Preface
Embry was always the shy wolf of the pack. He was the quiet, sensible, one, but once he was comfortable around you he was just like any other teenage boy... At least that's how Embry used to be. Now, he's not as quiet, but is still as sensible as he was before.
Now, Embry Call has girls from La Push, and Forks, fawning all over him. Nobody understood why it was him that got the most attention, Embry didn't even understand it, himself. But that didn't stop Embry from dating some of the girls that came his way, and that's to say that he's not as innocent as everybody thought. He had lost his virginity before Quil, and Jake, but he didn't just hop in bed with the first girl he dated. It took until his fifth girlfriend, Kayla, before he lost his virginity, and they both lost it together. He loved her, and she loved him, but she was moving to California and they wouldn't be able to see each other. The sex was just a goodbye thing, that lasted a weekend.
After Kayla, sex became a regular thing in many of his relationships, and he improved with every time he did it. Not to say that he jumped from girl to girl, because he didn't. All if his relationships lasted quiet a few months, his relationship with Kayla had lasted almost a year. And for that year, Sam was always badgering him to break up with her, cause she wasn't his imprint. Embry didn't care, they both loved each other, and that's all they cared about. Embry tried his hardest to make Kayla happy, and not look at other girls, just in case he might imprint. He didn't want anybody but Kayla, and she thought it was so amazing how Embry never looked at any other girl, but her.
Still, Kayla was from Forks, and it was a strain on them,when they were apart, but one was always at the others house on weekends and after school. Embry was never made fun of by the Forks teens, but Kayla was made fun of by the teens in La Push, mainly Paul, the others didn't really care. Jake didn't care because he was in love with Bella, but now he has Nessie, and Quil was too wrapped up in Claire to notice. Kayla had vampire pale skin, a light dusting of freckles across her cheeks, petal pink cheeks and lips, perfect smile, and ginger hair. You can see why she was made fun of by the La Push residents, but she was just perfect for Embry.
Now, Embry is 22, and working in Jake's garage. There was no need for him to go to college, he already knew everything about mechanics from first hand experience. He still keeps in touch with Kayla, but they've both started seeing other people. Guess it is true when they say that you never forget your first time, or first love. Yet, that made Embry loath imprinting with his whole being... He didn't want his wolf interfering with his love life. He wanted to fall in love with someone that he loved, not his wolf. So far... it seemed like the only one he wanted was Kayla, and his wolf hadn't stopped him from having her. But, still... he's moved on, but kept in touch with Kayla.
Jake and Nessie were finally getting married, and Quil insisted on taking everybody to this nightclub in Port Angeles. Surprisingly, everyone agreed... So, Embry dressed in a white T-shirt, black jeans, a black leather jacket, and black converse. He ran his hand through his hair, so it was out of his eyes, but it would end up falling back in his left eye, later on, as it falls back into the part on the right side of his head. His hair wasn't as long as it was, before his wolf days. Now, it was just long enough to cover his eyes, even though he keeps it brushed back by raking his hand through his hair, when it gets in his eyes. He has facial hair, but decides to keep a, light, mustache instead of a go-T, like the light one Jacob keeps.
Embry sprayed on cologne, made sure he had money, and his ID, in his wallet, stuffed his wallet in his back pocket, put his phone in his jacket pocket, and ran his hand back through his hair once more. He looked around his bedroom one last time before nodding his head in approval that he had everything. He turned off his light, went down the stairs, turned off his living room light, grabbed his keys off the hook at the door, locked the door, and shut it behind him. He hopped into his Ford F150 Raptor and started it... praying to every possible deity he knew that he wouldn't imprint, tonight.
Author's Note: This takes place five years after Breaking Dawn. Hope you stick around for more. Review? :3