Hehe.. Can't stop, can I? No. I love this fanfic, so much that I'm neglecting me others.. But they be short. This one is longish... I mean 18 chapters right? That's long even if they are short! I'd say that is pretty long. :) Maybe not that long, but still. Haha. The first chapters were longer. You remember, right? They were longer, weren't they? They were. I keep answering myself.. See I'm not IMing here so I have too. Don't think I'm crazy... Hehe. I'M NOT CRAZY.. :) Okay maybe I am. A little.

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Leah4Life

Yeah.. It was dark, no light seemed to be able to get through the clouds. The storm beat down-hard- on the roof and I was nervous.. I was to be married in two days, and this rain was aweful.. It rained all night, all day. Day and night were hardly distinguished. It was hard to tell when day turned to night, vise versa... The light wasn't very different.

I knew it was night though, because Sam's arms were wrapped around me and I was snuggled into my blanket. I wasn't sure what time of night, or weather I should get up.. I was disoriented. Really it feels like the days passed differently, now. In a blur, waiting for the day when Sam and I would be really married.

I lay there for a moment, trying to decide when today was.. When I finally realized the day, I turned to face Sam's sleeping face. I kissed his forehead and snuggled closer to his chest. He stirred silently, but didn't wake..

I was wrong before, it wasn't two days until I was going to be married. It was one.. Today was the day before my wedding day.. Huh. It's amazing home much time flies when your having fun with your new best friends and fiancee (time flies when you're having fun, I never believed!).

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As I pondered the fact that the next day I would be married, I must have fallen back asleep because I woke up alone. No Sam. Gr. That made me sad. I didn't like him having to leave me... But I knew I wouldn't see him for the rest of the day (probably.), so I sat up and grabbed my scrapbook off the ground and opened it.. I gazed at the pre- wolf pictures in comparison to the after shots.. Besides the obvious differences (Sam's size.), Ilooked different.. I had changed slightly.. Not much but I had changed.. Very slight changes in my face. Before I wasn't sure. Now I am. I am completely sure that he loves me. And only me.. My face showed that. It wasn't written on my forehead or anything it was just in my face.. Now total confidence.. Then, well not so much.

I turned the pages slowly admiring the pictures of Sam and I, before and after, with smiling faces.. On park benches, in the La Push library whispering quietly (the librarian Mrs. Wiffle didn't like us much. Apparentlywe were too loud, but who knew..), at Christmas with both our families from before, Christmas after (right before he gave me this.. He was amazing. How did he get that in there before I opened it?), and then the ring.. The ring that has changed my life. I gazed down at the real thing. Ha. The picture didn't give it justice.

I stood up and got dressed, noticing that the clouds were parting (YAY!) and I could see a few rays of gray-green light streaming down. Maybe the weather would get better. That was encouraging. The bad weather had seemed to me as an omen, that it wouldn't be okay.. That something was wrong. But the fact that the bad weather moved on just as my wedding came to be, that made me believe that I was crazy for every doubting the power of Sam's love for me, mine for him. . The weather had led me to not understand the love that had saved me; the love that had saved me from the girl I had been before I met Sam.

Six Years Before:

The legends were so strange.. The whole wolf thing. We're descended from wolves, it's nonsense! Our elders are slightly mad if they really do believe in all of that. It's impossible.. Scary like- I mean our ansisters being were wolves- how could it not be frightening?

I walked into my first period class (Late. Of chores.) and the teacher yelled at me, again. I didn't really care though. Mr. Vanner was always yelling. He even yelled at the dorks. Not only me, the girl who didn't care about school and showed up late only because her mother (and brother) forced her to show up. I didn't pay attention to the class. It was dreadfully boring.. Who cared about Shakespeare? Not me.

After class I walked along the halls to my second class, passing the overly happy teenage girls (I might have passed boys... I don't really pay attention to them.) sneering at them as I went. They were all to happy, I mean what in the world could be that good to make them that happy?

I settled into my seat beside this serious know it all guy and looked up at Mrs. Ortease.. She taught us Algebra... I hate algebra (this explains my 38% of a grade in this class..). She started passing out tests from last Friday and when she sat mine down on my desk I didn't even bother to look at it. I never passed anything in Algebra (I had a strange sense for the other subjects.. I just KNEW the answers to the other things... This I just don't understand it.).

