I had been stuck in the family truck for a total of one week. Some rest stops, snack stops, the occasional real meal. Why? Because my mom died, and my dad thought it would be a good change of pace and environment for my brother and I to come live around his family in La Push. He had us leave our home in Oklahoma-not that it was a great place, but it was home-and our support system that consisted of our aunts, grandmother, cousins, and friends.

My mom had died two months prior to us making the move out here. My brother Michael and I were so distraught; we could barely focus on our own lives, let alone a move to the coast. Dad had probably thought the move would be good for us, that maybe we could start over without my mother's proverbial ghost haunting our house.

I severely doubted that. Moving away from our home town, was severing the ties that kept us connected to mom. Maybe it was selfish to only think of myself and my brother. Dad had probably needed his support system back. After all, he hadn't seen his brother in ten years. It's selfish for me to think that sure, but my mother just died, I think I have a right to be a little bit selfish.

Since we hadn't stopped for anything remotely fun along the way, we cut our time in almost half, and were about two hours away from La Push. According to Dad anyway, but I wasn't necessarily sure where we were. All I know is that we're near the coast. The light sparkled of the water in a way that blinded, and yet, amazed me. I could only compare the light to the beads on my mother's dancing costumes.

I watched the light glint off the water in different ways for almost an hour. Then our car shuddered and came to a sudden stop. I picked up my head off of my hand, and looked up front. As I looked out the front window, steam started to seep out from under the hood of our truck. My dad hopped out of the cab and popped the hood and checked out the damage. More steam billowed up into his face temporarily blinding him, Michael and I saw him jump back and cough.

"Josie!" he yelled, "Grab the water jug and bring it to me!" he coughed some more, and waved the steam away. I plucked the water jug from the vortex I call the seat's under world, and handed it to Michael, who then handed it to my dad. He poured the water into the radiator, shut the hood, and got back into the truck. He turned the key in the ignition, our engine sputtered. He turned the key again, the engine once again sputtered, but did not come to life. He tried a third time, this time the engine didn't even acknowledge Dad's try with a noise. He cursed and hit the wheel.

I sighed and rubbed my temples, this happened about once a month since we had gotten this truck two years ago. My dad just didn't know the meaning of the word mechanic. This would never change, he thought he could fix everything himself. Which was completely untrue, as was evident by the state of our truck. Nothing was unfixable for him – in his mind anyway – he tried to fix our water heater once. That was the only appliance he gave up on fixing. Michael got back into the truck with me, and Dad took out his phone to call our uncle Billy. I heard the, talking, but couldn't quite make out what they were saying. And I couldn't read his lips when his back was turned to me. If only I had kept those x-ray vision goggles that had come in the cereal box, alas, I had not.

He got back in the truck, and turned in his seat to face me. "Josie, your uncle is sending your cousin to pick you up. Michael is going to stay here with me and wait for the tow truck." My shoulders relaxed and I leaned back in my seat, I wasn't tense anymore, but I didn't feel like riding to La Push with my cousin I barely knew.

"Okay, Dad," I answered, "I'm sure Jake is thrilled." I added under my breath once his back was turned. Mike rolled his eyes and turned back to look at me.

"Hey, at least you get to go somewhere that isn't the side of the road, Jos." My brother said to me, I rolled my eyes and he laughed at me. "You never know, Jake might have some cute friends for you to goggle at," He teased me. He still hadn't gotten over me having a crush on his best friend when I was in middle school. He had been cute! Blue eyes, dark hair, nice tan, deep voice, no one could compare when I was thirteen. Mike just couldn't let it go.

The guys got out of the car around the time that we saw a small sedan driving up the road with a very tall man inside of it. The car stopped on the side of the road, and said man got out of it. He waved to us, and I didn't do anything but hide in the car.

"Hey, Uncle Jack, Mike." He nodded and smiled at them. Mike hugged, who I supposed was Jake, and stepped back to take a look at him.

"Wow, man, crazy growth spurt?" Mike asked our cousin. Jake rubbed the back of his neck, shrugged, and fidgeted a little bit.

"I guess you could say that, who knows maybe you'll have one soon, too?" He ended his sentence in a rhetorical question that sounded odd to my ears. I shrugged it off, and ignored the weird feeling that I was getting from Jacob. I got out of the car and went to see my cousin; he was even bigger once I was outside of the car.

"Hey-y," He drew out the greeting for longer than I had heard anyone do before. "How are you doing, little Josephine?" He gave me a hug that smelled like pine and nature. In a good way. None of that gross, 'ew, he smells like nature.' Because he doesn't shower. It was a fresh, pure smell.

"Uh, little Josephine, is fine," I replied. "Thanks." He shrugged at the tone of my voice. I went to get my backpack and left him to talk to my dad and brother. I came back and they were laughing hysterically at something Jake had said. Probably about the attitude I had given him about calling me little.

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We had been in the little Honda, that Jake had brought to pick me up in, for over an hour when we finally came into view of an old red house. All I had seen up to this point was woodland and the ocean that was only a mile from here. He pulled the car up into the drive of his house and told me to grab my pack and come meet some people. I nodded at him and grabbed my battered sketch book and my backpack.

As I hopped out of the car, I saw some guys that were as big as Jacob, and some that were a little scrawny, but still were on their way to being way taller than six feet. I looked over at them, just a little intimidated by their size. Only a little. I took a deep breath and steadied myself as I walked over to the house.

The guys that were chattering on his front porch went silent as I went by into the house, I checked my face in the small compact I carried with me just to make sure I didn't have anything on my face. There was nothing there, I was just being paranoid. As always. I followed Jake into the kitchen where my Uncle Billy was situated.

