Thanks to MissSpiderFish and icihappi for reviewing. Love you so much I'd like to kiss you. Wait, hm. I don't think my boyfriend would like that very much. " hehe. (:

Btw. Does anyone else hate the new review button? I mean. I was reviewing for one dayum awesome story and then I wrote like, heaps! I then when I checked to see if it had gone it. Only like the first sentence was there and incontrollable swearing formed in my head. I mean, seriously. WTF? Tell me peeps. I need to know what's wrong? Cos' I just don't wanna waste time to review and then find out it was for nothing! Psh.

Also, this story is placed in and around the middle of March (this yr. 2010)

Skylar's POV

Today was the day to go back to Brisbane. I mean, I bet this was the best ever trip that I've ever been on. And I guess; I have to thank it to Seth. I'd probably miss him a lot. I mean, what's not to miss about him. He's funny, nice and definitely hot. Even though it had only been a few days, Seth has been placed in a special part of my heart. And I'm not into that corny shit. No-freakin'-way, but Seth. He's already placed himself up my friends list, higher than my best bud in Brizzy, Rachel. Hmph. School, tomorrow. Urgh, I know I missed 2 days of school, but seriously. I hate school. Seth told me that school in America finishes in like June and then they get this huge holiday at the end of July and throughout August. But me? Eh, the one week Easter holiday is coming up soon. Well, in a month, I guess.

I sat on the bed in the hotel room we were staying in. My hands gripped my mobile phone tightly as I waited for my smart friend Joanne who went to a different school, text me back. I heard that in America, high school started in grade 9. But, here, well in Brisbane anyway. High school started in grade 8. At 12-years-old, like me. But sure, in Melbourne – and probably Sydney as well – high school started in grade 7. Vibrate, vibrate.

Hi, lah. That photo of tht Seth guy, is hot. (: U said he was from America, bring him 2 Briz. Holiday much?

Ohmygosh. I knew calling Jo was a good idea! She's so smart whilst I'm the dumbasshole. I can invite Seth to come to Brisbane with us, for a holiday! To extend our ever blooming friendship... Sure! Wink, wink. I got my key for the room we were staying in and I grabbed my valuable belongings, like my phone, iPod, etc. I went out of my room and walked down the hallway towards the elevator. I waited for the elevator for awhile and then ding! It opened and I stepped inside. I pressed up on the elevator and it seemed that a boy my age-ish. As he looked a bit older than me., was also on this 'ride,'. He smiled at me and said,

"Hey, how are ya?" He was a cute-faced kid. He had blonde hair and very blue, blue eyes. His accent was also... thrilling. If I was correct, he sounded like he was from Scotland.

"I'm great, you going to the pool?" I asked as I pointed to his body as he only wore board-shorts.

"Yes, are you coming also?" He asked in that high-ish pitch voice of his. I looked down at myself and realised I was only wearing my sarong, my bra – obviously – and a tank top that mum bought. Eeeek. Maybe I shouldn't have got out of my room before actually realising what I was wearing.

"Uh, I didn't even realise what I was wearing –blush—but no, I'm actually going to visit my sister's room that's on the top floor," I said. His face dropped a little but he still held that cute smile of his.

"That's okay, I'll guess I'll see you around then," he said as the elevator went ding! once more. I didn't want to make him feel any worse so I didn't add that I was leaving today as well.

"Sure," I said sorta flirtingly. I mean, I liked guys. Sure did. My current crush, wa—is this guy in grade 12 that goes to my school. I mean, he's like, really, really hot. But did he notice me? Eh, cue the no. I mean, I know it might be paedophile-ish to 'date' – if we really want to go that far – a girl who's 12. But hey, friendship FTW and everything. I don't mind friendship, as long as this guy's still in town. I mean, yup. I have stalked him on Facebook. And yup, I know his real name and birthdate and his gay ass girlfriend. But nope, he doesn't know who I am. The young girl who is absolutely infatuated by him. Although, it seems that since I've met Seth, I haven't thought of him in awhile. And blah, blah, blah, yes that corny/crazy shit has happened and yup that famous – or is that infamous? – romance book line, 'he plagued my every thought. Night and day, I thought about _____ *insert name here* all the time. Oh yes, I dream about _____ *insert name here*' Well, I don't think that's really how it goes, but you get the picture. Seth has been my main focus lately, okay?! Stop pestering me about it! Wait, I'm really going crazy, why the hell did I say anyone was pestering me ab—Oh for fuck's sake. I'm just going to see Elle.

