AN: I added to this because it was really lacking in the everything department.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, which you guys should know by now.

Prologue

Bella's POV

"Come on! We're gonna be late!" Sam hollers in my direction.

"I just wanna look!" I yell back. Sam's my best friend and an overprotective one at that. He tells me everything, and in return, I tell him everything. He even told me one of the most guarded secrets in all history; certain people on the Rez can turn into wolves. Full blown, furry, huge claws, TAILS, AND PAWS, wolves. I will take that secret to my grave, I could never betray Sam's trust and tell. Besides, who would believe me? Maybe a few… a lot of people think they put something in the water at the Rez that bulks them up, but it's the wolf thing at work. Sam's 23 and he could pass as 30. It's crazy.

"Come back! You'll get hurt!" he all but screeches as I walked over to the edge of the cliffs, with a waterfall below. I'm what you call adventurous. I don't follow the rules, but I don't get caught. I know Sam won't tell because then I'd get in trouble, and be grounded. Meaning not seeing Sam for however long I do get grounded.

He told me about Imprinting because we tell each other everything. He told me I'm not his Imprint, and I'm kind of glad I'm not. Wow, that sounded terrible. Sam's a great guy, but I could never picture myself with him, as anything other than best friends. He told me that there is a chance he would imprint in his life, but he told me that his Imprint would never take my place. He said I'd always have a special place in his heart, and he'll always have a special place in mine. In a non-romantic way, of course. Purely familial.

"See Sam? I'm fine." I say in a told-you-so voice I have mastered quite well, as I'm standing on the rocky outcropping that looks over the vast Pacific Ocean. It is really beautiful. "I told yo—" I'm cut off as the rocks beneath me start crumbling. "Sam!" I scream in ultimate terror.

"Bella!" Sam screams. I can see everything and nothing. I see the complexity of everything in the world, but I also see the simplicity of it all. I wonder if this is what it's like when you die, and I hope it isn't. I don't want to die. I don't want to leave Sam or my dad, but mostly Sam. It sounds terrible, but I know for a fact Sam would be a lifeless zombie if I died. I know because that's how I was when Sam was practicing self-control with the wolf phasing before I knew about any of the secrets. Before then we were Sam and Bella, now we're Sam and Bella; best friends till death and after.