see that Valentine's Day movie that I agreed to myself to watch on the plane. I mean, I was really confused at how similar Jacob's and Taylor Lautner's faces looked like. It was like they could be twins! Beside's Jacob being a werewolf and everything. Also, Jessica Alba was in it; and god, do I love Jessica Alba's movies. *Drools*. . . I shook my head as I searched around for what could be Frank Courdereaux or his family. I then saw this, huge, HUGE sign that said 'Welcome Seth!' on it and I inwardly groaned. Greaaat, I'm staying with one of those families... fun. I walked over to them and I immediately saw Frank and his wife's eyes widen. I smiled sheepishly as they took in my smexy 6'4 frame.

"Uh hey, Frank, right?" I asked; my voice a bit lower than usual as my body was filled with nerves.

"Wow... Seth? Is that you?" Frank asked and I inwardly (wow, I've been doing a lot of things inwardly today) rolled my eyes and thought, 'Yeah, like someone else would come up to you and say, hey Frank! Dumbass...'

"Um, yeah, hey.. um, I'm sorry; I don't know your name.." I said to 'The Wife'. She smiled at me, a bit too.. seductively for my liking but hey! Anything to impress the parents.. wait, now it sounds like I'm dating his daughter or something. But... Frank did say that he has a daughter who is my age. I smirked; unfortunately 'The Wife' thought I was smirking because of her... I shuddered violently, trying to get the image of me and her... together, out of my head.

"Hey Seth, I'm Delilah, it's very, very, nice to meet you. Oh and I'm, so glad you can stay at our house. It'd just be great to get to know each other very well," Delilah, who I now officially call, 'The Wife' as I am freaked out by her... paedophilia-ness.

"Uh yeah, it's nice to meet you too 'The Wi— uh, I mean, Mrs Courdereaux," I said whilst I held out my hand for her to shake. She pushed her chest out a little and shook my hand; dragging her nails down my arm a little. She laughed and said,

"Sethy, Mrs Courdereaux is Frankie's mother! Just call me D or Del for short, hon." 'The Wife' said. I – who was still freaked out by her – just nodded and followed Frank to his car. I got inside their Ford and they drove back to their house. I – who was still tired from the trip as I got absolutely NO sleep at all – fell asleep on the way back. I dreamt of someone, someone who was young, who had black hair and... and... and... no, the picture was fading away. No, she looks to beautiful—NO! Why can't I see her anymore? Why can't I se—

"Seth! We're here, welcome to our house," Frank woke me up and I wanted to strangle him from the dream I was having about the young girl. I rubbed my eyes against the back of my hands and yawned.

"Seeeth, Seeethy, c'mon, we needa get inside the house. Heh heh, don't want Frank to lock you inside!" 'The Wife' said to me as she rubbed her icky hands down my cheek; I jumped and scurried away. I went inside the house... and it was just an average house. 2-stories, not that big; but looked nice. It wasn't that messy but you could see books and movies out of place. It looked... nice. I wasn't used to these nice and homely, types of houses cos' I just got used to it when Leah moved out and how Su—I mean, mum, always stays at Charlie's house anyway. So I'm just on my own, doing nothing. Phasing once and awhile, seeing the Cullens... a lot. Embry told me to go to clubs and bars but I didn't want to. I didn't want to waste my life like that; although, it seemed like I was already wasting it, doing nothing.

"Kids? Kids! Your mum and I are home. And Seth's here as well. Come say hey!" Frank yelled upstairs. I didn't really expect any response from the kids, as I used to do that as well. Til' everyone moved out... and I was left alone.

"Yeah, yeah comin'." I heard a girl's voice. And suddenly, a brown haired girl with large blue eyes came down the stairs smiling at me. When she saw me her eyes widened and she smiled even more.

"Hey, Seth is it?" I nodded, as she continued, "Awesome! Hey Seth, I'm Jennifer, nick-names? Uh, Jenny, Jen, Jenna, JC but I don't want to barge you... normally just called Jenny; anywho, it's great for you to come 'ere to Aus!" Jenny said.

"Ohh, it definitely is; haven't been to Australia before, and so far it's been great!" I said. I know I was stretching the truth as I have only been in Australia for like.. an hour for that matter; but still! Jenny smiled at me as a guy came down the stairs. He looked exactly like Jenny, but was in a boys form. He had the same messy dark brown hair, blue eyes and the same nose. I guessed that it was Bradley Courdereaux. He grinned at me and immediately I thought of Emmett Cullen.

"Hey mate, 'M Brad! Seth, right?" Mhmm, I'm right. An Aussie – and human – Emmett Cullen. He even had those bulging muscles like him. I held my hand out and he grabbed it like those guys did on tv. And did that bro-handshake-thing. He then stood next to Jenny and put his hands on his waste. "How ya likin' Sydnehhhh?" Brad said as he shot his hands up in the air when he said 'Sydney'.

"S'alright, not that bad..." I said; kinda freaked out by his playfulness. I then heard a thump and saw this beautiful blonde girl trip down the stairs and fell on her arm. She then looked up and saw us staring at her and her eyes immediately strayed to mine. Striking green eyes stared back at me and I knew from that moment; that I'd have a connection with her. It was not an imprint connection; not the whole soul-binding crap as I've been brought up to lovee (coughSARCASMcough). No, it was a... 'Hey, I'm psychic... and I felt this; sorta binding shit happening, so.. I've come to the conclusion that we're gonna be friends.. or maybe more than friends.. or maybe even friends with benefits with each other! Hmm? Don't believe me and think I'm some creepy stalker dude? Well then.. hmph, Suck-Shit-Destiny-Binding-Crap-Like-Imprinting-But-Not-As-Strong-And-Doesn't- Really-Feel-Anything-Like-Imprinting-As-I've-Been-In-An-Imprinting-Person/Werewolf's-Head-...Literally,' Okaaay, now I know for sure that I'm mental.

