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The next morning when I got up, everyone was eating in the kitchen.
"Hey Jake. Sam called. There's been some vampire activity in La Push, so he wants me back. I'm going to take off soon." Quil said.
I nodded. "Alright. Well. I hope to see you soon, man." I said as I gave him a 'bro' hug.
"Yeah." He said as he turned to leave. He was almost out the door when he stopped and turned back. "Carlie seems like a great girl, Jake. I can tell she has feelings for you. Just…when she's ready, it's the right time. Don't worry about right and wrong."
I frowned. "Quil, I couldn't do that to her. She deserves-"
"No." he interrupted me. "She'll let you know when. You deserve happiness."
I took a deep breath. "Ok. Thanks Quil. We'll see you later."
He nodded once more and left, running into the woods.
I thought about what Quil said for the rest of the week. Did her see something in her that I didn't? He seemed to think that I wouldn't have to wait until she graduated. I had mixed feeling on this. On one hand: AWESOME. Then on the other: she's still so young, I cant take the rest of her life away from her. This sucks/is awesome.
I was dreading the dance. So was Embry, he kept complaining that the music would be to loud for our already sensitive ears. He was right. But, the more I was thinking about it, I needed some one to keep me in check.
I remembered the one school dance I went to. Freshman year homecoming. I never went to another one because they were kind of lame. But I remember the dancing. Grinding. If Cook was going to be all over her, I needed Embry to either get me out of there before I phased, or explain to everyone why I exploded into a wolf and killed a student. I pointed that out to Embry. He rolled his eyes and grudgingly agreed to go.
I overheard some locker room talk, and apparently Cook pressured Carlie into having the 'after party' at her house. Where no parents were. I planned on staying close.
The dance started at 8pm. Carlie hosted a bunch of other girls to get ready at her house. I watched from the woods and picked up parts of their conversations:
"So, Carlie. Are you and Andrew like, sleeping together yet?" Leslie asked.
Carlie's eyes widened in surprise, "No! Oh my god! Did you hear that some where?" I was pleased.
Leslie shrugged. "Well, you two are practically inseparable. I just thought you would be."
Carlie calmed down a little bit. "Oh. No. I'm not interested in doing that quite yet." Quite yet!?!?! Did that mean she was going to?!?!?!
Leslie raised her eyebrows, "Wait. Are you a virgin?"
I held my breath for the answer. Carlie blushed. "Um, yeah."
Leslie laughed. "Oh. My. God."
"What?" Carlie seemed a little panicked.
Leslie laughed harder. "Well. We just thought you weren't. I mean, all the guys at school drool over you and we figured that you have had your fair share of hot European boys."
Carlie's blush deepened. "Um. No. Andrew is my first real boyfriend and I was always with my parents and my family, so no guy ever approached me. Except for…never mind" She said quietly.
Leslie smiled smugly. "Well wow. I thought you would have been more experienced than me, which is hard to beat."
"Oh?" Carlie prodded.
"I've been with over 30 guys." Carlie gaped at her. Leslie laughed. "Yep. And I have a new target."
Carlie shifted uncomfortably, she could tell Leslie wanted her to ask who it was. Carlie knew Leslie was an attention whore. "Um, who?"
Leslie grinned. "Mr. Wolfe."
FUCK. EW. SICK.
Carlie spun around. "What?!"
"Yeah. Don't you think he's sexy?"
I held my breath for the answer. Please say yes. Please say yes.
Carlie swallowed and I heard her heart beat pick up. "Um- I- Well he's- I don't know."
HA. She does! She just doesn't want to admit it. She thinks I'm sexy.
Leslie laughed. "I'll take that as a yes. Don't worry though, I wont tell Andrew."
"Well, I mean, he's not ugly. But isn't he kind of old?"
Ouch. I'm 26!! But I don't look a day over 25.
"Uh, that's the point. And I also heard rumors that he slept with Ms. Bronwell. You know, the secretary? So I bet he's really good in bed."
Shit! Leslie better shut her fucking mouth! But I've been told on several occasions that I am a sex-god. But, ew. There is no way in hell I'm going to sleep with Leslie.
"Oh. I didn't hear that. I bet its just a rumor though. Mr. Wolfe seems like an ok guy. That's why he probably wont sleep with you. I mean, you're 17 and his student. I bet he has more class than that."
Hum. 17 and my student…now I really am resolved not to sleep with her. She would think badly of me.
Leslie smiled. "Oh trust me. He always seems to be standing behind me. And sometimes I see a little tent in his pants when he sees me. And I always make sure to look my best for gym, and I think he notices."
