Chapter 6-Evil Little Leprechaun
Lucy POV
"Lucy! Wake up!"
That's what I heard first waking up, an annoying, pestering voice screaming in my ear. Not a good way to start the day.
"Go away you evil little leprechaun!" I swat at the annoying voice, only getting air.
"No! It's already 11am and you said you were going to Sam's party, it starts in an hour an a half!"
"Shit!" I screech loudly, throwing the blankets off me but failing horridly, getting the blankets entangled between my legs. "God damn it!" I start to untangle myself but it is too late and I fall face first on the floor.
Annabelle giggles.
"Shut up," I growl.
"Nah, I'm good."
"Brat."
"Takes one to know one." She sticks her tongue out.
"Whatever." I get myself up and look down at the welt on my leg. I glare at the mess of blankets beside me." Dumb ass blankets.
"Well, someone's particularly grouchy this morning," Annabelle sings to me, shifting through various shirts in her hand before picking on a tight V-neck long sleeved shirt with a white and black plaid flannel over coat.
"I don't have the best alarm clock." I glare at her. "And I had a bad dream."
Actually, that was a lie. I dreamt about Paul and we were on first beach next to a pile of driftwood having a civil conversation. It was, dare I say, nice. What made the dream so bad was that it ended. Now, here I am with this stupid dream which should mean absolutely nothing yet of course I have to over analyze everything and think that I might actually want to be his friend.
Me, being me, am a firm believer in dreams. They are your subconscious mind telling you something. Dreams are really just your inner-most thoughts playing out.
"Really?" she asks skeptically. "Because you were sleeping peacefully and the sheets weren't tangled—well until now—plus you were smiling."
"I, um, dreamt about…our shopping trip! It was all going good but then we went to pay and, um, we didn't have enough money?" I phrase it like a question accidently but recover by blurting out, "Yeah! That's why I had a bad dream." I smile sheepishly.
"Then why were you smiling?"
"The clerk was a hot guy."
She stares blankly at me for a while.
"You're the worst liar in the world, you know that, right?"
I roll my eyes and go to grab some clothes and bathroom supplies.
"I'm going to go take a shower. I'll be out in half hour. What time are you and Mom leaving?"
"Right now, I just came to wake you up cause I knew you couldn't do it yourself."
"Could too," I grumble. She looks at me doubtful. "Fine, I couldn't." She looks prideful and pulls her outfit on. I look away when she pulls her pajamas off, it's not that I haven't seen her naked, we're sisters of course we are going to since we share a room, but because all the scars and marks on her body. It made my blood boil when I think back to how she got them.
I turn back to see her outfit and am relatively surprised.
"Well, well, well, someone's all dolled up today."
She's wearing the two shirts she had on before and a pair of dark washed style ripped skinny jeans with a pair of leather boots extending half way up her calf. Her hair is also straightened and clipped back to perfection.
"What?" she asks self-consciously.
"You know what." I smirk.
"What?!"
"You dressed up for a boy!" I accuse, jumping up happily.
"Did not!" she yells.
"Oh, you soo did."
"Lucy, shut up!"
"Oh, come on! You've never liked a boy before can you blame me for being just the tad bit excited?"
"It's not a big deal. Mom said I could go to Sam's after our lunch with Sue and Charlie. I just want to look nice." She blushes and looks down.
"I'm sorry for prying. I'm just excited that you are getting close to someone beside me and Mom."
"It's fine. Collin…he's really nice and I can just talk to him without thinking anything of it or getting nervous or shy. He's just my friend."
"It'll be more, you know? I saw the way he looked at you. He likes you a whole lot more than you know."
"How can you tell?"
"It's all in the eyes." I smile. "Member what Tyra says, "It's all in the smise"."
She nods, chuckling.
"Ok, I'm off for my shower. I'll see you at the party."
"Wait," she calls as I step out the door. I step back in and she says, "Aren't you going house hunting today?"
"Mhm, I'll be done in time, don't worry. I think I found the perfect house, hopefully it's not sold already." I smile.
It was sold. The house I wanted was freaking sold.
"So, you're saying that we either have to rent a house to live in with total strangers or find a house in Forks, which is not where we'll be attending school," I say bluntly.
I was not in the mood for this. I had been in this real estate office for almost an hour and we finally come to this conclusion. Move to Forks or share a house with a stranger.
