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Hmmm... this chapter is pretty much nothing. Just a stupid chapter. I'm having writer's block, but I felt that I owed my few readers an update :) Thank you, werewolves are love., Superdani, Ginny-Harry-2gether-4ever, maggieandleanneBFFwritereditor, Mistress Persephone, sakuraxcherryxblossomsakuraxcherryxblossom, and rahh.RiOT for your fantastic reviews :) They are apperciated immensely!!

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The next day, my mom had apologized. The apology meant nothing, though. She had done that millions of times. When she doesn't drink, she's a kind, loving person, but when she does drink, she's a whole different person. I loved my mom, though.

I went with Jacob, Embry, Quil, Paul, and Jared to see Shutter.Reluctantly, I might add. I absolutely loathe scary movies. What's the point? I sat between Paul and Quil, and Embry seemed a little hurt. I explained to him that I wanted to catch up with Quil, too. I had spent more time with Embry and Jacob than I had with Quil and Paul.

Now, we were all hanging out in Jacob's garage, talking and laughing. It was kind of cold outside, and, yet, all the guys were shirtless. Jared turned the radio on and the sound of "Shake It" by Metro Station filled the room and I started dancing spontaneously. I couldn't dance, so I danced like a goofball. I had everyone laughing harder than they were before, even I was laughing, while stomping my bare feet on the ground, acting like a complete idiot. I was having a really good time until I felt a sharp pain in my foot.

"Ahh!" I screamed, hopping on my left foot while holding my right one. Quil, Jake, Paul, and Jared thought it was part of my insane dance, but Embry rushed over to me and picked me up bridal style.

"What's wrong?" he scanned my body and brought his eyes back up to my face.

"My foot!" I shouted, nearly in tears, it hurt so badly.

"Hey, why is her foot bleeding like that?" Quil asked.

"There's a nail in it!" Jacob hollered and rushed over to me. "Let's get her inside."

Embry carried me into the bathroom, saying things like, "You're okay," and, "It'll be okay," and, "You'll be fine." along the way. Quil, Jared, and Paul left, saying that someone named Sam needed them. It's kind of funny how I always end up with Jacob and Embry. Embry sat me down on top of the toilet and he sat down on the side of the bath tub, while Jake stood by the sink.

"We've got to pull it out." Jake said.

I whimpered and clutched my foot to my chest, wincing in pain and shaking my head, "No, no, no, no, no... I don't like pain."

"Nobody likes pain," Embry chuckled. "I'm going to pull it out on the count of three."

"Wait wait! I need to hold somebody's hand." I let Embry have my foot and grabbed Jake's hand. It was big enough to put both my hands in, so I did.

"One..." Embry said carefully. I squeezed my eyes shut and waited for two, but it never came. I felt a pain in my foot and screamed.

"You said three, you jerk!" I shouted at Embry. He and Jake only laughed.

"We'd better put some peroxide on it to make sure it doesn't get infected. The nail wasn't rusty, but it could still get infected." Jake said, reaching inside a cabinet and pulling out a big brown bottle.

Embry put my foot over the side of the tub, got the bottle from Jake, and started to pour the liquid on my bleeding foot. It stung a little, but it was nothing compared to the nail that was in my foot.

"We should get her to a doctor." Jake said, looking at my foot.

There was no way that I was going to the doctor, "No, no, no. The doctor has needles. I don't like needles. I'm fine, see?" I struggled to stand up and when I went to take the first step out of the bathroom, I collapsed on the floor and hissed in pain. My foot was beginning to swell and it looked pretty nasty.

"You're not fine." Jake said sternly.

"I am." I crossed my arms across my chest and pouted.

Embry chuckled, "You aren't."

"I am," I whined.

Jake cleared his throat, "We're going to take you to the doctor." He nodded at Embry, who then threw me over his shoulder and carried me out the door to Jake's Rabbit. I was slamming my fists into his back the whole way, protesting.

At the doctor's office, the doctor had stated that she needed to draw blood to see if my foot was infected or not and left me, Jake, snd Embry in the examination room.

"I knew it," I shook my head.

"Knew what?" Embry asked.

"I knew they were going to torture me with needles." Jake and Embry laughed. Just then, a nurse came in holding something that I didn't even want to look at. I whimpered as she told me to lay back and relax, "How? You're going to stick a big needle into one of my major veins!" She laughed and looked over to my two friends who just shook their heads and snickered. She told me to make a tight fist, and I did. But not before shouting, "Hand! Hand!" Embry knew what I meant and was at my side in an instant. He took my tiny hand in his enormous one and told me to calm down. I took a deep breath as the nurse tied that thing around my arm. I wasn't too familiar with what exactly "that thing" was called. I took another deep breath before she stuck the needle in my arm and I squeezed as hard as I could on Embry's hand.

I was still clencing my teeth when the nurse said, "It's over now."

I looked at Embry who was grinning. "What?" I asked him.

"You're such a wimp."

"I am not." I glared playfully at him. The nurse left the room and a few minutes later the doctor entered.

"Well, your foot is infected, which means you need a shot."

"Dang. Can we do it in the other arm? I think this arm has had enough needles for today," I sighed.

She laughed, "The shot is going to have to go in your buttocks."

"My what-ocks?!" I looked incredulously at her and heard Jake and Embry snickering.

"Your butt." she said, smiling.

I took a deep breath and said determinedly, "I'm going to prove to him," I jabbed a thumb in Embry's direction, "That I am not a wimp, so bring it." I puffed my chest out and put my fists on my hips, which caused everyone in the room to laugh. The doctor left and the same nurse reentered the room.

"Happy to see me again?" she smiled and held up a needle.

"No, not so much." I said, feeling the nervousness engulf me.

"I'm going to need you to stand up, pull your pants down an little on the left side, and lean over the table." I told Jake and Embry to turn around, and after they did, I did as the nurse told me. I felt the coldness of the alcohol wipe and whimpered, "Okay, okay. I'm a wimp. I need someone's hand." I heard Embry sigh and he came over to kneel and face me as he grabbed my hand. I felt the needle and I gripped Embry's hand, squeezed my eyes shut, and clenched my teeth.It felt like an eternity before the nurse said, "Okay, all done." I let out a breath that I didn't I'd been holding and stood up to fix my pants.

"Wimp." Embry muttered. I stuck my tongue out at him.

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Okay, this was just a chapter that had absolutely nothing to do with the plot :) I just wanted to update. And I had to retype this like four or five times because my computer is acting stupid. But please review. Writing this chapter made me laugh.