Chapter three: Anchovies, Yuck!
I own nothing! It all belongs to Stephanie Meyer.
I was walking through the hallway of my new school with my newly found (and rather loud) friends. We were walking to lunch when we bumped into some more of Jacob's friends.
"Yo, Quill, Embry! Over here!" Seth yelled, waving the two boys over. One was slender, and almost as tall as Jacob. He had long, shoulder length hair that was as blacks a Jacobs. The shorter boy was more blurry. He had a nicely developed chest, and you could tell he walked proudly knowing it. His hair was shorter than the taller boy's hair, and almost in a buzz. (A.N. Ok, I want to get something strait. This is set around the time when New Moon took place, so some of the kids are going to be going through the change.) When they both saw me, they stopped short. They looked at each other, grinned, and continued to walk towards us.
"Hey guys." Jacob said.
"Hey Jake." The shorter boy said without looking away from me, a smile on his face. I had to smile. He was just so sure of himself. It was funny. When I did, he winked at me.
"Hey there gorgeous." He said. I was flattered to see Jacob get all huffy over that small comment. I could feel my face turn red, but the boy got the wrong message.
"I'm Quill. Quill Ateara." He said, taking my hand. "You're the Swan girl, right? Charlie's kid?"
"Ya, my name is Bella." I said, pulling my hand away. The taller boy laughed
"Hey Quill, looks like you're not getting any today dude." He said. "I'm Embry by the way." Leah stood there with her arms crossed, tapping her foot
"Come on guys!" she complained. "It's pizza day, and if we're late there'll be nothing left!"
That was enough to get the guys to shut up and run to crowded cafeteria.
"Here's some advice." Leah said, slinging her arm around my shoulder. "If you ever want them to shut up, just mention food." We both laughed, and got in the long line.
Five Weeks Later
It has been five weeks since I moved here and it's going pretty good. I have friends, and Charlie and I have been getting along pretty well. Jacob is still unbearably gorgeous. Charlie was wrong about his age though. Instead of fifteen he was actually sixteen. Only a year younger it wouldn't be that weird if we dated. But I'm still shy around him. We make great friends though. He showed me the time of my life after school my first day
"Hey guys," Quill said. "Check out Rowdy." We all turned to look at the terrible principal. There was a man with him, talking and laughing. He looked about 19.
Leah looked nervous.
"I-is that," she began, "S-sa-Sam?"
Embry smiled.
"Why, yes Leah. I do believe it is" he said. "Want me to go get him?" he started walking to the older boy.
Leah grabbed the sleeve of his shirt as he walked by her.
"Do and I'll personally kill you Embry!" she hissed through her teeth. Embry laughed.
"Is he looking at me?" she asked frantically. "Don't look!" she commanded, as I turned around to check.
"I don't like him." Seth said. "He seems like trouble." I guess he just was protective of his little (sort of) sister. I looked at Sam and noticed that there was a very pretty girl hanging on his arm. All I could see was her profile, but I could tell that she was beautiful. She had flawless bronze skin. Her hair was like a long flowing black waterfall. Her eyes were wide, and such a deep chocolate color that they were almost black. She was tall, but petite. She was without a doubt the most beautiful person in the whole world. I suddenly became very self conscious of myself, in the presence of her.
"Whose she?" I asked. Everybody turned to see the inhuman girl.
"Oh I didn't even notice her." Leah said in a sad voice. "That's Emily."
"She's our cousin." Seth chimed in.
"Just don't stare at her face."Jake warned.
"Ya. Sam gets real mad." Quill finished. Why would he get mad? Maybe he got jealous of people constantly staring at her.
Once we all got our lunches we sat down at small table near the door. Leah made sure that we were as far away from the couple as possible.
"Anchovies, yuck!" Embry complained.
"Well I warned you guys." Leah stated. "If you spent less time gabbing, and more time walking to the cafe, then you would have pepperoni."
"You cut in front of me and got the last piece!" he bellowed.
"He, he." She chuckled as she nibbled on the tip of her pizza.
As we were eating, I could see her constantly peeking at Sam over her Italian pie. Something was up with her, and even though I was only here for a few hours, I intended to find out what.
