Chapter 2

A werewolf? I was under the impression that they were only a myth. Whoa. Wait till Aro finds out about this. He thought the little human was fascinating? Just wait. The wolf was quite large and was trying to threaten me by his hair standing on edge and by showing me his razor sharp teeth. Although they were very intimidating all I could think about was the young boy who had turned into this massive animal. I figured the best thing I could do was to start talking to him to get him to calm down. Maybe, I thought, I might even be able to learn a little about him once he shifted back into his human body.

"Whoa, whoa. Calm down there." I started to raise my hands and wave them down to try and express to him to settle down. "I understand I'm a vampire, and you don't know me, but I can assure you there is nothing to worry about."

The wolf gave me a little growl and then started to back down, lowering his head. I am extremely relieved that I was able to calm down this boy/wolf so now maybe I could get him to shift back. "That's it. See? I'm not going to hurt you." I started to raise my hand towards him, thinking maybe he would sniff it but I think that might have insulted him because he started to bare his teeth again.

"Okay! Okay. You are obviously not a common dog." The wolf then snorted at me as in agreement. "Well then, would you mind shifting back so I might be able to talk to you and not make the mistake of insulting you again?" The wolf hesitated for a moment. I remained still and kept reminding myself to stay patient. Patience is not one of my strong points like strength and speed was. The wolf then turned around and ran into the forest.

"Ah crap! That's just great!" I kicked the dirt in frustration! "I'm never going to find him now!" I continued kicking and cursing. Then suddenly I heard rustling in the bushes and quickly turned around to see the boy emerge out of the bushes. He now had on a pair of khaki shorts that looked like they have been through hell and back. But he was still beautiful. This time I noticed something that I hadn't noticed before when he was in the water. His eyes. They were a honey brown. And they were breath taking.

I'm guessing that I had been staring for a while because he then gave me an awkward look and clear his throat. "Hi. I'm, uh, Seth Clearwater." He then reached to shake my hand. "Hello Seth Clearwater, I am Felix." I know that it's a common rule that it is rude to stare, but I just couldn't help myself.

Seth cleared his throat again and he looked a bit embarrassed. "So, I'm sorry you had to see that. I didn't mean to shift like that on you. I thought I smelled an unfamiliar vampire earlier but ignored it. Then I see you come out of nowhere, and I guess, I'm just a tad bit jumpy."

I had to admit, he looked so cute standing there all embarrassed, kicking the dirt around his feet. I could see the innocence in him. He was young but was starting to become a man. Trying to cheer the kid up, I patted his shoulder and said, "Oh! No worries! Could've happened to anyone." I gave him a soothing smile. "And don't worry about shifting in front of me. I'm sorry I startled you, it's just that I'm a vampire. I'm not used to announcing my presence. Usually the other vampires I'm with just hear me." I continued to smile and he saw that there was nothing to worry about, so we both began to laugh. Seth had the biggest and most welcoming smile. Seth's smile had me thinking of how breath taking he was. He then sat down in the grass and patted on the spot across from him for me to sit. The kindness he was showing me made my stomach flutter.

Seth then tried to start up a conversation with me so the incident that just occurred would be less awkward, "So the clothes you are wearing tell me you're not from around here. Where you from then?"

I looked down at my black polished boots, ironed blue jeans, and my button up black collared shirt. He was right. I certainly did not look like I was native from here. People in Washington State, much less Forks, did not wear these types of clothes due to the extreme weathers. One day sunny and wet, the next cloudy and wet, but always wet. Instead of answering his question though I decided to ask him the same thing.

He smirked at me saying, "Very slick. Well I am not from Forks but I live not too far from here on the Indian reservation called La Push. I am dressed like this because my body temperature is warmer and so when I shift I don't destroy my clothes. I can just tie these shorts around my leg. Now it's your turn." He playfully threw a rock at me that I easily dodged.

"Fine. I am from Volterra, Tuscany. I am dressed like this because I am most comfortable like this. This, and when I'm in my boxers." I chuckled. I saw Seth's eyes widened and he began to blush when I spoke about being in my boxers.

"Well, I bet that's something worth seeing." He said trying to play it cool. My stomach began to flutter again. For once I noticed Seth being as focused on me as I was on him. I bravely brought my hand to his face and gently brushed his hair out of his eyes. Ah. What beautiful eyes, I thought. My touch made him shiver. "You're so cold." He said with his eyes closed.

I looked up at him and whispered, "I have not felt heat on my skin in so long before now." My hand still on his face I began to lean towards him. I breathed in. His scent was overwhelming. I could hear his heart beat racing as I moved in closer. Seth started to breathe more heavily like he was waiting for something. Waiting for me. I grabbed his face in my hands and went to press my lips to his, when suddenly we heard a loud howl.

We both looked in the direction it came from. Seth started running toward the forest before I knew it. "Wait!" I cried. "Where are you going?" He did not stop running but yelled back to me saying, "I have to go. I will be here tomorrow around two in the afternoon. Look for me."

Before anything else could be said he was lost in the dark forest.