A/N I'm a little sad... I didnt get any reviews :( but i got over a hundred views!!! thanks every one for reading!! ^_^

Disclaimer: I do not own Seth or the La Push Beach but I do own Kanti and Loca, also Jackson and my song, "I need to be with you."

Kanti P.O.V:

For the rest of the day I tried to not think about the fact that Seth said he was a werewolf. Or the fact that I thought I was crazy. We had walked down to the beach and the day was actually slightly sunny.

We had talked and played in the sand. I threw the cold ocean water on him – his skin was so warm, I doubt that it even seemed cold to him. He had just stopped, and sat there, completely still.

He hadn't expected the water! Ha! I pushed him, and to my surprise, he fell into the waves! I laughed, and he stood up, soaking wet with a big grin on his face. He ran up to me, scooped up one arm under my neck, and one arm had my legs.

I screamed, but was still laughing and hoping he wasn't about to do what
I thought. He jogged over to the waves; walked till the water
reached his knees and let his hands fall, dropping me into the ice-
cold water.

He laughed so loudly that I could help but smile. I stood up, as I yelled, "Seth Clearwater! You are going to pay for that!", whilst trying to withhold a giggle.

"Oh, crap!" he yelled, turning away from me, and he began to run. But I was one step ahead – I jumped on his back, bringing us both down into the sea, laughing and yelling at one another. After we calmed down, we sat in the sand. Then I realised how cold I was.

"God, it's cold," I mumbled, teeth chattering. Seth chuckled, and said, "you know, it's 108 degrees over here, Loca." He smiled, looking down at me.

I got up, rubbing my arms to keep warm, and sat in his lap. He
automatically put his arms around me and I felt a chill go down my spine
as my body adjusted to his warmth.

"Why are you so warm?" I asked.

"Oh, do you like being cold?" he replied sarcastically
"No!" I said, smiling, "I just want to know why you're so hot."

"It's a wolf thing," he replied, and I tried not to think about that subject.

I shivered again and the hair on my arms stuck up.

"Okay, we need to go - I don't want you to get sick," he said. He picked me up, and walked towards the park.

"Do you mind taking me home?" I asked.

"Nope," he said, popping the 'p'.

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He drove me home in his old Volkswagen Rabbit that Jake had given to
him when he had gotten a new car.

When we arrived at the house it was four, and I wanted to unpack. Seth
offered his assistance and I gladly accepted. My Dad, Jackson, had been
awesome enough to bring all my things upstairs to my room.

My old room, before my Mum and Dad were divorced, was light pink and
had lots of nine-year-old toys in it. I was surprised when I walked
into my room and it was dark purple with a nice big, black bed with a
purple and black comforter on it.

It had black shelves on one wall, filled with books, whilst the other had music things on it. Jackson had put my guitar in a holder on the wall, followed by my electric guitar and keyboard. My room was amazing! He had put in so much effort

When I thanked my Dad, he just replied, "Well, Seth did a lot of the work." I gave Jackson and Seth pecks on the cheek, and thanked them again. My Dad blushed, and went to cook dinner. Seth and I began unpacking, and he noticed my songbook.

"Hey, Loca? Could you play one of your songs for me?"

I sighed, and rolled my eyes at him. "Fine. But don't get all, 'oh, you're so amazing, Kanti!' on me, OK?" He crossed his heart, and then put his hand up as if to say, 'I solemnly swear',

I grabbed my guitar, and began playing and singing, and his eyes got wide and appreciative as he listened to the song I sang for him.

"Woah, yeah yeah, oh, oh, oh, woah.

Let me think of words to describe you,
I can't find any in my head could say,
Amazing, maybe crazy, beautiful in every way

You can be quiet,
I feel the need to shake you from your shell,
You've got me sighing -
I know I need to be with you

I know that I'm-
Crazy, but maybe you'll take me anyway, baby
How to say that you mean everything to me?

Chorus:
You're in my head, you're in my head - there's no escaping now!
(repeat)"

When I was finished, he said the very words I had ordered him not to say.
"Kanti, you are very talented."

A/N: Soooooo... do you think you could leave a review? Pretty please? Thanks so much!! ya'll are awsome!

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