Chapter 2: Huh?
(Rachel's p.o.v.)
As soon as I got in the tiny house I ran to the bathroom. I had one hour to get ready.
I washed my hair with strawberry mango shampoo, and bathed with banana mango body wash, and then I just soaked in the tub for twenty minutes.
I got out, blow drying my hair
I dressed in silver heels(Yeah, didn't exactly think that one through… Heels at a bon fire?), black flared jeans, a white blouse, and a grey vest.
Two days in La push, and already I have a man! But that man is Paul Wise…Weird.
I walked out of my room leaving the air mattress and small dresser behind Jacob stopped me.
"Where are you going?" he asked looking at my outfit and arching an eyebrow.
"Emily's" I answered him.
"Want a ride there? I'm going too," asked my brother.
"Oh, no actually Paul is picking me up" I answered
"Paul?" choked Jacob aghast "Paul Wise? Rach ?" asked Jacob through gritted teeth "Rach, look me in the eyes!"
I'd never seen my brother look so mad (OK, one time Becca and I filled his book bag with shaving cream in tenth grade, but that was five years ago) so
I looked him in the eyes.
"Shit!" yelled Jacob, hitting his hand on his bedroom door so hard it broke off the hinges.
" What the hell was that?" I asked staring wide eyed at the door.
"Nothing!" he answered "Oh man! OH MAN!"
Jacob ran his hand over his head smoothing his hair down "Not again! Not you! Not Paul! UHHH!"
"Jacob what the hell are you babbling about?" I asked.
"You'll see, and no effin' detours! If he says he runs out of gas don't fall for it. That' s his way of doing things," then he said under his breath "not to mention that's how he lost his virginity"
Yeah, and I'm an angel!
I blushed "Sure, sure whatever" I muttered, but really I was thinking about what he said earlier ; not again!
I brushed his arm " Jacob you're hot too!"
"We'll A) that's illegal and B) you're gonna make Paul mad or jealous" said Jacob.
"Ha ha! Nobody likes a smart ass! I mean like temperature wise! You and Paul!" (Well, Paul was both…)
I leaned against one of the burgundy walls of the hallway as I heard a car horn.
HONK!HONK!HONK!
"Can I go now?" I asked my brother kind of afraid after the door thing he'd start beating his bare chest yelling 'Me Tarzan, lord of apes!'
"Yeah, sure," growled Jacob glaring out of the front window that was just visible from the hallway.
I grabbed my purse, slinging it over my shoulder, and running out to Paul's car.
"Hey, Rach!" said Paul in a warm tone I'd never heard him use when we were kids.
I liked it, I liked it a lot.
"Hey!" I squealed, what the hell? I squealed? I was Rachel Candice Black,
and I didn't squeal. And I sure as hell didn't giggle like a freaking school
girl, but I did when he hugged me.
"Well, let's go!" said Paul backing out of the driveway. He drove faster
than I liked, but for some reason I felt safe around him.
It was like I could trust him with my life, like where ever he was it was my
safe haven.
We arrived at Emily's house in fifteen minutes. As soon as we got there
Paul turned to me ", I have to go see my ….um…boss Sam"
"Okay, you work for Sam Uley?" I asked.
"Um… yeah you could say that," he told me then he leaned in and gave me
a small peck on the lips.
It was unexpected, but I'm a girl who likes surprises. Even though it was
just a little kiss it made me feel warm all over and whole.
It was even better than the first time I…. never mind.
When he left me I suddenly felt empty, worse so than when I was on the
beach.
I didn't want to look antisocial so I found my way over to a group of
women.
One, who looked underage, was drinking a beer and the other had her hair
curtained over the right side of her face.
Has anyone ever given you that look? That "we've just been talking about
you" look? Well, I got that look eight times as I passed people in the yard.
I let it roll off of me. I plastered a smile on my face as I made my way to the
twosome sitting by the fire.
"I'm Rachel Black, Paul's date," I said holding out my hand to shake. The
one with a beer looked up. I saw her eyes meet the other girls, and give her
a look.
She ignored my hand, and went for a hug saying ",Hi! I'm Kim Harrison!
And this is Emily!"
I looked at Emily as she got up her hair falling showing her face, she had a
terrible scar running down the right, all the way from her eye to her hand.
The last time I saw Emily she was eighteen, and with Leah. (It was weird
Leah and I didn't really get along, but it's still how we met.)
"Uhm, bear attack," she muttered pointing at the scars.
"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to stare," I said avoiding eye contact. See usually I saw past
all that kind of stuff, and just saw a person, no matter who it was.
"It's alright," sighed Emily, but you could tell it wasn't ",Come here. You're one of us
now"
Then, she to pulled me into a warm embrace as if it were completely normal and she'd
known me all my life.