"Knock, knock," I said lamely on her bedroom door. It didn't take that long til' Elle opened the door her room all neatly cleaned and everything. She put her hands in her pockets and asked,

"Sup Skylar?"

"I have a proposition," I said whilst she eyed me.

"And that may be what?"

"I know how you want to 'make up' with Jen and everything even though Jase is our brother and all the shit. I also know how you can't leave this hotel – cos' mum and dad were like, 'No leaving this hotel Elle, cos' Skylar's going to be left alone and we don't want that,' so. I was thinking, what about I come with you?" I asked; trying to make it seem like I wanted to come. Wait a sec, of course I want to come, and that's why I'm asking her. Such a dumbasshole. Sigh. Elle eyed me once again.

"And what's in it for you?" She asked sceptically.

"When the hell did you become so... hostile? I mean seriously for fuc—fu...ngus' sake!" Oh shit, I don't like swearing in front of the whole fam bam. I mean, everything besides fuck is okay. So, yup, it's hard to control when I keep forgetting.

"Fungus, seriously Lah? Besides, don't even say the 'f' word. Mum would get seriously pissed if she heard you say that. Also, hostile? No way am I hostile, I'm just asking, what's in it for you?" Elle said as she leant against the doorway.

"Um... I... uh... haven't seen the family... in awhile..?" My statement went high in the end to make it sound like a question. It was also, untrue as the fucking wedding was YESTERDAY!

"Don't give me that shit Lah, I know you want to see Seth," Elle said. My mouth opened.

"H-how do you know about Seth?" I asked.

"I tried to talk to Jen yesterday and she told me about, 'the guy Skylar's talking to whose name is Seth is staying at our house,'. And it also seemed that you didn't want to stop talking to him all night. You even danced with him, Skylar. How many people in the whole wide world could make you dance? None! Til' you met this Seth character; I know things Lah, but you're only 12!" Elle said. I scowled at her.

"Yeah, not everyone is a slut like you Elle. He's my FRIEND. I'm not interested in him that way," Liar. My inner-self told me.

"Slut? Pul-eez. Besides, how old is this guy Lah? 20, 21? Who's the whore now?" Elle spat at me. Well, she didn't really spit but I'm not that good at language so I didn't know what else to put there.

"Fucking Elle! He's 6-fuckin'-teen!" Uh-oh, I swore. SHITTTTTTT!

"What the fuck? Elle, stop swearing! Seriously, you even have to stop lying. Obviously Seth isn't 16!" Elle yelled at me.

"Hypocritical much? God Elle, why the hell are we even fighting. So what? I want to see Seth, so I want to see Seth!" Me being the responsible one, said. Elle groaned a bit and smacked her forehead. She then ran her fingers through her hair and looked at me.

"Sorry sis, I mean. You know how much I care about you and don't want you to get hurt. I keep forgetting that you're older than you really are," Elle said. "C'mon, let's go. We'll take a taxi. I'll send a text to Andy and Dad to tell them where we've went," Elle said as we walked to the elevator.

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"Knock, knock," I said once again as we landed at the Courdereaux's house. I waited from Elle as she paid the taxi driver and once again, waited for Delilah Courdereaux to open the door.

"Skylar, Ellie! What a surprise. It's great to see you two! Is your parents here as well?" Delilah said. I've always found Delilah to be overly nice. It's a bit annoying at times.

"No, they've gone out to check out the city. Skylar and myself just wanted to say congrats to the happy couple," Elle said warmly. Delilah grinned at us.

"Jen! Alan! We have guests! Come down here!" Delilah said and immediately, Holly came downstairs. Such a goody-goody.

"Hey Elle, hey Skylar! How are you guys? I'm sorry I didn't get to talk to you yesterday at the wedding!" Holly said. Immediately as she said that I saw Seth come down the stairs. His smile immediately brightened up as he saw me- us.

"Lah! I didn't know you were coming over. And, I'm sorry; I don't think we've met. But I'm Seth Clearwater, it's nice to meet you," Seth said to Elle as he shook hands with her.

"Likewise. I'm Elle, Skylar's elder sister," Elle said. I then saw Jen and Alan come down the stairs and looked at us. She smiled a tight-lipped smile at us and Alan nodded.

