Author's Note: Ok, again, I don't own Twilight but wouldn't that be nice! Also, thanks for everyone reading this and adding it to your favorite stories list. I love getting those emails :-). I would love to hear back from y'all just to know what you think about the story and the characters and where you think the story should go. I have tons of ideas but it's just a matter of harnessing them. Happy reading!

I really like where I am right now; Forks has turned out to not only be a good think for dad but also for me. I start to realize that it's good to shake things up every now and then. Meet new people, try new things, and explore a new part of the country. I see now why dad thought this would be a good idea.

I love my room; I've finally got everything in and where I want it to be. I keep some of the Southern charm by having my drift wood bed and my pineapple and palmetto tree quilt moved out with us instead of being put into storage. My room is painted in a pretty shade of light blue, almost a white with a blue hue to it. As I'm looking around the room, I wonder if Jacob would think it's too girly or hokey. I wonder what he would think about my house in general. I should really try to stop thinking about him so much.

I get cut out of my thoughts by my phone ringing; I look at the display and I don't recognize the number.

"Hello?"

"Hey LK! It's Quil. What's going on with you?" I hear on the other side.

"Not too much. I just got finished organizing everything in my room but now I'm just trying to figure out what to do." I reply back but I think to myself 'Trying to stop thinking about Jacob is what I'm really trying to do.'

"Awesome! In that case, do you want to come down to the Rez and hang out?"

"Yeah, that sounds good but I don't have a car. Is it close enough to ride my bike down?"

"Nah, I think it's too far. It would probably take you over an hour to get here. I can come get you, though."

"That would be great! Umm I'd give you directions but I don't really know what they are yet. Do you know where the General Store is?"

"Yeah of course; Main Street."

"Yes! Main Street! Ok, when you get to the General Store, you'll turn left and go about 4 blocks and take a right onto Something Park Road."

"Is it Oak Park Road?"

"That sounds right. So, turn right onto Oak Park Road and then our house is number 29. I think we are like the fourth house down. We have a log cabin."

"Cool cool! I'll be there in like 45, sound good? Oh and bring your swim suit, we'll go down to the beach and teach you how to surf."

"Umm Quil, I don't know how to tell you this but it's NOVEMBER … the water is what we like to call cold."

"No whining! We are going to teach you to surf and the water is always cold here so you might as well get used to it now."

"Ok fine. See you in 45ish."

Ok, so this might be fun. Minus the water being Titanic style cold. But I guess he has a point that I need to get used to it now. I wonder if Jacob will be there; but no, it doesn't matter if he is there or not, I'm going to have a good time hanging out with Quil. Ugh, this internal battle with myself is quite exhausting. My phone rings again and it's Mike. I wonder what he's doing.

"Hey Big Money! What's going on?" I say into the phone. We started calling Mike 'Big Money' the other day cause he claims that he's going to make it big in football. We try to tell him that football players are usually much bigger than him but he says that he has more heart. All the power to him right?

"Not too much, LK, what about you?"

"I'm going down to La Push with Quil to learn how to surf."

"La Push again? I'm starting to think that you don't want to hang out with us in Forks anymore! Are we going to lose you to the boys down there?"

"Yes, La Push again but you aren't going to lose me to them! Why don't we do something tonight? Maybe dinner and a movie with the whole group? We could invite that Bella girl, too, if you'd like."

"Yeah dinner and a movie sounds good and I don't think anyone in our group would want to hang out with her right now. I'll get everything pulled together and we'll pick you up at your place at like 7:30. Does that sound good?"

"Yeah! 7:30 sounds good. That'll give me time to get home and shower after the beach."

"Great! See you then. Try not to break anything!"

"Wait! Break something?" But it was too late for the question Mike had already hung up. Crap! I didn't think about surfing being so dangerous that I can break something. This could be bad, very bad. I have good balance usually but this just made me extremely nervous. Oh well! Another new adventure waits.

"What does one wear to a surfing lesson?" I ask out loud to myself.

"Usually a bathing suit works best." A voice says from behind me.

"Ahh!" I scream. I turn around and see that it's Jacob. I think to myself 'What the hell is he doing here?' "How did you get in? What are you doing here? And how did you know where my room is?"

"Number one, deep breathe. Number two; your dad let me in. Number three, to see you. And number four, trial and error. I think that answered all of your questions. Who are you going surfing with?"

"Umm Quil invited me down to your neck of the woods actually."

"Quil huh? Well, you guys have fun. Maybe I'll see you down there." He turns around to leave and I'm thinking to myself that he almost sounds mad that I'm hanging out with Quil. 'What's that all about?' I think to myself, 'It's weird that he would be mad about me hanging out with his friends right?'

I call out to him before he gets too far away, "Wait, Jacob! You never said why you wanted to come see me."

"I just wanted to hang out with you today but you already have plans. Maybe some other time, right?"

"Yeah, another time sounds good."

As he's leaving, I think about my bad luck. I wanted to hang out with him, too but I have already made plans with Quil. Hopefully it won't be too long until I get to see him again.

A few minutes later I hear my dad yell up to me. "Lily Katherine! One of your new friends is here to take you surfing?" My dad laughed at the idea of me surfing. Kind of harsh right? A dad laughing at his only daughter because she's about to learn something new.

"Yes, daddy. Quil here is going to teach me today. And why are you laughing? It's not like you're the surf champion of the world."

My dad turns to Quil, "Good luck, son. This one here is, well, not the most athletic person and, as you can see, she's quite feisty."

"Dad!"

"What, pumpkin? You know it's true."

"Well, yes but still. You're so embarrassing sometimes."

"That's what father's are for. Have fun, kids!"

As we were leaving Quil looked over at me with a smirk on his face, "You ready to go, pumpkin?" He asks laughing.

I punch him in the arm, "I was born ready!" I laugh back at him. Well, I hope I was born ready. I have this feeling that this might not go as well as we want it to.