Chapter 8-FML

Paul's POV

Alright, so I know that maybe I shouldn't have brought Macy with me to Sam's party but I really couldn't help it. Ok, shut up, yes I could have, but I had to see the look on Lucy's face when she saw me with another girl. One way to know if a girl is totally in to you is to have her see you with another girl and see if she gets jealous. Shallow? Yes. Did I care? No.

Well, I care about Lucy but I highly doubt that she would get jealous. She just did not seem into me at all. Like the imprint held no effect toward her at all. Maybe it is one-sided. I frown. That would seriously suck for me because I already know I love her. Ugh! Why does being a werewolf have to be so complicated.

Anyway, I showed up with Macy, Mark's imprint. Yea, yea I know it was really mean and all that jazz but the kid would not get enough balls to ask her out and she has had the biggest crush on me since forever. Sure she's a little young but I'm not interested in her anyway. If I was really interested in a 13 year old the girls around here would start calling me a pedophile. Not that I care what they think, but I don't want Lucy to hear that.

I pull up into the driveway and we get out. I have no freaking clue why the hell Macy is wearing slutty clothes to a small house party. She is barely a teenager and she's dressing like a whore. I think she is just trying to impress me and that sucks 'cause Macy is a really sweet girl, I never would want to hurt her. Plus she's my sister's best friend.

Macy clung to my arm the whole way up to the porch, she kinda had to with those stupid shoes she has on. She would have face planted on the grass if I hadn't kept her steady. I look to the window beside the front door and see Leah, Embry, and Lucy looking at me with dumbfounded expressions. Score one for Paul.

"Hey, Paul?" Macy's voice makes me turn away from the window.

"Yea?"

"Is Mark going to be here?" she asks shyly.

I look down at her and almost laugh. Yea Macy had a huge crush on me, but no guy could make her feel the way Mark did. She wasn't shy around him at all, she was herself. How she is with my sister and all her girl friends. I told her yes as we came up to the door and for some reason Macy felt the need to ring the doorbell. Before we stepped in I heard Lucy's voice.

"I don't like Paul. What more is there to say? Listen, I know all of you will probably hate me for feeling this way but I'm sorry. I just don't have feelings for him. Am I attracted to him physically? Hell yea—"

Oh shit.

I so knew it.

A grin made its way on my face and Macy looked at me like I was crazy. I was crazy. Crazy in love. Ok, that was cheesy.

"Hi Paul, Macy," Emily acknowledges us as she leads us in.

"Thank you for inviting us, Emily," Macy says kindly, smiling.

"There's some desserts in the car. Macy made them," I say as we walk into the living room.

"Hey, guys," Macy says, waving to all the guys.

"Hi Macy!" Mark practically yells. Mark doesn't really care that I came with Macy; he was just glad she came, but then again I don't think he noticed that my hand was in hers.

"Hi Mark," she says back.

I nod toward Jared who just shakes his head at me, laughing under his breath. Emily announces that the food is ready. Everyone races out of there leaving Lucy, Macy, and me alone. I let myself look at her for the first time today and I can't get enough, she is just so damn beautiful. Lucy is looking at Macy like trash and while that offended me a little, she is my imprint and nothing she ever could do would really affect me.

"Hi, I'm Macena but please call me Macy." Macy takes her hand from mine and extends it for my angel. Lucy smiles and shakes it.

"I'm Lucy."

"We should probably go eat before Seth, Quil, Embry, and Jared devour it all," I suggeste, not taking my eyes off Lucy for a second.

"Heard that!" the boys say in unison.

"Don't care," I yell back.

Lucy just starts looking at me and she doesn't look away. I can't think of anything else when I am met with those gorgeous blue eyes. Days could have past, hell even years, and I would have been content just standing here looking at her.

"Let's go then," Lucy says, taking her eyes off mine and walking to the kitchen. I watch her walk away. She sways her hips real nice and I think I just about died right there. Not even food could break my trance off her. Damn, she was just too sexy.

"You love her."

I turn to Macy; surprised she said anything at all. "How…?"

"The way you look at her is how Mark looks at me whenever I'm around."

"I'm sorry, Macy. You know you're only like a sister to me, right?" I truly feel bad that I was leading her on. Lucy is already changing my actions and we haven't even had a civil conversation.

"Macy! Hurry and go get your food, I can't fight off these boys for long," Emily calls out.

"Yea Mace, 'cause I might just take all of it before you have the chance if you take any longer," Mark yells.

She ignores them and says to me in a sad voice. "I hope I didn't ruin anything with him. I just…he doesn't know if he loves me, you know? I know you guys can hear each others thoughts and all that but he can hide his pretty well. He imprinted on me, Paul. Imprinted. Meaning he is forced to love me."

I reach out to cup her cheek in my hand. It was nothing romantic at all. "Macy, you know that's not true. You've been friends all your life. You were friends before all this shit started and he loved you then too. Just because he finally realized that you were it for him doesn't mean he was forced to love you. Imprinting doesn't work like that. It shows you who you are meant to be with, uh, it opens your eyes, I guess."

"She has changed you so much and you just met her." She laughs. "I know you imprinted on her, Paul. I knew from the moment you looked at her."

"You're right, she has changed me." I grin. "Come on, Mark is just too excited for you to get back in there."

She smiles sadly and we walk in the kitchen. We go to fill up our plates and I can't help notice how Mark's eyes looked sad. He heard what we were saying. That's just great. I take a place beside Quil and Jake and see Lucy sit across from me next to Seth and Embry. Both of who are single. And desperate.

Shit.

"Are you gonna eat all of that Luc?" Seth asks, astonished.

"Duh," she replies, pouring soy sauce over the sushi and taking a bite.

"But that's a lot for a girl. How are you so skinny?" Seth pokes at Luc's side causing her to squeal.

"Stop it." She laughs.

He doesn't. He keeps tickling her and Embry joins in. Everyone is laughing, watching as Lucy is having a squirming fit while I shoot death glares at both of them but they don't notice because they're tickling her too much. I can't take it anymore, bastards were touching my imprint. I growl and they immediately stop. Ha.

"Cut it out," I say angrily.

"We were just having fun Paul, geez," Embry defends them.

"Whatever, Call," I spit out.

Lucy stops dead cold and turns to Embry.

"Embry is your last name Call?" she asks frantically.

Ok, weird question much?

"Um, yea, why?"

"Oh my God."

"What's wrong, Lucy?" I ask worriedly.

She doesn't reply and I start freaking out. Is she ok? Does she know him from somewhere or what?

"Lucy?" Seth asks, concerned. "Are you okay?"

Then she started doing something really freaky. She smiled. Now that's not freaky, but she smiled like a freaking serial killer.

"Is she having a seizure or something?" Macy asks Emily with concern. She better not be!

Out of nowhere Lucy jumps out of her seat and flings herself at Embry. What the fuck, man?!

"Lucy!" I shout, shooting over to their side of the table.

"What the hell, Lucy?" Embry laughs as they pull themselves up from the floor.

"Guess what, Embry."

"What?" he asks nervously.

"I know who your new roommate is." Lucy smiles.

"What, who?! Wait, how did you know I was putting a room for rent?"

Oh, no. This is not happening. This cannot be happening.

"Oh, I don't know because maybe I'm your new roommate!" she screeches happily.

My jaw dropped open. Embry smiles. I punch him square in the face.

FML.