Seth's P.O.V.

It took more effort than I thought, dragging myself away from that house but finally I was in a meadow, by myself. I had to think things through for once. This was all so new and confusing to me. I knew that probably Sam or any of the others who'd already imprinted might be able to help me, but I didn't know how I could go around asking.

I didn't have any problems with sharing this with anyone, I mean, eventually they'd find out anyway once I turned. But if I told one of them and they turned, or they just blurted it out, the chances were high that Leah would find out. I didn't want her to find out because my big sis never did like the thought of me maturing too much. She'd nearly thrown a tantrum once I started to grow taller than her. Imagine her finding out about me imprinting.

But it was more than that. She hated the very thought of imprinting, although at any point it may happen to her as well. Imprinting had been what took Sam away from her and kept him away for such a long time. She refused to ever want to imprint, although I thought of it as a way to heal her. If she could feel that way about someone other than Sam, and these new feelings would just be more fulfilling for her, then she'd forget all about that pain that she's been holding back.

But it's not her who just imprinted. It's me.

I heard a rustle in the nearby bushes and then Jake stepped out. Had he been coming after me the entire time?

"Hey," he said, sitting down on a rock next to me. "Why'd you leave?"

I sniffed. "Just had to think, Jake."

He shook his head. "You've imprinted," he said, stating it as a fact. It was the first time I heard it said out loud. It sounded so new...

"H-how did you know?!" I gasped. "I didn't even turn and..."

"The look on your face was enough," Jacob said with a smirk. "Don't forget that I imprinted too. But don't worry, that look only comes when you imprint. So it'll be hard to guess as long as you don't turn."

I turned away from him, glad to know that it wouldn't be made obvious.

"Why keep it a secret though?" he asked, genuine curiosity in his voice.

I sighed. "Leah..."

Jake snorted. "What, her?"

"Don't laugh Jake!" I exclaimed, seeing that he was obviously amused. "She'll tear my head off if she finds out!"

"Don't you mean when?" Jacob said, shaking his head.

"She doesn't have to find out. As long as I don't turn-"

"How long can you keep that up for?" Jake asked. "You can only go so long before you feel the urge to just turn again."

"Then I won't think about it," I said.

"Good luck with that," Jake snorted. "It's hard not to think about it."

"Then let's stick to the first idea."

"Ok then," Jake said, leaning back relaxed. "But you know, it's not something that's your fault, so she shouldn't get too pissed."

"Are you sure you know my sister?"

He shook his head. "You're right. You're dead, man."

I moaned. "I know, and there's nothing I can do about it! I didn't plan for this to happen!"

"Did you wantit to happen?"

I leaned back too, just staring up at the sky. "I don't know, man. I guess it's best that it happened before I got feelings for someone else and started making trouble, but I don't know about wanting it per say. I guess it was bound to happen sooner or later, so maybe this is best."

"Yeah and hey, it doesn't mean that you have to think of her in that way," Jake encouraged.

Now it was my turn to be amused. "Says the guy who married the girl he imprinted on."

Jake laughed, shaking his head. "Well, what're you gonna do?"

"I don't know," I said, thinking about my earlier conversation with Edward. "Turns out Adrian's got his eyes on her too."

"Really? That guy?! I thought the only thing that would amuse him is experimenting with his own powers, or maybe a good football game!"

"I guess that she's different. I certainly imprinted on someone special."

"That's...what we all say."

"It's still true."

"For you."

I faced him at last. "Hey, you here to encourage me or anger me?"

"Encourage," Jake said, holding his hands up in defense, but there was pure amusement in his eyes. "Just spend some time around her and get to know her first. It won't make a difference to you, but it might to her."

I took in a deep breath, knowing my decision before Jake even mentioned it.

I was going back alright. I couldn't stay away.

Charlotte's P.O.V.

"Where am I now?" I asked, wondering if I was squinting at the bright lights. They hurt my eyes just a bit, but then the next moment they were turned down a bit.

"My office. Lead her to a seat, Adrian," Carlisle instructed.

Adrian did as ordered and then I found myself sitting in a chair that reminded me of the hospital. With Carlisle being a doctor at all, it seemed to fit.

Suddenly I felt another light on my eyes, this one brighter than before.

"This is just a laser light," Carlisle said. "To test your reaction to light."

Merely a few seconds passed before the light was taken away from my eyes.

"Unresponsive to laser light," Carlisle said, and I heard someone scratching down some notes. Maybe it was Adrian? Whoever it was wrote quickly in any case.

"What just happened?" I asked.

"I started off by giving you a basic test that we give even to people with sight. If we decide to send you for an operation, then we'll be repeating these tests afterwards."

I nodded, although I didn't understand the significance much.

"Did I pass?" I asked.

"I'm afraid not. Your pupils didn't move at all."