"Hello Skylar. Hello Elle," Jen said to us. I scowled at her, I mean seriously. Why the hell is she being so, stiff and annoying as hell. That's Callie's job. Speak of the de—

"Oh, I see now. This is why Seth bolted from his room, but unfortunately, SERENA ISN'T HERE," Callie yelled and then ran back upstairs crying. I bit my tongue; trying not to laugh. Seth looked around awkwardly. Delilah looked at Callie like she was crazy and Frank, oh Frank; Frank was fast asleep against the armchair – of his chair. Delilah then clapped her hands together and asked,

"Would any of you, like a drink?" Delilah said happily.

"Oooh! I would, can I please have some... coke?" Holly said mischievously. Delilah playfully scowled.

"Honey, take it yourself. Elle, Lah. Would you like anything?"

"Water is fine," Elle said.

"Um, do you have the, um, Fanta from last time?" I asked quietly.

"Sure, but it's in the garage, lemme go take it," Delilah said.

"No, it's okay Mrs C. Let me help Skylar," Seth said as he did that hand motion for me to follow him. Once we were out of sight, Seth came up to me and hugged me. I was shocked so I only hugged back a second too late.

"What-what was that for?" I asked a little bit stunned but nevertheless happy.

"I.. um, I missed you. I know it's stupid but yeah, so where is this Fanta?" Seth asked. I smiled at him and then hugged him also. I then walked around to the fridge in the back and picked up a can and sat on the ground in the garage.

"How are you Seth? What did you do today?" I asked as I opened my Fanta can. Seth then sat next to me and ran his fingers through his hair and sighed.

"Nothing, it was really boring. Um, I went to the library in the morning and read some books there, I came back and just went on the computer the whole time til' you came. So, what are you doing today?" Seth grinned at me.

"I'm going back home today Seth," I said sadly.

"Home? What? Are you going back to Brisbane?" Seth said; his eyes wide. I nodded.

"Mhmm, today we're all going home. I have school tomorrow Seth, my assignment is due on Wednesday which is the day after tomorrow. I can't stay on," I said sadly. I wondered how I was going to ask him to come to Brisbane. I mean, it's pretty selfish after all. I only met him yesterday. It's not like he's my cousin and he should come to Brisbane to spend his holiday there. Seth's face then became determined.

"I'm going to come with you guys," he said. What?

"What?" I guess I voiced that aloud.

"What? You don't want me to come? I mean, after all, I've never been anywhere here and in Brisbane I bet there are more things there than Sydney," Seth said. I smiled.

"You... aren't joking, are you?" I asked; hoping that he'd say no. He shook his head and smiled.

"No, I'm not. Besides, maybe you can show me how to snorkel. One day," he said. My eyes widened. I shook my hands in a cross position.

"N-n-no not snorkelling. I... um, have a deathly fear of fish. So, I haven't been swimming before," I said and closed my eyes. Waiting for him to laugh. In exactly 2 seconds later,

"AHAHAHA!" Seth roared. I opened my eyes and then rolled them.

"Yeah, thanks a lot Seth," I said dryly. Seth then calmed down and wiped tears from his eyes.

"Classic! That's really funny Skylar," Seth said as he patted me on the head. I swatted his hand away.

"No touching THE hair. NOPE!" I said as I tried to fix up the mess he did to my head. He looked at me seriously.

"Lah?" He asked. I kept on fixing my hair as I said,

"Yeah?"

"Why is your nick-name, Lah not Sky?" I froze.

"Um.. well, there's a reason for that," I tried to think up some shitty lie. "Our family is Malaysian, you know?" He nodded, "Well in Malaysia, everyone says La after everything they said eg. 'You know la?' or 'Ahaha, yes, you going la?' so um. It's like a family inside joke," I quickly made up. To be modest, I have to say that was a pretty good lie although it looked like Seth didn't believe. He looked me in the eye and said,

"I'll hope in time that you'll tell me the proper reason Lah. But it's okay that you don't want to now. I know; I've only known you for two days. Yet it seems like it's been longer, hm?" He said. His eyes were enchanting. It was weird since they had this murky blue-y colour. It should've clashed against his skin-tone, but it didn't. It was pretty beautiful actually. I knew I had yucky green eyes. My skin was tan-ish and my hair was brown. I was a weird combination since my mum was-is full Asian. She looks, speaks and is Malaysian (Chinese-Malaysian) yet my dad on the other hand. Wow, he's a mix. Half-European, Half-Indian. Crazy huh? So he had blonde hair, green eyes yet his skin tone was dark. Well, not that dark. Maybe as dark as Seth. Yeah, Seth and dad have the same skin colour. Apparently I heard from Elle that dad used to be a professional model for a swim-suit company since he looked really hot when he was younger. I just shudder every time I hear this claim. Anyway, back to Seth.

