Dawn's Playlist
The Click Five - Just the girl
Stefy - Fool for love
Pat Benatar - Hit me with your best shot
Hudson Moore - Not giving up
Lil Eddie - Statue
The Fray - Over my head
Tal Bachman - High above me
Nine days - Absolutely
Matt Nathanson - Faster
Matt Nathanson - Come on get high
Auburn - Perfect two

The sun shining through her window, woke Dawn up. Her eye lids fluttered open before shutting tight after looking into the blinding sun light.

"Ugh!" she vocally displayed her annoyance. She pulled her duvet over her head and attempted to fall back asleep.

"Lazy bones! Breakfast is ready." Emily barged through the door and announced. Dawn had a feeling that Emily didn't do privacy well. After much deliberation, food overcame sleep in the battle for what Dawn wanted most and she shuffled out of bed in her baggy vest and men's boxer shorts combo. "Egg and bacon or Egg and bacon? Either way, you need to try my special eggs." Emily chimed.

"Morning person, are you?" Dawn asked sarcastically while scratching her head and rubbing her eyes. If a cup of coffee didn't entre her body soon, she would go on total shut down, forever the zombie. She dragged her feet over to the filled coffee machine. "May i?"

"Don't be silly, of Corse you can. What's ours is yours." Emily told her, this made Dawn feel so much more welcome that she had done last night. After Emily had thrown the pack out, Dawn started to drift off while watching TV with Sam and Emily. In the end, Sam had sent her to bed and Emily's face was a picture of regret. Regret that she didn't spend the day better with Dawn, regret that she hadn't told to her to nap before hand and mainly regret that it was her show on the TV that was sending her to sleep.

"Thanks Emily." she took a desperate sip of the hot coffee in her hands. "I swear, in ten minutes or less, I'll be much more energetic." Dawn informed her before taking another sip.

"You sound just like your brother. He can't function without coffee inside him either." she let out a small chuckle and then presented a fried egg sandwich in front of her. "Get that down you." she ordered with a smile. Dawn looked longingly at the sandwich before taking her first bit of Emily's famous cooking.

"OhMiGod! Emily, this is amazing!" she exclaimed, taking a second and third bite.

"If it's the only thing i know, its cooking." she told Dawn as she began to wash the dirty dishes. While Dawn finished her breakfast and Emily finished the dishes, the room was filled with a comfortable silence.

"Hey Emily, where's Sam?" Dawn asked. It had suddenly hit her; her reason fir coming here was missing.

"He's at work sweetie; it's just us two today." Emily told her, hanging up her apron. "You seem to have come out of your shell a lot more since yesterday." she told her while smiling. Dawn blushed, realising she had got away with saying less than the bare minimum yesterday.

"I don't do very well with first impressions; sometimes i try so hard not to say something stupid that i end up saying nothing at all. But the second i see that person again, my mouth won't stop moving." Dawn revealed. "I'm not really sure why, but it's been working for me so far." She grinned.

"Well I'm glad, if you didn't start having full conversations with the guys, they'd probably shun you until you did." they both giggled before Emily proposed that they get ready to go and visit her friend Billy Black, Jacob's dad, and drop off the left overs from dinner last night. Dawn was informed that not ten minutes after she had gone to bed, all the guys had come by for dinner. "Sam did try to wake you, but you weren't having it."

"I wish i had stayed awake now. What did you make?" Dawn asked, intrigued.

"Beef stew."

"Oh, Well I couldn't have eaten it anyways. I'm a vegetarian." Dawn told her. Emily looked shocked at that. "What?" she asked totally confused.

"Nothing. Good for you. A girl with morals, i like it." Dawn smiled smugly at the compliment and went upstairs to get ready. She wore her usual attire: jersey dress (today it was a pale beige colour), denim jacket, braided brown belt and faded brown boots. She put her purse, passport, phone and iPod in her tassels shoulder bag and went to the car where Emily was waiting. "You have an iPod don't you Dawn?" Emily randomly asked.

"Umm yeah, why?" Emily reached into her door and pulled out a small white connector cable.

