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Chapter 3: WolfBack Riding
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I heard a gasp come from the mouths of both Edward and Seth, obviously they knew what was going on. I vaguely saw a surprised, yet happy expression on Jacob's face, I think he knew the situation as well. The rest of the family, though, didn't care much and continued on with their activities. That was until Alice noticed Seth, Edward, and Jacob staring at me. "What's going on over there?" I heard her asked concerned, but I tuned her out, suddenly everything else was in the background, except for Seth. And then, I caught myself staring, I turned my head away, feeling a light blush form on my cheeks. And then one of my epiphanies came. He imprinted on me, didn't he Edward? I asked, only Edward could here, stupid mind reader. He gave me a nod, causing me to gulp and freeze where I was standing. The attention of the rest of the family now laid on me as well. "What's going on?!" Emmett asked, he was angry, maybe he asked the question more than once. "Seth, he imprinted on Genevieve." I was pretty sure it was Jacob who said that, but I wasn't completely sure, I had lost myself in another daze. Silence ensued, and before I knew it I was returned to my normal state, with Emmett breaking the silence, "Aaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwkkkkkkkwwwwwwwwwwaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrd."
I snapped my neck toward Emmett, giving him a warning glare that was my best attempt at looking intimidating. Though in that predicament, I don't think it worked out too well. Being shorter, and more petite, than Alice didn't help much either. I scrapped that idea, knowing that I had a way with words. Edward, catching my drift, turned wordlessly to Emmett, "Dude, I would really shut up, if I were in your position.
It was then the gravity of the situation decided to hit me. My eyes began to fill with tears, which slowly fell down my cheeks and to the floor. I turned to Seth, my vision blurry, and asked, loudly I might add, "How could you?!" I then stormed off, stomping my feet to emphasize my point, I wanted to be left alone, and stopped at the porch, looking out into the woods outside the residence. I heard footsteps behind me, much to my, and someone else's, misfortune, I guess someone didn't get the message. I turned to look behind me, and who I saw surprised me. "Brownie?" I asked stunned, I expected Edward, or Alice, or Seth... or even Emmett! But not Brownie. She looked at me with an understanding expression, my expression turned cold, "What do you want?" I asked, weakly. "Wow... I'm guess it's weird, huh? The feeling of being imprinted on." I turned to her, sourly answering her statement, "I'm so sure you know how it feels to be imprinted on." She gave a wince, my wording had worked, "Look, I know I haven't been imprinted on, but my daughter was. To tell you the truth, I was absolutely horrified. But it all worked out, as you can plainly see," she gestured for me to look at Jacob and Renesmee. I quickly tore my gaze away, the sight of them acting all lovey-dovey made me sick to my stomach.
"I only have one question. Why did no one bite me?! I fit the bill, y'know hurt, in pain, perfectly eligible for a good bite! Then I could stink, and Seth wouldn't be all over me... like that! For goodness sake, I'm only twelve! I'm so not ready to be in love." I began yelling, fighting back more tears. Whispers from the house, fluttered to my ears. Bella answered back, sounding a taken aback, "We didn't think you were old enough. You could hurt the other people, as well as yourself. And you know the Vol-" I interrupted her, "Yeah, yeah. I know, the Volturi would be all over your case. I'm sorry for acting so obnoxious. It just came at me much too fast." My voice lost it's anger. "How about we go inside?" Brownie suggested, holding out her hand to help me up.
I figured after that, me and Brownie would be pretty close. I swallowed the lump in the back of my throat as we walked back into the house. As I opened the door, the chatting inside stopped instantaneously. "Don't you guys act like you haven't been talkin' the whole time we were outside." I saw a few smiles and heard a few sighs, of relief I suppose, in response to my statement.
And after looking over all the faces in the room, my eyes met Seth's and then it hit me. I musta hurt him a lot. Picture it, you just found the love of your life... and then they turn to you, tears streaming down their face, and scream "How could you?!" How would you feel? Nice goin' Genevieve, my mind piped in. And then I noticed. While I was thinkin', everyone had cleared the room, 'cept for Seth, in a vain attempt to give us some space. Wonderful.
