This is my first imprint story…my friend-cough-Tori-cough-said she would strangle me if I didn't start posting this story so…I'm going. Even though I really shouldn't because I'm in the middle of a few different stories-but I'm almost done with two of them. Ha. Here it is, hope you like it!

Oh. I would just to say that people don't give Paul enough credit. I LOVE him and after this story so did my friend. I just wanted to tell you…

I-sadly-don't own anything…

Playlist for Chapter:

I Walk Alone-Green Day

Paralyzer-Finger Eleven

Chapter 1--La Push Me Off A Cliff

Alex's POV

I am such a hypocrite. Why is that? It's because I'm moving back to La Push after I swore never to come here for any kind of non-temporary visit again.

You're probably wondering why exactly I hate this place so much, right? Well, that's easy. It's because Bert-my dad-is a complete and total ass hole and my mom, brother, and I left him and his tramp behind when I was six. Of course I still talk to him occasionally and I used to be forced to visit but it was always extremely awkward.

If it wasn't for my brother-Dane-and Leslie-his wife-I never would be coming to La Push again. Well, there's also the fact that I have no where to live, am desperate for college money, and if I can't find another place to stay Forks Community College is only fifteen minutes away. And I need money. A lot of money.

"Alex!" Dan said as I stepped out of my old car. I was enveloped in a tight hug and I squeezed him back just as hard. It really is unfortunate he decided to move back to this decrepit town-I really missed him and Les.

"Hey Dane!" I said with a little laugh. "Les!" I yelled as she speed walked out of the house and into a hug. "You do know that you shouldn't be running, right?" I asked as I looked at her huge belly. You should not be going anywhere near that pace at five months pregnant.

She rolled her eyes. "I was speed walking and you are just as bad as Dane. And I thought having you around would be fun," she said in mock disappointment.

"Oh yeah, your nineteen year old sister-in-law, stick up his butt husband, and all of your raging hormones in the same house. Sounds like a party," I said sarcastically.

"Hey!" Dane said as we laughed. "I don't have anything up my butt for your information," he said as he grabbed my bags.

"Sure," I muttered to Les before eyeing the rest of my bags. "So what have you guys been doing the last couple weeks? I haven't seen you since Mom's funeral," I said.

"Oh my gosh! You have to see the baby's room!" Les exclaimed as we headed toward the house. "Come on, we'll just drop off all your bags and then we'll show you Kicker's room," she said.

"Kicker?" I asked as she lead me down the hall.

"That's her nickname for the baby. My boy's going to be a soccer player," Dane said proudly as we entered the guest room.

"What if it's a girl?" Les asked.

"Nope. It's a boy. I can feel it," he said confidently.

"Mom told me you thought I was going be a boy too," I said rolling my eyes at him.

"You're close enough," he muttered with a smirk.

I glared and smacked his arm. "You're just jealous that your little sister can beat you up," I said.

"It's not my fault you used to have anger problems and that damn counselor suggested kick boxing," he muttered. I scowled at him. I hated it when he brought that up.

"Stop bickering you two, I want to show you the baby's room!" Les said impatiently. She grabbed my hand and practically dragged me across the hall to a pale green room complete with all baby accessories you could possibly imagine.

I smiled. "You guys are certainly prepared," I said as I looked at them. They were both ridiculously happy-it was so cute. I wish I could find someone who made me feel like that-just not here-I need to get out of her a.s.a.p. "Do you guys have any names picked out?" I asked curiously.

"Yes but it's a surprise," Les said happily.

"Why?" I whined. I wanted to be in the loop too.

"Hey. My mom doesn't even know yet-don't think you're getting off that easy," she said with a smirk. I stuck my tongue out at her and she poked hers back out at me.

Dane shook his head while we laughed. "You should probably get some sleep Alex, you had a long drive," he said.

"Okay, okay. See you guys in the morning. Job hunting! Woo!" I said with fake enthusiasm. Someone just La Push me off a cliff.


"Here's one," Dane said as we searched through wanted adds. "Boutique clerk; must have excellent fashion sense. Oh. Never mind then. You wouldn't even make it through the door," he said mockingly as he eyed my Levi's.

"Hey. These used to be yours," I said. They were his pants from…probably high school. I love Levi's. It's an obsession.

"Maybe I shouldn't have given to you," he muttered.