"Josie!" My uncle shouted at me happily, he rolled over to me and opened his arms. I obliged, and hugged him in relief. I had thought that our reunion may be a little awkward due to the fact that we hadn't seen them in so long. But, it felt natural, and it was nice to see my family.

Jacob led me to his room, where I put down my stuff and he motioned for me to follow him back out to the porch. I shook my head at him, and he stopped and sighed. "Okay, out with it," He motioned his hands at me. I frowned at him as he crossed his arms. "Why are you so tense?"

"I'm not tense!" I shouted at him. Okay, so maybe I was, I shook my head at myself and continued. "I mean, I don't know what I mean, but your friends scare me." He rolled his eyes and yanked me out to the porch, I stumbled as he tried to get me through the door. He was just too strong for me to even try to resist against, I was thrust out into the cold air and Jake went back inside to get something. Leaving me completely alone on the porch. With four huge guys – scary guys – who were all staring at me like I was some sort of alien life form.

I waved at them hesitantly, and smiled a little bit. Their faces broke out into huge grins, and one got up to immediately hug me. I stiffened and he backed away to look at me.

"Aww, little Josie grew up!" He baby talked at me, something I really hate, and picked me up into a bear hug. Jake came back out of the door, took one look at us and started laughing. So, maybe I knew this guy?

"Okay, Quil, put her down." He said still laughing, I was not amused.

"Quil?" I turned to Jake in surprise. They both just grinned at me in amusement, "When did you get so…big?" I asked him.

"Eh, I had a growth spurt sometime last year," He gestured to the other guys around him, "We all did actually." I was confused about that last part, but leave it to Quil to be as cryptic as the sphinx itself. I sighed and looked at the other guys, did I know them, too? I wasn't too sure about that, but I'd see who was who in a second, because Jake was getting ready for introductions.

He pointed to the boy in the corner, "There's Embry over there," I waved, I used to have the biggest crush on Embry Call when we were little kids. Embry waved back at me and smiled. Jake pointed to the guy next to Embry, "That is Paul,"

"I thought you didn't like Paul?" I asked Jacob. He shrugged, I took it to mean that he didn't.

"Hey, I'm still over here!" Paul shouted. I ignored him, and we kept going with introductions. The next two were Brady and Collin, who I had never met before. Apparently, they were younger than all of us, so that's why I hadn't met them when I had come out here before. I looked around at the guys, and waved once more before trying to go back inside. As I was opening the screen door, an arm stopped me from going anywhere, "Where do you think you're going?" Asked Quil, I shrugged and shook my head at him. "You're staying out here and partying with us."

"That doesn't sound like too much fun, Quil. I mean, Paul's out here, I'm tired, and you know parties aren't my thing." I smiled at him while Paul fumed in the corner. I had talked to Jake over the phone every week, and Quil most of the time had been there listening and talking to the both of us on the other line.

"Yeah, well, Paul doesn't really matter. No one pays attention to him anyway." We both busted up at that, no one had ever really liked Paul, except for the girls. He was just too volatile to really be friends with, he tagged along with everyone because he had no one else to hang out with. And these guys lived the closest to him, sadly.

The phone rang in the house as Quil and I laughed at Paul's sad misfortune, and Jake ran inside to get the phone. I sat down next to Quil in a plastic chair that someone had brought out, and chatted with him as it started to rain and thunder. I looked out at the sky, worried that my brother and dad would be stuck out in the rain for a few hours. Hopefully I had left my umbrella with them if they had to wait out on the road. I shivered as the storm raged worse and worse, I was worried that if it didn't let up we would all be washed away.

Quil set a blanket around my shoulders; I had no idea where he had gotten it from because it hadn't been out here the last time I looked. He smiled at me and I returned it with a hint of gratefulness, he put his arm around me and leaned back.

"I think I heard Jake say that Seth is going to be joining us soon." He stated, "He's one of the others that you have to meet." I nodded and leaned back in my chair. "So, how tired are you?" He asked me, I shrugged.

"I'm pretty sure I could fall asleep on this chair if you left me alone long enough," I looked over at him. He laughed at me. "Hey, there's nothing funny about sleep deprivation." I punched his arm, and immediately recoiled in pain. My right fist throbbed like someone had crushed it with a sledge hammer. Which wasn't a good feeling, I should know, my hand has actually been crushed by a sledge hammer. I hid my hand in my side, and Quil feigned pain, as if I could actually hurt his rock hard body.

I slipped quickly inside to ice my hand quickly, and get a pop. I pulled open my uncle's fridge to see if they had any root beer or maybe some coke. I was quickly disappointed to find that all they had was Dr. Pepper. Don't get me wrong, it's okay, I just like a coke better than Dr. Pepper. It just tastes kind of funky to me.

As I was looking into the back of the fridge to see if they had any juice, or something that could be better than Dr. Pepper, I heard the footsteps of someone smaller than Jake come up behind me. It couldn't be a girl, they were too heavy, but it also couldn't be Embry, Paul, or Quil, they weren't heavy enough. It could be Collin or Brady, but I doubt they would come up right behind me. I turned slowly, and came face to face with a boy about a foot taller than me.

Our eyes met, and the world fell away from us. All that stupid stuff I had heard about finding true love could be right, maybe it did feel like you were the only people on Earth. Suddenly I could see the interlocking web of life that had brought us together, and I could see our future with eachother.

"Who are you?" We screamed simultaneously.

I love the Quileute wolf pack of "Twilight", they're just too funny, and Seth is just too great for me not to write about. And I've been thinking about this story for too long, I had to write it out before it became a ghost story that would never see the light. Hope you guys liked it! Also, reviews would be great.