To start off...I know I have no excuse whatsoever to have kept you all waiting for chapter four all this time. I would like to beg your forgiveness though! I've worked hard on this chapter, and I hope that you enjoy it! I will try my hardest to continue updating somewhat regularly. It may be difficult though because I'm student directing a play and I have a tough senior schedule. I promise to try harder though! If you hate me, I understand, but don't make the story suffer! Enjoy! :D
The wolf walks towards me, licking it's chops in a way that would be comedic if it weren't me in this situation. I know that it may not be the best idea, but I start running. I hear the wolf chasing me and that makes me run faster. It doesn't take me very long to get out of breath since I'm not used to running for my life like this. I trip and the wolf's teeth sink...
"Maria! Wake up!" A male voice demands and I sit up clinging to him, and crying. "It's okay..." He whispers in my ear, rubbing my back soothingly.
"Jake, what's going on?" Another male voice asks, sounding very dangerous. My arms tighten around Jake. That's why I didn't question my instinct.
"Paul, chill out." Jake demands, sounding very authoritative. I sit back and wipe my face, trying to wake up more. "If you can't, then you can wait outside. You're not doing this here."
"Whoa, guys calm down." I say, sounding very groggy. I stand up and Jake puts himself in front of me. "Jake, stop it you're being annoying. Paul, quit being a menstruating woman and tell us what your deal is." I say grumpily. It's quiet, and then they start laughing. "I don't see what's so funny." I say pointedly.
"Nothing, are you okay?" Paul asks, sobering up. I glare between the toy boys. "I'm serious, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." I lie and they both give me a look. "What? You guys never have bad dreams? It's been a long time since I've had one."
"Bull." Jake calls and I wave him off. "Anyway, you should probably get ready. It's almost lunch time."
"Yeah, yeah." I say grabbing the clothes I'd laid out last night and heading to the bathroom. Upon entering, I close the door and turn on the shower. As I wait for the water to warm up I look at myself in the mirror. I look like Hell. My eyes have dark circles under them and my hair is a mess. Continuing down myself, I lift my shirt and see my ribs. Jake was right yesterday...oh wait, I've already realized that. I turn away from my reflection, strip down, and hop into the shower. I wash my hair and my body before hopping out and doing a quick towel dry. I pull on my bra and underwear and then pull on my skinny jeans (which are too big now) and then a tank top before pulling Quil's hoodie over it all. I pull some of my hair back into a pathetic little pony tail and open the bathroom door. I hear the guys talking downstairs.
"I'm sorry Jake..." Paul says, sounding tired. "I have no clue what on Earth I'm doing. I expect one thing, then fate throws me a curve ball."
"Welcome to the wonderful world of Maria." Jake says, laughing a little. "You learn to expect the unexpected with her." I go back to my room and grab my cell phone and put it in my pocket before pulling on socks and tromping downstairs. "Hey Buttercup, you ready?"
"Yeah, I'm just going to take some headache medicine." I say going to the kitchen. "I knocked myself in the head real good last night." I grab the bottle of Aleve and dump two into my hand before grabbing a glass from the cabinet, filling it with water, and taking the medicine.
"What happened?" Paul asks, having followed me to the kitchen. I laugh. "Seriously, what happened?"
"Well, I have this lap desk thing and it's the same color as my comforter. It played ninja, and when I flopped onto my bed, I hit my head really hard." I say and he walks over and makes me look up at him. Before I can stop myself, I blush. "Uh Paul...I know I said you don't have to act like you don't know me, but uh..." I stammer out. He smiles at me, and touches the side of my face.
"Sorry." He says and then lets go of me. I quickly retreat out of the kitchen and to the front door where my boots are. Jake is giving Paul a look. I step into my boots.
"Coat." Jake says and I give him a look, putting my hands on my hips. "Mar, put your coat on." He says, sounding demanding.
