a/n: This primarily a first hand epitome of what happens when I procrastinate.
I had a Twilight marathon all day today - i read the novels when i was younger, and I always loved the Wolf Pack.
Firstly, because I am Native American descent, and secondly because they were flawed unlike the Cullen's who were frustratingly perfect.
The only vampire i loved was Rose. Bella was irritating to read, and i forced myself to read the second half of Breaking Dawn when i was 13 was because of Leah.
Anyways, enough with my pessimistic view of the Cullen's and Bella.
I adore Embry, and Seth. C:

"And now we will like to ask Seth Clearwater, graduating class of 2010's valedictorian please attend the stand?"

Seth wondered briefly as the crowd erupted with applause who on the Grad Committee's idea it was to host the event outdoors – with the heat pulsating around the swarming tables of his relatives and classmate's families, he decided that he should highly recommend an indoor celebration in the next year's affair. 'Appreciate the sun, you idiot. Go grab your certificate!' He heard Jacob howl within his mind, and flashing a glance over at the black – a smirk on his face while he leaned his body back into his chair with his arms folded – Seth only stood and lethargically strode to the stage where Principle Alexander stood still clapping while he moved. Seth contemplated his Princple's choice of tie's while he stared at the piece of fabric adorning Great Dane's.

The noise settled into silence while Seth grasped the microphone, and unfolding the heavily worn piece of paper that he revised 11 times, he pressed his lips together while his eyes still remained on his leather clad shoes that he borrowed from Sam – he felt the rush of heat claim his face.

'Let me see that pretty face', He heard Paul's laugh amidst the silence.

'You're making yourself look stupid', Jared was brutally truthful in his observation standing in the back.

'Don't start until I arrive!' Embry wasn't subtle in his lateness as he was on the highway nearing the school.

'Stand proud', It was finally Sam that actually got the young wolf to stare up at the myriad of peoples that gathered around him – peering, almost leaning into him intimidatingly, in await for his speech that he practised in front of the mirror for hours on end. His eyes lingered each of the attendants briefly as he coughed, preparing himself as he shifted awkwardly from leaning his weight from foot to foot.

Although when he opened his mouth, his mic dropped to the floor with a panging that caused the speakers to screech hideously, and in the back of his mind he thanked God for that, because nobody heard him utter curses when he acknowledged the girl sitting at the circular table reserved for the Chief's family.

'There's the sun, guys did you see the sun when you walked in? She's fucking right there! For fucksakes!'

Seth's inner monologue was cut short when the Principle plucked the electronic from the wooden floors of the stage and placed it back into the hands of Seth who was still staring at the girl swing her legs leisurely in her chair, tipping her head back and forth as she hummed a song that Seth heard across from the crowds of people. He smelt the wandering scent of burning wood she claimed that mingled with her father's musky fragrance, and spotted the dimples on her cheeks as she pressed her lips together – she was perfect right down from the beauty mark that claimed the skin beneath her left eye to the particular shade of mossy green that her eyes glimmered. Seth believed he never seen a girl so effortlessly flawless.

He stood, for a good ten seconds blatantly staring at the Chief's daughter, and it's when her legs paused from swinging back and forth did she realize that he was staring at her and blushed profusely – though shook this off and urged him to continue with a wave of her hand and a flash of a smile that took the radiance of the sky. Seth found himself off to a great start as he stuttered.

"T-T-Today we celebrate the end of a c-chapter of our lives, and continue t-to…" and suddenly, the speech that was almost engraved into his mind was vanished and replaced with the Sun's smile. He could stare at her endlessly and never be bored with that face.

'Jacob are you recording this?!' Paul's hollering of laughter was the only thing that sliced through the silence, 'Yes! Yes! More Seth, more!' And Seth pried his gaze away from the stunner to acknowledge that Jacob was indeed pulling out his cell to record his embarrassment.

"We're young and we will grow old and die and this will be one of the highlights of our lives" the ending was rushed, and Principle Alexander was flustered and evidently confused when Seth shoved the microphone back to him, and Seth tried pathetically to keep his mortification hidden while he retreated back to the table that his sister sat at, and judging by her glower and the quake of her body, she was desperately attempting to supress the change. His mother was worse as she shook her head.

