Okay, so this is the first story I'll be writing on here (: I don't know too much about this website still, but if you guys could comment and review this that'd mean the world to me! I have a pretty hectic life with school and stuff, but I promise to write as much as I can!
Also, a few things to keep in mind: It's after Breaking Dawn, maybe a year or less, depending on what time of the year BD ended in. This takes place in the end of November right now. Also (this will come into play more later on), Paul never imprinted on Jacob's sister. xD
I hope you like it :D Even if you don't like the Leah&Paul ship (which I think would be cute, totally ^^), just keep your mind wide open for me! Enjoy!
It's amazing how day-by-day, Emily Young-Uley can get on my list.
It's not the good list, like "People I love so dearly" blah, blah, blah. I don't have a list like that. I'm talking about my list of "If I find out the day I die, the day before I plan on killing these people" list. Formerly known as my "When I'm dead I'm coming back to haunt these people" list, but I'm keeping my fingers crossed that I'll outlive them.
So far on the list I have: Isabella Swan-Cullen (For pretty much being born, and what she did to Jacob… nah, screw it. For being born.), Sam Uley (self-explanatory really), and all the Cullens (besides the mother hen one, it's hard not to like that damn bloodsucker).
Back when Emily, my cousin, ran off with Sam, my high school love, there was a time when she was briefly on the list. Then I phased and became a giant dog, which made me find out about 'imprinting" (god, I hate that word). So my morals pretty much forced me to take her off the list, since it wasn't totally her fault.
Yet if she keeps making my life harder than it is, she may just join her husband on my list.
For today, we were all at her and Sam's house. When I say we, I mean the whole pack (minus Jacob, for some reason), so I pretty much get stuck tagging along to their house and watching their perfect little life together. The whole pack was gorging out on whatever Emily would put in their direction to eat. Unlike me, they don't care about looking like pigs. I, on the other hand, try not to play into the whole "werewolves eat like wild animals" cliché the guys go for.
Just when I was about to ask if anyone has seen Jake, the door opens and in walks my best friend himself. "Hey guys," he grinned, and I tried to suppress a smile back. Jake was one of those guys where if he smiles, you feel like you should be smiling too. And he has a nice smile.
My smile completely faded, however, when I noticed what he was holding in his right hand: the hand of Renesmee Carlie Cullen, Jacob's half-leech imprint. You know what people say about people and their baggage? Little Nessie was definitely Jake's baggage. All fifty-two inches of scrawny, bronze-haired baggage.
The minute she walked in us wolves became dead silent, except for Seth Clearwater- my idiot brother- who ran over to them and cried, "Nessie!" then pulled her into a big hug. Yes, my little brother the leech lover. I'm so proud.
Everyone else awkward murmured their hellos. As comfortable with the Cullens as we are (you know, for being two species born to hate each other), the fact that a member of the pack imprinted on one of them is still really weird. Besides to Seth and Emily, of course.
"Renesmee, darling, come sit down! Can I get you a bite to eat?" Emily asked her, as she did every time the little demon kid came over. We all knew what she was going to say back to Emily too:
"Thanks Emily, but I'm eating later at home." Then she'll give her a sweet little smile that tries to make up for the fact that whatever she's eating tonight is probably getting its last breaths right now.
"Okay honey, well make yourself comfortable anyway," Emily motioned around the room, telling her to make herself at home. I don't get why, but Emily seems to love to have little Renesmee around. She thinks Nessie is the "cutest thing". It's obvious that it pains Sam every time Nessie steps in the house, while Emily just invites a vampire to hang out with them like it's totally normal. If either of the girls notices Sam's dismay, however, they don't show it. Personally I think Ness happens to be a little slow with the fact that no one likes her here (except for three people, but one of them is kind of obligated to like her), but that may just be because she was brought up spoiled at the Cullen house, making her believe everyone in the world loves her, just like her family.
"No thanks Em, we're not staying long," Renesmee beamed, and for a moment I thought I saw a rainbow coming out of her. The girl is that fucking cheery. "My mom just sent me here with Jake to invite you all to Christmas Eve at Grandpa Carlisle and Grandma Esme's house!"
Next to me, Paul- one of the pack members- started choking on his corn muffin. Next to him, Embry slammed Paul on the back to get him to stop choking. Looking around the room, I didn't need to be reading their minds to know what we were all thinking: Hell. No.
Even Jacob looked surprised by his little girlfriend's "announcement", which clearly proved that he wasn't the one to start this precious idea. His smile only faltered slightly though, so Nessie couldn't tell that the idea bugged him almost as much as it did us.
