A/N- No one except Sam had imprinted, for sake of my friends who I'm writing this for. The girls they've imprinted on exist, but they just aren't imprinted on. This story has nothing to do with any of my other fanfictions.

Pronunciation key:

Hayley: Hail-ee

Shea: Sh-ay

Alyssa: Al-issa

Kathryn: Kath-rin

Katrina: Kat-reen-a

Danielle: Dan-ee-elle

Molly: Moll-ee

Gianluca: John-luke-a (and Gian: John)

Nick: …if you don't know, you're stupid (Nicholas: Nick-o-Lis)

The Tale of…Tails

Shea's Point of View

"Where are we going again?" Hayley asked as she packed her bags with enough clothes to last the summer.

"To my half-brother's house," I rolled my eyes, "For only the thousandth time."

"Why are we going there?"

"We're going there because he invited me to mind the house while he was away on his little honeymoon with his new little wife person." I sighed, "And he said I could take my friends if I wanted."

She nodded.

"You ready then?"

She looked over everything she had just packed. "Yeah, guess so."

We would be flying cross-country to Washington to see my half-brother at his wedding to a girl I had never met in my entire life and expected me to be a bridesmaid. It would be a once in a lifetime experience and it definitely celebrated the fact we were all out of our middle school for good. On to the next big thing, high school. OH THE JOY!

"What are you doing?" Hayley watched as I flipped open her cell phone.

"I'm calling Alyssa, Kathryn, Katrina, Molly, and Danielle and asking them if they're ready. We need to pick them up within the next half hour else we're definitely going to miss our flight." I said matter-o-factly.

She sighed, "Okay, well let's get going, I'm ready!"

I smiled and closed the phone, pulling her luggage easily down the stairs and to the door where my dad waited for us as he chatted with Hayley's parents. Dad wouldn't be joining us on the flight; he wasn't actually invited to the wedding, because he and my brother weren't exactly on speaking terms at the moment.

Actually, I wasn't too thrilled with my father either, but at least he stayed with my mom.

"Dad, we're ready." I called, pushing past him as Hayley said her good-byes and I put her luggage in the van's trunk.

Dad waved as he headed for the driver's seat and Hayley took a seat behind where I sat in the passenger seat and we drove off to pick up the others.

**

Alyssa's Point of View

"Mom, they're here!" I called as I headed out the door. My mom and I had said our good-byes earlier and she waved after me as I clambered over Hayley and into the middle seat. It's really a good thing Shea's car can fit eight people else none of us would fit in here.

We laughed at stupid happenings in our class before graduation and Shea's father grumbled something.

We picked up the other four girls and headed to the airport. Shea's Dad said good-bye and left before we reached the ticket flight counter, they were never particularly close and, from what I hear, Shea's half-brother absolutely hated him. Of course, I'm not completely positive as Shea has been known to stretch the truth on occasion, but her father wasn't invited to the wedding so I took it as a confirmation.

We boarded the plane and after what seemed like years the pilot announced take-off. Shea bit her lip, she was okay with planes, just not heights. I rolled my eyes and pulled out my sketch-pad.

Washington, here we come.

***

Molly's Point of View

"Finally, we're in the air!" I sighed and slumped backwards in my seat, accidentally kicking the seat in front of me which made its angry occupant turn around. I smiled sweetly and they turned around in a huff.

It was hours long, HOURS! And the only good that was going to come out of it was a free trip and a bit more of Shea's life revealed. She always spoke very highly of her brother, when she did, but she never talked about him often. There was an age difference and a location difference.

The only things she shared of her life were the stories, tons of them.

Just then, I heard Danielle say something stupid and I cracked up to the despair of the fellow passengers.

Katrina passed me a note written in Shea's hand. I opened it and read it in my head.

They're still in school there and we were invited to an end-of-year dance by one of my old friends.

That's another thing that she never really talked about. She used to come here every summer before her mom died, and she never spoke a word about any of her friends. Sure, she would say a name here and there, but nothing too revealing. I was never sure if she was embarrassed, hiding something, or just didn't want to make us feel left out.

But she's usually a very hyper person until you bring any of it up.

I heard someone familiar shout from behind us and I groaned, how the hell did they follow us here?

For God sakes, we were on a plane to Washington, HOW DID THEY FIND US?!

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I heard Shea grumble as she turned around.

Two, I mentally sighed with relief, idiots from our old class were way behind us. Shea tried to act calm, but one of them wasn't exactly her favorite person in the world.

"Hey, Gianluca," She mumbled, "What are you doing here?"

"My cousin invited me down for a few weeks." He shrugged.

All of us turned to Shea as the other passengers completely ignored our exchange. She knew his cousin? Why didn't she warn us about this?

"Why did you bring him with you then?" She nodded her head to Nick.

"Aw, come on, aren't you thrilled?" Nick said sarcastically.

***

Shea POV

"Oh, definitely, Nick. I'm more than thrilled."

"I didn't bring Nick, we ran into each other." Gianluca defended his hands innocently in the air.

I was furious.

"Hey, you know my cousin too, don't look so surprised." He smiled.

"Paul and Jared are both going to get it when I see them." I turned back around and kicked the seat in front of me.

"Um, excuse me—"

"No." I answered, continuing to kick them.

"Aren't you charming?" Alyssa laughed next to me.

"Hey, you've known me since kindergarten, don't act so surprised, Alley-cat." I sighed and closed my eyes.

