Hey guys! I know it's been a while but I've had major writers block. Especially since my mind is wrapped around this huge competition we are having at our school. That's all we have been doing for the past three months! Thankfully it's over Saturday and I'll be back to writing more of Roxanne's story. Thanks to everyone who has supported me! Please please pleeeeeeeease review!

Embry's P.O.V.

"Stupid bike!" I yelled aggravated.

I kicked the broken motorcycle making it fall on its opposite side. I've been trying to fix it for months now, but my motor skills aren't so great. The only other person I know that could fix it is Jacob, who is nowhere to be found.

"Yo Embry!" a familiar voice called.

I turned to the sound of my name.

"What's up Quil?" I asked, not really caring.

"Have you seen Jake? I've been trying to contact him, but he's tuning me out."

I rolled my eyes.

"Why are you even asking? He's probably with Bella."

Quil groaned.

"Why is he still trying to win her over? She isn't worth it anymore. If she still chooses Edward than why can't he let her go?"

I shrugged.

"You know how stubborn Jake gets, and when it turns into a competition he won't be the first to back down."

Quil nodded, understanding my point. I shook my head in disgust.

"I would understand if it was his imprint, but she isn't even that! I wish he would just get over her already!" I complained. "I need him to come fix my bike."

"Yeah…well that's not going to happen until he actually does meet his imprint." Quil sighed. My phone vibrated in my left pocket. I got it out and opened it. I smile spread across my face.

"Who is it?" Quil asked.

I looked at the text message.

Hey Embry! What's up? I haven't heard form you in a while. Txt me back as soon as you can!

-Roxanne 

"Family friend," I laughed. "Wonder how she's doing…"

"She?" Quil repeated. "Is it a hot she?"

"Don't you need to go see Cecile or something?" I asked annoyed.

He squinted.

"Are you hiding something from me?" he asked. "Do you have a secret lover or something?"

I hit him over the side of the head.

"She's a friend that's it." I insured with a mean tone.

I texted her back,

Hey Roxanne, nothing is going on over here (since May I remind you I live in Forks) and I'm really pissed off at my motorcycle since it refuses to be fixed. Why don't you drop by and fix it for me? You're a genius at these kinds of things. I'm sure the guys are driving you nuts anyway ;) Txt me if you can come for a visit. –E

When I was sure the message was sent I snapped my phone shut.

"Does she know about…us?" Quil asked.

I shook my head.

"I haven't had the time to tell her."

"My question still hasn't been answered."

I raised an eyebrow, not understanding what he was talking about.

"Is she hot or not?" he repeated.

I slapped him over the head again.

"Dude, that's really getting annoying!" He whined, rubbing his head.

"Well, something good came out of this day." I said pulling my bike off the ground.

"And what is that?" Quil asked still rubbing his head.

"I got to see you hurt," I began.

I felt a glare at the back of my head.

"I know who can fix my bike, and I think I know what to do about Jake."

Quils eyebrows rose.

"What do you mean?"

I gave a sly smirk.

"Let's just say I know someone who might be able to get Jacob over Bella."

Quil looked interested now.

"And this person would be…?" he asked.

"A family friend." I answered.

It took him a minute, but a smile reached his face soon enough.

"You mean that chick you were talking to…"

"Is a lot like him, and is a hell of a lot of fun."

Quil had an annoyed look on his face. I looked at him confused.

"What?" I snapped.

"You still haven't answered the most important question. Is she hot or not?" He blocked his head as if to guard it if I tried to hit him again.

I sighed and pulled out my wallet in my back pocket. I opened it and it showed the newest picture I had of her.

He looked at it and his eyes widened.

"Woo!" he hooted. "And you never introduced me to her because…?"

I snatched the picture out of his hands.

"The picture was taken a year ago" I added, putting the picture back in my wallet.

"You mean she could look even better?" he gasped. "Dude I really hate you right now!"

I laughed.

"She still hasn't texted me back so I'm not sure if she can come." I told.

"Well, if she can, tell me when she gets here. I want to see how much more grown up she looks."

I was about to hit him over the head again until a voice entered my thoughts.

"Embry, Quil, I need you to meet us at the beach." Sam's voice ordered.

We both groaned but obeyed. We transformed into our wolf forms and made our way to the beach.

"Hope she's a dog lover." Quil thought.

I laughed, but it came out as a howl.

We made it to the beach, but I didn't know that I had received a text message on my phone that was back at home, informing me about something that could ruin our plan.