(Tuesday night)

Molly's POV

I sigh as I cross my arms on top of the tabletop and stare at the wooden surface. All around me I can hear the other students talking and laughing with their friends.

Today's our first day of Drivers Ed, classes were every Tuesday, Thursday, and Sunday nights for a couple months. I just turned fifteen a few months ago and most of the kids around me are probably close to the same age, though I'm not sure since I don't any of them. I go to Forks High but most of these teens are Quileutes who live on the reservation here in La Push.

The only reason I chose to take Drivers Ed here instead of in Forks is because I don't particularly like the idea of taking the class with people I know. Don't get me wrong, I'm not antisocial. I do have friends, but they all took Drivers Ed already, either at fourteen or early fifteen. So, since I wouldn't have any friends in the class anyway I decided to take it here in La Push.

I was the first one to class and I chose to sit in the far back corner closest to the door, which is on the right side of the classroom a few feet in front of me. The classroom consists of two rows of two-person tables with an isle dividing the two, and a desk with a screen and projector at the front.

I wanted to be first so I could sit anywhere, and if anyone wants to sit with me they can. I personally think there's really only three kinds of people who'd sit next to someone they don't know: 1) they're really friendly. 2) they're shy, like me so they figure they'd sit next to someone like them. And 3) they don't have any better options. Clearly none of those apply to anyone in this room, though, seeing as the seat next to me is one of two seats in the whole class that's empty, the other one is close to the front.

I'm snapped out of my daydreaming when the instructor walked to the front of the room and told everyone to get out their notebooks and writing utensil to start the lesson.

About five minutes into the lesson someone opens the classroom door and enters, looking at the floor.

Like everyone else, I stop writing and look up at the latecomer. He's Quileute, no surprise there, so he has the trademark features: tan skin, black hair, and it looks like he has brown eyes, though it's hard to see since he's avoiding all eye contact. He's also really tall, probably over six feet, and he's wearing jean cutoffs and a loose band T-shirt. When my eyes drift to his arms they widen slightly. You can see his arm muscles flex even when he makes the tiniest of movements.

Immediately, most of the girls in the class turn to each other and start whispering and letting out a few annoying giggles, but I can hardly blame them. If my friends were here we'd be doing the same thing. He is pretty hot. Okay, understatement. He's really hot!

The instructor had stopped speaking when the boy entered and looked at him clearly not happy at being interrupted.

"Ah, you must be Mr. Littlesea. Glad you could finally join us." the instructor greeted him sarcastically, "Care to explain why you are so late?"

The boy shifted uncomfortably, readjusting the notebook he carried under one arm. "Um, I had, uh, work stuff to do." he answered, clearly embarrassed by the attention.

The instructor clearly wasn't impressed. "Well, from now on you'll inform me ahead of time that you'll be late, I presume?"

The boy nodded, his russet colored cheeks tinted red. Across the isle, but a couple tables from the back, a couple boys were snickering quite loudly. The instructor snapped his head to glare at them.

"Clearwater! Fuller! I don't need your input! Mr. Littlesea, if you'd have a seat now and stop disrupting my class, that would be most appreciated. We're taking notes so you'll need something to write with as well as your notebook."

'Mr. Littlesea', as the teacher called him, nodded sheepishly before glancing around the room. I immediately stared back at my notebook when he started walking toward the back of the room.

"Is this seat empty?" he whispered. I nodded, not taking my eyes off my notebook. He pulled out the seat next to me and sat down in it, making the chair squeak under his weight.

I saw him flip through his notebook, pause, lift it up, and place it back on the table with a quiet sigh. He was quiet for a moment before he turned to me.

"Um, do you have a pen or something I could borrow?" he asked quietly. Without looking at him, I nodded and reached into my shoulder bag that sat on the floor by my feet. I pulled out a black pen and handed it to him.

I looked up at him for the first real time. He did the same and our eyes locked. His face seemed to go blank and his eyes widened. I felt slightly creeped out but I couldn't look away. I was right, his eyes were a dark, deep brown that I found myself getting lost in.

"Mr. Littlesea, would you please just take the pen from Ms. Walker already, thank you?" the instructor nearly shouted from the front of the room.

I realized we were both still holding the pen and I let go, turning back around and staring at my notebook, trying to hide the blush that was spread across my face. I could tell he was blushing too as he did the same.

Everyone in the class giggled and whispered among themselves, except I saw the two boys from earlier glance at each other before looking back at us, both had knowing smirks on their faces.

I think I've just been embarrassed into the next century.

