After waking the next morning I knew that I could do nothing to alter the fact that I would have to go back to Forks High. I had spent a majority of the last night trying to convince my dad to let my transfer back, and that like always Leah was being a pain. He retorted that Sam had given orders, and if he disobeyed the he would be punished, and he expected the same of me. He also informed me that if I tried to not go to school, it would be the fault of Seth because Sam and Dad had assigned them to look after me. I hated how he had phrased it like I was a three-year-old kid who needed looking after.

I looked at the clock on my nightstand with all the picture frames and all sort of odds and ends. Unlike the rest of our house, though my room was just as small, it was overflowing with pictures or posters. Everywhere were pictures of the wolf pack, and the select few who knew if them. Pictures of each family separately adorned my nightstand, and then there was the one all of us were in. It was when Grandpa was still alive and my heart ached always looking at him. Collin and Brady had taken five minutes to set the camera timer. Embry and Jared had made a bet on the time it would take, and like that time Jared won. All us kids were crammed in the front, then the wives or girlfriends of the pack were in the middle row, and in the back were all nine male wolves. Still they all towered over everyone, and looked like brothers, and that is what they were referred to as us.

Another picture was of just Grandpa Billy, Dad, and me. Brady had taken it, and despite how big an idiot he could be Brady was an amazing photographer. I was still scrawny enough to sit on Grandpa's lap. Dad was to the right if his wheelchair, and we were just in front of some trees.

The sound of my alarm sounded loudly enough from my alarm clock. The time 6:45 a.m. flashed brightly in the color green.

I had an hour to get ready, then another hour to get to Forks High. My room was so small all I had to do was turn to the left and there was my dresser. I didn't really have many clothing items, and usually when I did get new clothes either Claire gave them to me or Emily insisted that she take insisted on taking us all shopping. It took them each over an hour to pick out one shirt.

I picked out my usual blue jeans and, and a white long sleeved V-neck with a light blue tank top under it. Before talking a shower and doing my hair in braids I sat down at our small table and had a few pieces of toast. I always seem to eat toast in the morning.

I picked up my plate and put it in the sink. To the right on the counter with a note from my dad, only he could write like that. The writing was noticeably sloppy and written in a manner that would make you think that the writer was hurrying to the meeting if their lifetime, but it was just the way that dad wrote

Rainy-

Have a good day at school. Don't try and talk to the leeches please. Don't even go near them. You smelled so bad yesterday that I had the urge to ask Emily if I could stay at her house.

Dad

I laughed at my Dad's raw humor, and threw the note away. Though the actuality if what I knew they could do to any of the students or staff of the school bothered me so much that I shivered.

The smell of the vampires must really irate them. For the sake of my Dad, I undressed the bed entirely and threw everything into the washer just in case the scent had gone form me to the bedspread. After the usual morning routine of taking a shower and brushing my teeth, and pulling my hair into braids, an hour had passed. There was a knock at the door.

I knew it was Seth. I grabbed my blue backpack and ran out of the bathroom. Then I passed the bookshelf with my baby book and a scrapbook of me growing up. Grandpa made it when he was still alive. He said regretted not doing if for my aunts and Dad so he did it for me. When Grandpa died Dad added a few pictures that Emily had given him, but not much more. For some reason I grabbed them and stuffed them into my book bag.

Outside Seth was waiting with the bike. Like Dad he seemed to enjoy the speed. I happily adapted that trait also, whenever the weather was nice, Seth would take out the bike and we would go riding. It had been like that since I could hold on tight enough.

He looked bored just waiting, but now he smiled broadly at me, my own heart started beating faster. I returned the smile as much as I could, though it was always easy to smile because if Seth.

I walked to him as fast as I could make my legs move. I didn't like his just staring at me. It made me feel awkward and want to keep checking my appearance. "Good morning." I said when I reached his side. He nodded with a smile and handed me my helmet.

"Good Morning." He replied in turn. He put on his own helmet and flung a leg over the bike. I got on the bike behind him, and before I realized it we were at the school. He shoved up the dark black visor of his silver helmet. He studied me as I put my red helmet into the motorcycle saddlebag. "What?" I asked closing the bag then putting my hands on my hips.

He shook his head while smiling. "Be sure not to get to close to the Cullens. I don't want the smell of vampire on you so it can get onto me okay?" It sounded like he was joking, but I could hear that he was serious.

I laughed loudly. "You know just for that I think I'll make out with Jasper Hale. He was pretty good looking." I smiled as smug as I could.

He frowned suddenly and my stomach tightened. I didn't like when he frowned. It was something so foreign. "You might not want to do that." He whispered so only I could hear. "Then I would have to kill him wouldn't I?"

"Seth, you should watch what you say." I whispered back. I knew that was an actual possibility if that ever happened. Seth was as protective as Dad was, maybe a little more.

He looked back at me with raised eyebrows. His eyes were all I could see through the visor. "Why? I don't care if anyone hears me. I would be so mad I would phase and rip him to pieces. See you after school." He rode away the same as he did yesterday. And again I was dreading going in.

