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Meet me at the park in 10? The fact that I actually had to stop and think about that was disturbing. I rolled my eyes as I threw my phone over my shoulder and onto my bed. I stood up from the floor and let out a sigh as I walked over to the mirror.

I'm so weird looking. My proportions are off. My torso is so long, making my legs super short, which makes me look like a freak. My black hair curls oddly down my back and barely reaches my nonexistent butt. I have huge boobs, but that makes me lack in the behind. I leaned in closer to examine my face. It's clear of any pimples, which makes me happy, but then I have these dark circles under my eyes that never go away. It makes me look like a cocaine addict or like I'm hooked on some other kind of drug. My nose is super small compared to my eyes, which are large, round, and brown. I always hated that, my brown eyes I mean. I wish I had blue eyes so that I would have at least one quality that made me stand out from the rest of the people at school.

"Don't stop, make it pop. DJ blow my speakers up tonight…" I turned around and ran over to my bed to look for my phone. Somehow, it got all the way under my covers so I looked like a fool throwing them across the room until I finally found my phone. When I did, I looked at the screen and instantly hit ignore. I turned it off and threw it back down on my bed. Even reading his name made me want to cry, or punch something in the face.

"Tala! Come down here for a second!" I heard my dad scream from downstairs. I flicked the lights off as I walked past and quickly jumped down each step. I saw my dad bending over on his knees in front of the TV. I don't think he knew I was there, so I coughed, making him jump up and hit his head on the table.

"Sorry. Are you OK?" I rushed over to see the damage I caused him. He was wincing and rubbing his head.

"Yeah, fine. I just wanted to let you know that Carol and I are going out for a little and she would like to know if you wanted to come with." Gag me with a spoon.

"Um, no, I'll pass. You two have some alone time. I have homework to catch up on anyway." That was a lie 'cause I didn't have any homework. I honestly had nothing to do, but I'd rather sit at home alone all day than go out with Carol and my dad.

"You sure?" I sensed a little bit of tension in his voice. He was probably nervous leaving me home alone after that little break down last night.

"I'm a grown woman, dad. I'll live." He looked up at me, and I threw him a fake smile to seal the deal. He flashed a smile back at me. Dads are so easy to convince.

"If you say so. Have fun then." I winked at him and he stood up from the floor. He walked over to the front closet and grabbed his coat.

"Dad?" He turned around right before he could reach for the door. He raised his eyebrows as he grew impatient with me. I threw away the question I was going to ask him.

"Why were you on the floor?" He laughed and held out his hand. In it was a tiny diamond earring. I laughed and nodded as he reached for the door and walked out. Stupid Carol. I went over and locked the door. I always get creeped out when I'm home alone. I walked into the kitchen as I hummed Tik Tok, which was now stuck in my head. I opened the fridge, and say nothing there. Again, stupid Carol. The only thing was bread and jelly. Looks like I'm having toast for breakfast. I popped two pieces into the toaster, and tapped my finger to a beat as I waited for them. The phone rang, and I reached across the counter to get it. I answered it not thinking about looking at the caller id.

"Hello?" I heard someone laugh in the distance, then a loud slap, and then it went quiet. I laughed.

"Tala? You actually answered?" Oh my god. This boy never gives up, does he?

"Well, if I'd have known it was you, I wouldn't have answered. And now that I do know it's you, I'm hanging up." I started pulling the phone away from my ear when someone screamed in the background, and I heard someone scream my name.

"Tala! Please just listen to him! You don't know how cruel it is to everyone else to hear him think about you all the time!"

"Who was that?" I heard another slap, this one sounding even louder than before.

"Paul, sorry about him. Can we please just talk about this?" I heard the desperation in this voice, and it made me kind of sad. But then I thought about what he did to me, and I just got angry again.

"There's nothing to talk about, Embry." I popped my hip and rolled my eyes. As I did, I say smoke coming from the toaster, and then I smelled it.

"Tala, please just-"

"SHIT! I have to go!" I cancelled the call and threw the phone on the counter. I ran over to the toaster. I just stood there, staring at it. What the hell am I supposed to do with a toaster that's about to catch on fire? My breathing was starting to become hard from the smoke, but it was to the point where I had to do something with it or the house would burn down. I plugged my nose and reached my other hand for the plug. I unplugged it from the wall. I stood there for a minute trying to figure out what to do with one hand covering my mouth and the other holding the plug. I smiled as I thought of what to do. Sometimes I don't know what to do with myself.