His dark-bluey/browny eyes kept looking at me as I struggled to answer, "uh- yeah, yes. I mean, yes it does feel like it.. um, has been longer," I said as he cocked his head to the side and smiled. I moved my head back and blinked. Wow, that was weird; yet nice.

"Tell me about your friends," Seth said as he took my Fanta and drank some.

"Hey! That's mine!" I said as I tried to grab it back. Failing, I sat back down and pouted. Seth's eyes flickered towards me as he looked like he was struggling against an internal battle. He rolled his eyes and gave it to me.

"I can't resist your pout. You look too cute and besides, you were taking too long to finish it anyway," Seth said as his irresistible smile grinned at me once more.

"Hmph," I said childishly as I tried to not lean against the fact that he called me cute. Cute as a baby, my inner-self said. Shut up conscience! I said as I marvelled once again that he called me cute.

"So, it seems that you DON'T have any friends," Seth said playfully. I scowled at him.

"Of course I have friends, my best-friend Rachel. Well, I guess my best-friend is actually Erin and Joanne but they go to a different school. So my best-friend at school is Rachel and Innie," I said as I looked at him. He seemed like he actually was interested and wasn't asking this just to humour me so I continued on, "Yeah, but I have friends in different classes yet they don't sit with us at lunch time and have different friends," I said.

"What classes do you do? Do you call them periods? Or what?" Seth asked.

"Well, yeah we call them periods. When Elle went to highschool, she went to highschool in Melbourne cos' we used to live there. But when she went her school had 7 periods in a day against the 4 that we have," I said. Seth looked shocked.

"You only have 4 a day?" He said.

"Mhmm, but it's the same amount of time as the 7 periods. I mean, we have 70 minute lessons not 40 minutes. So our tests go on for longer," I said sadly at the end but then laughed.

"Oh okay, so what do you do?" He asked. I thought for a minute and then answered.

"Maths, English, Science, HPE, Geography and Art," I said. "Oh I also have RE – Religious Education – but that's just on Wednesdays during Assembly,"

"What religion are you?" He asked.

"Christian, but all of my mother's side is Buddhist. She converted over when she met dad," I said. Seth was about to ask another question but I cut him off. "Hey, hey, hey! My turn to ask questions!" I said.

"Shoot," I looked at him quizzically for a moment and then asked,

"What the hell does 'shoot' mean? Do you want me to shoot you?" I asked sceptically. He looked at me for a moment and then said,

"You're serious?" I nodded and raised my eyebrows. "Um, well. When someone asks if they can ask a question, you say 'shoot'. So it means, say the question," I nodded; still sceptical about all of this.

"Oh, okay. I thought you said shoot because you didn't want to say shit," I then covered my mouth with my hands cos' I didn't want to swear in front of Seth to make a bad impression. "Eeek, sorry. I've got a potty mouth," I smiled sheepishly.

"It's okay, I've grown up with that, all of my friends swear all of the time," he said.

"Hey! That's what I was gonna ask you about. Your friends!"

"Hm. You want to know about my friends?" I nodded, "well, I have a lot. I guess my main best-friend back there, his name is Jacob. But he's not really my best-friend anymore as his... um... uh... (1) girlfriend? Has taken up most of his life," Seth said the word girlfriend like it was a question. "But yeah, there's Jared, Quil, Embry, Paul, Sam, Brady, Collin all of their girlfriends or wives. There's a lot. I'm like one of the youngest out of the pack," Seth said.

"Pack?" I asked.

"Oh um... yeah," Seth started to look away and then scratch his neck, "we call all of us, 'the pack,' since we're all like a pack of wolves. That's what our mother's say anyway," Seth started to laugh awkwardly and turned away. Obviously he was lying. Such a bad liar.

"Seth! Skylar! Lunch is ready!" Delilah yelled out towards us. Bad timing, I guess I won't have time to interrogate Seth. What? It's not my fault he's acting so

Gay

Remember this is only one year after Breaking Dawn. Nessie is only 1.

I seemed to have lost my knack of updated every Saturday.

Hmph, so what? I was 'busy'. Quote the quotations. XD Seriously I was, I saw Clash of the Titans. It was crap. What? I was expecting awesome-ness since Sam Worthington was in it.

Happy belated-ish Easter everyone.