A/N: sos I haven't updated, been pretty busy with football and the tons of homework that they give us at Medina. Listening to tinie tempah- pass out. Bout the only tinie tempah song I like. Plus, Florence and the machines lungs album.

Chapter 10

Typical Situations

This was such a typical situation we had landed ourselves into that I felt almost foolish for not having seen it coming sooner. Of course Seth would imprint on Nahuel's sister. It was in our genes, and we shared the same blood. Just as Nahuel and Taye did. I could almost laugh at myself, which I realized Sharisha was already doing.

"How unexpected," she sneered in her overly bitchy tone, the sort that made me want to go over to wear she was stood, stationary, and pummel her in the gut. "Oh, how happy daddy's going to be about this. I mean, he's just about fuming with Nahuel for letting himself fall for a slutty she-dog,(at this, Sam, who had recently joined us to witness the obvious situation, had to wrap his arm around me to prevent me from ripping at her throat and setting her head on on fire), but now, god, this is going to finish him off. Two of his spawn (I scrunched my nose and squirmed at the latter, the word making me cringe) have a permanent relationship layed out in front of them with his arch enemies." At this she clapped her hands and skipped over to her car, digging her phone out of her pocket and sliding up the expensive touch-screen. We all just gaped at her, astonished at what she just said, until Taye sped over to her at inhuman speed and layed hair palm on top of her sisters fingers that were jabbing at the phone screen.

"Come on Risha, can't we just talk this over before you blab this to dad. I mean, I'm pretty sure he'll be pretty pissed at you, too, for not trying to stop it from happening." She begged, her eyes pleading as Sharisha pondered this for a moment, before shrugging and retaliating to her sister coldly.

"Well, I'm pretty sure he won't be pissed with me as I told him before it got all to far. And, after all, you aren't exactly his favorite daughter at this very moment, so I think he'll more be focusing on you more than me." Taye rolled her eyes, releasing her grip from Sharisha's phone and crossed her arms as she watched helplessly as her sister slid her cell under her hair and upon her ear. I took the opportunity to propose a plan.

"Wait," I rushed, and everyone turned their attention to me. "What if... what if we went to meet your dad in person and me and my brother can explain properly. That way he might understand better."

"No mutt. That won't work." She hissed, her phone still to her ear. "And anyway-" but before she could pursue her sentence, Taye interrupted.

"No, it probably won't, but we might as well give it a try. Can't you just do this one thing, for me and Nahuel. I'm begging you Sharisha, just this once. And also, you'll probably get the satisfaction of watching dad curse us in person."

Taye was right, of course. Sharisha did endure the joy of watching her father fume at us, as we all found out at the least 2 hours later. When we pulled up to the villa Nahuel's family were temporarily accommodating, it instantly confirmed my knowledge that they were filthy rich. The place was set on the edge of the cliff, near the third beach along La Push. It was like and Italian Villa, with stone walls and wooden shutters. The stone stair way leading to the doorway was colossal. Flowers and greenery surrounded it, contradiction with the murky, sloshing sea and chalky cliff near by. It looked completely out of place, looming far to near to the cliff edge. As soon as we detached ourselves from the hideous pink Ferrari Sharisha called her Baby, sweat sounding music filled my ears. It was coming from window on what looked like a small tower, and I instantly recognized it as the album Owl City had recently released. A beautiful girl with curls as if she had just twirled them around her fingers hovered near the window, watching as we approached the mighty flight of steps. She disappeared as I stepped onto the first stone step, so fleetingly I almost began to believe I had imagined her there, the song Umbrella Beach vanishing with her. Before Sharisha could even make contact with the handle, it was rotating, followed by the door swinging open to reveal a small boy with a frizzy mane of hair surrounding his cherub face. The window girl was peering from behind him, earphones inserted.

"Hey Lemar, Kadisha." Sharisha greeted them fleetingly, then pushing past them rudely before they could even respond. She called out to her dad, and Taye rolled her eyes once again.

"Lemar, Kadisha, this is Leah (Lemar raised his eyebrows at this then glanced towards a room were I could faintly hear Basketball scores being commentated from the TV) and Seth." She giggled as she said my siblings name, and this time I saw it was Kadisha's time to roll her eyes (which I had realized were a brilliant amber color) towards the ceiling.

"Hey," they both said in unison before Lemar turned to trudge to an open door were I could see kitchen counters. "Your Nahuel's girlfriend aren't you." Kadisha smiled, holding out her hand as I took it.

"Yeah, I guess." Though I knew I wasn't guessing, as when Nahuel stepped around from behind his sister my breath caught in my throat as it did every time he came into view.

"Leah, what are you doing here?" he asked, sounding surprised at my appearance. He was carrying a small baby in his arms, once again a boy. His hair was a small afro, though he could only have been 6 months or so. His eyes were shut and he was resting on Nahuel's shoulder, and I could see he was fast asleep.

"She's hear to explain and back up what Taye has to tell everyone." Sharisha answered for me, her cruel sneer coming into vision as she greeted a fierce looking man. He was extremely enigmatic, yes, but he looked sly and demanding, a certain authority about his ways, though not the kind that Jacob or Sam carried. He must be around 25, or that age when he was bitten. He had brilliant biceps, covered by a black vest top.

"What's this I hear Taye. You have some information you liked to inform me of." I gulped, trying to swallow the irremovable lump that had formed in the back of my throat. His voice was rich and dark and it seemed impossible not to answer him straight. I could see Taye bite her lip from beside me, and I knew this was going to be harder than I thought, and I started to regret the plan I had come up with.