English passed by with another lesson that I had already been taught on the reservation. Brandon walked with me to Biology talking about something at his grandparent's store. In Japanese nothing happened except I learned a few questions to ask if you ever get lost in an airport. Child Development passed, and in Study Hall Heidi kept passing me notes. When the bell rang my heart started beating fast. I was weary to go to lunch. Maybe I could skip lunch. Who was I playing? I grew up with werewolves who ate like horses. They had left their influence on me. There was no way I could wait that long to eat.

So, slowly as possible, I made my way to the cafeteria. The whole way there I wanted to bite my nails. I knew it would be awkward after yesterday. My heart rate went faster. Heidi was in line with Alex and Dustin. I walked over there making sure not to look over at the Cullen table. We went through the line at a faster pace then the day before.

I kept wondering if they were looking at me? Why would they though? They were all so much more beautiful than I was. Would they know that we were planning an. I caught myself before I could think anything else.

Finally I looked over at their table, and Jasper, Alice, and Rosalie were absent from the table. Only Edward, Emmett, and Bella were there. Even without Rosalie they were beautiful.

I got my tray and walked to the table I sat at with Heidi and the others yesterday. Than something in my mind made me look at them. Bella was waving for me to come sit by them. Heidi looked at me with surprise. "You friends with them?" I shook my head and continued walking with them toward the table.

Another pull at my mind made me look at them again. Bella was staring at me. I suddenly looked down at myself, surveying my appearance in hopes that I looked somewhat as beautiful as Bella was. This time Emmett beckoned me over, and I went.

Why am I doing this? Why do I feel as if I am betraying everyone? They all said that I should stay away from them, and I was doing the exact opposite of what hey asked me to do. If I sat by them I would smell bad and then everyone would know I was speaking to the Cullens. Before I knew it, I was sitting down across from Edward and Bella, and next to Emmett. I don't know why I found him so intimidating yesterday.

"What do you want with me?" I asked as soon as I could think again.

"You know by now that you're my daughter don't you?" Bella asked. I nodded. How could I make the smell go away? I could take a shower after P.E. and make Seth wait a while, but my clothes would still smell. Could I wear my gym clothes? No, then Seth would know that something was wrong. Seth didn't need to know that I was talking to them.

"If you are worried about the smell, there is a lost and found." Bella said to me as if she could read my mind. She smiled at me with compassion and I seemed to completely forget that she had abandoned my father and me. I could truly see a physical likeness between the two of us, though she was much more stunning compared to my simple and normal looks.

"That's helpful." I said looked down at my trey. Were the others staring at me? Why would I be bothered? What really mattered was what these vampires wanted. "What do you want with me?" I whispered as if I was being held captive.

"Can't a mother get to know her daughter?" Emmett looked own at me. He was huge, though he smiled so wide that he looked like the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland.

Then I shook my head. "A mother could if she earned that right, but Bella hasn't. I'm sorry but I have to go." I grabbed my trey of food. As I stood up I tripped, and Emmett laughed. "Do you find something comical?" I huffed.

"He was thinking that you are exactly like Bella." Edward said. "Why don't you sit back down and tell us about you. You have to understand why Bella could not come and see you." He spoke in her behalf. Heidi was right now that I saw them together. Bella was looking at Edward as if he were a god, and when he looked at her you could only see the truest of her unnatural beauty in only the way that true love could. It was like being with one of the imprinted pairs.

Was this was what Seth and I looked like? Did we seem happier with each other around? I always seemed to smile when Seth was with me, and he never seemed to be in a bad mood when I was with him.

Though Bella and Edward looked like the longed to be doing more than looking at each other. They looked as if they couldn't wait to be out of here so they could be alone with each other. If Seth and I look like that next to each other, I hoped that it was not so noticeable.

After he suggested that I tell them about myself I wanted to now. After looking at them I knew they wouldn't hurt me. "I'm fourteen and I skipped a grade in school. You know Claire, she is my best friend, and oddly enough we have hardly anything in common. I was raised to hate vampires, and now I really don't see what is so bad about you." I said. I felt as if I was introducing myself in a kindergarten class. That was exactly how I wanted to come across to them.

Emmett, huge compared to me, asked a question this time. "Do you have a boyfriend? I mean all girls your age think about are boys." Emmett looked at Edward. He laughed again. "Edward here would know."

Bella laughed with me on that one. I knew that Edward was capable of reading thoughts of others. Seth had told me and I wanted to know of he could read my thoughts. If he couldn't read my mother's could he read mine?

"Well, Rainy, so you?" Bella asked me. I realized that I was probably the color of a tomato. Where did they come off asking a question like that? That was personal business. Despite those feelings, a smile played across my lips at the thought of Seth, and I nodded. "Seth imprinted on me. So I guess yeah, but then again, we haven't really used those words."

Edward must have thought I was worried because he offered a friendly smile. "If you think that he doesn't love you rainy then you are very wrong. The way he thinks of you is much greater than the way humans feel about ones they love. Don't worry, because even if he doesn't say it, Seth Clearwater, has wanted to be like that with you since you turned thirteen."

I didn't want to know that. I seemed to me that knowing Seth's thoughts was an invasion of privacy. He probably got more than enough of that from everyone in the pack, yet the knowledge seemed to brighten me up. Though when he used the word love I seemed a bit tense. That was such a small word, but the meaning was much much much more larger.