Chapter 1- La Push

~Sahara's POV~

I sighed as my mother drove in to the driveway of yet another house. Yeh, my mother is one of those people who when something bad happens, which happens a lot since her relationships fall through all the time. We'll move to one place and then she'll meet a guy she likes and when they break up she'll say this town has too many bad memories and then me, my brother Will and my mom will pack up and move. We've moved to so many places I've lost count. I was born is La Push, Washington, but we moved when my father died, when I was one and a half. My name is Sahara Quinault. I have the Russet skin of a Quileute and dark brown hair. I have my mother's grey-blue eyes. I have an athletes build and am 5'6.

Moving all the times means that I haven't really had any time to make any friends. I've had one boyfriend, but he beat me half to death and is now in Jail. This means that I am quite scared of guys and I some times get freaked out when strange guys I don't know touch me. My brother is like my saviour. He is always there when I need him and has always looked after me. He's two years older than me, but he still does everything he can for me.

"Mum, where are we moving to this time?" I asked in an annoyed voice.

"Don't use that tone with me missy!" my mum scolded, "Since you asked so rudely you have to guess!" she said in a sickeningly cheerful voice.

"Can't you just tell me, I'm sure we won't stay long enough for me to remember anyway," I murmured back. Will elbowed me in the side and said,

"Please mum can you just tell us?"

"Okay, just 'cos I know you'll love it!" She said bouncing up and down. I rolled my eyes and stared out the window.

"We are going back to… LA PUSH!" She shouted.

"WHAT! Are you serious?!" I shouted back, excited now. La Push was where I was born and I really want to live there.

"Yes! Aren't you excited my babies?" She smiled back, obviously happy that I was so happy.

"Yes, I am!" I laughed, jumping up and down in my seat. I looked over to Will and saw that he had his face in his hands. Now I was really concerned. Will was never upset.

"Will, what's wrong?" I asked and wrapped my arms around his large torso.

"That's where d-dad d-d-died," he choked out.

When dad died I wasn't old enough to understand, but Will had a strong relationship with him and misses him a lot.

"It's okay baby, he'd want us all to be happy and not to be sad." Mum tried to comfort him.

"Yeh, your right." Will sighed.

I unwrapped my arms and stared out the window. The trees here were all really green and the forests were so pretty. Something brown shot out of the trees and back in again. I closed and then opened my eyes. I swear that looked like a huge wolf!

I shook my head to clear it. I must be going crazy I thought to myself.

"We are here!" Mum squealed, breaking my train of thought. We had stopped out side a small, red, two story house. It looked cosy and a good place to live.

Mum ran out of the car and started jumping up and down.

"Come on! Come on!" She shouted, "Come look around with me!"

Will and me got out the car and walked around the front yard and the back of the house with mum. There were beautiful, white daisies and yellow buttercups in the flower beds, with lush grass. We don't really have a back yard, forty metres behind the house is the forest. Mum and Will went back to the car while I stayed in the back yard. I was so happy I did a dizzy wizzy and fell on to the soft, lush grass.

"Sary, come help us unload the car." Will shouted from the driveway.

"Coming," I shouted back.

I reached the car and grabbed a box and my sleeping bag. The moving guys were coming tomorrow to unload our furniture, which includes our beds.

"Welcome home," I whispered to myself as I walked through the door.