Collin's POV

I was late to my first class of Drivers Ed thanks to all the leech drama. Since the leaders of the leeches are after Jake's imprint a lot more 'good' leeches have been coming into the area, thus causing a lot more guys to phase. Because of that a lot of the senior wolves; like Jake, Sam, Paul, Jared, and Leah; have had to spend more time training them and less time patrolling, therefore sticking us younger wolves on more patrols.

Don't get me wrong, I don't mind it that much. I mean, sure, it took some getting used to, you know, turning into a giant, four-legged animal that fights ice-cold creatures? Yeah, it took a while to get used to, but at least Brady phased around the same time. We've been best friends since we were basically toddlers. So that made it easier. I've actually come to love the feeling of running free through the forest.

But that doesn't mean I enjoy running two or three patrols a day! Especially when they run a good three hours or more.

So, yeah, that's why I'm late. I just got finished patrolling with Quil and we were running late cause someone had to baby-sit his precious four year old imprint before patrol. I still find it weird that Quil imprinted on Claire, I don't think Sam and Emily were too thrilled either, but hey, what can you do?

When I walked in I knew I'd be in trouble. There've been rumors around the rez that the driving instructor, Mr. Huautah, is very…intolerant when it comes to the typical teenage behavior. I also knew I'd be in for a ribbing from Seth and Brady. They're both my best friends, but they can be a little annoying at times.

I could hear everyone, mostly girls, whispering and giggling among themselves as I entered. I know everyone wishes they had super hearing so they could hear what everyone says, but trust me it's overrated. I really wish I couldn't hear some of the perverted things those girls say.

After Mr. Huautah basically interrogated me in front of the whole class he told me to sit down. I saw there were only two open seats left. One was near the front and I didn't really fancy the idea of walking up to the front to have everyone stare at me. So I headed to the one in the back. There was a girl sitting by herself.

She was really pretty, but I was surprised that she wasn't Quileute. She was actually kinda pale with caramel brown hair and golden highlights, she was slightly hiding her face behind her wavy hair that hung to about the middle of her back. I briefly wondered why someone so pretty would be sitting alone, but then I figured she probably doesn't know anyone since I doubt she's from the rez. Most palefaces that live on the rez are pretty well known since there's hardly any of them.

"Is this seat empty?" I whispered to her, not too keen on getting yelled at again by Mr. Grumpypants. She nodded shyly, not looking up from her notebook. So, I sat next to her and plopped my notebook down on the desk. I opened it and realized my pen wasn't in the spiral where I left it. I lifted my notebook to see if it was under it, but it wasn't. I sighed and glanced hesitantly at the girl next to me, debating if I should ask her if she has one I could burrow.

"Um, do you have a pen or something I could borrow?" I ask quietly. She nods before getting one out of her bag on the floor. She hands it to me and we both look up at each other, still holding the pen.

Right at that moment, my whole world shifted. Gravity wasn't what was holding me to Earth anymore, it was her.

Her skin took on an almost angelic glow, her hair looked even softer than it had a moment ago, and her eyes were a sharp green with brown flecks. She was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen.

"Mr. Littlesea, would you please just take the pen from Ms. Walker already, thank you?" the instructor's voice cut into my thoughts and I blinked in shock.

We were both still holding her pen and she let go, blushing a dark red that honestly made her look adorable. If I wasn't equally embarrassed I would've been tempted to run my hand across her smooth cheeks.

I could hear everyone giggling and whispering, but I couldn't really focus. All I could think about was her. All I could hear, see, smell was her.

I looked up and over to where Brady and Seth were smirking at me. They knew what happened, too. I just imprinted.

Molly's POV

It was really hard to concentrate the rest of class. I literally had to force myself to pay attention and take notes. The boy sitting next to me wasn't making things any easier. Since our embarrassing moment near the start of class I can barely look at him without blushing. It's like eating a second dessert. You know you shouldn't, but you simply can't resist and then you regret it later. Everytime I look over at him from the corner of my eye he's either doing the same or he's flat out staring at me, and that makes me blush all over again.

Finally, a good two or three hours later, I really don't know how long, all I know is that it felt like a year, class finally ended.

I stood up just like everyone else, pulling my bag onto the table so I can put everything in it. I barely looked over to see a big hand holding out my black pen. I took it hesitantly, tucking a stray strand of my hair behind my ear as I did.

"Thanks for letting me use it." he smiled at me, making me naturally smile back at him. Not a fake smile either, a genuine smile.

"Um, no problem." I answer as I stuff it in my bag and zip it shut.

"My name's Collin." he says suddenly, sticking out his hand. I resist giggling at how adorable he looks.

