The first week of school went by very quickly with the excitement of going to La Push, the days where flying by. I filled Ang in on what happened with Mike earlier in the week, hoping she would be able to pick me up. She was fine with it after she found out Mike was after me. She told me that he goes after all the new girls and that when Bella first moved here, he went after her too.

Friday came and the excitement was over whelming. I could not wait to get to the beach the next day. I finished all the homework I had for the weekend to make sure I could spend all day at the beach. I went to sleep that night with the beach on my mind, hoping that the sun would hold out and not ruin our beach day.I woke up the next morning at nine so that I could be ready by ten for Ang to pick me up. It was the first sunny day in Forks since I'd gotten there. I packed a bag with a towel, change of clothes, jeans and a hoodie. With Forks weather being as unpredictable as it is, I wanted to be ready for it all. I went outside to wait for Ang to get there while I took in some of the nice weather. Ang pulled up in her small car just before ten and we where off to La Push. The drive was short, but I liked the new look of Forks that I have not seen.

We pulled up to the beach and parked then pulled our bags out of the car to join the others already on the beach. I saw everyone from school and the boys that had to be Bella friends. I was thinking that they had to put something in the water here, those guys where huge. Not only were all of them at least six feet tall, they all looked like some body builders. But not in the gross overly muscled way, a nice, well toned and (dare I say) sexy way. Ang saw Ben and went to go talk to him for a while, this left me alone, and so I just walked over and sat near the small fire that was made to keep the cold out from the cool ocean breeze. I was sitting there watching everyone talk and run around when Mike took this time to sit down next to me.

"Well, what do you think of the beach?"

"It's very different."

"Yeah, I bet."

"It's different in a nice way though."

"Hey, we are going to look at the tide pools, wanna come?"

"Sure, I have never seen them before." He offered me a hand to help me up but I pretended I did not notice. I needed to nip his infatuation in the bud before it got to be too much.
We walked down the beach a bit to the rocks that where sounding one side of the beach near the cliffs. Hopping from rock to rock, I bent down to look at the tiny piece of the ocean. I sat down on the damp rocks to stay and look at the creatures swim around and move with the beat of the ocean. Everyone else had seen this many times, so they did not stay to long at any pool. I just sat there, watching everything go about their of the sudden, a big wave came up and made a huge splash that soaked all my clothes and pushed me into the pool. While climbing out of the pool, I stood up just to slip again. The sharp rocks cut the palms of my hands and my arm. I stood up and looked at my now bleeding wounds. There was a large cut that ran from my elbow to my wrist. I put a hand over the cut on my arm and walked back to the fire trying not to cry. Everyone was still out looking at the tide pools or taking a short hike in the woods, so I was alone at the fire trying to slow the bleeding from the gash on my arm with my hand. My hand, though, was nowhere near big enough to cover the whole cut.
Then one of the tall guys that I thought was Bella's friend suddenly came over to me. He walked straight up to me and kneeled down in front of me.

"Are you alright?" He looked truly concerned that I was hurt.

"No, I slipped on the rocks and cut my hands and my arm." I lifted my hand, while biting my lip to not cry, to show my still bleeding arm to him. I looked back up to him and our eyes met and for a few seconds it seemed that the world shifted… and then I was just fine. Our eyes stayed locked like that, though, until he spoke.

"Oh man, that's pretty bad. Oh, and you're soaked too. Do you have a change of clothes?" His hands were hovering in the air like he wanted to touch me but decided not to.
"Yeah, over there, in my bag." I used my chin to point to where my bag was on the other side of the log I was sitting on. He reached over and picked it up and brought it closer to me.
"Ok, stay here. I will be right back." He jumped up and ran down the beach faster than I thought a guy his size could run. I sat and waiting while he ran off, trying to put more and more pressure on my arm until I saw him running back with two other guys.

"Lift your hand up again." I did as he asked, knowing the more I lift my hand the longer it will take to get it to stop. The other man that was with him said, "Get her to the house Seth, Emily has a first aid kit. If it doesn't stop soon she may have to go to the hospital."Without saying a word or asking me first, he scooped me up and carried me down the beach. He ran as fast as he could down the small dirt road to a little house not far from the beach. It was like most of the houses I saw in La Push; little, paint dulling, and a small porch with a screen door. As soon as he got close to the door, he started to yell for the girl they had been talking about; Emily.

A tall, beautiful woman came out from the house. She had long, dark (almost black) hair. On one side of her face I could see a long scar that ran from her hairline all the way down to her chin and kept going, disappearing under her top. Despite the scar that marred her face, she was still beautiful. She took one look at Seth, and then me, soaked from the wave and with blood covering my shirt, in Seth's arms.

"Oh my, what happened?"

"I don't really know, I found her like this. She said she slipped on the rocks."

"Come on in, quick, she looks really pale."

Seth followed Emily into the house, still holding on to me. At this point, I felt so tired I allowed myself to lean fully on to Seth. Emily pulled a chair from the kitchen table Seth. and then put me lightly down on the chair. He pulled another in front me, to me making sure I didn't fall over. Emily came back down the hall, and into the room, holding a small white box while also shooing Seth out of the chair in front of me. She took my arm, gently pulling my hand away to reveal the large gash on my arm.

The long jagged gash went from the inside of my wrist all the way up to my elbow. It was worse than I'd thought. Not wanting to look at my arm, I turned my head away. Seth was there next to me. He'd pulled another chair up next to me while I was looking at my arm. I peeked over at Emily; she was grabbing wipes out of the first aid box and trying to clean my arm up. After a few moments of hopeless wiping, she placed gauze all along the cut. I barely heard Emily when she turned to Seth and spoke, "Go get Sam, she needs to go to the hospital."
Seth jumped up and ran out the door faster than I thought was humanly possible. Minutes later, Seth came in, not only with someone I thought to be Sam, but with five other boys as well.

As soon as Seth came through the door, he was back in the chair next to me. Emily still had my arm and kept putting more and more gauze on to slow the bleeding. Sam came over next to Emily to look at my arm, which she was now wrapping with a roll of gauze to hold the gauze pads in place. "We should leave, she's so pale. Will the bandage hold till we get there?" Sam was watching Emily tending to my arm. While still wrapping, she told Sam, "It should, just be quick about it."

"Seth, get her to the car. Did anyone tell her friends?"

"I told Bella before I left, she should be here soon." A strange voice, I did not know, answered him. I was silently thankful that someone had told everyone where I was. At that, Seth stood up to help me to Sam's car. Bending over, he picked up both of my hands to help me to my feet. Slowly, I stood up, careful on my wobbly legs, only to fall in to Seth's arms. The last thing I saw was Seth's worried face as he caught me, before I fell on the floor. Then, everything went black.