A/N: This is my first fanfic.....sooooooo be nice to me=) Anyway this chapter is in Embry's POV. Pretty much intros in this chapter. I thmink im babbling a little= P P.S. Quil never imprinted on Claire. Srry

~**~ Embry POV ~**~

Another day another dollar I guess. Jake, Quil and I are walking into the gym of La Push Senior High. I just had to come to come to school today, didn't I? (note the sarcasm) Mornings are not my best time of day. Mom says that I "perk up" by 8. But on a school day it's more like 9.

As we got closer to the door we heard someone blasting Oh My Gosh by Usher. It was nauseating at this time in the morning.

"What the hell!", Jake yelled. I really can't blame him.

"I kinda like it." Quil said. This earned him a slap up the side of his from Jake.

"What?!" he yelled.

We continued our walk inside. As soon as we entered the gym we were hit with a strange scent. It smelled kinda wolfish but not wolfish and it smelled human but again not human. I could see Jake and Quil sniffing the air too. Jake looked at me and I shrugged my shoulders.

Inside we found two girls playing volleyball. They had to be twins. They were dressed almost exactly alike. One of them wore incredibly short school uniform shorts and a tight white top. Her sister wore the same but in blue. Their hair was exactly the same length but red shorts died the tips of her hair a golden brown color. Blue shorts was a natural looking color. Like most people in school they had Quillete skin tones .

"Damn, they're hot!", Quil said loudly as red shorts scooped down to save the ball.

This must have gotten their attention because they froze letting the ball drop out blue shorts hands. Red shorts pulled out a remote and pointed it at the boom box in the corner of the gym. The loud music stopped abruptly leaving an awkward silence in the air. The two turned to face us and I swear I knew them but I just couldn't place them.

They looked at each other and nodded. They lightly walked over to us. I could tell now that red shorts had slightly longer legs than her sister and blue shorts was more graceful. Who are they?

"Can we help you ?" red shorts asked us politely. Toooo politely. Sherlock Holmes moment everybody.

"Uhhh.... ummmm...we...uhh....." Quil stammered. His eyes were glued to blue shorts. Damn! Imprinting must have taken another victim.

"Great response." red shorts muttered sarcastically. She rolled her eyes in a strange way. She pulled her left eye up in a clockwise circle and vice versa for her other eye. Then it dawned on me. Nessa?

" Nessa? Is that you?" I questioned her. She looked up at the sound of her name. Her eyes found mine and she broke into a wide smile. Cam seemed unphased by our little exchange. She was too busy looking at Quil.

"Em? I had no idea we would find you this fast! Especially since it's what? Seven in the morning?" Nessa jumped at me and grabbed me for a hug. I locked my arms around her waist. We spun around gaining strong stares from everyone.

She hopped off me and bounded to Camilla. Who was standing with a questioning look on her face.

"T this is Em of the future." But as soon as Tori heard my name she like her sister bounded into my arms.

"Okay, I'm lost. Embry who are these girls?" Jake questioned.

"Guys, these are my cousins/sisters, Vanessa and Victoria." I said pointing to each. "They are my favorite cousins and they're from New York."

They exchanged greetings and names. This took a little longer in Tori and Quil's case. Much to mine and surprisingly, Nessa's annoyance.

"Hey, why were you guys playin volleyball this early?" Jake asked looking at Nessa.

But Tori answered first. " Nessa is the sporty type and needed someone to practice with. So she hauled me out of bed." Tori reeled.

Everyone laughed except Ness.

"What were You guys doin up? You don't peg me as the early bird type." Nessa said with questioning look.

" We were........ uhhhhhh........" Quil began

-- " ...Coming to play basketball." Jake lied easily. Ness looked unconvinced.

"Em," she said turning to me with a hard glare, "What were you doing?"

I began to fidget under her cold as ice glare. The guys looked at me with looks that screamed "don't do it!" but I never could handle Ness' glare.

" We were gonna spray paint Ms. Whitfield's office orange..." I confessed. I am soooo dead.

"Embry you are so dead," they chorused .