"Jake, kiss my ass. I'm perfectly fine in this hoodie. You don't have a coat, so why should I wear mine? It's obviously not that cold out." I say defiantly.
"I don't have a coat because I'm beefier than you are, and I can stay warm without one. You're literally skin and bone, therefore you'll freeze before you get to the car." Jake counters.
"You are no fun, sir." I say as I pout and pull my coat on. I open the door and gesture them through. I feel for my key in my pocket, nod and lock the door and head out after the guys. I climb into the backseat, being used to it.
"You're not taking shot gun?" Paul asks as he climb into the seat. I smile a little and shake my head.
"No, Jake's my chauffeur. Well, when he's not busy or something. It's payment for me helping him pick clothes for when he hangs out with Bella, speaking of which Jakey, you really need help." I say looking at him.
"Sure, sure." He says with a roll of his eyes. He turns on the car and starts driving. "So, are you in the Spring show?"
"No, I don't know if I'm going to keep up with acting." I say and Jake hits the breaks and looks back at me. "Ow! What the Hell! Jacob!" I say holding my forehead, which I'd hit on his seat.
"Dude!" Paul also yells, sounding seriously pissed off. "Are you okay?" He asks, looking back at me with a worried expression.
"Yeah, I'm sure a double concussion is no big deal. Just keep driving, Jake. I'm giving up on acting because I'm not going to leave here. My mom needs me and I need her." I explain as I look at my big dummy.
"I'm sorry." Jake says as he continues driving. We get to a house and the boys hop out. Jake opens my door for me and I swing my legs around and look at the house. It's cute.
"Is...Embry here?" I ask, choosing to be grown up and not call him 'He Who Must Not Be Named', he isn't cool enough to be the Dark Lord anyhow.
"Not yet..." Jake says, not seeming to like the thoughts that come to his mind when he takes in my lack of reaction to that.
"Why don't I just pop in, say hello, then head back home then?" I say as I stand up out of the car.
"We'll see." Jake says as he closes the door and starts walking, directing me gently. We walk up the steps and I trip. He stops me from falling and I smile up at him sheepishly. "Try not to hurt yourself Mar, we kind of need you." Jake opens the door and gestures me inside. I hesitate.
"Oh for the love of...come in." Paul says as he walks over and gently leads me inside. "Maria, meet Sam, Emily, Jared and Kim." He says gesturing at everyone.
"It's nice to meet you." I say, sounding like a normal person. "Thank you for the meal yesterday, Emily. It was fantastic." I offer with a smile.
"Well, Jake was right. We need to get some meat on you. What possessed you..." She says and I can't help but laugh. "What?" She asks, and I can tell she's genuinely worried about me.
"I'm not anorexic or whatever you may be thinking. Food just hasn't been a top priority in my mind lately." I explain.
"Yeah, and she used to be a bigger fat kid than me." Jake says and I shoot him a look. "It's true." He says with a shrug.
"Jake, need I remind you of the time that you ate an entire batch of mac and cheese? It was disgusting." I say and everyone laughs. My cell phone rings, playing 'He's a Pirate', and I answer it to Margo screaming. I hold the phone away. "Quit bragging! I want one!" I exclaim over the screaming.
"It's fun teasing you though!" Margo says with a laugh. "Anyway, darling. I just wanted to let you know I bought you something." She says.
"Grrr. I'll get you back Puffin." I say. "But hey, I've got to go. I'll call you later Love, kisses." I say before hanging up. "Sorry, my best friend enjoys teasing me over the plethora of attractive men in Florida."
"Yuck Mar." Jake says as he ruffles my hair. "Anyway, would you mind sitting with Kim and Emily for a little while? Us guys promised we'd run some errands for her." He says and I shrug, I've never been shy.
"Alright, bring me some Twizzlers if you can? Quil was an Ass Clown and forgot." I say with a slight frown.
"Alright, but we're going to work on your candy problem...and Ass Clown?" He asks and I shrug, I've recently developed an obsession with Robert Downy Jr...and Iron Man.