"Wow. Great job, Clearwater.. I mean you did phenomenal. Last time you made a 30. This time you made a 31! Good job! Improvement." The know it all nearly yelled. "I mean it would kill you to make something higher than a forty, wouldn't it?" He asked.

I turned to him, and stiffly punched him in the nose.. I didn't care about school. But I didn't like being taunted about it. He shouldn't have pushed me... He fell on the ground, groaning.. Ha. Broke his nose. Fantastic.

"Leah Clearwater-" The teacher began.

"I know, I know: Go straight to the principle's office, NOW!" I finished, grabbing my failed test off the table and throwing my backpack over my shoulder. I strode out of the classroom and to the front office.. I told Mrs. Shire (the secretary, we go way back.. Like the first day of school.) that I was in trouble.. She nodded solemnly and buzzed the principal..

"Leah Clearwater is in here Principal Francklin." She told him.

"Okay.. Send her in, when Mr. Uley leaves." He responded, sounding weary.

"Thank you." She said. "Go on and sit down Leah.. Principal Franklin is with a new student at the moment." She told me.

I sat down, but looked up at her.

"A new student?" I asked, we never had new students (even me, the girl who didn't care, found this bit of information interesting).

"Yes.. Mr. Sam Uley. Today is his first day. He has an excellent record. Brilliant young boy."

"What grade?" I asked.

"Tenth." She told me.

I pondered that. A new kid in my grade... Weird.

The door opened and a beautiful boy stepped out into the little room.. His eyes were black and his hair was long in the back and black as night.. His skin was a familiar russet color of Quileute skin.

"Go on, Leah." Mrs. Shire told me.

"Okay." I passed the new boy (Sam Uley) and felt something, something weird something that scared me.. A type of electrical force radiating from somewhere in his body.. The tips of my fingers touched the back of his hand (it felt like velvet.) in the small space and I looked straight forward.

I walked into Principal Franklin's office and sat down in the chair right in front of the frowning principals desk.

"What did you do this time?" He asked.

"I punched a guy in Algebra." I told him.

"Why did you punch him?" He asked, frowning.

"Because he was mocking me about what I made on a test." I answered him.

"A reason.. Really, I don't think you've ever had a legitimate reason, but still there is no excuse for that Leah. You don't need to go and punch people." He told me.

"Yeah, yeah."

"What did you make on the test?" He asked.

"31."

"Why did you fail?"

"I don't understand math."

"Okay, I understand that. I didn't get math either.. Two weeks detention and I'm giving you a tutor." He told me.

My head snapped up. "Who?"

"Sam Uley. The new boy you passed outside.. He is great at math and I think it will be better if your tutor isn't afraid of you... And pretty much all the people here.. Well they are. So, Sam Uley. I'll leave it up to you and him to figure out when you'll work on it.." He trailed off.. "You and Mr. Uleywill have a meeting with me once a week to go over how you are doing." He started writing something down on a sheet of loose leaf paper.. He folded the paper in half. "Go back to class Mrs. Clearwater and take this note to your teacher." He handed me a note.

I turned out of the office and left.. I was scared. What would this mean? The strange electricity coming from him outside had me on edge and now he would be teaching me math. Wow.

Sam had changed me. There wasn't a question. It was true. Sam Uley changed me for the better. He changed me from the scary girl who didn't care about school to the brilliant girl who would be heading off to college next year. I sometimes forget that Sam saved me; that Sam made me who I am, but I know in my heart that Sam Uley is the best thing that ever could have happened to me.. Without him, well I might be in jail right now. Through tutoringme, Sam changed me. He turned me into the girl I am today.. Somewhere in there he fell in love with me; I remember when I fell for him, though. I know.

It was raining, hard.. The night was cold and Sam Uleywas at my house helping me with my math homework.

I stared down at the pie (3.14) symbols and plus and minus and divide and ... Okay this is crap.

"Alright, number one." He said, his beautiful voice ringing in my ears. "522 times 676 divided by 325 minus 34 to the 4th power." He read. "What do we do first?" He asked.