I walked through the hallway dragging the cord. I unlocked the front door and threw the toaster out into the rain. I smiled in defeat as I walked back inside, this time leaving the door open behind me to let the smoke out. I walked back into the black kitchen, coughing as I opened the back door and the windows to let fresh air in. I took in a deep breath and it was already getting cleaner in here.

"What the hell did you do?!" I jumped out of my skin and screamed. I turned around to see Embry standing in the doorway, looking like the Hulk as his face grew redder.

"SOMEONE was distracting me and I wasn't paying attention to the toaster and-" I was cut off by a loud laugh.

"You almost lit your house on fire because of your toaster?" That did sound kind of stupid. I shrunk into my shoulders and nodded like a little girl. This only made him laugh louder and harder.

"Hey, like I said, some stupid, homosexual, hormonal, teenage girl was distracting me." His laughter stopped, and he looked at me through frowning eyes.

"What have I done to deserve this behavior from you? I'm sure if Jake apologized for ditching you, you would forgive him. It's just me you have a problem with."

"Actually, I wouldn't. I'm mad at both of you just the same." That was a huge lie. I don't mind Jake that much, but at the moment I hate Embry and I don't know why.

"Stop lying, you're terrible at it." He snapped at me.

"Fine, you're right. I am madder at you than I am at Jake."

"I knew it!" He let out a pity laugh as he sat down at the kitchen table. He placed his arms on his knees, and rested his head in his hands, just staring at the floor. Part of me wanted to go wrap my arms around his broad shoulders and tell him it was OK, but it wasn't.

"Listen, you should leave. I have to clean this up now, and Carol and my dad will be here soon."

"No they won't, they just left." Wow, creepy.

"How did you know that?" His head snapped up and he looked at me with raised eyebrows.

"I saw them leave." He averted my gaze, and went back in to his angry position.

"Embry…I don't know why I'm mad at you, I honestly don't get it. You're my best friend. I think I'm closer with you than I am with Jake and Quil combined. That's why when you ignored me for weeks I got angry. And then in the car yesterday, I told you not to leave, and you just disappeared. It just seems like you don't care about me at all anymore." I looked down at my hands, and reached my hand to my mouth as I started biting my fingernail again.

"But I do care, especially. I said I was sorry for not talking to you, but I am telling you in all honesty that I couldn't. It was impossible for me to talk to anyone. I barely even spoke with my own mother."

"And why is that? Could Sam Uley and his little cult have anything to do with it?"

"Sam Uley is just helping us, you wouldn't know. No one does." He sounded really angry at my comment, and he started shaking.

"Exactly. No one knows anything about you guys, it's kind of creepy. And it makes me mad that you'd rather be with Sam over me and the guys."

"You think that?" He looked up and I nodded. He stood up from the chair and started walking towards me. I backed up as he came at me, and he saw this and stopped walking, also frowning at his inspection.

"Of course I think that, Em. You're always with them. You have no time for me." I didn't add in Quil's name there, because if I did, I wouldn't really mean it.

"I know, and it sucks. I'm sorry. It's not my fault though, go yell at Sam for that one." I laughed, making him smile for the first time.

"There's a lot of things I want to yell at Sam for." He nodded.

"I'm with you on that one." I laughed again. For the first time since he came back, I felt like he was himself again. When he first came back, he was uptight and nervous all the time. Now, he's finally funny and loose and Embry. I closed the distance between us and walked over and threw my arms around his neck. I didn't realize it, but I started to cry. He was a bit taken a back at first, but then he wrapped his arms around me and rubbed my back.

"I missed you." I said after I stopped crying. I felt him inhale in, and I did the same. He smelled like the woods.

"I missed you too, Tal." I smiled, and pulled away from his neck. I looked up to see him smiling back down at me.

"Well, I'm hungry. Want something to eat? Except we can't make anything involving the toaster because I don't have one of those anymore." He laughed, and I laughed along with him. I walked over to the pantry and saw nothing, again.

"Yeah, I'm starved." I turned on my heel and frowned at him. "What now?"

"You know Carol hates me. She thinks I'm fat and wants me to lose weight, thus resulting in no food in the house." Embry rolled his eyes.

"You are not fat. Let's just go out to eat then." Hm, a compliment. Lovely.

"Yeah, sure. I'm just going to go change then." He nodded and I ran upstairs to change. I quickly threw on my favorite pair of jeans and the only clean shirt I had. I stopped in front of the mirror and messed with my hair a little bit. Decent. I ran back down the stairs, and was about to call out to Embry when I heard him whispering on the phone.