"Well, I'm um gonna go see Sam," informed Emily getting off of her log and heading to
Her small cabin like house.
"What the hell?" I asked turning to the girl named Kim.
"Well, didn't see that one coming. At least not so soon."
"Huh?" I asked throwing my arms into the air ",What is up around here? Are they on
steroids or something?"
"Not even close, not by a loooong shot."
"Then what? They're freaking HUGE! They're stifling hot! They're rock hard! I suppose
you're going to tell me that they're the next Quileute wolf pack!" I suggested
sarcastically.
Silence….
"Well?"
Crickets…..
"Well?"
"Emily! Boys! It's time!" yelled Kim.
"What the f____?" I hissed.
"Well, doesn't someone have a mouth on her?" asked Leah bluntly to a boy that was
probably her brother, and elbowing him.
"Oh please quit bashin' on my sis, Leah! Like I haven't heard the same or worse come
from you!" said Jacob with an eye roll.
"What are we doing?" I asked more than slightly irritated as we were shuffled
into Emily's cabin.
"One second," said Paul returning to my side and giving me a small peck on the cheek
"Sam will explain everything"
"So, uh everyone we have some news," said a huge man that must have been Sam
coming to the front of the room ",Paul would you like to take it from here?"
Paul nodded and cleared his throat turning to me "I really have no idea how to say this
so I just um will."
He looked at me waiting for me to say something, and I signaled with my hands for him
to continue.
"Well, okay then," said Paul nervously rubbing his hands together ",um you know the
legends that your dad used to tell you when you were a kid?"
I nodded.
"Well, um they're real. You're looking at one right now."
I choked, and looked up at him ",Oh come on! You can't expect me to believe this shit!
Ha, ha, ha! April Fool's! Joke's over!"
No one in the room was laughing, just staring at me. I looked around baffled. They
didn't expect me to believe this crap did they?
"Oh, come on dad! This is frickin' ridiculous! I firmly refuse to believe such, such
complete nonsense!" I said slamming my fist down on the small kitchen table were I was
seated.
"Well you can not believe this 'complete nonsense' that happens to be our lives, but I
can guarantee it is absolutely 100 percent without a doubt real." said Embry solemnly.
I stood up looking at my dad ",You can't believe this can you? They're probably using
this as an excuse to mosh and get high!" I shrieked afraid I was loosing my sanity
because part of me believed it.
I heard someone say ", What the hell is moshing?" in the back of the room.
"Look around you Rach, it's the truth," whispered Paul placing a massive burning hot
hand on my shoulder.
"Show me some proof then," I told them expecting them to give up on the charade
already.
"Who feels like cutting them selves cuz it sure as hell isn't gonna be me," declared Leah
inflexibly.
"Leah," I said in bafflement ",if this is at all true, then you can't be a werewolf! That's
impossible!"
"Nope," said Leah dryly ",I'm Leah Clearwater, the girl who proved all the legends
wrong." Then she turned to glare at Paul like everyone else was now doing.
"Fine I'll do it!" said Paul grumpily striding across the room to the counter where he
opened a drawer, pulling out a fairly sizeable knife.
He came back to me, and closed his eyes slashing open his palm, blood oozing out of the
wound, and dripping into a red pool on the floor.
Uh, blood. I hated blood. Everything about it made me want to throw up! But, regardless
I rushed to his side.
"Paul are you-" I stopped mid-sentence as I watched a gash that should have taken
months to do so heal before my very eyes until all that was left was a small pink scar.
Soon the scar too vanished as I gaped in disbelief plopping back into my chair with wide
eyes.
"Do you believe us now?" asked my brother agitatedly tapping his foot on the hard
wood floors.
"Okay," I said slowly looking around the room ",if this is true then there are only two
reasons why I'm allowed to know. I started thinking back to the legends dad used to tell
Becca and me when he tucked us in at night so long ago.
"Either I'm part of Tribal Council, which obviously isn't the case here, or…" I trailed
off as the realization hit me like a brick wall.
Or I'm an imprint. I finished in my head Paul's imprint…
"So I'm your imprint?" I questioned in an almost inaudible whisper.
Paul nodded and I heard a growl, probably my overprotective "werewolf"
brother, Jacob.
Paul and I exchanged a stare, and I felt as if I could see into his soul. Then, the perfect
moment was interrupted by someone clearing their throat, courtesy of Embry.
"Okay, boys!" yelled Kim hopping up from Jared's lap " Get out, wolf girls only!"
The ones that were presumably imprinted like Sam and Jared, and of course Paul looked
like it caused them physical pain to leave, but did as thy were told.
