Waking up the next day was weird. I wasn't used to sleeping in a bed let alone having a whole room to myself. For the last 3 months I've been sleeping on Monie's couch. And while I do miss Monie, I most certainly do not miss that couch. It was old and smelled like smoke the pull-out mattress sucked so bad you were better off sleeping on the couch itself. But here the bed was soft and had an earthy smell to it, the blankets were also fresh. As I looked around the room, I couldn't help but smile. This was mine all, mine, Sam told me. I could decorate it however I wanted, skies the limit. I was on the first floor while Sam and Emily were on the second. My view was of the woods out back. It was a nice change from the railroad tracks behind Monie's house. Speaking of railroad tracks, it was also quite out here. It was almost soothing to be honest. As I sat up and stretched, I heard something not so soothing as the front door slammed open.

"Morning, Em what's for breakfast?"

That wasn't Sam's voice I thought.

"Morning Emily,"

"Hey good morning,"

"Morning!"

It must be those kids Sam and Emily were talking about. I looked down at my phone, 5:30 it read.

"What in tarnation," I whispered. I know Sam said we were going to have an early start but isn't 5:30 too early?

*KNOCK KNOCK*

"Phi!" Sam yelled, "Get up and come eat before food's gone."

"Phi?" I heard someone question, "Who's that Sam?"

"Wow Quil it's like you don't even listen. Sam's sister is here." I heard another voice announce as I stood out of bed and threw on a hoodie.

"That's right," Emily's voice came through the door, "Ophelia is here so I expect you boys to be on your best behaviors."

I grabbed a hair tie and wrapped my hair up before looking up at the door. They were all waiting for me to walk out I knew. I don't know why I'm so nervous it's just a bunch of kids. I walked up to the door and opened it when I saw Emily setting out food on the counters. Sam and five other men, not boys sitting next to him at the table. They were all staring at me some with grins and one looked like he was too cool to be here.

"Umm, Good Morning." I waved.

"So, you're the legendary Ophelia?"

I looked over and smiled, so Sam's been talking about me, "Yeah that's me," I smirked as I pulled up at chair in front of "Mr. Too Cool for School".

He looked at me up and down and smirked back, "I have to say I'm not really impressed."

My smirked dropped, "Yeah and who are you?" I questioned as I crossed my arms not impressed by him either.

"Name's Paul. That's Jarred, Embry, Jacob, and the big mouth is Quil."

"Hey!" Quil shouted.

They were huge, almost as big as Sam. They reminded me of Sam when we met for the first time after Mom's funeral, huge, lengthy and full of attitude.

"So, you're my community service buddies?" I asked as I went over and started grabbing breakfast. If they're anything like Sam, you don't have to tell me twice to eat first.

"That's right," The one named Jacob popped up, "You need community service hours. What did you do?"

Well at least Sam's not letting all my secrets out. I took a bite of my pancakes and smirked, "I stole a car."

"What!" They yelled, "Really?"

"No, you dummies."

They were pretty cute I had to admit. I could see way Emily kept them around.

"So," Jacob asked, "What really happened."

I took a sip of my milk, "Wouldn't you like to know."

"I mean hints the reason why we're asking" He smirked.

To be honest I really did want to tell them, but the fact that Sam did spill the beans kind of mean maybe I shouldn't either. I really didn't want these boys to judge me so hard right off the bat and especially not for something like this. They could give me crap for my attitude, looks, and even family, but don't judge me on the choices in my darkest times. I know that sounds stupid, but I believe that everyone should have a second chance to redeem themselves and maybe this was my chance to do it. I was going to give them another smart-ass answer, but Sam had beaten me to it.

"Don't worry about it get your breakfast and let's go." Sam ordered and to my surprise Jacob shut his mouth and started to grab a plate.

"How was your night Phi?" I looked over and saw Emily sit next to me.

"I was amazing Emily. That bed so soft it was like sleeping on a cloud!"

"So what, it's a bed don't need to act like you haven't slept in one before," Paul bitched.