"No, Sam, I didn't tell her yet. We just got back on speaking terms, I'll save the horror for later…Yeah…OK, bye." He slammed his phone and put it back in his pocket. Weird…oh well, I guess I'll find out later. I walked into the kitchen.

"Ready?" He looked up at me and smiled. I looked down at myself and saw that my shirt was inside out.

"Uh, your shirt." He laughed and I glared at him.

"I saw, thank you very much." I quickly took it off and turned it back the right way. I looked at Embry while I was putting it back on and laughed. I literally think he was drooling. He saw me look at him, and his eyes went wide and he turned around.

"Jeez, you look like you've never seen boobs before." I heard him let out a nervous chuckle. "Oh god, please tell me you have."

"Of course I have. I'm Embry Call." I laughed loudly at his comment. Boys are so naïve and immature.

"OK, Mr. Cocky. Let's go." He laughed as I lead him out the door. We walked past the burnt toaster.

"You should do something with that or Carol will have your head on a silver platter for dinner."

"Gross. No, I'm going to revolt against her and wait to see what she says about it. It'll be funny. Maybe I'll make some popcorn and watch her attack like Godzilla."

"You are a strange person, Tala Marie." I held my chin up high.

"Thank you, Embry Joel." He beamed when I said his name. Something was strange about him lately. He seems so different even though I know it's the same person. It's like he's…in love. I've seen it in the movies, and its how my dad acted when he first fell in love with Carol. I wonder who it is. Maybe I know her already.

"Earth to Tal." I hand was waving in front of my face. I blinked and looked at Embry.

"Sorry. That was weird. I just spaced out for a minute."

"Dreaming about me?" I snorted.

"You wish. Were you saying something?" He went on with what he was talking about. I didn't really pay attention, I was just kind of nodding and saying yeah every once in a while. What I was really doing was studying him. No, that sounds too creepy. I was watching how he was acting. It was so different. He was so much more open, which I didn't think was possible. He seemed so much lighter, and carefree. He was without a doubt in love. Now I just had to find out who it was. We were halfway through lunch when he stopped talking about whatever it was he was talking about and asked me what was wrong. I was going to reply nothing, but my guts got the best of me.

"Who is she?" His mouth hung open and his food fell out of his mouth. "Gross, we are in public just to let you know." He closed his mouth and swallowed so hard I could hear it.

"Who is who?"

"The girl. I've been watching you, I wasn't really listening to your one-way conversation. You're different."

"I think anyone could look at me and know I'm different."

"Well, obviously. But your attitude has changed. Your personality has changed. You're a changed man, Em. Now who is she?!" I jumped a little in my seat. I was excited that he finally found someone. But something inside me felt wrong. It felt like jealousy.

"Calm down! OK, well you know her." My eyes widened. Great, that makes it so much better.

"What else? Maybe a name?" He shook his head. "Why not?"

"I'm not telling you that today, maybe later, but not now." I frowned.

"So, what's she like?" He smiled. Lovely, he smiles just thinking about her. I'm nothing compared to that. Wait, why do I care?

"Perfect. Every time she laughs, I can't help but laugh along with her. She's the nicest, funniest, coolest person I've ever met. She lights up the room when she walks in. She's the only one who can calm me down, make me feel better, or laugh when I'm in a bad mood. She's my other half, and I think I'm in love with her." I let out a sigh.

"Wow. She sounds…" I trailed off, I honestly didn't want to finish that sentence. She's just what he said, perfect.

"Amazing. Astonishing. Breathtaking."

"OK, I get it. Don't make me puke up what I just ate." He laughed, and continued talking, but I couldn't pay attention. I was too busy thinking of who this mystery girl is. I didn't even know he talked to anyone else besides me, Quil, and Jake. I guess I just miss a lot of things.

After we finished lunch, he took me home. He hung out with me for a little bit, but Sam called and he had to leave. So I was home alone again. I decided to go get the toaster because I wasn't in the mood to be yelled at by Carol. Embry telling me about that girl really put me in a bad mood and I don't know why. Because he's my best friend, so why would I care? I should be happy for him, but I'm jealous. This can't mean…

No, I can't let myself believe it. There is no way that I'm falling for him. But I do think about him a lot, and I did worry about him the entire time he was gone. And it explains why I was so mad at him, and why I care about him so much more than Quil or Jacob.

"Fuck!" I slapped my forehead because I just realized that I was falling for Embry Call, my best friend.