I'm Claire, 16 years old from LA push. Nothing special about me. I have long dark brown hair with black streaks in it, tanned skin and muddy brown eyes. I was a normal girl with a nice boyfriend, I lived in an idealistic world where myths didn't exist and vampires were monsters that mom's and dad's told kid's stories about to keep them undercontroll. My life all changed when Quil told me his feelings for me. I knew there was something wrong about him, the way he never changed or anything like that. It was so wierd. He touched my hand and wispered in my ear about imprinting and how vampires and werewolves existed. I told him to piss off but he didn't. No. He told me it was all true then he transformed right infront of me. That pissed me off even more. I ran home to Aunt Emily. Yes I live with her ever since my mother died. Sam told me it was true.