I nodded again, feeling slightly hurt, although I knew that I sound't have expected any better.

Carlisle spent the next hour or so (according to Adrian) giving me a few more tests and also asking me questions. The tests went by quickly, but the questions took much longer. There was only one question in particular that no one had thought to ask me before.

"Have you ever had even a moment where it seemed to you that you have seen something? Anytime at all, it doesn't matter how long."

I shook my head. "No, it's always just been this thing that people call 'black'. Sometimes this thing called 'brown' but that's only when I'm facing the sun."

More scratching notes. Then we finished.

"That will be all, thank you Charlotte," Carlisle said, and I heard him standing up. I was unaware that he'd even bee sitting at all. The Cullen's were so quiet that I bet that normal people couldn't hear them move around at all. Carlisle could have been pacing all this time and I might not have been aware of it.

"Well, what's your diagnosis?" I asked, wondering if 'diagnosis' was the right word to use. If Carlisle noted any mistake, he didn't let me know it.

"Well, it's apparently blindness that's for sure, but your eyes are in no way damaged. Some people are really beyond help if they're been in a serious accident or some such thing. For you it's different, since you've never suffered any accident. For you it's as if someone's placed a cloth over your eyes from your moment of birth. It's still quite hard to determine whether or not an operation might help you."

"Oh," I said, for lack of anything else to say.

"But," Carlisle continued, not having finished, "any operation will in means hurt you, so it's acceptable for you to participate if you wish."

"Really?" I asked, rather more enthusiastic than I meant to be. "So then, I still might have a chance?"

"Perhaps so."

I smiled, happier than ever at hearing that I had a chance. Even a hundredth of a chance was better than what I thought I had up til now.

"For the matter of money, my family will supply that, and the only other thing we need is parent or guardian permission for you to take the operation."

I paused, considering my next words carefully. After all, I hadn't mentioned to anyone about my parents so no one out of my family knew.

"I'm living with my cousins, Lizzy and Joseph right now. Is it alright if they sign?"

"Haven't you any parents living with you right now?"

Carlisle said it kindly and with no intent to hurt me, but it stung just the same, more than knowing the fact that I was blind. I swallowed before saying the next thing.

"I haven't any parents. They...they're both dead now, so my cousins are my official guardians."

There, I said it, and admitting to the reality was more than I could bear. I felt tears in my eyes and then they came sliding down my cheeks.

Carlisle said nothing, but then I felt his cool hands, one on my back and the other holding my right hand.

"I'm sorry," he said, a true touch of pain and sympathy in his voice. He helped me up and then I felt myself in Adrian's grip again.

"Um hey, do you want a tissue?" he asked, as he guided me out of the office. We were in the hall now.

I shook my head. "No, I'll be fine." Then for comedy relief, I tried to laugh a bit but was unsuccessful. "At least now you know why I'm here in Forks."

He said nothing else and his silence was unnerving. Usually he'd make a comment or ask a question but this time he stayed silent. He took me down the stairs again, making sure I wouldn't fall.

"Hey," I heard a familiar voice call. It was Seth, I was pretty sure.

"Hey, what're you still doing here?" Adrian asked, a bit of his energy coming back.

"I just...didn't get to meet Charlotte properly, so I figured that we may as well get better acquainted."

I offered up another smile, not wanting to burden anyone with how I felt at the moment. A bit of socializing might be good for me.

"Sure Seth, that sounds great."

Currently, there were two problems in my life.

One, my parents were dead.

Two, I was blind.

The first problem I couldn't solve. It was impossible to bring my parents back no matter how much I tried. The only thing left to do was to move on and accept it. Making new friends might just be the way to do this. Seth was a good start. I could tell just by his voice that he was full of energy and always positive, kind of like the summer. The same could be said about Adrian, only he felt like winter because of his cold temperature.

Summer and winter. Maybe they were stepping stones to help me be happy again.

The second problem could probably be resolved. Sight would be such a new thing to me, that it was worth getting excited about. It was a new desire that was burning up inside of me.

"Should we go outside?" asked Seth. "She hasn't been to the river yet, right Adrian?"

"Right," Adrian replied and then rather reluctantly, I think, he handed me over to Seth who took my hand in his.

At his touch, I knew it was him who hadn't let go of my hand before. The same feel as before, and extremely warm. He led me outside, where it seemed like we would be alone.

Ok, I hope this chapter is long enough, because it's clear that I need to make my chapters longer if readers want more and if I want to get through this story.

If I had it my way, then I'd make super long chapters starting with Chapter 1, only it's my experience that not as many people read a long first chapter as they will read a short one. So it's better to just build up. Baby steps, baby steps.

Anyway, please tell me what you think about this chapter and you can make the reviews as long as you like because I don't mind reading over them. :3