"I don't have a problem." I say stubbornly. He just shakes his head and then leaves with the boys. "So...what do you two do for fun?" I ask, turning to them.
"I raise you two Twinkies and a Ding Dong." I say, tossing in the aforementioned goods. Emily looks between her cards and me before folding. I look to Kim, who also folds. "Yes!" I exclaim, bringing my loot to myself. "I'm happier than Leo DiCaprio when he won the tickets to the Titanic!" My cell phone suddenly rings and I answer it. "City Morgue! You stab 'em, we slab 'em! How may I help you today?"
"Hey Mar, what's up?" Jake asks and I look around for a moment then get a mischievous look on my face.
"Oh, you know...the usual. Playing strip poker with Emily and Kim. What about you?" I say nonchalantly and my two new friends laugh.
"You're so funny, anyway we're on our way back and I wanted to let you know that he's with us." He says...well warns me. My heart falls into the pit of my stomach and I get the sudden desire to run as fast as I can. "Mar?" Jake asks, sounding slightly concerned. "Hey, it'll be okay." He continues, and for some reason...I don't believe him.
"Yeah...well I've got to get back to my game. I'll see you soon." I say and then hang up, not waiting for a response. "They're on their way back." I relay the information. They look relieved.
"You know...Embry really is sorry for what he said to you." Kim says gently. I shrug and start shuffling the cards.
"Yeah...but when is enough, enough? I have to prioritize my happiness, I can't be constantly worried about which version of him I'm going to get that day." I say, definitely not sounding like myself. I shake my head and smile at them. "That's enough of that then...hmm what to do now?"
"Well, I need to start a batch of muffins." Emily says as she stands up. "You're more than welcome to help if you'd like." She offers and I feel some weird form of shyness creep into me.
"Nah...people tend to not trust me when it comes to cooking. I'm lucky they let me even make mac and cheese." I say, rubbing the back of my neck.
"Well I trust you, and I think that's enough." She says with a smile. I stand up and walk over and start helping. I don't even really notice when the guys get back.
"Hey Mar-Mar!" Jake exclaims and I jump ten feet in the air and land in a ninja pose. "Whoa there Michelangelo, no need to kill me."
"Oh, as if I could kill you. Leave me alone woman, can't you see I'm cooking?" I say gesturing to what Emily and I are doing.
"Well...I'm going to have to borrow Mar for a minute Emily." Jake says and she nods. I look between them before losing the color in my face.
"No. No. No. I'm not ready for that, please don't make me. I haven't had the time to mentally prepare myself, let alone physically prepare myself for what I know is going to be a not good situation." I say...and most of the words run together like I'm speaking some foreign language. Jake has known me long enough, though, to be able to understand me.
"Mar, it won't be bad. I'll be with you the entire time." Jake says as he gently puts an arm around me to lead me off. I take very small steps, definitely dragging my feet.
"Jake." I say, trying to turn on the charms so he won't make me. I glance around the room, looking for an ally, and my eyes fall on Paul. He meets my gaze and I quietly plead with him.
"Jake..." Paul says, looking between me and his friend. He stands up and walks over to us. "I'll come with too." There's no way I could out-run any of them...they're taller than me. I guess I could climb a tree faster than they can. We get outside and I see Embry standing by Jake's car. He looks up at me and...to put it lightly, he looks horrible.
"What the Hell, Maria?" He asks, probably referencing how skinny I am. I scowl, when are people going to stop talking about it?
"It's getting annoying...this whole people asking me 'what the Hell?', most likely in reference to my weight loss. So if you'll kindly shut the Hell up, Embry, I'd appreciate it greatly." I say, a bite to my tone. Jake laughs and I give him a look. He just shrugs.
"Well, how can I apologize if I'm not talking?" Embry asks walking forward. Jake nudges me forward and we head over to meet him.