"Renesmee," Sam hesitantly began, "That's very nice of your family, but…" he trailed off, looking at Jake for some support.
But once Nessie looked up at Jake with her big brown eyes, we all knew whose side he'd be on.
"Well, I think it's a lovely idea!" Emily beamed, giving Sam so not the support he was looking for. "Don't you guys agree?"
Well, since she asked…
"No," I said, deadpan.
"Will you guys be serving food, or deer parts?" Paul jumped in after me, smirking.
"Besides, only Jake likes being in that house," I added, shrugging. "Plus they all hate us."
Nessie's face fell, which briefly reminded me of her mother, that bitch Isabella Swan. "Oh, but not all of them! Only Auntie Rose, and she hates a lot of people!"
Great, because that made me feel better.
"I wanna go…" Seth said to no one in particular. Renesmee must have heard him though, since she grinned over at him. I kicked him from under the table. Traitor.
"I think it'd be a lovely idea," Emily smiled, then walked over to Sam and wrapped her arms around him. "Don't you agree?"
Paul elbowed me lightly, and I looked over at him quickly and nodded. We were both thinking the same thing; Sam's either with us or against us. His decision time was now.
After a long silence, Sam let out a long breath. "Sounds fun," he looked over at Ness, and I swear her eyes looked like they were dancing. "We'll be there."
This was all because of goddamn imprinting. If there were no imprinting, Jacob and Sam wouldn't make us go to this. Ugh. Have I mentioned how much I hate imprinting?
"That's great!" Renesmee grinned, "I can't wait!"
And just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, Emily had to open her freaking mouth.
"Oh! I have an amazing idea!" We all looked at her blankly (except Sam with his usual adoring look for her, and Ness with her grinning-like-a-moron face). "What if we all do Secret Santa? I've been thinking about bringing it up for the pack, but I think it'd be more fun with the vampires too. I mean, maybe it could get you guys closer!" She was grinning with excitement. And us?
We kept looking at her blankly. The pack never does gift exchanges; last year I only got Seth something, and that's because he's my brother. I didn't even get Emily anything, if you want to count her as "the pack" (which I don't, but more and more she's been counting herself in the group she's not a part of, like Ginny in Harry Potter). This year wasn't going to be much different, though I was thinking about getting Jacob something. Last year I was hardly friends with the guy, but 365 days really do change a lot. Hell, I was even thinking of getting Paul something, because I saw this marshmallow shooter thing in Toys R' Us and I thought of him immediately.
But Secret Santa? That's just stupid. A bunch of werewolf guys who can't shop for themselves, let alone for dinosaur bloodsuckers who can have anything they really want? Lame.
So, naturally, Nessie eats the idea up. "I love it!" she squealed, "Auntie Alice will love it too! It sounds so much fun!"
"Yeah, fun," Sam and Jacob mumbled, and shot us all I'm sorry for getting you in this mess looks. I just narrowed my eyes at them.
"So, uh, are we doing that?" Quil hesitantly asked, probably not wanting to sound too excited or too upset about it. He's a big people pleaser.
"What is Secret Santa?" Paul asked, and I rolled my eyes.
"It's where you pick a name out of a hat full of people and get them a gift. Basically it's what friendless people sign up for so they have someone to buy gifts for." Emily frowned at me, seeming hurt that I didn't like her idea. Though she frowns at me a lot, so it's not like it was completely different than the other frowns.
"What if we do four weeks of gifts?" Seth looked at Emily and Renesmee, "Like on the first Saturday of December everyone gives a gift secretly to their person. Then as the Saturdays continue, the gifts get better and better!" he grinned, proud of his idea. "And then the last Saturday before Christmas is Christmas Eve, so then we can give the best gifts and find out who had us in the thing!"
Four weeks of shopping for one person? I can already say what my gifts will be for whomever I get: a gumball, a yo-yo, a bouncy ball and a ten-dollar gift card to the grocery store. Part of me kind of wants to get Emily; just so I can watch the satisfaction of her dreams crushed when Secret Santa isn't what she thought it'd be like.
"Sounds like a fun idea," I shrugged nonchalantly, "Let's do it." Everyone looked at me like I was insane. Once the most stubborn pack member agreed (a.k.a. me), the rest of them slowly agreed as well.
"This is amazing! I can't wait to tell Grandma Esme!" Renesmee grinned. Maybe it would be fun to get little Nessie in Secret Santa too… the gifts I would give that girl.
I smirked. Suddenly I couldn't wait for Christmas. Ho, ho, ho.
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