Okay, I know I'm a sucker for imprint stories, but I felt so sorry for Collin, being all lonely and stuff! Anyway, let me know what you think! If you like it, I'll continue it! :)
There are some characters in here that are from my other story, Cloudless Sky, incase you haven't read it and were wondering who they were!
Chapter One - No Beginning
"Brooke, gimme the OJ." I held out my hand towards my sixteen year old sister.
"Mom!" Brooke whined. "Collin's being rude again."
"Collin," My Mom muttered absent-mindedly as she fixed her hair in her compact mirror. "Stop teasing your sister."
I gritted my teeth and glared at Brooke. "Excuse me, Brooke? Could you please pass me the orange juice?"
Brooke flashed me her pearly white smile and slid the carton across the Formica-topped table.
Having a nine year age difference was really annoying sometimes, especially when your kid sister was as pretty and self confident as Brooke was.
Just then, her glossy pink cell phone rang, and she answered it while fluffing her blonde curls. No one in the whole of Forks or La Push could figure out where the blonde hair came from. My Mom reckoned it had to be something to do with her great grandparents being Norwegian.
Brooke immediately began to giggle into her phone, which let me know straight away that she was talking to Peter, her dumb-ass boyfriend.
A second later, she picked up her pink schoolbag and dashed out the door without so much as a goodbye to anyone.
My Mom sighed and leaned over to kiss the top of my head.
"I'm going to work, Collin. Will you be okay on your own?"
I sighed. She asked me this question every single day.
"I'll be fine, Mom. Brady's coming around. We're going to watch TV for a while."
Since I'd lost my job as a carpenter in Seattle, my Mom had been constantly fussing over me. We couldn't afford for me to go to college, and it wasn't really a good idea for me to get too far away from the pack anyway, so it suited me. Mom though, thought that being at home all the time would make me reckless, and she thought I was going to end up doing something stupid. As if.
So Mom left the house to catch the bus to Forks General Hospital, where she worked as a nurse in the tiny Intensive Care unit, leaving me to my own accord.
Brady had said he might call round, but he was working part time in Seth and Jacob's garage just outside of Forks, and his shift didn't finish till one, so I was on my own till then.
I contemplated calling round to Seth and Aoife, but I didn't want to be in the way - new baby and all that.
Embry? Nah, he was still in Ireland with Aoibheann.
Sam and Emily had taken Joel and Ella to Disneyland in LA for the weekend, so that wasn't an option either.
I went through the list of my friends and fellow wolves, but they were all busy with their objects or families or jobs.
Me, I had no job, no object, and barely no life. I was pretty much a failure.
A twenty five year old guy still sponging off his Mom. I really was lame.
And life sucked.
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