"I don't know, you should be able to figure something out." I say. "You are obviously so great with words when it comes to tricky slash stressful situations. Oh, and not to mention when people get fed up with your shit. You hate being called out." I say, on a roll now. The bitch switch has been flipped. "Then obviously, years of friendship are nothing to you when you get mad. It's enough to call me fucked up when you know very well why I am the way I am. None of that matters, though. Right? If Embry isn't happy, then all of our lives should be Hell. I was told you're sorry, and you didn't mean it. Okay. The only person who can prove that is you."
"Well dang..." He says, looking to be very nonchalant, which only serves to severely tick me off. "I pissed you off enough to flip the bitch switch..." Suddenly, he's on the ground and Paul is beating the crap out of him. Jake picks me up and gets me out of there.
"What the Hell!? No!" I scream, trying to get out of Jake's hold. "You have to stop them!" I say, then get a real good look. Embry's not fighting back. "Jake!" I scream, still fighting.
"Paul. That's enough!" Sam says as he steps onto the porch. His tone holds a certain authority. Paul stops mid punch. From where I am, I can see that Embry's nose is bleeding. I finally break Jake's hold on me and run over to Embry. I shove Paul away and take his chin in my hand examining his nose.
"I think it's broken." I say, turning his head from side to side to get a better look at things. He reaches up and brushes away tears I didn't know I was crying.
"It used to be rare to see you cry..." He says, looking at me. I roll my eyes. "What?" He asks, seeming incredulous.
"Did you have to go and make this one of those gushy scenes? It's your fault I've turned into the stereotypical crying girl. You piss me off...but you're still my brother." I say and then hug him. He hugs me tight.
"I'm so sorry, Mar." He whispers. "You have every right to never speak to me again." He holds me tight, doing more of the comforting now due to the traumatic experience of seeing him get the crap beat out of him.
"Just shut up. I told you, you're my brother." I say, squeezing him hard for a moment. "Okay, now lets get you to the hospital." I say going to stand up. He stops me. "Embry, what are you doing?"
"Well...I can't tell you exactly what." He says and I stand up by myself, giving him my infamous narrowed eyes look.
"Question. Are you..." I take a deep breath. "kidding me!? I have half a right mind to go home, get Guadalupe and beat the living Hell out of you with him! I am so sick of your game playing! I was having a fantastic day! I was learning to cook! I have Jake back, and then you have to go and try to ruin it! Well you know what, Call!? You're not going to!"
"That's enough." Sam says, sounding authoritative again. I turn around slowly, my vengeance still a force to be reckoned with. He just stares back at me.
"I don't want to hear anything from you Sam Uley, I've been civil. They start hanging out with you and all of a sudden you think that you're their god or something? Well, if that's the way they feel, that's fine. I won't be ordered around by some jerk nugget!"
"Alright everyone, that's enough." Emily says, only sounding like she wants the tension to stop. "Sam, you don't have power over Maria. Embry, you shouldn't have said anything. Let's all just calm down and come back inside?"
"Thank you for teaching me some stuff Emily, but I think I'm going to go home." I say and turn around and start walking. It's not that bad.
"Look, if you're going to insist on walking, let me at least walk you." Paul says and I turn around, giving him a look. "Damn it." He mutters and then sighs. "Sam, can we tell her?"
"You can, you've known that for a while Paul." Sam says and Paul looks frustrated. "Jacob, Embry. Let's let them talk."
"I'll be right inside, Mar." Jake says, making eye contact with me. I believe him, for one reason or another, so I nod. Everyone heads inside but Paul and myself.
"Well?" I ask expectantly. "Are you going to tell me why you started hitting Embry?" I sit on the hood of Jake's car.
"I didn't like the use of the word 'bitch' when it was associated with you." He answers, walking over and sitting next to me.
"Well, if you haven't noticed...I am a bitch. Well...THE Bitch. My mother taught me from that if someone doesn't like me or something, to give them a reason not to." I explain. "The bitch switch is the 'physical' interpretation of a catalyst that starts me on a roll."