"I'm Molly." I answer, shaking his hand with a small smile. His hand is surprisingly hot. Like, scorching hot.

He looks like he's gonna say something when he's interrupted.

"Hey slowpoke. You sure took your time getting here." jokes one of the two boys who were laughing at him earlier.

Collin looks annoyed and a low growl comes from deep in his chest. I look at him, slightly shocked. I didn't know it was possible for people to growl.

Seeing my reaction, Collin clears his throat and looks at the ground for a moment. "Oh, um, guys this is Molly. Molly, these morons are my two friends Seth and Brady." he says, waving his hand between us.

Seth smirked at him. "If we're the morons how did we get here on time while you were the late one?"

I laughed along with Brady, though Collin didn't look too pleased. However his scowl turned back into a smirk.

"Yeah, but at least I'm taking this class at the age I'm supposed to." he pointed out cockily. Seth stopped smiling and narrowed his eyes at him, making Brady laugh again.

"Wait, what?" I asked, still slightly laughing. Brady leaned closer to me.

"We're fifteen, but Seth here is seventeen." he explains, which earns him a smack upside the head from Seth.

"So how old are you?" Collin asked me, seeming to ignore his friends.

"I just turned fifteen a few months ago."

"Why are you taking Drivers Ed here?" Brady asked. "I'm pretty sure you're not from around here."

I shook my head. "No, I just preferred the idea of taking it somewhere where I don't really know anyone."

I felt a buzz in my back pocket and pulled out my cell phone.

"That's my dad. I better get going." I tell them as I grab my bag.

"Wait, uh, d-do you wanna, like, hang out sometime?" Collin asked nervously. He actually seemed kinda desperate, and to be honest, I felt a tug in my chest at the thought of leaving.

"Yeah, I'd like that." I answer smiling. We exchange numbers quick before we go our separate ways.

XXX

I was really glad I didn't have to wait too long to see Collin again. I obviously saw him again at Drivers Ed on Thursday, but he also invited me to hang out at First Beach with him and a few friends the following Saturday. Seth and Brady were there, I was glad they were cause they were really fun to hang out with, and I also met a few of their friends, too. A couple of their older friends, Quil and Embry were there along with Seth's girlfriend Kori and Embry's girlfriend Liz.

I had been pleasantly surprised to see that the guys didn't wear shirts, showing off their well-developed abs. Though, I hardly paid attention to the others, Collin really got my attention.

Now it's Tuesday again and I'm seated in my same spot in the back corner getting out my notebook and a pen. I look up when I see Collin enter the room. Collin smiles when he sees me and I immediately smile back. Something about him just always has that effect on me. He sits down next to me like the first two classes.

"Hey, you're actually on time." I joke when he sits down.

He smirks at me with narrowed eyes. "Hardy har-har, little miss. For your information, I didn't have to work today, so there." he states, sticking his tongue out at me. I laugh at him.

"You're so immature." I state through my laughter.

"So, how was your weekend?" he asks as he turns in his chair to face me.

I raise one eyebrow at him. "You just saw me on Saturday." I point out.

Collin shrugs. "Okay, but I didn't see you Sunday or Monday."

"Monday's not part of the weekend." I point out teasingly with an innocent smile.

Collin roles his eyes, but smiles. "Okay, how was your Sunday and Monday?"

I think for a moment. "Well, Sunday was good cause I got to sleep in. Monday was horrible cause it's Monday and I had school."

Collin laughs intoxicating laugh and I feel chills go up my spine. "I know that feeling." he agrees.

We're silent for a few moments before Collin speaks again. "Um, hey are you-uh, doing anything on Friday?" he asks nervously. I feel myself blush as I blink in surprise.

"Um, I-I'm not sure. Why?" I ask, trying to stay calm.

Collin blushes and scratches the back of his head for a moment. "Well um, a few friends are having a bonfire on the beach. The elders will be telling the legends and we'll eat and talk and basically just have fun. You could meet the rest of our friends. Kori and Liz will be there, and you could meet Emily and Kim, I think you'd like them."

Collin sounded like he was rambling, and I couldn't help smiling at how cute he was, and he was still blushing.

"I don't know." I answered uncertainly.

"Hey guys!" a familiar voice greeted as Seth and Brady sat at the table in front of us. "What's up?" Seth asked.

Collin glanced at me, all embarrassment gone and replaced with a smile. "Don't you guys think Molly should come to the bonfire on Friday?" he asked.

Brady's face lit up. "Yeah! C'mon Molls, it'll be fun! You could meet the rest of the group, oh and Emily makes the best food in the world."

