Yeah, might be a little random…but all stories have random chapters right? I was just kind of trying to show that she and Embry have been a part of each other's lives for a LONG time. I know there haven't been answers, but I promise that they are coming! I still have to finish a few other things…answers will come! Comment if you wish. I actually hope you will. I'm hoping people haven't given up on me! Thanks guys!

Roxanne's P.O.V

I pulled up in front of the familiar house and grinned.

"Man nothings changed." I sighed, while getting off of my bike.

I stood there with hands on my hips just studying my second home, or real home, which ever seems appropriate. It took me a minute to realize that I still had my helmet on.

"Smooth."

I started to take it off, but when it was halfway off; my now exposed nose caught a somewhat familiar scent. I quickly pulled it back on and, in two quick movements, turned in the general direction with my gun out and ready.

I stood there arm outstretched, waiting.

I studied the area trying to look for one certain thing, but the trees were everywhere, as always.

I let out a low warning growl; pulling the safe on my gun to show that I meant business.

The only movement was a few leaves dancing as a gust of wind blew again. When I was just about to put the gun away something caught my eye. I saw a rustic colored blob run through some trees…away from my direction. It was watching me. I was about to pull the trigger but as soon as I saw it there was no time, it was gone.

"What was that?" I breathed, taking off my helmet.

Definitely too big to be what I think it was, and I don't remember anyone being that color.

I put the gun in my bag and made my way to the front porch.

Besides, if it was one of the Dukes boys they wouldn't have been too shy, there would most likely be a fight.

"And I would most likely win." I smiled.

Whatever it was, it's gone now and I was pretty sure I scared it off.



I knocked on the door and prepared myself for some kind of Embry hug, but there was no answer. I knocked again and waited a little longer, arms crossed. When no one answered I groaned and sat on the porch steps placing my shin in my hands.

Great, their probably out grocery shopping.

I let out a quiet laugh.

Smart. They know how much I eat, and Embry's dad told me that Embry has grown quite an appetite himself.

I wonder how much he's changed. I haven't seen him in years…four to be exact. We keep in touch, but it's just been harder for both of us. I really do miss him, and I'm sure he's worried….

I winced.

Ugh, I'm a pain in the ass. He always tells me he doesn't worry much less care 'cause he knows I'm more responsible now, but I know him better. He was there for a lot; always for me. I've wanted to return the favor, he just says that I bring excitement and that's all he needs.

I sighed and lay down on the very old wooden floor.

"Well, this is boring."

I looked around me only to see two rocking chairs, and some dead plants. I picked at the chipping white paint on the porch floor until something glinted in the very weak sunlight. I rose and tried to look around the rocking chair, not really wanting to get up, but no matter what way I twisted myself I never got a clear image.

I cursed under my breath and got up. I made my way to the left side of the house only to see a very, very beat up motorcycle leaning against the wall.

"Man Ems…what did you do?"

I studied it and shook my head. He did want me to fix it, might as well get started.

I got out my lock pick and started working on the front door.

Can't get mad, it's for a good cause.

When I heard a satisfying click I quickly walked through to make sure there was no alarm, and of course, there wasn't.

They have never been big on safety…then again what happens in Forks?

I walked through the house to open the garage door, making a few stops to look at the way too familiar rooms and photos.



"Do they ever do anything to change things up?" I laughed. Just a house full of lazy bums

When I finally opened the garage door I rolled the poor bike in and looked around the tools they had hanging around.

Not too bad. They have some decent stuff.

I should probably change into some ugly clothes…

I saw some overalls hanging on a little table with oil stains on it.

"That's convenient." I shrugged.

I lifted the overalls and couldn't help but gasp.

"Somebody has a grow spurt." I whistled.

I mean I'm tall but this…this is the size of Tiny!

I sighed,

"Whatever, He wants me to fix his bike. I owe him anyway." And with that, I got to work.