"Heeey, you must be Seth. –wink– I'm Holly, Holly Jayden Courdereaux; it's such a pleasure to meet you!" Holly said to me as she stood up from the stairs and brushed her jeans. I grinned at her and said,

"Hey Holly, Holly Jayden Courdereaux," I joked with her and she stuck her tongue out at me. And from that moment 1 and a half minutes from the whole Binding Crap, I knew that she was gonna be my best-est friend. Heh heh, Jacob; you are now down onto 3rd on Seth's Amazing and Wonderful Friends' List! Number one! Holly Courdereaux. (cheers and applause!) Number two! The T.V. Number three! Jacob Black. Number four! Edward Cullen and number five! The T.V! Suddenly, I saw 'The Wife' creep up onto us youngsters and yell,

"CALISTA VERONIKA COURDEREAUX! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?! COME SAY 'HI' TO SETHY!" 'The Wife' yelled upstairs and suddenly this girl with blondish-brown hair came down the stairs muttering, 'freakin' mother, can't even let me talk to Jordan—whoo definitely isn't my boyfriend... now that is one sex on legs. Seth? A 17-yr-old god? Oh-Em-Gee, I'm in heaven. And holy shit he's staying at our house. Fuck, I have to send Daph a photo of this guy ASAP. Oh shit, I needa introduce myself or else he'll realise I'm staring,'... "Hey Sex—uh.. I mean, Seth. I-I-I'm Callie. Weell, most people call me Callie anyway; my real names Calista. Calista Veronika but some people call me Cal, or Liz.. Like Ca-LIZ-Ta. But it's actually Ca-LIS-Ta, but they still call me Liz anyway. Oh and some people call me Nika for my middle name Veronika OH! Or Lizkah, I like Lizkah cos' it's like a mix between Calista and Veronika.. oh god I'm rambling. Uhh, yeahh," Callie – as I chose to call her – definitely rambled. I saw Holly roll her eyes at Callie and Brad and Jen left when Callie started to speak.

"Yeah, I'm Seth," I said. The shortest thing I've ever said to someone. I've always liked to speak, but this girl. Ugh, she doesn't really seem my type to speak to.

"So Seth! What's your favourite colour? Do you like Pink? Cos' pink is soooo like my favourite colour!" Callie asked me as we walked to the kitchen which Brad and Jenny were in.

"Um, my favourite colour is... Green," I said as I quickly escaped to the kitchen and started immediately talking to Brad, "Hey Brad, do weights?" I asked. He grinned at me and mouthed, 'Callie?' and I rolled my eyes and mouthed, 'who else?' Brad laughed and said,

"Yeah sure bro, I definitely do weights. Especially Trish! HAHAHAH, Get it?" I understood the innuendo but it wasn't funny cos' I didn't know who Trish was. I didn't know what brought Brad to this but then he pointed his head to the side a bit... where Callie was standing and she looked like she was gonna kill him.

"MUUUUUM! Brad is making sexual innuendos about Trisha again! Can I please kill him?" I heard Callie yell.

"Calista honey, don't bother your brother while he's talking to Seth! He's a guest in our house so you can't kill him while he's here. Just go away honey, then you won't have t listen to Bradley anymore," 'The Wife' said and I was impressed. I had to give one to 'The Wife' so now the score was. 'The Wife' = 1 and Normal Delilah = 1. Even Steven. Hmm. I then looked towards Brad and he seemed impressed with himself. I raised my eyebrows.

"Trish is Cal's hot friend. I've always wanted to tap that, so Cal always gets angry when I make jokes about me and her," Brad said. I inwardly sighed, should've know Brad was... that type.

"And your mum doesn't get angry?" I said as I knew my mum would kill me if I said that.

"Haha no mate, mum's the one who normally makes jokes like that. She and dad tag team and we always have a play off. Me and Hol against her and dad. Jen normally keeps score and Callie never likes 'em battles," Brad said and I gaped. I mean, their mum and dad have competitions? Talk about one crazy family under the surface!

"You're joking...?" I went high at the end and it sounded like a question—well, hell yeah it was a question! I mean, no parents would ever do that... would they?

"Hahaha, hilarious bro! No way am I joking! Don't you Americans do that there? I mean... Hollywood is in America... isn't it?" Brad joked and I sorta scowled at him. Okay, I've now met the most insane family ever. I thought to myself.

"Yeah... but it's still a family, ya know? Where they learn not to have sex until eighteen although many of us abuse that rule and where you have that awkward sex talk when you're like 12 and can't look your parents in the eye for about a week cos' you know they had sex to have you... Etc." I said raising my eyebrows at him.

"You mean, you've actually had that talk?" Brad said to me; his eyes wide.

"Um yeah! That's why I said that before... and it's all true, including the part where you don't look your parents in the eye. Why? Haven't you had it?" I asked. Brad shook his head furiously.

"No bro. I don't even think anyone I've ever met – besides you – has ever had that talk. Wow, Americans are fucking crazy. No offence!" Brad said.

"None taken—" I was cut off by the door bell. I saw Callie run down the stairs and immediately open the door.

"DAPHNE! Oh my god, he's right here. Come see. Hey Seth? I wantcha to meet someone," Callie yelled to me. Daphne came inside and I inwardly groaned as I realised that Daphne looked exactly like Callie. And they were even were the same clothes. The same hairstyle AND the same shoes.

Oh wait, I forgot; AND the same nail polish. Greaaat. This is so...

Gay

Sorry for the wait!