"So," said Kim lighting another cigarette, and leaning over the table towards me ",do
have any um…questions about all this?"
"I don't, I have, What the hell just happened?" I hissed.
"Well, if you are really that dense I have no idea how you got through teaching school!"
exclaimed Kim looking at me with a smile, and exhaling some smoke.
"I just got imprinted on by Paul Wise! We hate each other! We- we were child hood
enemies for Christ's sake!"
"Well, things change. Not to mention how awesome the sex is!" said Kim sagely.
"Kim!" scolded Emily popping her on the back of the head with a large wooden cooking
spoon "We don't want to scare the poor girl away!"
"No one ever let's me do anything!" grumbled Kim crossing her arms and muttering
under her breath.
"Ignore her," said Emily walking over to the oven, and pulling out an enormous sheet
of M&M cookies.
"Emily's just embarrassed!" accused Kim pointing at Emily as she laid the cookies on a
huge purple plate.
Emily didn't disagree, but tried to change the subject ",So um anyone like the show
Gilmore Girls?"
"Na uh, uh Emily Young!" shouted Kim getting up, and walking to a large chrome
fridge, and getting a Coke ",you are not gonna change the subject! Do you want her to
practically pass out her first time with a wolf like someone I know?"
"Kim!" hissed Emily elbowing her in the ribs ",what the hell?" Kim busted out
laughing as I stared wide eyed in horror at the two.
"You passed out?" I chocked staring at Emily. Part of me wanted to be scared while the
other part of me wanted to bust out laughing like Kim was.
"Almost!" corrected Emily pointing with her wooden spoon at Kim, who was now
laying on the floor laughing, and shaking her head.
"Why?" I asked a little frightened ",Is it like rough?"
"No!" said Kim ",well that is unless you want it to be rough…."
"Well, how did you almost pass out from wolf sex?" I asked honestly curious.
"Well, you see…" started an embarrassed Emily ringing her hands anxiously and not
making any eye contact with me.
"It was so freaking hot, with Sam's temperature and all, and she didn't stay properly
hydrated, so she got like real, real hot…and that about sums it up," said Kim matter-of-
factly taking a long swig of her Coke.
"Oh," I breathed knowing with that mental image that'd I never be able to look Emily or
Sam in the eye again, or at least not for a very long time.
"So, stay hydrated," mumbled Emily walking to a drawer, and stowing her oven mitts in
them.
"Yeah, sure thing…" I mumbled back half heartedly, because really I was thinking about
what we had just been discussing.
Sex? Sex with Paul Wise? I knew as his imprint that I would some day, but… this was
Just the first date.
"Hello? Earth to Rachel Black?" said a voice ruining my thoughts.
"Huh?" I muttered half in a daze.
"It's your lover boy Paul at the door," said a sing song voice, Kim's. Hearing Paul's
name though revived me, and I walked to the screen door, the metal imprint cables
pulling me towards my love.
"Hey, beautiful," whispered Paul hugging me to his warm chest, and kissing the top of
my head as Jacob growled.
"Hello Cheeks," I whispered back, reaching up on my tip toes to kiss him.
"Cheeks?" he questioned as we stopped kissing raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, your cheeks are cute," I giggled with an impish grin, not without a hint of
innuendo, and boldly smacking his butt as whirled around with a 'what the hell'
expression.
Kim, who had been apparently watching, busted into loud guffaws of laughter for the
second time tonight.
I on the other hand blushed furiously. Paul took my hand though, and led me to the fire
smiling and whispering ",Ah cheeks. I get it!"
We snuggled up together on the log, and by the end of the night we were making out.
(Paul's p.o.v.)
The following is the conversation Paul has with Sam after he takes Rachel home.
I watched as Rachel walked up the steps to the front porch of the Black house. She was
So beautiful, it wasn't even funny.
I hurried on down the road home though, and as soon as I got in the door I dialed up
Sam's number.
"Hello?" answered Emily.
"Emily I need to talk to Sam!"
"One minute."
I heard Sam take the phone ",Hello Paul?"
"I just freaking imprinted on Rachel freaking Black!" I yelled into the receiver of my age
old telephone.
"Shit! Are you serious? Dude Jacob's gonna flip!" he said laughing.
"Yeah, I know!"
"Well, I have one thing to say," Sam told me solemnly.
"And that'd be what?" I asked.
"Nice knowing you," he told me seriously.
"Well, aren't you just the best damn Alpha!" I yelled.
"I try my best," said Sam dauntingly, then hanging up. Oh, great! I thought sarcastically
as I put down the phone with such force it made a small crater in the counter. I'm going to
Die at the hands of Jacob Black!