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I didn't imprint. I didn't imprint. I didn't imprint...
I wasn't jealous of Embry. I didn't have to quit my job.
Kelly is nothing to me. She's just my female co-worker.
My female co-worker who now wore a miniature version of me around her neck yet followed Embry around like a lost pup-
I didn't imprint. I didn't imprint...
KPOV
I could not for the life of me remember where this wolf had come from.
It wasn't the same one Embry had given me, but when I asked him about it, he said his lips were sealed and then wouldn't talk for the next hour. It was surprisingly frustrating not remembering something. You'd think I'd be used to it.
But I felt that this was important. Maybe if I figured out this one thing, Paul would start to make more sense to me.
Like today at work, Embry and I were talking, (which is usually what our day consists of. Talking.) when Paul ran into the store with what looked like a picnic basket.
He stared at us for a couple of moments, started shaking and then ran out the door.
I didn't question Embry about it though, I didn't really want to sit in silence for the rest of the day...
"Kells, I'm going to go hang out with some friends. Want to come?" I raised an eyebrow at Harry. Did he realize how lame that sounded? And since when did he have friends?
"No thanks Harry, but you have fun." He grinned.
"Bye Kells!" I shook my head as he ran out of the room.
See? Now that was how a normal teenage boy was supposed to act.
The doorbell rang, just as mom shuffled from her room.
She shooed me to go open the door when I tried to get her to go back to bed.
She was weak. Weaker than I'd ever seen her.
"That could be your future lover at the door. Why waste time with an old lady like me?" I blushed, but went to the door.
"Embry? How did you-?" He smiled, pulling a piece of paper out of his back pocket.
"Employee application form." I frowned. I didn't remember filling one of those out...
"What do you want?" I started to close the door, my mother's words suddenly replaying in my mind.
"I was wondering if you wanted to hang out? There's a campfire down at the beach and a whole bunch of my friends will be there... What do you think?"
"Well..." Mom shoved me out the door, throwing my shoes out after me.
"Mom!" I shrieked. She smiled sweetly at me then at Embry.
"Make sure she doesn't get lost." Then the door slammed in my face.
I stared at it for a second, before putting on my shoes and facing Embry.
"I guess that's a yes." And then Embry, who had been watching in a shocked silence, burst into laughter.
I rolled my eyes and started walking away.
"Wait, wait. You're going the wrong way." He grabbed me around the waist, spinning me so I was facing the opposite direction, but didn't let me go.
I blushed, but didn't protest as we walked down the street.
"So, what exactly is this campfire thing?" I tried to keep my voice from trembling as I spoke, but I was melting in his half embrace. His freakishly warm temperature was driving me crazy...
He chuckled.
"There's a campfire and food. And other people... And stories, don't worry, they're not too scary." I scoffed as Embry let go off me.
"I love scary stories." At least I was pretty sure I did...
Embry laughed. "Right." He stopped and I stopped too, confused.
He sighed, staring into my eyes before reaching down and picking up my wolf charm.
"Damn imprinting," he muttered. I frowned, but didn't ask.
He rest it gently against my chest, smiling at me.
"Embry?" We both looked up at an approaching man.
Oh look, buff man number three.
"Hey Quil."
"Is this...?" Buff man number three glanced down at me.
Embry shook his head sadly. "No. She's Paul's..." Embry looked down at me, suddenly seeming to remember that I was there. My eyes narrowed at him.
"Really? So then why is he...?" Buff man three frowned at me. "I'm Quil."
"Kelly." Quil smiled.
"Paul and Kelly... Well come on, you guys are missing the party." Quil turned and ran back to wherever he came from. Embry moved to go after him, but I stayed put.
"What's going on?" Embry sighed, glancing behind him.
"Nothing."
"What's an imprint?" Embry closed his eyes.
"Stupid Quil... Kells, can we talk about this later?" I blushed. He called me Kells. Only my dad and brother ever called me Kells...
"Promise?" He groaned, but took my hand, pulling me in the direction Quil had gone.
"Promise." I sighed, but let him drag me towards the "party". I really hoped I didn't forget about this...
"Embry!" He let go of my hand the second people could see us.
And then I saw the people.
Rather I saw buff guy number four, five, six, seven, eight, nine... Oh! Buff girl. Paul.. Paul.
We stared at each other from across the fire, neither of us seemed willing to look away.
"Hi, Kelly, right?" I blinked. There was a teenage girl in front of me.
"Yeah, hi." I tried to smile, but I could still feel Paul's eyes on me. He was making me nervous.
"I'm Claire. It's nice to meet you, Kim's said a lot about you." Kim? Kim, Kim, Kim... Oh right!
"Oh. Nice to meet you too. Is she here?"
"Who? Kim? Probably somewhere with Jared." She giggled. "Well, see you around Kelly." I nodded as she left.
Who was Jared? Buff guy number five kind of looked like a Jared...
"What're you doing here?" I jumped. Paul.
"Embry brought me." And my mom kind of kicked me out. I had no choice...
"We need to talk." He grabbed my arm and pulled me away from all the buff guys before I could protest.
"What the heck Paul!"
"You can't be here." I glared.
"And why the hell not?" Paul sighed, running his hand through his hair. I frowned, that looked so familiar...
"Because I didn't imprint on you! You have no right to..." He growled, cutting himself off.
"What the hell is imprinting!" I yelled back at him.
He didn't respond. So we had a silent and angry stare off instead.
Then he started shaking.
"If you're honestly going to do that shaking and running off crap-" And then he kissed me.
My widened and I pushed him off of me. He put up a surprisingly little amount of resistance for such a buff guy...
But I was still furious, no matter how ashamed Paul looked. No one gets away with kissing me. No matter how damn buff you were.
So I did the only thing that seemed appropriate.
I kicked him in the balls and ran.
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