"Look at the view; I think we're getting closer to the ground." Danielle gasped.

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" I kept my eyes closed.

"Don't know…"

"Well, are either of the engines on fire?" Alyssa asked.

"Nope."

"Then it's good." I smiled, I hated heights…in airplanes…and on lighthouses…and on glass floors. Apart from those, I'm fine with it. When we were little, Gianluca, Nick, and I would go cliff diving with the others. Of course, we'd always been younger and jumped from miles lower than they did. So, that proves it. I'm pretty weird.

Hands covered my eyes, blocking the sun from filling my eyelids with red light.

"This is your captain speaking; does anyone know where we are?"

"Shut up, jackass." I snapped hitting the boy behind me. "Seriously, Gian." I shook my head.

He grinned.

"Grow up, would you?"

"Maybe." He shrugged.

***

Kathryn POV

The captain announced landing and I watched Gianluca and Shea go back and forth. Nick looked bored, I was surprised he wasn't in the middle of this, Shea hated his guts, annoyed the shit out of her.

Shea hadn't mentioned anyone specifically, but I knew someone from our class had family out here, but I didn't realize it was both Nick and Gianluca, and Shea seemed quite surprised that they chose now to show up.

Gianluca usually went to Italy every summer so it surprised me too, but I guess Shea was a magnet for these run-ins.

I followed the others out of the cabin as we joined the sea of people in the airport.

Gianluca and Nick weren't far behind Shea, I think Nick was finally starting to get on her nerves. She looked like she was about to explode, but then she spotted someone and her expression brightened.

"SAM!" She squealed and ran over to a huge man, a HUGE man, and hugged him.

"Hey, Shea." He chuckled.

I noticed the other huge man standing behind him and Nick nodded at him while Gianluca said something stupid that didn't really register in my mind, I had learned to block every bit of him out years ago.

"You must be her brother…" Molly looked up unsurely.

"Guys, meet Sam." Shea nodded, "Sam, Paul, this is Alyssa, Kathryn, Molly, Danielle, Hayley, and Katrina." She named us in order from her left to her right.

Paul was staring funny at Hayley and Hayley was growing a little self-conscious.

"Paul?" Nick looked at him.

The man shook his head and turned to Nick.

"Well, which one of you guys are going to carry our luggage?" Shea asked happily.

Sam laughed, "Typical Shea." He shook his head.

"I think Gianluca can do it, it's okay." She smiled a little too sweetly at Gianluca.

Gianluca groaned.

"What do you have against me?"

"Everything." She patted him on the head.

Everyone laughed.

"Gianluca, Jared is sorry he couldn't come. We'll drive you back to my place and he'll meet you there." Sam looked at him.

***

Hayley POV

He was staring at me. Why was he staring at me? I looked at Shea for some sort of clue, but she was too busy to notice. Typical Shea.

I couldn't help but laugh when we picked up our luggage, because Shea actually had Gianluca carry it. Nick looked at us.

"She does it every time."

We nodded. I could still feel eyes watching me, but I didn't look behind me, no matter how much I wanted to. I hid my face behind my hair.

We broke into two cars, Nick and Gianluca went to Paul's car and Alyssa and Shea sacrificed themselves to go with them.

I watched as Shea's brother and Nick's cousin spoke quietly for a few minutes outside of the car. Paul seemed to get angry for a moment or two, but calmed down. I don't think any of the other girls were watching him as closely as I was, and I don't know why I was in the first place. I was just naturally drawn to look at him, which makes sense. He was fucking HOT. I don't think I've ever said that before, but it was true. There must've been a huge age difference if he hung around with Sam, but I wasn't disgusted. It was something all girls did wasn't it? I mean we talked about boys all the time.

Finally the guys got into their cars and we were off.

***

Alyssa POV

"GIANLUCA, SHUT UP!" I yelled, covering my ears.

Paul and Nick snickered; I really wasn't surprised they were related as of now.

"WE DO NOT SING KE$HA IN OTHER PEOPLE'S CARS!" Shea whacked him over the head. "Paul, turn on the radio."

Paul obediently hit the radio.

I'm in love, with this song…

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Nick laughed, looking back at us from shot gun.

"It was meant to be!" Gianluca grinned.

Shea hid her face in her hands.

"Why, why is it always me?"

"At least I'm not Lucas." Gianluca held up his hands.

"And this isn't Diva." Nick agreed.

It was my turn to laugh. Shea couldn't stand it when Lucas sang "Diva" by Beyonce. It drove her insane, beyond insane.

"Point taken." She grumbled. The song ended and Shea sighed with relief.

"On to the next one!" I exclaimed as the next song began. Ironically, that's exactly what it was. Shea, Nick, Gianluca, and even Paul looked back at me. I shrugged, "I meant it as a phrase, not as in the song…"

Shea laughed.

"We're here…" Paul pulled up to a small house in the middle of nowhere. Shea pushed Gianluca out of the car and hopped out.

"Sorry." She lied.

"My head landed on the ground!" Gianluca complained.

"Good for you, stop bitching about it." She rolled her eyes and walked towards the door to the home. "Gian, get my bags would you? And Alyssa's too!" She pulled out a set of keys from her back pocket and unlocked the door, letting herself in. I followed closely behind as Gianluca struggled with all of our bags. I can't believe he actually got them…

"Sam?" I heard someone call from inside the house.

"No, this is his sister…" Shea paused, "I had a key." She strode in and flipped on the hallway light.

Wow…