"You didn't give them to me. I stole them," I said cheekily.

He rolled his eyes as Les giggled. "Of course you did," he muttered.

"Oh! How about you work in the diner in town? I think my friend Emily knows the owner-I'll give her a call," Les said excitedly as she pried her phone from her pocket. She quickly pressed buttons and put the phone to her ear. "Hey Emily, it's Les…I'm good, how're you?…I have a question for you: you know the diner in town? Do you know who the owner is?…Really? My sister-law-is looking for a job and…Really?…Okay, she'll be there at three. Thanks Em!" she said before snapping her phone shut.

"So…?" I asked impatiently.

"You have an interview at three. If you get the job-which you will-you will be working Monday, Wednesday, and Friday mornings. So that means you get another job too," she said happily.

"Sweet," I said in approval. That could definitely work. "So how do you know Emily?" I asked curiously.

"We take birthing classes together-her husband Sam is just as nice as her too. They always have all these boys at their house and they're all so nice-and man they're huge!" she said and began ranting on and on about these guys as I started looking through the paper again. Hm…a job at the library. I could go for that.

"What time is that?" I asked, interrupting Les who was talking about how tall those guys are.

"Uh…quarter to two. Why?" Dane asked after looking at his watch.

"I'm going to the library," I said getting up from their kitchen table.

"The library?" Dane asked incredulously. "When did you decide that" he asked as I headed toward the door.

"Just now," I told him before running out the door and to my car. I hopped in and turned the key. It made this choking and sputtering noise. I groaned. "Not today," I moaned. I jumped out of the car and began sprinting toward the library. Thank God I was in track all those years.

I sprinted down the streets of La Push, ignoring the stares I got, and finally burst-quite literally-through the library doors. I walked calmly-well as calmly as a person desperate for college money can be-to the front desk and up to a gray haired woman with glasses and my same colored russet skin.

"Hello, how may I help you?" she asked easily.

"Um, I was wondering if you still interviewing for that job offer?" I asked. In the add it said the interviews were held yesterday and today from twelve to two-hence my previous running.

"Oh you're just in time, I was about to close up. Please, sit down," she said gesturing to the chair on the opposite side of the desk. "I'm Donna Walker-but please just call me Donna," she said with a smile.

"I'm Alex Swift," I smiled back.

"Well Alex, have you ever worked at a library before?" she asked, taking out a pad of paper and pencil.

"No but I read all the time and I know the book keeping system pretty well," I said.

"Do you have any other jobs?" she asked.

"No but I'm having another interview today at the diner down the street," I told her.

"How old are you dear?" she asked.

"I'll be twenty in a couple months," I said.

"And what would you be doing with all this money you'll be making?" she asked with a slight smile.

"It's all going to my college fund," I said with a sigh. My very, very small college fund thanks to the frigg'n fire.

She smiled. "Good. You're hired," she said decidedly.

I blinked. "Just like that?" I asked in disbelief.

"Just like that," she said. "You'll work Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturday mornings. 9:00 a.m. to 2:00 p.m."

"Wow. Thanks, I really appreciate it," I said standing up. I glanced down at myself. "I can wear nicer clothes if you want," I added.

"Oh no, just wear whatever you want. I'll make you a pin-on I.D. and that can be your only uniform," she said with a wave of her hand.

"Thanks, I'll see you Tuesday then," I said, still in a slight daze from how quick that went.

"Bye Alex," she said as she started jotting down more stuff on her note pad.

I walked out the door and smiled to myself. That was pretty easy. I checked my phone. That only took ten minutes. I flipped it open and dialed Dane, I do not want to walk back. "Hello?" he answered.

"Can you pick me up?" I asked.

"Alex, where did you go? Your car is still here," he said.

"I went to the library. I already told you that," I said rolling my eyes. Can you say short term memory loss?

"Oh yeah. Why did you go?" he asked.

"To get interviewed for a job there-I got it by the way," I said.

"That's great Alex but I'm surprised. Mrs. Walker is kind of a-" Dane was interrupted by a scuffling and low voices on the other side of the phone.

"Congratulations Alex!" Les said excitedly, she obviously jacked Dane's phone.

"Thanks Les, now am I going to walk back or is Dane going to get off his lazy ass and pick me up?" I asked half jokingly. It was surprisingly hot out here.

