this is my first fanfic ever and its for a friend
ok so i want u guys to tell me wat u think. this is my first one...this is only part 1 of 3...i have the 2nd part done but for now all u get is 1...

Lauren was sitting on a rock formation deep inside the woods of Forks, Washington. With a sigh, she looked through the green patches of tree, up at the gray and rainy sky. Mumbling something about how miserable her life would be here, she heard a rustling movement behind her. Not scared easily, but also not used to the area, she turned around slowly. There was nothing there, but another noise came from a little farther back in the woods and she stood up and started walking towards it. “Is someone there?” When she spoke she tried to keep the edginess out of her voice but she knew it had been without success. About to give up and turn around, a figure appeared in front of her. It was a tall, gangly boy with sandy colored hair and he wasn’t wearing a shirt or shoes. He smiled at her, though his smile was a little lopsided and he looked like he was worried about something. Finally he spoke, “You know it’s pretty dangerous out here.” Taken aback, it took her a moment to say something in reply to him.
“Then why are you out here?” she asked.
“I live near here, not in these woods but…” He started stumbling for words before he finally stopped talking. Curiosity got the best of Lauren.
“What’s your name?” she asked him.
“Seth…Clearwater. And you?”
“Lauren Bailey.” He continued to smile at her and it was such a sweet and goofy smile that she couldn’t help but smile herself.
“Lets walk this way. Where do you live in Forks?” She thought about this a moment.
“I guess the only way to describe it is to say I live near the school.” she replied. “And you?”
“I live in La Push. It’s a reservation outside of Forks.”
“Then what are you doing all the way out here?”
“I like walking through the woods by myself. Its soothing.”
“One more question. Why are you only half dressed?” His smile widened as he stopped walking and faced her. When he stopped so did she and she turned to look at him. He placed the back of his hand on her cheek and she jumped back in surprise of how warm he was: it almost felt like he was on fire.
“That’s why.” he said and continued walking. It took a moment for her to come out of her daze but when she did she had to run to catch up with him.
“You walk pretty fast.” He just chuckled lightly and continued to walk as she followed silently. He walked her to the edge of the woods then left, saying only goodbye.
That weekend she drove up to La Push and asked around, finally finding where he was hiding out on the beach. As she walked through the soft sand, making no sounds, he seemed to sense her approach and turned to face her with a wide smile.
“What are you doing here?” he asked as she got closer. Shrugging, she sat on a bleach white tree that had been washed ashore. They both stared out to the ocean and watched the waves roll to shore. After a while they began talking. They new more about each other by the end of the day then most people new about their siblings. But it seemed to Lauren that he was keeping something from her. She tried not to let it bother her too much.