"Sam left this in the car, plug it in." she smiled widely. "I can see what music you like then."

"Okay." Dawn plugged it in sounding pretty unsure about this.

"I really wasn't expecting this." Emily blurted out. Dawn's head whipped round and flashed a confused look at her. "No no, it's just i thought you would be more into older stuff, like the 60's or something. You just look like the type." Dawn smiled, not knowing weather to be offended or not. Minutes later, they both found themselves singing loudly to the music.

She's bittersweet,
she knocks me off my feet
and i can't help myself,
i don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
but i keep coming back for more
She's just the girl im looking for.

"That is an amazing song!" Emily shouted when she realised she didn't know any other words.

"I didn't think you'd know that Emily."

"Should I be offended?" Emily faked shock.

"Maybe." Dawn teases, resulting in Emily shoving her leg lightly. They continued to listen to the music for a little while longer before pulling up outside Billy Black's house. It was a small cranberry red log cabin house with a large open garage close by in the middle of a wide open field. Slightly out of the way of the road, it was quiet and peaceful. That was Emily and Dawn pulled up blasting their music and almost shouting it, provoking Billy to come out of the house and a few large figures to appear out of the garage.

"I see the new girl is already influencing you Emily, I'll have to keep an eye on you." he winked but his face was still serious.

"Billy," Emily tapped his shoulder. "Be nice. He's only joking Dawn, you'll get used to him." she reassured her. She smiled small. 'Are you sure about that?' Dawn thought while following them inside. "We've brought some left over Beef stew for you and Jake. Have you eaten yet?" Emily asked him. Dawn was starting to see that she looked after everyone around here. Billy, Sam, all the pack, and now Dawn too. 'Maybe she is just right for Sam' Dawn pondered. She had never really doubted it, just there's only so much you can assume about a person from a phone call.

"Actually, i was just about to order some pizzas. A few of the lads are here too so-"

"No fast foods Billy, it's not good for you. Dawn, would you go and get the boys while i make something to eat?" Dawn nodded and strolled out of the front door. She could hear their voices from out of the garage. 'Three maybe? Possible four?' she was trying to figure out how many she would be facing when she turned that corner. 'Five, Maximum.' she assured herself and she braved the corner to walk inside.

Jacob, Embry and Paul were all inside, leant over a beaten and broken down car that had definitely seen better days. All three of them were shirtless, showing each and every muscle tense and relax as they messed inside the hood of the car. As Dawn's eyes danced over Paul's muscles, her mouth went momentarily dry. They were all laughing and joking with each other, clearly hadn't noticed her presence yet. 'Speak up girl. They're only boys.' she told herself before opening her mouth.

"Umm, hey." She said after coughing to clear her throat.

"Oh, hey." Jacob smiled as he started wiping the oil of his hands and the sweat off his brow. "Dawn, right?" she nodded and smiled at his friendly voice. "I see you still haven't found your voice." he teased her.

"Jake, don't be an arse." Paul hit him with a rag and smiled softly at Dawn. She smiled back and ducked her head a little. "So what's up?" he asked.

"Emily asked me to come and get you guys, she's making some lunch." she informed them. Jacob and Embry jogged past her but Paul held back a little and walked the few meters back to the house with her.

"So it was you and Emily making all that racket before then." he said a matter of factly. "This place was quiet before you two arrived." she giggled a little.
"I'm sorry. It was the kind of song you have to turn the volume up for." she informed him.

"What song was it?" he asked, making a conversation. Well, attempting to.

"Faster by Matt Nathanson. It's really catchy." she told him. "What where you guys doing in there?" she asked pointing back to the garage.

"Trying to put a car back together. It's been in Embry's yard for years so we took it apart, cleaned her up and now where putting her back together."

"oh, cool." silence fell on the conversation. "I don't know the first thing about cars."

"You know how to drive one right?" Paul asked, looking to reassure that she did know something. But she shook her head. "Wow, you really don't know the first thing about cars." he said which made her laugh. He clung on to that sound; she delicate chimes of her laugh. He smiled. It was the most beautiful melody he had ever heard. And it came from his imprint.