"Oh...well...I don't think you're a bitch." He says and I can't help but laugh. He smiles. "I'm sorry for upsetting you."
"You know, you're the only one who has directly apologized for upsetting me. Thank you for that." I say, definitely sounding like a normal person.
"It's hard to see you upset...because well, you're Maria Clark, you're weird and you're happy about it. You're just a happy person in general." He continues.
"Correction, I was a happy person in general. My general mood now is a mixture between miffed and sad. Quil and I agreed that the world is off it's axis. I've been trying to be weird, but it's like all the weird has been stolen from me." I say, shaking my head.
"Well...there has been a lot of weird around here lately. Well...I guess the best way to explain would be to start with the legends. You know them, of course." He says, internally smacking himself (I know the face). "Okay, so you know the spirit warriors, right?" He asks, looking at me. I nod slowly. "Well...we're shapeshifters...wolves."
"Okay...I hear you...I see your lips moving, so I know that you're speaking. What in the name of Dean Winchester?" I ask calmly. He chuckles.
"Do you believe me?" He asks and I give him the 'really?' look. "Okay...I don't trust myself to show you. So you're just going to have to take my word for it. Please?" He asks. "I mean, it's the reason why Jake and Embry left you. The same reason why I had to leave my friends. Quil's going to change too, it's only a matter of time."
"So wait...let me get this straight. My best friends are fluffy bundles of joy?" I ask and he really laughs. "I'm serious! Don't you laugh at me Paul Lahote!"
"Yes, they are." He says, between laughs. I mock glare at him. "I'm sorry." He says, struggling to keep a straight face. "Anyway...we're shapeshifters, and you're a special person to all of us now." He says standing up. He starts walking.
"Wait, Paul. What's so special about me?" I run to catch up with him. He doesn't stop. "Paul!" I grab his arm.
"It's nothing, you're just someone who we especially want to keep safe." He says, but I can tell that it isn't nothing. Should I drop it?
"From cold ones?" I ask, and he nods. "Oh, alright. Well, anyway I will find out what you're hiding Pauly." I then stop. "Wait a minute. Cold ones. Vampires." The memory of my dream from when we were at the drama competition comes back to me. "This is all real..."
"Yes...are you okay? You look sick." He asks and I nod, though I'm not really sure. He walks towards me and I hold out a hand to stop him. I turn away and throw up.
"At least you didn't throw up on him." Jake says as he sits next to me in the back seat. I refuse to go inside.
"Jake...shut up." I say, doing my best not to laugh. "Seriously though..." I look up at him, my eyes conveying what he needs to know.
"Your nightmare isn't going to happen. Your best friends are werewolves...I think we can take them." He says. "Now come inside, you need to eat something."
"Okay..." I say quietly. I open the door and climb out, Jake follows and we head inside. I do anything I can to avoid looking at Paul. Stupid weirdo butterfly tummy feelings. Wait a minute...this is how I used to get around Embry when I first started seeing him as a boy instead of just my idiot.
"How ya holdin' up?" Jared asks after receiving a jab in the ribs from Kim. I look at him with a raised eyebrow.
"I'm fine...I blame Jacob." I say and he ruffles my hair. I laugh. "I'm not mad at anyone as of...actually that's a lie. I blame Susie Daniels. What. A. Nancy."
"What's a Nancy?" Jared asks and I feel a grin spread across my face. "I should prepare for something crazy."
"Yup!" I say cheerfully. "Well...I put it this way for my mom once. Would people rather me call someone a whore or a Nancy?"
"That's new, what brought that on?" Embry asks as he walks into the living area, face good as new.
"A conversation with Quil and Margo. You wouldn't be interested...Quil didn't even want to be there." I say, chuckling at the memory. "He says that there's two of me now. That's not true though, Margo and I are very different."