NO! They can not see my morning wood!? Can they? Has Carlie? God. I need to make it clear to Leslie that I don't want her. Shit. Has anyone else noticed my reactions to Carlie?
"Oh. I haven't noticed." Carlie said awkwardly. Thank the dear lord!
"Well, anyways, I heard that he is chaperoning tonight. I'm pretty sure once he sees me in my dress, we'll leave together."
Just as Leslie finished her rant, they stepped into view. I almost threw up when I saw Leslie, she was in a hot pink leopard print ho dress. It went down to her belly button! But then I saw Carlie, she looked beautiful. She was in a pale pink strapless dress that hugged her curves. Her hair was pulled back into a soft wavy bun.
I've never wanted to fuck a person more than I did right now. A thousand different scenarios ran through my head. Her dress would be so easy to slip off, then all of her pale, soft flesh would be there for me to touch. I could slowly take down her hair, letting it cascade down her bare back. Then-
EW! NO! STOP IT! Seth screamed in my head. You don't want to think about that stuff, Jake.
Sorry, sorry. You're right. I replied, feeling guilty.
Seth stayed with me until all the guys arrived, they took five billion pictures, and then left to go out for dinner. I ran back home to get changed.
Embry was waiting for me. "Dude! I got us something to wear!" he said with a stupid smile on his face.
"Oh god. What?"
He smiled and pulled out a shirt with a tuxedo graphic on it. I smiled. "Nice." I commented before running to the shower.
Embry and I got there, in our matching shirts, about a half an hour before the dance started.
We were briefed on what was and wasn't allowed. Seemed pretty straight forward. But, much to my dismay, grinding was allowed.
Being teenagers, they all decided to show up 15 minutes after the dance started. Some of the girls' dresses were so slutty. From what I saw of Carlie's her's was sexy, but classy.
When I finally saw Carlie my breath was taken away. She just looked so beautiful. The only ugly thing on her was Cook. I got pissed when I saw him. And smelled him. He was piss-ass drunk. Embry noticed it too. "He looked smashed. Do you think Carlie will be ok?"
I growled. "I'll make sure she is."
I watched for an hour as Cook and Carlie were all over each other. They played 'Smack That' Cook fucking took it literally and touched her ass for the rest of the song.
They continued to play rap song after rap song. They all had some 'lets fuck' lyrics. Who the hell picked the music? Embry just stood near me and calmed me down when I started to growl or shake.
At one point, Cook went to the bathroom. Carlie was talking to some wallflowers. She's so nice. But when she spotted me, she smiled and walked over to Embry and I.
Embry coughed and excused himself to get a drink when she stopped in front of me. "Nice shirt." She commented.
I smiled and shrugged. "I think it made me look pretty classy."
She laughed. "You're right. All the other guys here look homeless compared to that."
I shrugged. "Embr- Er, Mr. Call is in a matching one."
Carlie nodded. "That's cool."
"Oh, there you are Carlie!" Leslie said in a sweet voice. "I've been looking all over for you."
Carlie smiled. FUCK! It was planned! My own imprint just tried to set me up with someone else! "Oh, I'm just talking to Mr. Wolfe. But, hey! I see Andrew coming out of the bathroom, I'll see you guys later." She smiled at Leslie and left.
Leslie gave me her 'sex eyes' I think, I wouldnt know because she's blurry to me. "Mr. Wolfe, you look lonely over here al by yourself. Do you want to dance?"
I took a deep breath. "Um, no. I'm ok. Mr. Call will be back any second."
Leslie pouted. "But I don't have anyone to dance with."
I looked around wildly for any wallflower guy. I grabbed Zack Roberts and pushed him at her. "Now you have Zack." I said and rushed away.
Embry was laughing his ass off near the punch table. I punched him. "What the fuck? You should have had my back!" I hissed in his ear.
That only caused him to laugh more. "Yeah and a werewolf wouldn't be able to fight off a 100lb girl!"
Leslie made a few more attempts, but I found a way out of every single one. I was worried about the after party at Carlie's. No one there could protect her, I sure as hell couldn't just burst in. But I would…
It was a half an hour until the dance ended. Cook was getting progressively more handsy. So I stood pretty close to them, trying to hear their conversation.
"Hey Baby, d'yaana get outa here?" he slurred.
"There's only a half an hour left. But you look like you could use some fresh air."
Cook smiled. "Yeah. Lets gout inda hallway." He said as he took his hands off her hips and grabbed her hand. He dragged her out into the hallway.
Embry shifted beside me. I was growling. "I don't like this." I whispered to him, "He's drunk. I'm going to…"
He nodded and I walked near the hallway, just so I could listen. All I could hear was kissing noises. I felt the fiery pain spread through my body.
