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"Hey guys!" Rachel said waltzing into the kitchen. "Hello baby," she said rubbing Emily's stomach. "Oh guys this is my bff Dionne, Dee this is Emily, Kim, and Carmen."
"It's nice to meet you," Emily said shaking her hand. She smiled politely at her and didn't even flinch at her scar. That was a point in her favor.
"Nice to meet you too." She was very pretty with curly hair and hazel eyes. Rachel said she was black and Mexican so she was about our skin complexion. "Congratulations on the baby."
"Thank you, Sam and I are very excited. Oh Sam's my husband and the other girls are dating the guys too."
"Apparently we're not separate entities from our significant others," I said rolling my eyes and smiling at her. She laughed.
"That's alright, I've heard so much about you. I feel like I already know you," she said. I like her. "So," she hesitated, "are all of the guys around here as big as Paul?"
I laughed. "If not as big as, than bigger! You should meet Sam and Rachel's brother, their gynormous!"
"Gosh I hope that doesn't become a pattern," she sighed looking genuinely upset. Rachel laughed.
"Dionne has a thing or lack of a thing for tall guys," she said putting her arm around her shoulder. Emily and Kim looked shocked as if they couldn't fathom not having their behemoths of men. I on the other hand thought it was hilarious. At least I wasn't the only one with quirky hang-ups about the guys. It would be sweet justice if she was imprinted on. Just the thought made me laugh.
"Oh I don't know I think Brady comes in handy. He can reach things that are too high. He's good at scaring annoying guys away. And it's just more to admire and love," I said twirling my hair and thinking about the time when he got the blender for me. Sigh. It seemed like so long ago now.
"Still I think I'll pass. Point me out to the short guys," she said.
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When the guys came in we introduced her to everybody except Embry who was acting strangely quiet. It was weird because Embry's not usually that rude and he always has a smile for someone. I exchanged looks with Rachel who didn't say anything but was frowning at him. Kim, being ever observant decided to put him on the spot so that he would be forced to look at her and that was when I got my reward. Embry looked at Dionne with shock on his face and I knew he had imprinted on her. I stifled a giggle as Rachel exclaimed excitedly. Of course Seth wasn't paying attention (hope he doesn't have a mini crush on her that would be bad) and the unthinkable happened. The laid back Embry actually growled. Wowzers! It was something right off of Lion King. "Be Prepared" or what! I nudged Brady and he smiled and squeezed my thigh.
After the awkwardness ensued Dionne left leaving a despondent Embry behind.
"Poor Embrykins," I sighed after he ran off, "oh the woes of the imprinted."
"Woes? I thought we were in constant bliss!" Jared joked hugging Kim closer to him. I laughed.
"Well not everybody started off like you and Kimmy here. Some of us don't begin like a fairytale," I said sticking my tongue out at him.
"But it ends up that way," Brady countered kissing my forehead. Swoon. He was so sweet!
Later on that night I went home and that's when I started getting the feeling I was being watched. I brushed it off as me being dramatic. I still felt a little uneasy with living alone though Brady was over all the time. His mom still wasn't quite up to letting him spend the night (she doesn't want to think of her baby as a sex fiend of course) but he stayed over pretty late. Tonight, however, he was on patrol so I was by myself. I looked out my window to be safe and thought I saw a flash of something. I gasped.
"Okay Carmen girl stop it. There's nothing outside. For goodness sake you're dating a wolf. You've seen it all!" I said to myself. I made myself believe it was Brady even though I knew that I usually felt safe when one of the guys was around and this time I didn't. I closed my blinds and double-checked my lock. I decided not to call Brady because I didn't want him to be more protective than he already was. I stripped off my clothes and buried myself into my covers and turned my TV on. It was hard for me to go to sleep but I finally drifted off.
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When I woke up in the morning I was going to head over to Kim's house but I realized I had a flat tire. Hmm weird, I don't remember that yesterday. I decided to drive over to Jake's garage and get one of the guys to look at it for me. I waltzed in wearing a pair of shorts with a halter top and sandals. I put my hair in a messy bun because I hated when it stuck to my neck.
"Morning guys!" I said cheerfully. They looked up at me.
"What's up Carmen Sandiego," Jake said waving a dirty hand at me. I mentally groaned. What's up with that nickname? Why not Carmen Elektra or Carmen Jones? I heard various hellos and I just waved, that was until I heard a sickly laugh. I grimaced and turned around to see her.
"Alright Amelia you're car should be good now," I heard Brady say walking around the corner. She giggled. Grimace. Somebody strangle me now.
"Thanks Brade, I don't know a thing about cars but you're really good with your hands," she said. I narrowed my eyes. Brady smiled slightly then looked up to see me.
"Hey babe," he said his smile widening and he walked over and pecked my lips. "What're you doing here?"
"Got a flat tire," I said. He frowned and I mentally groaned. Brady considered himself my sole protector and routinely checked my car so the fact that he might have missed that I had a flat would be seen to him as failing to protect me. "Must have just happened last night after I got home," I said quickly.
"Let me take a look," he said walking over to it. He frowned. "It looks like something poked a hole in it. But what could be sharp enough to do that?"
"Maybe somebody has a vendetta," Amelia said smirking. I looked up at her and squared my shoulders.
"Nice SAT word," I said sarcastically. "But it was probably just a nail or a sharp rock and the air finally deflated or something." Brady nodded not looking convinced. Amelia shrugged but she looked smug, entirely too smug to me. I studied her while Brady and Micah went about finding me a new tire. Something about her just rubbed me the wrong way. Besides the fact that she was after my man and that she was a stuck up, haughty little biatch. She studied her nails ignoring me. Brady came over to me to say something and as always he touched me but instead of looking at him I watched Amelia and as he touched me her eyes flashed to us and I could've sworn… I blinked and looked at her and she looked normal again but for an instant I thought I saw…I shook my head. I've been watching too many creepy stalker girl movies. Still…it wasn't just jealousy that made me not like her. There was something seriously wrong with that girl. I would have to keep my eye on her.
Uh oh is something wrong with this chick or what? She just can't take a hint. Btw in case you guys weren't sure Dionne's name is pronounced 'Dee-on' like the football player Deon Sanders, I just spelled it differently. Anywho weiver please!