A/N: Yes, I'm starting a new story and no, it is not any of the ones I had posted on my profile. Why? Because this idea came to me and I just ran with it. So yay! Hopefully you like it because it's full of Embry, Embry and more Embry. And who doesn't love him?
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, or else it would be about the wolves.
As far back as I could remember, it had been the five of us and we were inseparable.
There was Jake who always had a smile on his face, and was the person who everyone went to if they needed a shoulder to cry on or someone to give advice. Quil, our resident jokester who was always able to make us laugh, only because it was hilarious to watch him get shot down by senior girls and get into trouble with their boyfriends.
Embry was the quiet one. He didn't always say much, but our group still wouldn't have been complete without him. Jessica was my best friend, who was just as equally quiet as Embry, except when she was around us. I guess that's why they got along so well. They were that couple, the one that everyone knew about because they had been together since the sixth grade.
And then there was me. I don't really know how to describe myself, all I know is that without my group of friends, I wouldn't be complete.
And that's how it used to be for all of us. One of us would look so out of place without the other four surrounding us.
Until Embry disappeared, that is. Even though he lived two houses down, he was nowhere to be found. Even his own mother was beside herself with worry, because she hadn't seen him either. And then all of a sudden, he was back.
But at the same time, he wasn't. He was different. Bigger, taller and he was hanging around with Jared and that jerk Paul, instead of us. He was still quiet, but it wasn't his usual silence. It was an angry silence.
And he refused to look at any of us.
It was bearable, until Jake went next. And then Quil. And it was the same thing. Neither of them would look nor talk to Jessica or I. After a while, it became strange to see one of them without Jared or Paul around, like they were incomplete without them.
So the only thing I could do was look from afar and wonder when things had gotten so backwards.
