Chapter Eleven: Could I?

So I finally met Jacob. He seemed nice enough, greeted me nicely about finally meeting me, just as they all did, but his mind seemed elsewhere. To the person he brought with him, I presumed. He came around with Bella Swan by his side. Everyone seemed happy to see her, and she seemed shocked to see me ("Oh, Allie, right?" "Uh, no. It's actually Ellie."). The boys teased Jacob about being head-over-heels for that girl, but for some reason I really didn't see her appeal. Maybe I was jealous, seeing as she fit in with both those secretive Cullen kids, and these amazing Quileute people, I never really had a group to myself. That's okay though, she really didn't seem to take much of a liking to me anyway, well more of not noticing me than not liking me, but I didn't mind.

Sitting up on Emily's couch, I quietly ate a chocolate chip muffin, that was just as good as Embry gloated about. Honestly, I wasn't much of a muffin fan to begin with, but this was enough to make me turn onto the Muffin Side.

The boys were all messing around in the living room, putting a show on for me right in front of the couch. It was funny. If I thought Quil and Embry were funny alone, with all of them together, well it was a riot. Jared and Quil wrestling over in the corner, Embry, Paul, and Jacob edging them on, and with Seth taking bets on who they thought would win.

He plopped down beside me, grinning. "So, what about you? Who do you think would win?"

"Hm.." I looked them over thoughtfully as they both looked up at me, stopping what they were doing.

Blushing slightly, I wondered just who /would/ win between them. Of course, I thought they were play-fighting, which they were, but someone did have to win. Jared was the first one to pull out a flawless Bambi impersonation, the infamous puppy-dog-pout.

"Hey, man, no fair!" And so Quil followed after.

Covering my eyes with my hands, I couldn't help but peek out between my fingers. My head moved over to stare at Seth, who seemed to be joining in on Jared and Quil's game to torment me, making me melt. Seth's was the most convincing, the most heart-breaking. I couldn't help but "Aww" and whine about why he was doing it.

"You looked flustered." He grinned after stating his irrational reasoning.

"Hey, guys, lighten up." Embry sat beside me, slinging his arm around my shoulder and pulling me close.

I smiled a little and looked up at him, squeaking, and covering my eyes right after upon seeing the look he gave me. Evil, they were evil! ...But I still loved them all the same.

Love.

Well, I never really thought of that. Loving the boys and Emily, loving...Embry. I liked him very, very much to say the least, but... Was love rushing it? We had been friends for quite a while, but only officially I was called as his girlfriend starting the night before. It was too soon to love him. ...right?

The thought played in my head, over and over like a song repeatedly played on an iPod. Love. Everything Embry did, made me smile. He smiled, he laughed, he joked, he /breathed/; I felt like whatever he did, it made the world stop turning for just a few moments, before all else returned to me. His actions, his being, well I liked him so much, too much maybe. I could, sometime, see myself loving him. Of course, I wasn't certain about the present, but I knew... Sometime, I could.

And I felt like he could return those feelings too.

He already treated me like royalty. He held doors for me, pulled chairs out for me, and held me. It wasn't like I was some property to him, I was a person who deserved affections from him, but he did make it known that I was his. That, odd enough, didn't bother me that much. It was actually kind of cute when he gave disapproving stares at boys, who I didn't seem to see looking at me, but he caught. I'd assure him though, no one else had my interest but him, and that was the truth.

There isn't really much transition between me ending up loving him eventually, and meeting his mother, but it happened. She seemed sweet enough with long, thick hair running down her back, and coal eyes that were much like her son's. When we entered the Call residence, I was greeted with the familiar scent of vanilla, and his mother dressed in a blue sun dress. She looked fairly young to be Embry's mum, and smiled a little at me as I entered.

"You must be Ellie." She wiped her hands off on her apron before holding one out to me.

I smiled, shaking her hand as well. She seemed nice enough, I couldn't see her yelling at Embry; people were different around other people, I suppose.

My meeting with her wasn't very long, she had to run some errands, but she greeted me nicely, chatting for a bit, gave a warning look to Embry to take care of me, and then left, saying there were sweets out in the kitchen.

Embry simply sprawled out on the sofa, smiling cutely up at me, patting the space beside him. I took a seat, leaning my head on his shoulder. We talked for a bit, until Ten o'clock strolled around and I had to be getting back home.

Elisha Watson appeared down at the rez more frequently after her first visit. And announcing that in third person sounded way cooler before actually saying it. But anyway, yes, I was like a regular down at La Push, and no one seemed to mind. This summer was going to be amazing.

A/N: This is NOT my best chapter! I'm sorry guys! There's goodness to come, I promise~ I have the whole outline done already. Just to... Put it in words xD