A/N: Okay, this is my first attempt at a oneshot, please, no flames. No, it has nothing to do with FL, or Scars, or RTM. I may add more chapters, but that's doubtful. I just thought of this the other day while I was doing homework. The question: Homework…or writing? Since I posted this, you can probably guess what I chose. What? Technically, I'm doing English. Lol…
Why?
Leah and Seth Clearwater were running. They're jobs –Seth: Bookseller, Leah: Bartender—had just ended for the night, and they had met up at the corner, like they had been doing for the past year. Only then, did it start raining.
As their feet hit the flooded sidewalks, water splashed, sloshing into they're sneakers and wetting the already sodden pair of skinny jeans Leah was wearing. The water being kicked up by the siblings continuously assaulted the bottoms of Seth's cargo shorts.
Up ahead, the two saw the dark shape of a bus stop. They exchanged a look and headed for the sheltered bench. In a matter of seconds, they reached it, they're breaths steady and normal. Leah sat down, despite her high body temperature, she felt chilled to the bone. The water absorbing clothes she was wearing, stuck to her as she brushed the dripping strands of hair from her face.
Seth sat down besides his sister. "The rain sucks." Said Leah, "You'd think I'd be used to it by now, living here all my crappy life, but it still sucks."
"I know," replied Seth, brushing back his floppy dark hair from his face, suddenly lit up with a boyish glee.
"No." stated Leah, knowing her brother far to well to not know what he was planning. "You are not breaking into singing in the rain."
The tall young man pouted jokingly, then straitened as he heard a noise no normal human could hear. "Hey Embry," Seth said without turning around.
"Dude. At least let me try to sneak up on you!" Embry cried out, over the loud thudding of rain against roof.
"Embry," said Leah, rolling her eyes, "You need to have some kind of power that dulled our senses, if you expect us not to hear you coming."
He sighed, coming to sit beside the Clearwaters. "Whatever. Horrible weather tonight eh?"
"You got that right," said Seth. Silence ensued.
For half an hour as the rain cascaded, the three sat in silence. Once in a while, one of them would try to say something, then stop, not having said anything. Although, each knew what was on the others mind.
Leah fidgeted, Seth cleared his throat, and Embry moved his sneakers through the puddles at his feet.
"Okay." Leah started, "I just was thinking…" her words seemed to rouse Seth from his thoughts.
He said, "I was just wondering"
The brother and sister could not voice their thoughts. Embry finished for them, "About imprinting."
"Yeah." Said Seth. Leah nodded.
"You guys think we even have a chance?" asked Embry.
Seth looked at the falling rain, "You know how I always think we have a chance?" he asked, "Sometimes, I just…I just…I don't know. You know? We're the only ones and it's been what?"
"Six years, three months and some odd days." Answered Leah. Seth and Embry looked at her, astonished. Realizing her mistake, Leah blushed.
Embry stared at her, "How the hell do you know that?"
She hung her head, knowing her secret had been blown, "I have a good sense of time?" Leah tried. As expected, Seth and Embry didn't believe her.
"Sam." The two said together. "He dumped you the year before, and then there's always the fact that you hate being a shifter." Seth finished.
"Would you two morons stop inquiring into my personal life?" she asked.
"We're just stating the all too obvious facts." Replied Embry. Leah rolled her eyes.
"Whatever. I don't care." She said, crossing her arms. They all knew the lie; they all knew it had been about imprinting. After the first few years, Leah had taken a new route. She didn't care anymore. That was what she told everybody. Of course, no one believed her.
To break the silence that had followed Leah's statement, Embry asked, "So…how about those Nationals huh?"
Leah snorted, "You're talking about a baseball team. In winter." She stated, "Nice sense of time."
"I know, right?" Embry said with a sarcastic expression plastered across his face.
"How the hell does it happen?" asked Seth.
"I don't know," said Embry, "they say it just 'happens'"
Leah stated what they were all thinking, "Then why in god's name hasn't it happened to us?"
A/N: Thanks to whoever actually read this, please R+R!
