"You may want to sit down," he told me. I looked up at him and was worried. The worst that could happen was that he was a drug dealer and he was out getting drugs in the past couple of days and now he had to leave. I knew Embry better then that, most of all, I knew his mom. She wasn't going to let that happen she loved him too much.

"Embry, what's wrong? You aren't doing drugs or anything right?" I insisted. No more worrying me to death it came out here or else I was done. I would be asking for a new assigned seat in Mrs. Walker's class.

"NO! ...You know the Quileute legends?" He asked.

"Yeah, grandpa told them to me and Brady all the time. What does that have to do with any of what is happening?"

"Stand back," he spoke up. I backed at least 20 or 30 feet away from him. It looked like he started to shake and then all of a sudden he had disappeared. There in his spot was a wolf. A REALLY HUGE FREAKING WOLF! My first instinct was to run but it all became clear. Grandpa wasn't lying the Quileute Legends were real and my best friend was a flipping werewolf! I looked closely at the gray fur and dark spots on his back while I walked carefully and held my hand out to his nuzzle. OMG, this wasn't happening, I was dreaming. I needed to wake up and smell my mom's lasagna.

"So, um I guess this was the BIG thing?" I asked feeling stupid talking to an animal that wasn't able to speak back to me. I gotten a response though, he shook his big werewolf head. There was more, I sighed.

"You can't exactly tell me, like that," I told him he did a deep grumble but it sounded as of laughter in a wolf shape. He walked over to the forest line and when he came back he had no tail, fur or snout.

"So you turning into something that is considered mythical, isn't a big deal?" I asked. He blushed and gave me a smile that warmed my heart and it instantly melted. Maybe I did have a small crush on him and he was shirtless so that didn't help when it came to thinking straight.

"Now you know why I was gone and I couldn't be near you. It was just a pre-caution. Now think of all the things werewolves have that normal beings don't." He spoke. He started looking down at his feet as if they were that fascinating.

"I don't know I just know they basics like how they kill vampires and they don't age until they stop phasing."

"Do… do yo… do you know … wha… what an im…"he struggled at the sentence.

I cut him off and spoke, "An imprint? Yeah, I know somewhat, what does it matter. Have you imprinted on someone?" I asked looking at the beautiful, nasty, wet, cold sand. He choked just a little bit and stood there for a moment. I took the silence as a yes.

"Can I ask who it is?"

"I've imprinted on…you." He spoke, and quickly closed his eyes and covered his ears. I smiled but then I realized what he was saying, he had loved me. My best friend, whom I had known for more than five years, had liked me. I was going insane first he ignores me; I do admit it was a good reason, but still a heads up would have been nice. Then now turns out he is a werewolf and he fell, no was forced (kind of) into loving me. Not only that but Embry was cute before any of this and now with his wolf make over the girls were falling to his feet, worshiping the ground he stepped on, and worst of all fighting over who was going to go out with him. Now he was telling me that he was tied to me for forever. This is hilarious, I'm crazy, and I will need a straight jacket before I can even speak again.

So he still stood there but instead of both eyes closed there was only one and he still had his hands hovered over his ears. Waiting for me to scream or faint or smack him.

"You aren't going to scream or yell or something?" he asked. I grinned at him and shook my headed in disappointment.

"No, I just want to sit here and think for a moment." I spoke. I sat down on the beach looking into the ocean. Embry sat down with me and we didn't speak for at least 15 minutes.

"What does this mean for us?" I asked finally breaking the silence.

"Well there are usually three ways it can go; I can be your protector, friend, or lover. I don't care I just need to be part of your life. Though, usually, no matter what you chose, we become lovers at one point." He spoke.

"Well, what do you want it to mean?" I asked.

"I would rather show you then tell you. Do you trust me?" He asked with full out blush present on his face. I just nodded and looked at him he was leaning towards me and his hand was coming behind me. I went with it because honestly I didn't mind kissing him. It felt natural to be leaning in about to be kissing him like it was going to happen at some point. I leaned in not wanting to wait any longer to feel his lips pressed against mine.

When our lips touched it wasn't like anything you could imagine. Our lips were made to kiss no one else, but each other. We were made to taste each others kiss. It was then I realized exactly what needed to happen. I couldn't believe I was going to do this but I knew what I had to do. He was starting to pull away and I frowned I didn't want it to end so I pulled him back to me and we started kissing again.

"So, um what did you decided?" He asked. I was still smiling and the fireworks were still going on. I was in heaven and I didn't want to come out ever.

"Ask a certain question," I ordered him.

"Stephanie, would you like to go on a date with me?"

"Well… yes I would love to!" I exclaimed. He smiled and we hugged. I didn't realize it till now but lord was he hot. I don't mean like 'dang he hot'. I'm talking temperature hot.

"Um, Embry? Why are you hot?" He snickered and I hit him but I don't think it hurt him at all.

"Werewolf thing," He spoke. I looked at my watch it was already 5:55.

"I hate to leave but I need to get home. Like now," I spoke. I took my phone out and saw that Brady had already called me twice and mom tried five times. I was in TROUBLE!

"Oh no," I mumbled.

"I got this," He told me. He reached out to take my phone. He dialed a number and waited.

"Mrs. Fuller, this is Embry Call," He spoke. You could faintly hear my mother chatting away. Embry smiled.

"I'm sorry to keep Stephanie from dinner but I had to talk to her about some things. I hope you don't mind. Not only that but I had to make up the time I was sick from her." He said smoothly. It was like that was all that had happened. Like we had only hung out for normal purposes. I suppose something normal had happened. Two people realized they feel something for each other.

"If you don't mind me asking, has your family already eaten dinner?" He asked. I looked at him. What the heck was he doing? He and I both knew that they had. We always, always had dinner at 5:30 and no exceptions.

"Well I would hate to have Stephanie sit at the table by herself do you mind if I take her somewhere?" He had grinned ear to ear, at my mom talking his ears off.

"I will have her home as soon as you want her back," he spoke up.

"Of course, Mrs. Fuller, good bye," He spoke. He hung up after the conversation was done and looked at me.

"You're fine, now where would you like to go till' 9?"

"I don't really care," I voiced.

"Would you mind if I took you to Emily's house? I don't want you to get freaked out or anything." He spoke up.

"Wait my cousin Emily?"

"Yep, also Sam Uley's fiancé," He spoke.

"Is Sam a werewolf!? Who else is a werewolf?!" I exclaimed. I had known Sam because well he was known. Everyone liked him and he got along with everyone; even though he had broken Leah's, my cousin's, heart at one point.

"Sam, Jared Cameron, Paul Lahote, Jacob Black, Quil Ateara and me" he spoke.

"Oh okay, yeah I guess, will she have food? I'm really hungry!" I told him.

"You will fit right in," he laughed. I shot him a glare.

"Need a ride?" I asked.

"Yeah, I ran, I'll drive since you don't know where to go."

"Don't hurt my baby," I spoke handing him the keys he just shook his head.