Disclaimer: SM owns everything you recognize. I only own my OCs (and there's going to be a lot of them).
Melissa's POV
"Seth, I love you and all, but you need to get out of my way." I was getting frustrated. "Seriously, do you have to hover in the kitchen when I'm trying to make dinner?"
"I'm sorry." He said kissing my neck.
I sighed, "Seth, she's going to be here any minute and I have a ton more to do."
"Isn't she always an hour late?"
"Yes, but that's why I told her dinner was at 6 and now it's almost 7 and-" He stopped my rambling with a kiss.
"Seth." I breathed.
"Ok, ok I'll leave you be." Emily walked into the kitchen.
"Need any help?" She asked.
"Em, you always cook for us, it's my turn to cook for you." She shook her head.
"It's no problem. I love to cook." Half her face turned up in a smile.
"I'll help too." Kim said.
"You sure?" They both nodded their head in agreement. "Okay then, Emily could you please set the table and Kim could you put the rolls in the oven." They both went to man their stations. I took a deep breath. It's ok Melissa, you've got this. I smiled and went back to chopping the cucumbers for the salad.
Maria's POV
"Will you hurry your ass up?" I asked Cristiano impatiently. I was starting to feel claustrophobic now that everyone had stood up grabbing their luggage from the overhead compartments.
"Why? We can't get out of our row even if we tried. Besides it's not my friend that we're visiting."
"Well no shit. You don't have any friends."
"Haha. Good one sis." He said giving my shoulder a slight shove. There was finally a break in the crowd of people, letting us sneak our way into the walkway. He easily grabbed our luggage from overhead, handing me my two carry-on bags.
"I don't understand why you packed so much; we're only going to be here for two days."
"Because I don't know what I want to wear for those two days." I said.
"Do you decided to pack half your closet?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Well a girl needs options!" We inched our way off of the plane. "Could these people move any slower? I swear you'd think that they were walking to their execution, not off a cramped plane!"
"You could always push them out of the way."
"Yeah because if I do that they totally won't think I hid a bomb or anything." The woman in front of us wrapped a protective arm around her child and took a nervous glance sideways. "Way to go Chris now they think I'm a terrorist!" I yelled thrusting a hand in the woman's direction. He rolled his eyes.
"Quit your bitching. At least you aren't spending your military leave with strangers."
"She said I could bring a guest!"
"Pretty sure she meant Marco."
"Yeah, well you're the best I could do on short notice."
"I feel so loved."
"Yeah, well you should."
We finally walked off the plane. I lead the way, maneuvering through the mass of people.
"Will you wait up?" Chris called after me. I turned around to see him struggling to weave in between clusters of people. I tapped my foot anxiously waiting for him to catch up; when he did I set off for the restrooms.
"I need to change." I informed him taking my luggage with me. I went to the handicap stall so I would have more room to change. I set my bags on the floor, unzipped the larger of the two and took out a floral sundress with a knit belt. I threw my sweatpants and tank top in the bag, flung on the dress, zipped my bag and ran out of the stall to the counter. There I touched up my makeup and put my frizzy hair in a side braid. "Looks good." I picked up my baggage then exited the restroom.
Outside I saw Chris had changed as well into a dark washed jean and form fitting Army shirt. We exchanged a head nod then started for the rental car place next to the airport
Melissa's POV
I felt like a mad women running around the kitchen barking out orders and I only have 8 people to feed. Lord only knows how Emily does this three times a day while raising two kids.
"Now remember people, she doesn't know about the uh-" I thought of how to word it "thing."
"The thing?" Jared asked laughing.
"Jared I have a knife and I'm not afraid to use it." I told him sternly which only caused his laugher to increase.
"It would do no good. Hello, I'm a werewolf. I heal quickly."
"Fine then. Kim has sex and she's not afraid to not use it!" That stopped his laughter. I turned to Kim who had a subtle blush on her cheeks.
"No need to worry Mel. We can't tell her." Sam said.
"Yeah but you guys are so used to talking freely here I don't want anything to slip like with Embry's mom."
"I understand and we will try extra hard not to slip with her here."
"Thanks Sam." I turned to Seth, "I'm going to go change real quick." He nodded his head as I left the room.
Maria's POV
"Recalculating." The Garmin said for the hundredth time since we left the airport.
