Chapter Eight: Arrival

As soon as I walked in, I felt Protective Parent Mode: On.

Looking over, I saw the two of them were sitting on the sofa talking about me. My mother nodding her head as my dad spoke most, neither prepared for the day when I'd like a boy/have a boyfriend. Although, I don't know if Embry and I were, technically, and item. My dad was so used to being the only guy in my life, so I couldn't really blame him for being...jealous, if that was the right word, of Embry. And my mother, well she was the biggest worry-wort in the world, so that was obvious as to why she was afraid.

"He's a real sweet guy, guys." I leaned against the doorframe, earning a gentle smile from my mother at my appearance, and an undefined look from my father. "Don't interrogate him when he gets here, okay?"

"We're looking out for you, El."

"I know, dad. But.. Embry's not like the other boys. Trust me.. I know those other boys." I gave a slight laugh, then turned back to serious. "He's really shy too, so if you two scare him off, I'll never forgive you."

Giving them both one last, stern look, I scurried up the carpeted steps and into my bedroom. Quickly, I texted Embry to be prepared for my insane parents, and to stray strong. Then, I walked over to my closet and pulled out the strapless purple dress from the hanger.

It really was a beautiful dress. Glitter along the bodice, and a black, see-through viel-like layer over the skirt, covered in glitter as well. It was flowy, like a sundress, but more mature and proper for a dance. When my aunt took me shopping, because she /was/ a shopping expert, she insisted that this dress was made for me; I only hoped she was right.

Undressing from my jeans and long-sleeved, green shirt, I ran my hands up and down my legs to see that they were still smooth from earlier, then raised my arm in my reflection in the mirror. Okay, so I was good to go.

I changed into a strapless bra and black underwear, just in case the pink and purple striped ones were noticeable through the fabric. This whole dance thing was so much excitement, and being with Embry there, I could tell it was just going to get better as the night progressed. We would dance, we would talk, I could show him off to everyone, and I'd get to gawk at him looking all snazzy in his formal attire.

Before stepping into my dress and pulling it up, I looked over myself in the body mirror behind my door. The body glitter around my eyes shone, as did the bit along my arms and chest. I felt really sparkly, really beautiful really. And as I wore the dress properly, zipping it up along the side, I felt even prettier. Spinning, I smiled as the skirts flew around me, then rested just above my knees. Hopefully, it would please Embry.

My phone vibrated, so I flipped it open, seeing a "lol" response from Embry, and rolled my eyes. Still smiling, I placed my phone in my clutch purse and unhooked the black shawl from my closet door. Looking over my reflection again, I heard the door open from downstairs, then voices. My curiosity got the better of me and I peeked out of my door, hearing Embry greet my parents, and my dad set straight some rules.

"She needs to be back before 11:30, no exceptions. If she comes back with any marks on her, or her clothes messed up, I will-"

"DAD!" I yelled from the doorway. "Leave him alone!"

Embry chuckled faintly, and I walked towards the steps, wondering why there was no click-clicking from my silver heels.

Of course, I looked down at my bare feet, I forgot to put them on.

"I assure you, she'll come back safely, in tact. And before eleven-thirty, sir."

I trudged back to my room and strapped up my shoes, taking a final glance at myself in the mirror. So, this was it. It was time for the dance, time to save Embry from my parents, time to...enjoy.

Taking a deep breath, I started down the steps. All three of them looked at me, but I only noticed Embry. He wore a black, unbuttoned at the top, dress shirt, with nice dress pants and fancy shoes; his hair was spiked up with gel, and his warm smile was placed on his face. He looked so handsome, so perfect-albeit a bit uncomfortable-but perfect all the same.

"You look beautiful." he told me in a somewhat breathy tone, taking my hand as I stepped down from the bottom step. He was still taller than me, even in these heels.

My parents eyes him suspiciously, I paid them no mind, simply entranced by my handsome Quiluete boy.

"You look quite nice yourself there, Em." I smiled playfully, blushing. He looked far nicer than just 'nice.'

He smiled sheepishly, then nodded to my parents, although I could still feel his gaze lingering upon my face. "Eleven-thirty, Mr. Watson?"

Daddy nodded. "Eleven-thirty."

My eyes locked with his; he gestured to the door with my head. I think I might have been a bigger worry wort than my mum, because that went better than I thought. Maybe, secretly, I always wanted my dad to interrogate a boy in front of me, like they did in movies; he would've too, but he obviously saw the good in Embry.

"Have fun." my mom nodded, smiling.

"Okay, bye guys!"

We walked outside, my arm linked with his, and up to a car.

"Jake let me borrow the Rabbit." he said, opening the door to "the Rabbit" for me. I slid in. "I had to beg for it, but it was worth it in the end."

He got in around on the driver's side as I buckled up, just watching him the entire time; elated that he was my date, that we met, that he picked me of all people. I couldn't imagine going through my days without knowing Embry now, it was kind of scary.

"You really do look nice." I said, smiling. "It means a lot that you're doing this for me. We all know how much you love shirts."

We laughed and he nodded, driving off in the direction of the hall where the dance was being held. Per usual, like we were driving his motorcycle, we just talked the entire drive there. Some CD was in to some random band I had never heard of, but while I spoke I could see Embry mouthing the lyrics to some of the songs. It was cute; he told me about how he was such a music fanatic before, while we were our resturant and some song by the Fray came on.

I'd have to save up money to get him tickets for his birthday.

We pulled up to the parking lot filled with well-dressed students, friends, dates, and parked Jacob's precious "Rabbit." Embry opened the door for me and I got out, fixing my shawl and taking his hand.

"You promise you'll dance with me, right?" I smiled a little up at him.

He smiled back. "Of course.'

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