I quietly stepped into the hallway. Cook had Carlie pushed up against the wall, he was giving her sloppy drunk kisses as his hands slowly made their way down.
I growled and shook when he touched her bare thighs. Suddenly, Carlie broke the kiss. "Andrew."
He kept kissing her neck and toughing her. "Huh?" he moaned.
"Stop. I don't want to…" she said as she tried to push him off.
He smiled against her neck. "Baby, come on. We've been together for awhile, I think its time you gave it up."
She gasped. "No." she snapped. "Jesus! Andrew! Get off!"
Cook pressed against her and smiled. "Aw. It doesn't have to be like that, Carls." He pushed up her dress to reveal a black lacey thong. Nice. I wonder- No! She's about to be fucking raped and all I can think about is her underwear!
"Andrew!" she gasped. "Stop! I don't want this!"
"Carlie. Come on! You've held out on me long enough!" he said as he shoved his tongue down her throat and pressed closer to her struggling body.
I raced over and pulled him off with ease. "Cook!" I yelled.
Carlie immediately straightened out her dress. Cook shrugged out of my hold. Embry was on him in an instant. He smiled. "Come on Cook. Lets go see what Mr. Torres has to say about this." Embry literally dragged him back into the gym.
I looked over to Carlie. She was blushing. "Um. Are you ok?" I asked.
"Yeah. Thanks." She muttered. She started to go back into the dance.
I grabbed her wrist. Sparks flew. "Wait." I said quickly. "I, um, heard through the grapevine that you're having the after party."
She wouldn't meet my gaze and she pulled her hand from mine. "Yeah."
"Will you be ok if he shows up?" I asked.
She smiled slightly. "I'll just have my bouncers keep him out." she said.
I raised an eyebrow, "Seriously? You have bouncers?"
"One of my parents conditions." She muttered, still averting her eyes.
I just stared at her for a second. Her eyes flickered up to mine for a moment before she looked away again. "Ok. Have fun, I guess. Be safe." I warned.
She started back into the dance, but she turned when she was in the doorway, "Mr. Wolfe?"
I met her eyes and rose my eyebrows. "Yeah?"
She took a deep breath and smiled slightly. "Thanks."
"No problem."
She gave me one more heart stopping smile before she disappeared into the crowd. I quickly spotted Embry, Mr. Torres, and Cook all in a corner. I joined them.
"No, sir, I didn't see it. Jake did." Embry said through clenched teeth.
"Well, I'm afraid we cant prove it happened. But I expect in the future, Andrew, you will keep your hands to yourself." Mr. Torres said.
What the fuck!? He was going to rape her! "Mr. Torres. I can tell you exactly what I saw." I snapped, shooting Cook a glare.
"I don't think that will be necessary, Jacob. I will have a talk with Andrew and I can assure you nothing like this will happen again." He promised.
I shook for a second before Embry pushed me back a little bit. "Fine." I snapped. I had to get out of there. I just barely made it into the woods before I exploded.
Why wouldn't he even listen! Cook could have gotten expelled! But no! Mr. Torres decided to do nothing!
Rough night? Leah asked.
You have no fucking clue. First I had to watch as she grinded with him, then he almost raped her! And Mr. Torres fucking refused to do anything about it!
That sucks. She replied.
I know! And now I have to go stalk her after party to make sure he doesn't show up! I growled.
Need company? Seth has a date tonight?
What!? He imprinted?!
No! she snapped. Love can happen naturally!
Oh. Sorry Leah. So who is she?
I don't know. Some cashier he works with Samantha or something. She seemed dull.
Oh. Well. Hopefully it will end in losing his virginity. Dudes gotta get laid soon.
Ew! That's my baby brother! She snarled. And he's 24! That is a perfectly acceptable age to be a virgin.
Whatever. I don't want to talk about sex. Lets go watch Carlie's party.
Stalker. She muttered.
Leah and I watched from the woods until everyone left at 3am. Cook showed up, but, as promised, Carlie had bouncers that gave him a black eye. I liked them.
Leah and I left at 4am, after Carlie cleaned up and went to bed.
We spent Sunday cleaning our apartment. We were lucky enough to find an apartment with 4 rooms. It was kind of expensive because it was a really nice apartment, but no one would agree to share a room. I was alpha, so naturally, I got the master bedroom.
Seth actually did most of the cleaning. He didn't mind doing it. So we let him. Leah and Embry were pretty good cooks, so we let them do most of the cooking. And I…um. Fixed our cars when they needed to be? I was pretty much dead weight.
I made a few patrols by Carlie's house Sunday night, just to make sure Cook didn't show up. He didn't.