"Shut up!" We both yelled at the same time.
"In point 4 miles turn left on Quileute Street."
"Quileute Street? Seriously?" Chris asked laughing.
"Be nice!" I scolded.
"Ok then, mom."
"In point 1 miles arriving at address on right."
"Thank God." He pulled the car into the driveway and turned off the engine.
Melissa's POV
After changing into a floral skirt and blue shirt I raced down the stairs.
"How do I look?" I asked.
"Beautiful." Seth replied looking star stuck.
"Anyone but Seth."
"Gorgeous." Emily and Kim said at the same time.
"They're here." Jared said using an eerie voice.
"Jesus, Jared. You sound like the fucking Poltergeist or something." Seth said.
"Language!" I scolded.
Ding. Dong.
I hurried to the door, excited to see my former Sorority Sister. My heart was racing. Besides Seth, her approval means the most to me. She had saved me from making bad decisions back in college and when Seth and I had taken a break when he told me he was a werewolf she was the one who talked me into getting back together with him. She knows when I'm sad or mad even before Seth does. She's like a sister to me.
I glance at the mirror in the foyer and smoothed down a few fly away hairs. Taking a deep breath I flung open the door.
"MELISSA!" She screamed, attacking me in a hug.
"MARIA!" I yelled back at an equally ear-piercing level, throwing my arms around hers.
"Good God. Could you two be any more annoying?" a semi-familiar voice said. I peered around Maria to see a face I wasn't expecting.
"Chris?" I asked. I had only seen him once before and that was two years ago.
"The one and only."
"Actually there are-" Maria started but was cut off by Chris.
"Shut up. You know what I mean."
"Well come on in! You two must be exhausted!" I ushered them into the house.
Maria's POV
I glared daggers into the back of Chris' head as we followed Melissa through her house. She stopped in front of three very tall men and two normal-sized females.
"This is Seth-who you already know- . and Jared, Kim, Sam and Emily." She pointed to each one as she said their name.
I shook their hands, "Nice to meet you."
"So you must be Maria-" the girl-Kim I think it was- said with a small smile, "and you must be Marco." She glanced in my brother's direction. Chris found that hilarious, erupting in laughter almost loud enough to shake the house. The Kim-girl looked confused.
"That's my brother Cristiano. Marco couldn't make it."
"Oh that's too bad." I nodded my head. "Was he sick?" Melissa asked. I shook my head.
"No. He's on a uh-vacation. Yeah, a vacation." Chris laughed even louder.
"A vacation? Ha! I don't really think prison is a 'vacation'." He put air quotes around 'vacation'.
"CHRIS! You promised you wouldn't bring that up!" I screamed.
"No. I promised I wouldn't say why he was in prison. I never promised that I wouldn't say that he was in prison." I turned to Melissa who pursed her lips. Great. I thought, The one person's who's opinion matters most to me is disappointed. Fan-freaking-tastic!
"He hasn't been convicted yet." I defended.
"They have so much evidence that not even a deal with the Devil could set him free."
"Shut up Cristiano!"
"Okay then Mariana!" I narrowed my eyes, which he gladly returned with a glare of his own.
"It's okay." Melissa said, successfully ending our argument like the last time she met Chris. She gave me a We'll-Talk-Later look. "The food's going to get cold." Her friends trailing behind her to the dining room. When Chris went to follow them I yanked his arm back.
"What?" he asked confused. I waited until they had all left before I slapped his arm. "OW! What the hell was that for?" he whined.
"What the hell do you think? Look, I know that you don't want to be here right now but you don't have to act like a fucking five year old about it! I mean seriously! Come on. You know what I meant when I made you promise."
"Yeah, well I wasn't the one who decided to date a drug dealer."
"I didn't know he dealt!"
"That doesn't fucking matter Mare."
"Can you just please put on a fake smile and try to act civilized? Because if you don't I will tell Sally that you cheated on her." The fact that he cheat on his fiancée was the only thing I could hold over his head to convince him to come with me.
"Fine!"
"Thank you." I walked into the other room where people were already seated, a reluctant Chris following. The air felt tense, reminding me of junior high when someone would walk in the room right after my friends and I were talking about them. Well this is going to be a long evening.
A/N: this is my first fanfic so please be gentle. Anything I can improve on? Just let me know:)