AN: Working on this at school, so it's going to be a bit rough. I'm actually excited...the first few lines are schoolish. XD.
-POV Switch (Not telling the name C X)-
What am I doing here? I thought miserably as I walked through the 'streets' of Venice. No doubt it was a nice place, but it DEFINIETLY wasn't my thing. I'd rather be back home, tearing apart my brothers in mock fights.
Or insulting Embry about his non-imprinted, Emotional, I'm-avoiding-girls-and-being-a-monk state.
I laughed just thinking about it. Embry had avoided even the thought of girls girls for twenty two years, ever since he went to Italy with Jacob and Nessie. I bet I know what happened.
Still, I knew I was being overly harsh on Embry. I hadn't imprinted either... but at least I was still dating...a lot.
I chuckled and walked over to Colin. He looked up at me, just getting done with talking to Jake, our new Alpha since Sam had left us behind for Emily and his family. The thought made me sick to my stomach, the way the imprints just abandoned us.
"Paul...we need to get home." Colin murmured, drawing me from my thoughts.
"Why?"
"Lots of things...Embry just imprinted, J-"
I cut him off with a snarl. Homo-boy imprinted before me?! The shock hit me like a hammer, destroying any self control I had built up. The shaking flew up my body, guiding the shockwaves of heat coursing through me. A snarl peeled itself from my lips. I was turning into the monster I'd been fighting so hard to control. Not only that, but with innocent people around.
I looked through the crowd, deperate to find a way to calm down. Everyone seemed to be ignoring me, a relief. Maybe I could get a break.
The trembling increased, my spine tingled. It was coming, there was no avoiding it.
And then, everything slowed as I saw her.
She was a girl, she couldn't have been more than that...maybe around thirteen or fourteen. Her body was riveted into place, her eyes, icy blue pools that were narrowed were staring into my eyes. Her face was angelic, framed by straight pale hair and a cream colored hood attached to a cloak of the same color.
I was so shocked by her appearance that I didn't feel my conciousness float like a balloon, didn't feel it push me to her. No...all I felt was my shaking ebb.
And then...desperation took over as the girl turned away from me, her cloak sweeping the ground neatly and stirring up dust and sending it spinning.
My body started moving before I could process the mere thought of it. Behind me, Colin protested loudly, but I didn't care. I had imprinted, and now I was stricken.
Unfortunately, the crowd had other ideas. Now everything was moving, increasing the distance between me and her. It was like some pathetic romance only it was now in my pathetic life. I let a strained growl through my teeth and began pushing people aside. The Paul from the good old days was laughing now. They're like dolls, my darker side encouraged, knock them away, they won't feel it. You're stronger than them.
I caught sight of the girl turning into an alley, her hood falling back. A soft glow followed her, and then disappeared as she stepped into the shadows. I followed her, quicker than her childish body, yet she knew the streets better, obviously a native.
And then I turned like she did and found that I had hit a dead end.
The girl was nowhere in sight.
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-POV switch: OC [Name to be revealed]-
It was a curious sight, watching the indian boy turn around in circles, once, twice, three times, then sit roughly on the ground and lean against the wall. He rested his head in his rather large hand and sighed. His eyes were confused, and slightly distressed, but his early fear and shaking had subsided.
"Who the hell was she?" He muttered as he stood.
I almost wanted to giggle, but I knew that if I did, I would give myself away
The guy began to walk away, so a let a small twitter out. Whoever this was, he made for an interesting game. He was also drawn to me, strangely enough. The thought made me feel weird...I think it was hope that ran through me. Hope was now leading me to follow, which I did all too willingly.
So, with hope, as I decided, on my shoulders, I followed this mysterious man
