1 The thin mist that was rolling in from the sea blow me felt cool and cleansing to my heated skin. With the thoughts of Edward long behind me, carried away in a distant wind that had long since past. With the fore front on my mind focused on how my latest relationship ended, I couldn't help but think that I was cursed to a life of loneliness and heart ache.
Glancing to my left, I see the old, wet, pieces drift wood that me and Jake used to sit on...but that was before I found out that he turned into a horse sized wolf when he was angry, and before he imprinted on my former best friend Angela Webber. Emphasis on the former. But that was a story for different time and place.
Turning my head to look back out to the rolling waves of First Beach, I can see the huge 'wolves' La Push out of the corner of my eye. Thinking that now was the time to leave, I gracelessly turn on my heels and start to head back to the parking lot. Before I could get more then a few steps on, Sam, th alpha of the pack yelled out "Bella" in that booming and friendly voice of his.
'Just keep walking Bella, just keep walking' I thought to myself as I continued on my beeline toward my truck. With any hope of escaping confrontation escaping me, I look over and see Sam, Jared, and Paul jogging over to me less then six yards away now. I contemplated making a fun for it but with the moist sand and my clumsiness, the odds weren't in my favor. I was pulled from my thought of escape by Sam saying something that tugged at my heart and my tears sting my eyes.
"Emily misses you." with that simple statement, all the memories that I had been trying so hard to keep hidden behind thick walls, came crashing out with a renewed sadness that almost brought me to my knees. Stumbling forward, I reach out my hands and squinted my eyes shut while I waited for the hard impact of the ground that never came, instead, I was caught by a overly hot hand that sent tiny zings of electricity to race across my skin. Slowly opening my eyes, I look up to see Paul starring at me with a goofy gin that made him seem like a escaped mental patient. Dread filled me to the brim, causing me to momentarily forget my sadness over leaving Emily.
Narrowing my eyes, I say "Paul Meraz you better not have imprinted on me!" but knowing the La Push boys, he most likely did.
"Uh...ummm...Bella...uh your pretty," he finally managed to get out. Stuttering buffoon I think to myself.
Rubbing my temples, I feel the start of a migraine and let out a groan as Sam suggests the thin that might just be the end of me, "we need to have a pack meeting." And of course when he says pack, Jake is included...great, just great.
Nodding my head, I follow the giant boys to what I know will be a fun day.
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