Sable POV
I walked slowly away from my broken down car. I couldn't believe my luck, I was miles from nowhere. Why did my luck keeping getting worse. I knew I shouldn't have left Seattle in my state of mind. I had just been dumped, after two years I was tossed away like the nothing more then an old pair of shoes. I had to get away. Ralphie had taken me out for a night on the town, which I hadn't known was going to be our last date. Good ole Ralphie figured it would be easier if we had one last date. Fucking idiot! I couldn't believe how cruel he was, so after our nice night out he took me to me home and kissed me, then dumped me. I packed my things, that is everything I hadn't thrown at him and left our studio apartment. I didn't know where to go, so I drove to the ferry, drove on and sulked all the way to Bremerton. Then I just started to drive, I know I should have checked my oil when I gassed up at the 7 11, but I so wanted to get moving again. When the engine began knocking somewhere on the outskirts of LaPush, I knew I had killed my Old Faithful.
So here I was twenty miles between Forks and LaPush, on what I read on the map was the Quileute Indian Reservation. My stupid pre paid phone of course had no service and wouldn't you know I was still wearing my best party dress and heels. After a mile I was basically dragging my little gold shoulder bag, I so hated the outdoors. It had been nearly an hour since I broke down and not one car had passed me. I couldn't believe I had taken this route. As I walked on I thought I heard the sound of a motor, I was afraid to turn around, the vehicle might just be my imagination. The loud motor seemed to be running quite fast, it was loud and got considerably louder as it came closer. Then it rumbled past me at about 60 mph. The wind caused my hair to swirl around my head. Then the old pickup seemed to go out of control and ran toward the ditch. I covered my eyes, I didn't want to see them wreck. The driver hit the brakes and burned rubber for nearly 50 ft. Then the driver and two passengers hopped out.
Embry POV.
Seth, Colin and I were headed back to LaPush, after dropping Jake off at the Cullens. When we passed a broke down VW Bug on the side of the road. We went about a mile and a half further and saw a bright red scarf lying on the rode. We were puzzled, we continued on and as we rounded the bend in the road we sped past a curvy Anglo chick with long wavy brown hair and legs that went on for ever, she was wearing high heels and a dress that didn't leave much to the imagination. Our eyes were locked on the beauty when I noticed I was headed for the ditch and hit the brakes. I left massive skid marks behind us and nearly flipped my old Chevy step side. When we came to a stop we piled out and all looked at the skid mark and then at the girl. She was standing there with her hands covering her face, apparently she hadn't wanted watch us crash and burn.
As we stood there she finally spread her fingers and peeked through.
"Oh! Thank Goodness! You're all okay." She stated as she trotted up to us. I looked at her shoes. How in the world was she moving so fast on those things. "I'm so glad you stopped though. Can you help me, my Bug took a powder?" She kept coming closer. I looked over at Seth and Colin, their mouths were both open wide in disbelief. I shook my head and waited for her to reach us.
"Oh! Thank you for waiting." She said and looked at my bros. "You know, you're going to attract flies with your mouths open like that." She reached out and pushed Seth's mouth shut with her finger tips. I couldn't stand it, I burst out laughing. Seth and Colin snapped out of it and glared at me.
"You could have told us we were gawking." Colin raged at me. Seth was still staring at the girl, his face a little more flushed then usual. I appraised the chick again and noticed that she was lovely, but probably only about 5'1 with out her shoes. A tiny Anglo chick standing there looking like she had just stepped off the pages of a modeling magazine.