I looked up into his black eyes and sighed. "Power." I typed 34 times 34 times 34 times 34 in my calculator. 1336336.. "Big number." I stated writing down the long string of numbers.

"Good." He said. "Now, what's next?" He asked.

"Multiply." I stated, multiplying the numbers (using my calculator, of chores.) 352872.. I wrote it down.

"Good job. You're getting better." He told me, and I noticed his closeness eminently. His cool breath was just inches from my face and I was stunned. "What's next?" He asked.

"Divide." I told him, doing it as I said it. I wrote the number and he beamed at me. 1085.76..

"Good job!" He said, closer."Next?" He asked.

"Subtract this number-" I pointed at the number (1085. 76). " from this number." I pointed at the first number (1336336). I did the math quietly then wrote down the final answer.

"Yes. That's right." He said reaching out and hugging me. Electricity ran through one of us and he pulled away fast. "Good job. You are really getting better." He told me.

"Well I have a good teacher." I told him.

"Aw. Thanks."

"No, thank you." I said.

"You try the next one; start to finish and I'll check it." He told me.

I sighed. "Okay."

I started working on the next problem and I felt his eyes on my face.. When I was done, he took the paper and checked it.. "Good." He said. "You got it." He was too close again and I couldn't breathe. He kissed my cheek and I looked at him, startled. His eyes were regretting it. I could see that.. He wished he hadn't done it.

"It's okay." I told him.

"No. It's not." He turned away. "I think you have it.. I'll go on home."

"Sam wait." I called after him. "It's okay, really. It just startled me, that's all." I told him.

He turned back to me and I looked into his dark eyes. "I'm sorry, Leah. I just ruined everything."

"No, you didn't." I told him.

"Yes. I did."

"I'm telling you, you didn't ruin anything." I walked closer to him, touched his face.

"I love you, Leah." He told me.

"I-I.." I trailed off. "I'm falling." I could feel it deep down. I was falling for him. Slipping away.

He was surprised by that, but he smiled at me.. He was close again... He kissed me.. I mean really kissed me, very gently and then pulled away to check my expression.

"Do you want me to stay?" He asked.

"Yeah." I answered. I forgot about the math. The math didn't matter anymore.

The gray light had turn more green, so I got dressed and then went downstairs to make breakfast for my friends.

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The night was darker than usual, but I knew when I woke up it would be bright and sunny and perfect and my wedding day.. All I had to do now was get through tonight. Alone..

As I lay in the darkness, I thought about the school day after Sam and I's first kiss.

I got up early that morning, my head spinning.. I got dressed in a daze not sure what had happened. The morning was unusually bright as I packed my backpack full of my books.. I couldn't find my math book or my math homework anywhere, so I went downstairs and found it on the dining room table forgotten. I stuffed it in my backpack.. I was late.

Mom had made breakfast and it was sitting on the counter, she had already left.. Great. Looks like I'm walking.

I ate my breakfast quickly, knowing that I would end up running to get to school on time.. Seconds before I went to leave the doorbell rang and I opened the door to see Sam Uley standing there smiling down at me.

"Hey." He said.

"Hi."

"Need a ride to school?" He asked.. How did he know?

"Yeah." I fallowed him out to his truck and he opened the passenger side for me. "Thanks."

He didn't respond, just walked around the car and got in beside me. I sat my book bag down on the floor of the truck and smiled over at him. "So." He said.

"Yeah." I looked away from him as he started to drive, but he kept glancing at me out of the corner of his eye.

"Leah.. What happened last night...? It really happened didn't it?" He asked when we were parked in the school lot (not late anymore.).

"What this?" I asked.. I leaned in and kissed him very lightly on the lips then pulled away. "That?" I asked.

"Yeah, that." He answered.

"Yes. I think it did." I answered.

"Oh. Just checking." He opened his door and walked around to help me out of the truck.. I grabbed my backpack off the floor of the truck and then slung it across my back. He took my hand and led us to first period.

People were staring at us.. We sat down next to each other (my teachers have decided that Sam was changing me, so I should sit beside him..), still holding hands. Everyone was watching us, even once the class started. It was so weird, I had never been the center of attention; just faded into the back round.

HA! It's LONGER!! YAY! Me happy.. Go ME. wow. :)

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