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"I think you should be more careful when you are taking Snots for a walk." My sister stared me in the eye. She has always been over-paranoid. What bad could happen in La Push?

Nothing.

It was the same thing day after day.

Get ready.

School.

Homework.

Dinner.

Sleep.

Though something would change occasionally, like going out with my sister, Lillian, to a local restaurant. "A local restaurant" is an overstatement considering it was the only restaurant; "Sue's" was a homestead for the people in La Push.

I continued to stare at my sister as she yapped on about "wolves," "killings," and "not safe." She had always been overprotective. She had become worse ever since she married Eric Applegate and moved to Seattle. Something about not being here twenty-four seven to make sure I was alright. Taylor wasn't ever this bad.

Lillian has always been sweet, and with her large, brown eyes she reminded me of a doe. Not in the timid way, but in the willing to protect her young with a ferocity way. So much like our mom, it was uncanny.

I put my hand on top of hers; her hand was warmer and softer. "I will stray towards the more popular areas, I promise."

That was the absolute truth. There have been rumors of giant bears and I wasn't willing to test it. Sure, I knew the basic survival tricks against a bear, but I am not positive that I could apply them in the situation.

We continued on like that: her giving long speeches and me giving her the shortest answers that I could. It was routine between us. Something that was normal.

Normal until we heard the chime of the door and loud laughter coming through to us. We both looked up at the same time.

Six men.

Six beautiful men.

I could practically feel every girl and woman take a collective sigh.

The La Push Gang aka The Unattainable. Something that my friend had come up with after trying to catch their attention often, and sadly failing repeatedly.

It was easy to see why; Sam Uley had Emily Young who was beautiful even after the bear attack (another reason why I wasn't willing to walk Snot's anywhere near the woods). Jared Cameron and Kim Hewitt where inseparable and Kim has had a crush on him since she was a kid. Quil Ateara was most likely gay because he never took any interest in girls and spends his days dressing up as a princess for Emily's daughter or something. Seth was, well ... not really a man, considering he was our age, but he had the looks of a man. Probably why his sister's best friend became a cradle robber.

That left Embry Call and Paul Lahote. Both were very off limits and that made them more attractive. Embry had the sweet and caring vibe while Paul was rugged and passionate.

They grabbed a large table close to the door and happily (in my opinion) in open viewing to Lillian and I.

I sighed in content as I looked at their beautiful bodies and glanced at my sister. Her eye was twitching my direction, a twitch I have come to recognize as a sign of irritation ...Maybe she needs to get that checked out; it can't be healthy.

"Honestly, Holly!" She talked loud and most of the time it didn't bother me, but I could feel myself sinking in my seat. "I would think that you had more dignity than to stare at a group of overdeveloped boys," I could feel myself sinking into a puddle on the floor, "that are most likely taking drugs. You have to know that..."

I could feel myself sinking past the floorboards. Puddle me probably looked like blood considering how hot my face felt. I mumbled some incoherent things like, "am not." I could hear the small chuckles from everyone in the restaurant, including about six very manly ones. I kept my eyes on the yellowing place mats. How embarrassing.

My sister was right. They didn't have a good rep around the people from the reservation; the Elders, on the other hand, thought they were the best thing that ever happened in years. They called them the "protectors" and that was absolute bull. I glanced up at their table where they had (thankfully) gone back to talking amongst themselves. I had never once seen them protect anything, not that they had a chance to. La Push was probably one of the safest places on Earth. I don't think there have been any murders in more than four decades.

They did help my Gran carry her groceries out to her car last week when it was raining particularly hard. That wasn't the greatest thing any person had ever done, though. Josh Lincoln had told me earlier at school that he was going over to Gran to help her before Seth Clearwater had swooped in to help.

It was all bull.

They were scary, to boot it all off. It was proven when Jared Cameron hit Paul Lahote in the back of the head. Any person in a half mile radius could hear the sickening crack. The scariest thing was that Paul acted like it was just a light pat on the head. His brains where probably addled from the drug use.

Defiantly addled.

Because the next thing I knew, his eyes were on me. Now, don't get me wrong, I may have avoided him even before the "Big Change," but I honestly don't remember his eyes being that cloudy or his facial expression being so ... lost. Like he was a man hooked on something and not being able to get to it.

Drugs. They were all on drugs.

"You're right," I broke contact with the addled boy (man?) to look at my sister. "They are on drugs."

AN: Hey! I have had this story for a while and couldn't help myself. Do you think it is worth continuing? Also do you think that Holly is a Mary-sue?