"Yes, ma'am. I'm sorry but they just bought the house a month ago." She smiles apologetically.
"Oh man." I rub at my face tiredly. "Alright, I guess we'll look into the roommate thing, it would be cheaper. What houses are left?"
"We only have about five houses renting." She goes into her desk drawer and pulls out a piece of paper with a nice older looking house. "This house belongs to Maria Call; she just moved out of state to travel and left her house to her son who needs to rent it out desperately." She chuckles. "Anyway, this is the best house for rent right now. Mr. Call's house has two stories, two bathrooms, four bedrooms, kitchen, living room, dining room, and a huge backyard for pets. If you don't like this one we could look at the other four?" she suggests.
I look through the pictures on the house and am immediately impressed. "It's perfect, I love it." The house would fit Annabelle and me perfectly. "I think we have a deal," I tell her, standing up.
"Awesome!" She gleams. "Mr. Call can meet with tomorrow morning at 9am if you like?" I nod. "Okay, great." She gives me a folder full of papers and tells me to call if I have any questions.
"No problem. Thanks so much."
I arrive at Sam's little cottage. My stomach is queasy and I can't fathom why. I've already met all of them, there's nothing to be nervous about. I get out of my car and with my head held high I knock on the door. 10 seconds. That's all it takes before I fly backward onto the grass yard.
"Lucy!" Seth yells in my face.
I rub at the spot on the back of my head, fighting off black spots in my vision. It feels like a bull ran me over. I look around me and realize that Seth tackled me all the way to the yard and there are a whole bunch of candy bars surrounding us.
"Seth! Get off her! You'll squash her to death!" Leah's voice yells at him, sending him to gather up all the candy's before sprinting off. "Lucy, are you okay?" Leah asks me as she helps me up.
"Um, yea just fine," I say sarcastically, brushing the dirt off my jeans.
"Sorry 'bout Seth, he just ate a whole bunch of chocolate," she says as if that explains everything. Looking at it now, I guess it does. "I was trying to get the rest from him but when you rang the doorbell he got the bright idea to head that way and well you kinda got in his path."
"No problem," I reply.
"Lucy, so nice of you to join us!" Emily calls from at the door.
Leah and I make our way inside and I greet Emily with a hug.
"Hello, Emily."
"Come on inside, the foods just about ready."
"That's what smells so good." I smile.
"Thank you." She smiles back. "Leah? Why don't you go introduce Lucy to Mark and I'll set up the food."
"Sure," she responds, not making any eye contact toward Emily. "Just to warn you, Mark is kinda shy."
"I can handle it, Annabelle is too."
"Yea, but at least she talks to people," she mumbles.
Leah leads me into the living room where most of the guys are sitting. I look around, scanning each face, all I see are Nessie, Jake, Quil, Claire, Embry, Jared, Kim and another boy with cropped black hair, dark black eyes and the same and height and build as the rest of the guys but more similar to Jared.
"Hey guys."
There's a cluster of shouts from everyone in the room, the loudest being Embry. I never really took much notice before but Embry is really cute. He had chin length black hair, unique greyish/brown eyes, and the cutest little button nose. He is really adorable.
Leah takes me over to the boy I hadn't met formally yet and he looks up, confused.
"Hey, I'm Lucy," I said, extending my hand to him. "I saw you at the bonfire last night."
"Mark," he nods, ignoring my hand.
I immediately put it down and smile awkwardly. Leah smacks him on the back of the head and he flinches but doesn't say anything, just rolls his eyes and walks over to a lone corner in the room.
"Forgot to tell you he's rude too," Leah says.
"It's fine."
"Where's Collin you guys?" Embry asks.
Everyone shrugs and doesn't answer.
"He's probably out running. He had a lot on his mind last night. He wouldn't tell me what though," Seth says, coming out from the kitchen with a bar of chocolate in his hand.
"Seth," Leah hisses. "Put down the chocolate!" she shouts at him as he goes to take a bite. Seth looks at her like she's crazy and stuffs the whole thing in his mouth, chomping down loudly while making moaning sounds.
Leah charges after him and Seth runs opposite of her ending up tripping over me sending us flying in a messy heap to the floor.
"I'm going to kill you," I tell him after seeing a rip in my new jeans.
"I could think of an overly tall Native American you'd want to kill but Seth is not one of them," Embry tells me, pointing out the open window overlooking the front yard.
