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Embry's point of view

During Friends and Enemies & Belly Rumbles.

I can't concentrate on this pointless school work. All I can think about is Sylvia. I only imprinted on her yesterday yet I've become obsessed. I'm just as bad as everyone else who has an imprint now. All I can think about is my Sylvia and the way she makes me feel.

I can't believe I never noticed her enchanting light brown eyes sooner.

I've never been happier now my future is clear. Before I wasn't sure if I'd ever find someone. I expected to just get a job, move into somewhere with some of the pack and carry on my duty as a protector of La Push, Forks and the Cullen's. Eventually I'd stop phasing, grow old and die. It was a plan I accepted but sometimes I just wanted more.

Every day I watched the guys and their imprints, envious and afraid that I wouldn't find her. I began to think I was destined to be alone. Now I had her. My breathtaking, intelligent, fascinating and so much more Sylvia.

I would fight to the death for her. Whenever I see her everything and everyone else vanishes from sight. Sylvia is my present and future, she is all that matters. The centre of the universe.

"You're thinking about her again aren't you?" Quil, my best friend said in an exasperated voice.

"Yeah, she's just so amazing. Have I told you about how addictive the sound of her laughter is? I could listen to it all day." I sighed.

"I know, I know. You've told me at least fifty times. Your getting worse than Jake!" he complained.

"You can't talk! I'm not the one who spends all his patrols singing kiddie shows theme songs." I laughed.

"Barney is way better than what Sylvia is into."

How dare he insult anything to do with Sylvia! I growled at Quil making him laugh. The few people in our class and Miss Foster jumped and turned to face me.

"Call, please save your dog impressions for detention." Miss Foster ordered.

Detention? Nooo! What about Sylvia? We were going to eat lunch together! This could not be happening to me.

"But Miss, I'm busy this lunch. Please, I won't growl again." I pleaded.

"Fine, Monday. Next time though you won't be able to reschedule. I'm only allowing this because I have your friend Collin Littlesea in for losing his shirt yesterday."

"Thank you Miss Foster."

I didn't talk to Quil for the rest of the period. How dare he insult her taste in music and jeopardise my chances of hanging out with her! He's practically saying she's shit. I hope he doesn't open his stupid gob while she's around.

"Quil, you're not to talk to Sylvia," I ordered.

"Too bad, I've already talked to her a few times and we're well on the way to becoming good friends," Quil smirked

Damn! Sylvia might like him more. No, this is a good thing. If I say something dumb and upset her Quil can fix it and he can put in a good word for me, "Quil?"

"No. I'm not going to convince her to like you or sort out any of your word vomit."

"Fine," I grumbled. "I don't need you anyway."

Why can't my imprint be as easy as Jared's? Kim already had a crush on him and was thrilled about it all. Sylvia doesn't like me and doesn't seem the type to like the idea of a soul mate. My life freaking sucks! I suppose it could be worse, at least I don't have to wait until I'm like thirty like Quil.

I snorted, "You're gonna be 30 odd by the time you get your girl."

He slapped my head as the bell rang. We were not free yet though as this was a double class.

"I'll kick your ass by the way," Embry said casually while making notes in his battered school book.

"If...?" Quil asked.

"If you ever insult anything to do with Sylvia again,"

"Like you could take me on, I could kick your ass to Volturiairia."

I snorted at Quil's pronunciation of Voltaire before correcting him. If he couldn't even pronounce it how was he going to be able to kick me there? What a dumb ass.

"She's a nice girl Embry, I'm really happy for you but I don't envy the road ahead of you," Quil said seriously.

"Do you think she will accept the imprint?"

"In time, probably."

I nodded before continuing with my Geography work not wanting to discuss my imprint any more. I wanted everything the others had now but I knew it would take time. I could be patient and wait until she is ready. I don't understand why I like her so soon. She doesn't like me or seem to need a boyfriend. It really sucks to not have your feelings returned.

I've never felt this way about anyone before. It might not be completely love yet despite what I have been saying but it will be once I get to know her more. I can't wait, only a little longer of fidgeting and concentrating and I can see my imprint which I can't believe I can say now.

It's insane! I finally had something more to live for and this could be a way of making amends with my mom. Once she sees I have a girlfriend who's super brilliant and doesn't hang around with a bad crowd she may believe me that when I sneak out at night I am not causing trouble.

RING!

The bell rang finally!

Quil was already disappearing through the door before we had been dismissed. Miss Foster looked furious for a brief moment before smiling slightly with a glint of evil in her eye. I could tell Quil was done for next time she saw him.

I was last out since I had been growling. Damn wolf within me. I waited outside the class for Sylvia wondering if I should go meet her but I knew she wouldn't be pleased.

Then as I came out of my thoughts she appeared alongside Collin heading towards me. Was this really happening? Without thinking I swept her up into my arms and span her around. Life was getting good now I had someone I could hopefully share it with. Before I couldn't find someone in fear of imprinting and they would never have been a perfect fit for me like Sylvia Cross is.


A/N: Horse Sized Wolves is now complete but if you have read the A/N at the end of Day 1 of Possibly Forever you would know it is not the end of Sylvia's adventures. I will update HSW with a note when Horse Sized Wolves Adventures is up so put this story on your alerts or put me on your author alerts if you are interested in reading other stories by me too. Thanks again, Neeve.