"Sorry, that... was just mean of me." I looked down, felling the tears well up in my eyes. I decided that he at least deserved to see my face, but when I looked up I saw that he was closer to me. He wrapped his arms around me in a tight hug. "It's okay." He forgave me that quickly. I couldn't believe it. He grinned at me, pulling slightly away from to give me some space, "So why don't you tell me a little about yourself." I looked up, tapping my chin thoughtfully, "My favorite colors; hot pink, lime green, and black. My favorite bands; Paramore, 3 Doors Down, and the All American Rejects. And obviously, as you can see, I have strawberry-blonde hair, and I have tons of freckles." "Yeah." He nodded, listening to me. And then I noticed, "Oh! Whoops, I also talk a lot." Seth chuckled upon hearing that, "I kinda already noticed that, too." I felt a blush spread across my cheeks, I really hoped no one would notice that.
And then, Emmett walked in. He turned to me and began laughing, "Oh my... Gene... Blushing.. HA!" He managed to say that between the laughs. "Oh, shut up, dumbo." And we stood there for a few minutes, waiting for Emmett's laughter to die down.
And once it had, the vampires, all except Edward, had decided they needed to hunt, apparently having a guest who's human didn't work out to well if they were hungry. And so that left me, Edward, Nessie, Seth, n' Jacob home and bored. Edward had left us to go upstairs and play his piano, the melody that came from it was beautiful. But even the soothing sounds of Mozart weren't enough to keep my mind occupied, and so I had begun entertaining questions from Nessie. The one question had morphed into two more which in turn evolved into about 50 billion other questions. And then she asked this, "How are babies made?" The question took me by surprise, and... of course I didn't want to answer it. And so, I passed it off, "Oh! Nessie, Jake's been dying to tell you that!" She walked over to Jacob, eyes beaming and wide, reasking the question. 'Course he passed it off too. "Your dad's trying to save that till you get older, if you wanna know, ask him." This, of course, annoyed her and left her bored.
"Nessie! I have an idea!" We, all except Edward, were sitting on the couch, staring boredly at the television, best part was it was off. So to say we were bored, well that would be an understatement. "What?!" She questioned enthusiastically. "Well, we can... go... WolfBack Riding!" Both Seth and Jacob jumped up to this. "Wait! You can't go without us." Seth began, with Jacob continuing, "And maybe we don't wanna go." I walked over to Seth, putting on the most convincing puppy-dog pout I could muster, and he quickly caved. I attempted the same for Jacob, but he was able to resist... but I knew the one person he couldn't resist. "Oh, Nessie!" I called, drawing her close to me so I could whisper in her ear. She grinned at what I had to tell her, and immediately went to work. "Jacob... will you please let me go WolfBack Riding?" A puppy-dog pout was mustered in order to accompany her question. Jacob sighed, finally relenting his argument.
And so that was when our adventure began.
First Jacob and Seth went outside and hid in the bushes as they phased. As we saw the russet and sandy fur conspicuously sticking out from the bush, me n' Renesmee ran to our respective wolf. That was when the fun began... at least for them. With me and Renesmee hanging upon our respective wolf's back, the run began leisurely. But then the speed increased, leaving me hanging on for dear life as Jacob and Seth raced across the forest. And... well, that's all I could do.
But after a while, their speed began to decrease and my grip on Seth could be lessened. Which led to us being stopped. I emitted a sigh of relief, as I hopped down from his back, hitting the ground in a completely ungraceful manner, slipping as I landed and falling upon my butt. "Ow," I groaned, getting up from the ground and rubbing the sore spot. Seth quickly returned to his human form, putting his clothes on and walking to me. He looked me up and down concernedly, wrapping me in a hug and mumbling in my ear, "Are you okay?" I stood in a daze for a moment, before attempting to move out his reach and nodding. "I'm fine, but... I know you have imprinted on me and all. I'm just gonna cut to the chase." I sighed, looking down from his face, my gaze reaching the ground, "I'm not ready for the touchy-feely stuff." He walked over to me and lifted my chin so I was looking him in the eyes. And then I noticed his adorable grin. "That's fine with me, I'm just glad I didn't get some little baby, like poor Quil." We both had a chuckle at that, at poor Quil's expense. I chose now to glance around and found that I was alone... with Seth. And turned back to Seth, only to find him staring at me, his face still adorning the same adorable smile. Y'know, the kind of smile of a little kid that makes you want to pinch their cheeks. And yet, I could see myself, years and years from now still standing by Seth's side.
But enough about that. Seth began moving towards the river that was just north of our position. Don't ask me how I knew it was north, I just did. He sat on it's bank, his feet paddling gently into the water as he looked into the rings caused by his feet. I followed him slowly, sitting next to him and laying my head on his shoulder. "Is there something wrong?" I blinked slowly, reveling in his warmth. He petted my hair, watching as my eyelids began drooping. And soon my eyes had fluttered shut.