"Dane! Go pick her up!" Les commanded. I heard more scuffling and a familiar "Ow!" I loved having her on my side. "He's coming, see you in a bit!" she said.

"Bye," I said hanging up. I sighed and sat down on the library steps just as the door opened. I looked up to see Mrs. Walker unsteadily walking down the stairs. I jumped up and put my hand under her elbow. "Here," I said easily.

"Thank you Alex, what are you still doing here?" she asked.

"Well, I ran here and now I'm waiting for my ride," I told her honestly.

"Why did you run?" she asked in confusion, with a hint of amusement in her old eyes.

"I couldn't start my car and it was fifteen minutes till closing so…," I trailed off.

"You should talk to my grandson about your car-I'm sure he could fix it," she said. "I'll talk to him for you," she said certainly.

"Oh, you really don't have to do that," I said.

"It's no problem-I haven't seen him all week anyway," she said with a laugh.

"Okay," I said as we got to a little car parked on the curb. I could see I really wasn't going to win this one and I wasn't going to fight my new voice.

"I'll see you Tuesday," she said.

"Okay," I said again as she drove off. My brother pulled in right behind her. How convenient. "Hey," I said as I slid in the passenger seat.

"Don't 'hey' me Alexandra," he said in a mocking tone. "You got me hit with a wooden spoon!" he exclaimed.

"A wooden spoon?" I repeated with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes! And let me tell you; Les has an arm," he said. I rolled my eyes and laughed. I love Les.



"I'll call you if I need a ride," I told Dane as I hopped out of his car that was parked in front of the diner that was called "Sue's"

"Okay, see you in a little bit," he said before driving away.

I sighed and walked into the semi crowded diner and up to the counter where a tall boy with short head was. "How can I help you?" he asked with a smile.

"I have an interview at three…," I said.

"Oh, Emily's friend's sister-in-law," he said smiling.

"That would be me," I said.

"Sue's just about done with the last interview so it'll be a minute," he said.

"Okay," I said with a shrug.

"Can you do me a favor and get this job? No one really wants Lisa to get it," he said quietly.

"I'll try," I said glancing back at the booth the boy kept looking at. A girl of about sixteen was sitting across the booth from a fifty-something year old women. "That her?" I asked nodding in that direction.

"Yep," he said.

"What's so bad about her?" I asked curiously.

"She's kind of stalking one of my friends," he said.

"Really? If I were you I would find my friends suffering extremely entertaining," I joked.

"It was at first but now she bothers everyone else too," he said with a laugh.

"Oh, I see your problem then," I said nodding my head.

"Quil, is our last person here yet?" the woman called.

"Yep,' the boy-Quil-said. "Go ahead," he said, offering me a smile.

I stood up and sat where that last girl was after shaking the woman's hand. "Hello, I'm Sue Clearwater,' she said.

"Alex Swift," I said.

"Related to Leslie and Dane Swift?" she asked and I nodded. "They're very nice, is Dane your brother?" she asked with a smile.

"Yeah," I nodded. Does everybody know everybody in this town?

She nodded. "Do you have any job experience?" she asked, glancing down at some papers that were in front of her.

"Yeah, I worked at a coffee shop fro a while and I babysat and as of today I have a job at the library three days a week," I said.

"Mrs. Walker hired you?" she asked in disbelief. Okay, I don't get this at all. Mrs. Walker was really nice but Dane and Les and now Mrs. Clearwater are all completely shocked. Dane told me she is very hard to please but she seemed so nice.

"Uh…yeah. She's really nice," I said honestly. She reminded me of my grandmother.

"Well then if you passed her test you certainly pass mine," she said, still a bit shocked it seemed.

"I'm hired?" I asked in disbelief. Is she serious?

"Yes. I'm assuming you already know the hours?" she asked.

"Yeah," I said as she stood up. "Thanks," I said as I stood after her. Wow. Weird day.

"No problem, just be here at eight on Monday," she said before walking away. That was the weirdest interview I have ever had. As I walked passed Quil to the door I said, "Favor granted; you owe me."

"Thank God," he sighed as I walked out. I guess it's my lucky day.

So, I hope you like it. Please review!! I want to see what people think so far. The next chapter will be very…interesting. *wink* REVIEW PLEASE!!!