"How?" Jake asks dryly. I toss him a dirty look. "All I'm saying is that...Bella's here." He stands up. "We'll finish the story later, okay?" He says as he walks out the door.
"That's going to get annoying. Fluff nugget." I grumble, earning a few chuckles from my new friends.
"Hey, Mar-Mar! Think of it this way, you got a deal! Buy two, get six free! You know, because you've got some new friends and everything." Embry says, seeming excited by this thought.
"Bro...you just made yourselves sound like prostitutes. I don't know how many times I have to tell you, you can't handle all of this." I say, gesturing down at myself. "That is why you always get kicked out."
"No, I get kicked out because you're stubborn and enjoy giving me a hard time." He says and I give him my best unimpressed look.
"Anyway. I gained more than six friends out of all of this. The Clearwater boy and Margo are also my friends." I wave to Bella as she walks in. "Hey Bella, you've got a place in the normal nugget club." I give her a thumbs up.
"Uh, thanks." She says, sounding awkward as usual. I sigh...one of these days I will pull her out of that protective candy coating she has on herself. She's like an M&M.
"Earth to Mar-Mar." Embry says as he waves a hand in front of my face. I judo chop his arm and then hold my hand, frowning.
"Dude." Paul says, a warning in his tone. I give him my famous raised eyebrow look. "I mean...you should know that's her natural reaction by now."
"Funny, Paul's the nicest to me." I say giving Embry a look. "Jake's the blonde, and Embry just sucks eggs. Or something else. I'm still not convinced that you're straight by the way." I say looking at him.
"I'm not gay!" He says with a frown. "I'm as straight as an arrow." He says and I just give him my 'uh huh' look.
"If you're straight, then me questioning your sexual preference shouldn't bother you. Are you also not confident in your sexuality?" I ask with raised eyebrows.
"Owned!" Jared says offering me a high five. Too lazy to get up, I air-five him. "It is easy to own him though."
"He is supposed to be my personal slave for all eternity." I say, earning raised eyebrows from mostly everyone in the room.
"We were eight!" Embry exclaims and I shrug. "What? So pinky promises are binding contracts?"
"Hell yeah they are!" I exclaim. "Embry Ryan, pinky promises are the most sacred of all promises. That isn't what I was referring to though. When we were seven, you forgot about my birthday and promised to be my man slave forever."
"Well yeah, that's when we were always married when you made us play house." Embry says and I shrug.
"Ironically enough, Jake was our puppy." I say, chuckling. "My cute little fluffy buddy." I say sending him a cutesy look. Bella smiles a little and laughs. "So she does laugh!" I say jumping up in an 'in your face' manner. "Good, because I was starting to think I wasn't funny."
"Oh, you're funny." She says, almost apologetically. I smile my thanks and sit back down. Jake leads Bella to the couch and sits down as well. I lean my head back and stare up at the ceiling.
"Are you okay?" Paul asks, walking over and sitting next to me. Everyone is pretty much absorbed in their own conversations. I refuse to look at him.
"Yeah, just tired. Sorry for freaking out earlier." I say, even though I generally don't apologize for being me...I generally don't freak out though...hmm. I guess there's a first for everything.
"It's alright...it's a lot to take in. Jacob's right though, we'd never let anything happen to you." He insists, sounding like he's trying to make eye contact with me. I'm being difficult though. I'm trying to not be embarrassed, but it's kind of impossible. I threw up...that's just nasty.
"I know...but it's still scary. What if one time you didn't get there in time? What if I were being difficult and wandered off on my own to...oh say the woods near the river?" I say, referencing my dream.
"Don't be difficult then." He says, being totally serious. "I know that'll be tough on you, but you can do it." I give him a look. "Okay...just stay near me and nothing will happen to you."
"Oh, because I can be attached to you at the hip at all times." I say with a roll of my eyes. "I'm not even with Quil that often and he sees the most of me."
