Hello I'm editing this with my amazing beta, sabakunofaye. She helps me a lot and inspires me. The story will start on Twilight but Sam Jared and Paul will have already phased by then. Bella came to live with her dad two months ago and hasn't dated Edward yet. Jacob will not imprint on Bella or Renesmee. So I hope you like it.

NEW UPDATE: The imprints will inherant somethings from the wolves once they mate. 9/24/14
Disclaimer : I don't own any Twilight characters or there plot only Samantha and my plot.

Samantha POV

I sighed tapping on my leg and looking at the clouds roll by outside, feeling uncertain. Wondering what time it was, I checked my gold watch, reading five twelve. A loud snore pierced the air, surprising me out of my daze, and I whipped my head to see the guy next to me with his mouth open, sleeping. He was drooling a little in his black beard, the picture of peaceful relaxation. I rolled my brown eyes and turned to look back out the window.

I took out my phone and put on Oath by Cher Lloyd, tears springing into my eyes. I leaned back in my seat, and after a while my eyelids closed, falling into a sleep as peaceful as the bearded man next to me. I woke up with a start, jerking upward, and I squinted not seeing through the fuzzy vision that comes with waking up.
Then all the memories came back to me. My mom and dad, gone forever. Leaving the only place I ever knew to go live with Billy and Jacob Black, my uncle and my cousin because I was only sixteen. After the incident that took away everything I knew and loved, I was kept in the hospital for a couple of days, the nurses poking me and doing tests every on my last day social services asked me if I had any relatives I preferred to stay with.

"My uncle Billy," I whispered dejectedly after a moment.

So they called him up and informed him of my situation, and of our loss. I could hear the murmurs through the office wall, but I couldn't tell what was being said. Next thing I know, they were shipping me off to the airport, to my uncle. And here I was.

I looked at the guy again, still snoring, still peacefully asleep. His face was smooth, no lines of stress marring his skin. He looked he didn't have a care in the world. Lucky guy. My foot tapped anxiously against the floor of the plane.

The pilot voice rang over the intercom, "We will be landing in Washington Settle in fifteen minutes, please put your seatbelts."

I heard the clicks of the seatbelts, including mine. The man next to me hadn't woken up, so I tapped his shoulder and said, "Put your seatbelt on were landing in fifteen minutes." He woke up startled, then sighed while putting on his seat belt.

I put my blue ear phones back in, they had fallen out while I was asleep, listening to my music again. The song playing was Rumor Has It by Adele. My eyes started to get teary again, and before I knew it I was full out crying, hiccupping with snot. The man beside me looked over, startled again, opened his mouth to say something then thought better of it.

I cried like that for the rest of the flight and the landing. The pilot was telling us to go and to have a good day. I snorted at that. I stood up and went down the aisle towards the exit.

I entered the airport and looked for my bright yellow suitcases. I found it, about twenty feet away and about to go back in for another rotation for pickup. I yelped, running to catch it. After heaving my suitcases on a trolley, I pushed it towards the doors.

Now for the hard part. Finding Billy among about hundreds of people. I turned my head outrageously while walking, making me looked like the confused and idiotic teenager that I was. I could care less.

Then I turned my head yet once again and was shocked beyond belief. It went right up there on my list of surprises, second only to finding out my parents were dead, as morbid as that sounds.

My eyes had found another pair of dark brown eyes and I immediately got lost in them. My eyes lingered at his face then went down to his body. He was huge. Tall, muscular, and by the looks of it Quileute. Then something else caught my attention, a piece of paper with my name on it in neat handwriting, and the hot giant was holding it!

Wait a minute, let's think calmly now Samantha, calm thoughts, I thought to myself. I wanted to snort at myself, but it would probably make me look rude or crazy. So I just walked up to him and put my calm façade back on, which displayed none of the hurt or surprise I was feeling inside. I stepped as confidently as I could without looking like pretentious.

I was about five feet away from the mysterious man when I finally saw my uncle Billy. He looked at me with recognition in his eyes, "Samantha, this is the council's friend Samuel Uley. Sam, this is Sammy my niece." My uncle looked slightly amused at the fact that both our nicknames were so similar.

I rolled my eyes looking bored, though I wanted to know the mysterious man known as Samuel Uley. I was surprised that he was friends with the elders of our tribe, one of who, I was supposed to live with, alongside my cousin Jacob. So putting back on my blank face, I tried to muster a monotone voice and said, "Call me Sammy."

He nodded and started whispering something but he shook it off and quickly said, "Call me Sam."

The sound of his voice was heavenly and he looked drop dead gorgeous, but I wouldn't, couldn't let that happen again. I dropped my gaze to the ground and I could feel him staring, but I wouldn't dare to look up and I had to bite my tongue to stop myself from snapping at him.
I heard someone deliberately cough which made our heads snap up to see Billy trying to hide his wide grin, and failing miserably.

"As much as I would love to see you two 'interact' more, we better be going or it'll get dark." I narrowed my eyes as he peered at us, then he turned and started to wheeled out.

I'm pretty sure that Sam chuckled at Billy's antics and soon followed him, grabbing my suitcases despite my protests. I rushed out of the airport, trying not to trip on anything. I soon caught up with them (how the hell can cripple and a man carrying a bunch of suitcases walk faster than I could run?!)taking a breath and feeling my heart pound because of my heart murmur. I swallowed and tried to take more calming breaths.

I looked at the ground, saw my luggage, and snatched it back with an indignant huff. Behind me, I heard a door slam and a car start up. I looked up and dragged my luggage around to the source of the sound to find Sam chuckling to himself, his body leaned against a blue Chevy. I sighed and walk over there, opened the door tossing in my luggage and sliding in. Sam soon got in, looking at Billy who was already in there somehow (he sure gets around for someone in a wheelchair) and he backed out of the parking space.

The tension was so thick, I thought I was going to suffocate in the small space of the car.

What have I gotten myself into?

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