I smiled at him, Brady was the first to ever call me Molls, and I actually didn't mind it. He was a huge joker and I swear he sometimes acts like a five year old, but at the same time he's really funny and one of the nicest guys I've met, bar Collin and Seth.

"Well," I paused to think it over, I can already feel my resolve slipping, "I'd have to ask my parents, but yeah, I'd really love to." I answer finally with a smile on my face.

Collin's face lit up and I swear I've never seen a bigger smile on anyone before. Though mine might've come in second.

XXX

I pulled my hair up into a ponytail as I hurried down the stairs and peaked out the window beside the front door. I was wearing old jeans, tennis shoes, and a baggy hoodie.

"What are you doing?" I looked over at the couch where my younger brother, Max, was sitting next to my older sister, Lora.

"Waiting for a couple friends." I answered, peaking out the window again to see if a car had come.

"You're going out this late?" Lora asked in mild surprise. I nodded in response without looking at her. "Where are you going?"

I glanced back at her. "La Push. I'm going to a bonfire with some friends."

Max looked slightly suspicious. "You don't have any friends in La Push. That's why you took Drivers Ed there to begin with."

I rolled my eyes at him. "Ever think that maybe I made some new friends in the class?"

"Who are they?" Lora asked with a smirk.

I stared at my sister for a moment. "Collin, Brady, and Seth." I finally answered.

"They're all boys?" Max spoke incredulously.

I rolled my eyes again. "There's gonna be girls there, too, ya know. They're just the only ones who are in my Drivers Ed class."

Before I could be interrogated anymore an old Volkswagen Rabbit pulls up in front of the house and I rush out the door. Collin opens the back door from inside and scoots over so I can sit by him.

In the drivers seat is another Quileute boy, well man, wearing a brown T-shirt. Sitting in the back seat on the other side of Collin is a little girl with pale skin, like me, and long, brown, curly hair.

"Molly, this is Jacob and Nessie. Jake, Ness; this is Molly." Collin introduced us. I waved to Nessie first before waving at Jake through the rearview mirror. Jake smiled back at me, exposing a mouthful of perfect, white teeth.

"It's nice to finally meet you. Collin talks a lot about you, he doesn't seem to know how to shut up." Jake told me, looking teasingly at Collin through the mirror.

I blushed and glanced at Collin who was caught between glaring at Jake and blushing bright red. Nessie giggled, which made me smile even more. She was just so adorable.

I looked back to the drivers seat. "Are you Kori's brother?" I asked. Jake looked curiously back at me through the mirror before directing his eyes back on the road.

"You know my sister?"

I nodded. "Yeah. She mentioned having an older brother named Jacob, so I guessed that was you. You two have similar faces."

Jake laughed. "Good to know."

We mostly made small talk until we pulled up next to a bunch of other cars at the beach parking lot. As soon as Jake let Nessie out she ran towards the large group of people near a large fire.

"Kori!" she screamed excitedly. Kori looked over from where she was talking with Seth and a couple people I didn't recognize. She opened her arms and Nessie leapt into them. Kori than swung her around, making the little girl giggle.

"So, who is Nessie?" I asked the two boys who were still walking with me.

Jake smiled as he watched her with his sister. "She's my friend's daughter. I…baby-sit her sometimes. Her real name is Renesmee, but I think that's a mouthful, so I nicknamed her Nessie."

"As in the Lock Ness Monster?" I raised my eyebrows with a huge smile.

Jake nodded his head, looking at the ground as we walked.

"Molly!" a familiar voice shouted. I barely had time to comprehend what was happening when a pair of strong, warm arms wrap around my body and spin me around.

I hear Collin growl beside me and I'm immediately put down, and I look up into the face of Brady.

"Glad you could make it." he smirks, glancing between me and Collin. Then, he grabs my hand, which again causes Collin to growl, and drags me towards the fire, "C'mon, you have to meet everyone."

Brady and Collin introduced me to everyone, which included, Sam, Emily, Paul, Rachel, Jared, Kim, Leah, and Emily's four year old niece Claire. They also introduce me to the elders; Quil's grandfather Quil Sr., also known as Old Quil; Sue Clearwater, Seth and Leah's mom; and Billy Black, Jake, Kori, and Rachel's dad.

When we were done eating we all gathered around the bonfire. I sat on a log between Collin and Kori; Seth sat on Kori's other side with an arm around her.

Everyone quieted down and turned to Billy as he began to talk.

"The Quileutes have been a small tribe from the beginning. But we have always had magic in our blood. We were great Spirit warriors, shape-shifters that transform into the powerful wolf…"