"Well, I guess we're just going to have to become best friends too." He says, looking at me seriously.
"You don't want in on that kind of commitment. I made Quil sign a friendship contract. There's a clause that states that he can't not love me, no matter what. I believe it's called the 'No Way Out' clause." I say then think. "Huh...I should make Embry and Jake sign it too. I need to add some new clauses though...my life just gets more and more complicated."
"What do you know about complicated?" Jared asks, earning the glares from me and three other men in the room.
"My dad died when I was a little girl. Two of my life long best friends abandoned me for a while. My mother must work constantly so we can make ends meet, and I have to put up with idjits like you who ask me what I know about complicated." I say simply. I face my problems realistically...I just choose to ignore than outwardly. "On top of that, I have the fear that I'm not going to get into a good enough college when the time comes and I won't be able to support my mother like I always promised when I was little. I fight to keep the number one rank in our class so that I'll have the attention of colleges when they're passing out scholarships." I shrug. "So, that's just a look. Since you were curious."
"Excuse Jared, he can be an idiot sometimes." Sam says giving him a look. "He looks at his situation as more complex than a 'regular' student's. Most of the guys do, actually."
"I suppose going furry would be complicated, but it's not the only complicated." I say with a shrug, not really offended. "I wouldn't expect anyone to know what I go through, because I kind of don't like broadcasting it. I also try to keep quiet about my smarts because jocks are annoying when they ask smart people to do their homework."
"Yeah, Mar's a genius actually. As hard as that may be to believe." Embry says and I glare at him. He smiles. "We all know you're going to get into like Harvard or somewhere like that."
"Idjit, you know I don't want to go to Harvard." I say, matter-of-factly. "Stanford would be cool, but I was just thinking State."
"What would you like to study?" Emily asks as she comes out of the kitchen with a plate of muffins. I smile.
"Well...I want to study psychology. Eventually I might decide become a counselor, but I don't know." I say with a shrug. "I'll just have to see where the chips land."
"Oh! Mar, remind me later. I bought Kirk a brother." Embry says as he snaps and points at me. I raise an eyebrow. "He looks exactly like him, I swear."
"I don't trust your opinion Princess." I say in passing. Everyone looks confused and I fight my laughter.
"What's with the whole Princess thing?" Paul asks, stepping up to the plate. I get my mischievous smile on my face.
"I am so happy that you asked my dear friend. You see, explanation about something that's none of y'alls bid-ness." I say smartly. "That's between me, Margo, and Quil. Oh, and the Clearwater boy's somewhat in it...but I think I scare him."
"Oh, he's in love with you." Jared supplies me with the information. "I heard him talking the other day about how beautiful you are." I raise my eyebrow.
"Okay...he must have me mixed up with someone beautiful. Pretty...superbly awesome...god-like, I'll accept." I say, shaking my head.
"Good to know..." Paul says and then catches himself. He looks away from me, and I hear Jared snicker a bit.
"Okay...I feel like there's a loop and I'm not in it. So I'm going to jump in and knot everything up." I say looking around. "What's the deal?" Everyone looks uncomfortable. "Or we could all ignore the noob, that's cool too."
"All in good time my dear." Embry says and I narrow my eyes at him. "Now's just really not a good time. We've got sort of a big problem." He announces and my eyes must go wide. "We'll be okay though! Gah, I'm an idiot."
"Yeah, you are." Paul says, looking severely pissed off. "Hey," He says, turning to me. "You're going to be okay."
"It's not me I'm worried about. I don't want some bitch killing any of you." I say, being totally honest. "I may not have known you, Sam, and Jared as long as Jake and Embry, but you're friends now."
"We'll be safe, you just focus on keeping yourself safe." Sam says. "That goes to say you're more than welcome to spend time here over break."
"Alright." I say, going quiet. Anyone who knows me, knows that when I go quiet...I'm not really okay with something. It generally means I'm depressed, pissed off, or I have a really bad feeling about something.