'Fuck! Did I miss something good?' It was seldom that Embry cussed. Seth dropped his head to the white table cloth and prayed dreadfully to evaporate within the humid heat, though immediately felt his body pulse in objection once he felt the stare of the girl – and pivoting his neck, he spied the girl still smiling beamingly up at the stage while the ceremony continued, though immediately whipped his head back to face the table when her eyes met his through his strands of hair.

'Seth just imprinted during his speech, no worries – I documented the experience.' Jacob snarled in Seth's direction while his face was still planted in attempt to seclude himself as Jacob tucked his cell back into his pocket. 'Imprinted? On who?' Embry was undoubtedly curious while he frantically raced to the school from the highway, and hearing his roaring Diesel truck, Seth knew he was near.

'Chief's daughter, she looks 13' Jared's voice was monotonic; bored without Seth atop the stage making a fool of himself and with the idea that Kim was at Emily's preparing a feast afterwards. Though the roar of Embry's dodge came to a halt while he trekked through the multitude of people and weaved passed the attendee's to sit among Jacob's table of family, and anticipated watching the recording that Jacob hastily provided to the wolf.

They muffled their cackles while Principle Alexander wrapped up the event and announced a celebration dinner inside the school's gym – though Seth didn't hear a word.

As if a driven maniac, before anyone arose from their seats, he scoped out the Tribal Council's seating area and found the large worn in cowboy hat that had a beaded hide encircling it that his wife sewn for him. A smile was indented into Seth's face while he merged into the crowd of people naturally and found the elderly man in the midst of a conversation with a member of the Council, albeit cut the interaction with him short when he spied the Clearwater boy awaiting patiently for him in the corner of his eye.

"I sure hope to see your face around more" his smile was contagious, he held an uplifting aura that followed him relentlessly – Seth found himself tying his similarities with Santa Clause. "Yeah, I've applied for reception work at the Band Office – going to take a year off of school" Seth rubbed the back of his head in mild shame at the Chief's flattery. "Ah my boy, you better go back to school, you need to take my place when I resign" he barked a laugh that curled Seth's mouth even more – Tantre Datuwa was always voted back into Council for a consecutive decade, for good reason – he was kind person.

"Hello" her voice was echoed within Seth's mind, it was the lightest sound that he has ever heard in his life – all bells and violins, 'oh god, she's so lovely.'

In Seth's mild stupidity, he contemplated what to say to her, and nodded his head in the silence while Tantre watched his daughter's eyebrow quirk in confusion at the boy that just remained to stare at her, and all he could do was gruffly laugh at the situation at hand – he knew of Sam Uley and his pack, of the imprinting and the whole muddle of qualities that came to shifting into a great wolf – and knew that the boy that unrelentingly shined at his daughter was all consumed with her.

He patted Seth's back that immediately broke the trance, "I'll let you guys be, congratulations again, Seth."

Where's your girl at, Seth? Embry's resonance within him remained unacknowledged while he ran a free hand through his hair, "H-hey, what's your name?" he questioned, closing his eyes briefly to only process the words that ran through his mind rather than the faultless curve of her lips. "My names Eleanor" and almost abruptly in his awkwardness, Seth outreached a hand to for her to shake – although all he wanted to do was touch the angel.

"Do you like my dress? I made it within an hour, it was quite hard" her words spilled over each other and she grabbed the hems of the Ribbon dress and slightly swirled it as the ribbon's danced with her movement, and she giggled lightly while staring down at the fabric, though when she returned her vision up at the boy – his face was deadpanned and biting down on his bottom lip so harshly that Eleanor questioned his sanity yet once more.

Embry and Jacob sat at the now empty table still replaying the video for the umpteenth time, and still laughed with the fervour of when they watched it for the first time, and through Jacob's laughter, he gripped Embry's shoulder while he leaned over howling and pulled him back to face the duo that stood within the dispersing crowd, "His girl's right there!"

Embry's laughter died within his throat while his breathing altogether stopped in general.

'Fuck.'