"Hurry up," I yelled. I turned on the T.V and found Danny Phantom on. I used to think he was so hot for a cartoon, even him as a ghost he was cute. I guess you could say I was a sucker for dark hair. I smiled remembering my childhood days. I remember the day me and Embry had discovered an old abandoned church in the woods. I was five and he was six; that day he 'proposed' to me and the next day we had gotten 'married'. Of course we were kids then it didn't mean anything at the time. We had grown to be one of the best of friends. Always there for each other, never fought, made each other laugh.

It was ninth grade when a new girl, Becky, came and asked us if we were dating. We both shook our heads and blushed, explaining that we just were extremely close to each other. We looked at each other surprised, and it was really awkward that day. One week later he and that new girl were dating. She always wanted him to her self and never let him hang out with me by ourselves. Then I hit that stage where I started getting boobs and a butt. I had all the football players hitting my ass and whistling. If Embry was around when that happened he would get a little fire in his eyes but he just stood there in the corner with his little bitchy girlfriend.

While he and Becky were still going out there was a guy named Johnny that had interest in me. He was a quarterback and was on the academic bowl. He wasn't like the others though; he never hit my ass or whistled he had respect like a normal human being, like Embry. John and I had gone out for a while and I missed Embry more and more each month. It was 3 months into the relationship that I found John and Becky kissing behind the school bleachers. I took a picture of them and sent it out to Embry with the caption of 'Guess we can choose some faithful relationships.' He came and found me and we waited till' they were done and told them it was over. Embry and mine's friendship resumed.

We dated other people but we never really went official, as of more than 3 months, with anyone. The first thing we asked though was that they could choose the package deal, me and him as friends, or no deal at all; most of the time they were okay with it. Now, here we are together and I fallen asleep on him shirtless two days into our relationship. I smiled at my messed up life, I wouldn't have it any other way though.

Embry walked out in a pair of washed out jeans with holes and of course he was shirtless… again. The water glistened in his hair; well it did until he shook it like a dog that had just gotten an unwanted bath.

"What are you a dog?" I asked.

"No, but, I'm pretty close to it." He smiled. He must of brushed his teeth extra good because they shinned, like a diamond! It was nothing but pure white, or maybe it was a canine thing?

He was going through his drawers when he looked my way and asked me a simple question, "stripes or solids?"

"Solid… grey," I spoke grabbing my clothes I had changed out of last night. He nodded, he put on his shirt, grabbed my keys off his dresser, and claimed his shoes; and then we were off to my house.

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My parents had already left and Brady wasn't 'feeling good'. Embry had given me the update on the way here. Now I knew for sure that I had the gene in me, if Brady could get it then I could. If that's the case then why didn't I change with the four sirens leading me to my death? I didn't ask Embry, I knew he had already been worried about it and with my brother changing it didn't help.

"Okay, want to come in?" I asked.

"Yeah," he spoke. He came to open my door and he held my hand walking me up to my room. I stopped by Brady's to see if he was in, but it looked like Sam had already gotten him. I walked Embry to my room sitting him on my queen size bed.

"Don't go snooping! If you want a pair of underwear, then you can go get a thong out of the top drawer but under any circumstance do not touch my boy shorts. I will cut that puppy maker of yours off. Okay?" I asked looking at him.

The only response I got out of that was, a gulp then a, "YOU WEAR THONGS?"

"Only, if I have to, I hate those things."

"That's kind of sexy," he spoke and whistled.

"Keep dreaming lover boy!" I spoke. I grabbed a pair of underwear and my bath robe, skipping to my bathroom in a hurry; leaving an immature little boy in my room full of my grown up girl things.

"Is this a tampon?" I heard through the door. I just smiled and laughed at him.

"Are you laughing at me?" I heard him ask.

"Yes em," I replied. Could you have a better relationship than this? I started the shower and jumped in.

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"I'm keeping the hot pink ones," I was informed, as I walked out the bathroom.

"Um, I don't own hot pink ones…" I spoke up confused. His look was disgusted as he pulled out a hot pink thong, throwing it across the room. I grinned, I know that was mean but those were probably the most comfortable pair I had; I didn't want him having them. I honestly didn't want him having any of my underwear, but whatever.

"Kidding," I spoke as he glared.

"Take the purple ones. I haven't worn them yet. They should still have the tag,"

"Which ones, there's two,"

"One with the white lace at the top and the small bow," I spoke. I couldn't believe he was actually taking my underwear. What the HELL was wrong with him. He nodded in approval.

"I can't believe you," I mumbled.

"What? It's only in case of Emergencies. I'll probably have a draw cleared out for you at home. Pick an outfit or two out too," he spoke.

"Embry, I have NO clothes to spare."

"Guess I'll have to take you then."

"Really!?" I asked with excitement he was going to take me shopping.

"Why not, we can leave after school today."

"You're amazing!" I shouted and gave him a hug, as he chuckled hugging me back.

"Why don't you wait to take my clothes when we have everything ready? Meaning, leave the thong here,"

"Okay, are you almost ready?" He laughed then placed the under garment back in its drawer. At least he was being honest about what he was doing with them.

"I've got make-up and my hair, and then we can leave." I informed him as I opened my make-up bag reaching for my eyeliner, as Embry walked in wrapping his arms around me.

"Why do you wear that stuff? I don't like it,"

"Because, unlike you Mr. Sexy, I think I have to at least wear some form of something to look good."

"You look beautiful without it," he spun me around and started giving me small kisses. On the 5th one I placed my hand over his mouth, and he frowned.

"Embry, as much as I would love to kiss you right now, I'm not finished yet." I spoke pushing him out the bathroom. He groaned and fell back onto my bed; I smiled and went back to work.

Finally, I finished; Embry took my hand and we went to school. The looks are what came next. Nothing but glares from girls to me, and then Embry received a couple of congrats, as if he had won something. Embry just rolled his eyes as the guys congratulated him; he was annoyed, just like me. Ugh, boys disgust me. I was dropped off at my locker and Embry came back waiting for me. He propped up against the lockers and started sighing.

"I know you are not sighing because of me." I asked him.

"Yes…I'm sighing on how beautiful you are." He spoke. I just shook my head in disappointment on how cheesy he was being.

"Let's go," I spoke up. He grabbed my hand and we walked to class.