"PAUL!" Sam barked

"It's not that I haven't slept in one before it's just that it's been a while. No need to be a dick about it. I was simply thanking Emily," I told him as I took another bite.

Paul rolled his eyes and went back to eating.

Emily sighed and smiled at me, "Well I'm glad you enjoy your room. If you need anything let me know and we can go shopping."

"Thanks Em. But I don't really need much. Plus, I can pay for it I need to get a job anyways," I looked over at Sam, "Say All Holy Indian Chief anyone hiring around here?"

Sam rolled his eyes as he leaned against the wall, "Why? You don't need a job."

I rolled my eyes back, "Yes I do if I'm staying here for a while, I'm going to need to make money somehow. I can't keep relying on you and Em to support me."

He tapped his chin, "I guess that be nice, it would at least get you out of the house for a while. I'll look around see what I can find you."

"Sweet!" I squealed, "Thanks Sam."

He nodded his head and walked out of the room, "Come on let's go it's 6. If we get started now, your dad's house should be repainted before it gets too hot Jacob."

I looked over at Jacob, "We're fixing up your house?"

He shrugged his shoulders, "Yeah, dad can't really about to do much in his chair and I can only do so much by myself. The tribe really does a good job in making sure everyone's okay here."

That's cool I thought. It's like this place seems like it's just one giant family with everyone doing their part to help. Not that I would ever tell him this but I'm pretty proud of Sam, he's gone a long way from being a bratty kid with attitude and seems to be quite respected in the tribe. I could only imagine having that much respect anywhere.

"Oh, and by the way," Jacob commented, "Sue Clearwater's looking for a hostess at her diner if you're interested."

Clearwater… I swear I've heard that name before.

"A hostess. That's not too hard." Being a hostess was probably one of the easiest jobs in the serving industry. Sure, why not and if I ask for it, Sam won't have to worry about asking for me.

"Yeah, her daughter Leah was their hostess, but she's now a server, so the jobs open."

Oh shit… I know where that name came from now. Leah Clearwater was Sam's ex-girlfriend. They were high school sweethearts until mom died. They did everything together; it was so annoying. I swore they were going to get married. Hell, he proposed to her after graduation. But after mom died Sam ran off and went missing for a few days and when he came back it was almost like someone replaced him. He wasn't the same playful Sam I grew up with. He was more serious and angrier. He dumped Leah and cut all ties with me and her. Neither one of us you could say were the same since.

"I don't know Jacob," I told him as I leaned back into my chair, "Leah probably doesn't want to see my face."

He rolled his eyes, "A jobs a job and it's one of the only ones here in La Push the only other place is Forks, but I doubt Sam would let you get one out there."

A gave him the "you're probably right face.", "Yeah I guess so and who knows it's been about 3 years she probably won't even remember me."

Jacob laughed, "I don't think she's as stupid as you make her out to be."

I shrugged my shoulders, "True, but don't you think it's weird working with your brother's ex?"

"You women make everything weird," Jarred commented, "Just go up and take the job Sue won't say no to you."

I gave him a look, "Yeah and how do you know. I have no restaurant experience. Maybe she's looking for someone she doesn't have to train."

"Oh please," Paul said, "How hard can it be your just sitting people."

I sighed, "True I guess your right I'll go later today after we get done painting, I guess. So, does the whole family work there."

"For the most part," Quil piped up, "Harry handles the paperwork, Sue is the manager, Leah is a waitress and Seth is the busboy."

Oh yeah, I had forgotten about Seth. Me and him used to hang out a lot when the four of us would go out. Sam and Leah would usually go off and do their own thing while leaving me to babysit Seth. He was cool for a kid I guess you could say. He wasn't annoying and didn't try to suck the life out of me when we hung out. He was cute though he used to have a crush on me and would always try to act older than he really was.

Sam shoved me, "Look at you doing big girl things. Now come on everyone let's go I want to get this over before it get too hot."

I rolled my eye, "How hot is too hot for you. It gets what, max 70 degrees up here."

He turned around and gave me a look, "You wanna paint all day or do you want to go and apply to the job?"

"Okay, okay," I waved down, "Let's go."