One
I stared at the dull, navy blue in front of me, looking back on my life. Who was I? Easy. Embry Call. What was I? Not so easy… a werewolf, though. And I was the only one who hadn't imprinted, and it had been almost four years. When was 'she' coming? When could I feel that gravitational pull?
Luckily, that same day, I found 'her.' I walked home, kicking stones underneath my feet and accidently walked straight into the door of my house. I heard laughter from inside, it echoed out to my porch and backyard.
Slowly, I walked in and stopped. On my couch… my ratty old couch… sat the prettiest girl I'd ever laid eyes on. She sat there, looking back at me with a curiosity growing her soft brown eyes. Her face frame reminded me of an upside down tear drop, curving in at the bottom. Her cheekbones prominent, and her round cherry lips pursed, she had my attention in a millisecond.
All of a sudden, nothing else mattered. Just she… this girl I'd never met before… Just her and nobody else. At that moment, everything else in the world seemed secondary. Nothing topped this woman in front of me. All the strings in my life that tied me together… all the memories I had as a child just vanished. And what remained was only a golden light. This girl, with her soft curls and eyes… pale skin… She was my world now, and nothing else mattered except protecting her.
I would morph my life around her.
"Embry?"
I snapped out of the dream that was the girl in front of me. Reluctantly, I turned my head to the sound of my name being called.
Mom stared at me, her dark eyebrows knit together. Somebody coughed and she laughed nervously, rising from her seat. I took a minute to look around, seeing the new faces in my living room. There was the girl, an ash blond woman with cropped hair and long nails, Esme Cullen, a woman who was probably 'her' mother and another man I didn't recognize. But my eyes drifted only to the girl on my tattered couch who was now chewing on her pinky nail.
"Embry." My mom snapped, more sternly. I looked up at her, not realizing that I had gone into some kind of trance. That girl was so beautiful… honey colored highlights and an easy smile. Just the type of girl I needed. She released a vibrant aura that made me compel to her. Yet, she absentmindedly flapped her brown eye lashes in another direction.
"Yeah, Mom?"
"This is Ms. Newton…Ms. Cullen, Esme, dear; you haven't aged a day…" I laughed mentally. My mother might have known about werewolves, but not vampires. When I'd phased, all she asked me was what I was, if I needed anything and if I was safe. Beyond that would probably result in a heart attack or something. As she continued introducing them, I drifted off. My thoughts remained only on the girl. Did she know who I was?
"… and this is Angela Weber. She's stopping by, and decided to come with her mother…" My head snapped up. Angela, blushing scarlet, waved to me shyly and went back to looking at her hands.
She seemed so polite, like a rose petal…
"Embry, why don't you bring some water for us all? Shall we start tea?" I guessed my Mom had invited the guests for a small get together or something without telling me, because I had no clue about anybody coming over. If I had, I'd probably would have worn a shirt.
After a Ms. Newton and the man left, I was alone with Esme Cullen, Angela and Ms. Weber. We stared awkwardly around the room when Mom left to get some éclairs she made.
"Embry, darling how have you been? I haven't seen you in a while," Esme Cullen smiled up at me. After a slight grimace, I nodded politely, and she beamed.
"Good. How's Bella and Ne- I mean Edward?" Shit! Esme Cullen remained in her casual demeanor, and waved it off like casual spring Baylor.
"Their perfect; Edward is looking into becoming a business man. Isn't that lovely?"
I nodded. Suddenly, as if somebody called her name, Angela perked up. My attention diverted, once again, directly to her as I listened intently on what she had to say.
"Bella? Oh, Mrs. Cullen, are they at your home?" The Cullen woman stiffened, not knowing what answer to choose. She said:
"Yes… however, you just missed them. They went to Britain for a trip."
"Oh… please tell me when they get home. I haven't seen Bella in four years!" Esmee laughed, and my mom walked back in. I remained wondering about Angela's last meeting with Bella. How did they know each other? After the meeting was over, I walked behind Angela to the door. She turned around, gawking at me.
"Hi," I said shaking.
"Hey, I'm Angela. Embry?"
"Embry Call, that's me… Where do you live Angela?" I loved the way my mouth shaped around her name. Angelic Angela.
"Well, I'm staying with my parents until May ends. I need to finish the rest of my classes in June, so…"
"Where do you go to college?"
"Um, the University of Washington."
"Oh… I take my courses online," I lied easily. I didn't want her to think I was a stupid mutt. Visions of us in the future lightened my mood as she whispered good bye, and leaned in… Well, that didn't actually happen.
"Cool. Well, see you 'round." And just like that, she walked away from my heart. It started to bleed as pain racked my whole body. Where would she go? Would she be safe? I wanted to sprint after her, steal her and take her away to some faraway place where I would explore each and every corner of her personality.
She had now become the center of my universe.
