Chapter 3
Jake's POV
"What the hell is wrong with all of you?" Sam was quite aggravated. "This imprinting thing was supposed to be rare!"
"It's not our fault!" Embry retorted.
All of a sudden Brady ran in with a certain look on his face that I knew all too well, so it wasn't all that much of a surprise that these were the words that came out of his mouth: "I imprinted on Mia!"
Sam let out a yell of what seemed like confusion, mixed with frustration, mixed with something that sounded like pure joy, but I couldn't be sure.
"I think we all just need to go home and be alone and let ourselves sort all this out! We do have school in the morning!" that was Embry, and it was just about the most sensible thing that had ever come out of his mouth, and we all agreed with him, so I headed home.
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Jillian's POV
"Was I the only one that noticed those boys staring at us at school today?"
"No!" Rose sounded overjoyed.
"Eh, only one of them was really cute," Spade always was very picky about guys.
"Are you flippin' kidding me?" Oh, Rose,"They were all super hot!"
Even though she was the youngest of the three of us, Rose had dated the most guys, it was sort of funny, but I was the oldest and I had the least dating experience, so this was kind of making me flip with joy.
"You know what I found weird? They each kind of only stared at one of us, that Quil kid only stared at you, Spade. The Seth guy was only looking at Rose, and Embry only had eyes for me."
"That's quite intuitive of you Jill," Spade liked big words.
"Maybe they'll actually talk to us tomorrow!" Rose said, quite hopefully, I thought.
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Time to face the classroom…and Embry. I walked into math and sat down in the back corner where no one would sit by me. The whole "new girl" thing didn't really work well for me. I was expecting to be left alone as usual when Embry sat down next to me. He didn't say anything or even try to, so I didn't feel a need to say anything either.
I was paying attention to the teacher (I'm a nerd, guilty as charged) when something hit me.
I looked down to see the most horrible scrawl ever, almost worse than mine. The note consisted of three simple sentences.
Hey, ur cute. Meet me the front doors. K?
K was all I wrote. He seemed much more…what's the word?...uppity, that's it, than before.
The rest of my day went on quite uneventfully after that. Way to go get asked out at 7:30 am during 1st period, Jill.