Once again, thank you icihappi for reviewing! (: Btw, ages again?
Seth's turning 17, so he's 16
Jenny's 24
Brad's 24
Holly's 21
Callie's 16 turning 17; like Seth.
Heh heh, I'll introduce way more characters in this chapter. Yay! Skylar is now here. (: Btw, this story is based on my little sis and her problems, starting when she was 12. She's not that little anymore, well. She is to me. Grade 11 this year, tough... But the name; Skylar. Well, now that's a different story about a different person.
Oh yeah, if you guys didn't know... when I say Fringe.. that means 'Bangs' 'kay?
Seth's POV
Ceremonies, ceremonies, ceremonies. The worlds' most boring-est thing. I sighed for about the 50th time since I've been here. And I've only been here for less than 5 minutes. Well, the ceremony hasn't started yet; but you could tell that this wedding was gonna be a long one. I mean, they invited 300 freakin' people! There weren't even that much people in La Push, let alone 300 people for a wedding. Jeez, richies, gimme a break. But, I guess the only plus to this was all these bee-you-ti-full laaaydeez. Hot digidy dangg, in all sizes. Blonde, brunette even those hot young mothers' were giving me a hard on. I know, I know, I should be a responsible adult; but hey! I'm only 16! Seriously, GIMME A BREAK!
The first chords of Canon in D started – yes, I know my wedding songs. I mean, I had to play Canon for grade 6 piano; if you didn't know! – and the pretty flower girl dressed in a small pink-coloured-dress came down the aisle and I had to smile. The girl looked around, 4 or 5 years old. Just like little Claire-Bear. She grabbed her petals and confetti from her small basket and started to throw it up in the air as she skipped lightly down the aisle. I heard all the 'Awws' from the audience and I laughed. I then saw a gorgeous, GORGEOUS red-haired bridesmaid come after the little flower-girl in her smexy red dress. Hmph, just my luck; the bridesmaids were all wearing strapless dresses, but in different colours. One plus to having, non-strict parents. I then heard a very familiar voice call out and say, 'YOU DA SEX-AYY SISTA!' And realised... it was Daphne, Callie's friend. Ungh, she's here. I remember the first day when I came and met her. Oh god she was drooling on me. Sure, I keep in shape – cos' of being a wolf – but, I'm not THAT hot, am I? Heh heh, this 'hotness' might be a good thing for Daphne's hot ass sister. I grinned to myself and the old lady next to me rolled her eyes and muttered, "Young people these days have no respect," Hey! I had respect, well, respect to my elders anyway. But that red-head, talk about hard-ons!
And guess who was behind her? That's right; Callie. And wow, I now just love weddings. Sure, been to Emily and Sam's, Paul and Rachel's and Jared and Kim's upcoming one, but hey. There weren't any hot babes at those. I mean, even Callie looks hot. Well, she didn't really look hot. She actually looked pretty beautiful. Her dark-ish blonde/brown hair was curled back and her soft blue eyes shone, her smile lit up her face as she walked down the aisle; in perfect step.
Annnnnd yes, following beautiful Callie was; gorgeous Holly. I mean, Holly was definitely looking very, very fine; but I just didn't think of her that way. After the first day I saw her, she would always just be a friend. Something, something told me so. Holly's green dress fit her perfectly as she held the bouquet of flowers in her hands. Her dark smoky eyes led to mine and she winked at me as she continued to walk down the aisle. Her light blonde hair was tied up into some sorta bun thing. It looked nice as her fringe framed her beautiful face very nicely.
Suddenly, the wedding music – you know, Daaa Da da da, Daaa Da da da etc. – and suddenly Jenny came walking down the aisle with Frank on her side. To say that everyone else was beautiful was an understatement to her. Wow, I mean. No one looked as good as her; her white dress had that tail thing at the end and it followed behind her. Her beautiful green eyes shone with tears as she had the biggest smile on her face. She was looking towards—hey! I didn't even realise that, THAT guy was... Alan, Jen's fiancé. Hmph, he looked like an okay guy. Black hair, brown eyes, killer smile. And no, I'm not gay; but yeah, I know a killer smile when I see one. Cue, my smile. Next to him was this younger looking version of Alan; they looked exactly the same except that he had Brown hair instead of Black. He looked to be around my age. Not my physical age – cue the killer smile again – but my real and current age, around 16/17. Even though he was young, you could tell that he was—is the best man. I mean, the whole red rose kinda gives it away.
Next to the younger version of Alan was this other dude who I didn't know. He had a bored look on his face and it seemed to me like he didn't want to be here and was just told earlier this morning that he was one of the groomsmen and didn't have enough time to do his hair properly. I mean seriously, it was like there was a mop on his head. A fricken' mop! "Ohmygosh, Alan's groomsmen Dave looks smokin'!" and it seemed like her friend answered, "I know, right? I just love his hair!" ... *sigh* ... I like spent an hour—maybe 15 minutes—on my hair this morning and this guy gets all the girl attention?! This guy just got out of bed, doesn't look like he wants to be here and is flicking his shoe around for goodness sake! Talk about how life just isn't fair!
Okay, okay; maybe I should just get along with who's next to David and maybe that will calm my fears. Oh hmph, it's just Brad. I saw Brad this morning, just outside and before this service; checking himself out in that mirror of his and flashing that smile of his to the nearest girl and seeing her faint from his dashingly good looks. His hair wasn't so... moppy, like that David guy. It was sorta styled, like it looked like his hair was straightened... and he looked sorta like Chace Crawford; with that fringe sorta thing. What?! I don't know what it's called, I'm not a girl! Apparently that hairstyle also gave him all the female attention. Look at all this attention I have to compete against!
Jenny then got to the front of the aisle and the priest started to speak, "Dearly Beloved, we now gather here today in the presence of God and of Jennifer Catherine Courdereaux and Alan Slater,"
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I yawned as I stepped outta my seat and rubbed my eyes. It sure was a long service. I mean, I only thought it would go 30 mintues, like a normal wedding but no, it was 1 hr! I mean, I could've done way more things than hang around listening to the Priest going on about, 'There are different types of Love,' and so forth. I then heard steps come close to me and I opened my eyes. Callie was standing right in front of me; smiling.
"Seth! Hey, saw you this morning just before I left. You look pretty good. I like, totally love your hair; you look so awesome with it like that. Did you get it cut yesterday or something? Cos' I don't remember it being this short and fluffy. Haha, it's awesome, you look awesome," Callie said. I forced a smile on my face.
"Yeah, Hol and I went to get it fixed yesterday," Callie scowled a little when I said Holly's name, "but yeah, you look pretty... awesome as well," I said awkwardly. Callie then smiled very, very brightly.
"Ohmygosh, thank you Seth! I mean, I did put a lot of work in doing my hair and fitting this dress perfectly. I had to get mum to fix up the bust—up here. It was fitting properly cos' I am a bit chesty so mum had to undo a few strings to get it to fit. See, can you see?" Callie shoved her boobs in my face and I had to take a step back. I mean, sure, she had a lot of cleavage. And yes, it was, quite nice; but I know better. I'm not psychologically attracted to her so I willed my body not to be either.
"Uh.. yeah, um. I gotta catch up with someone. I'll catch you later at the reception, 'kay? Okay, buh-bye," I said as I quickly ran away from her. I looked for someone, someone I actually knew. But no, in this whole 300 people, I only knew about.. 10 people. I suddenly crashed into someone and it was a younger girl. She had blackish-brown hair and she was looking at the ground. "Oops, I'm sorry," I said. She didn't look up but said,
"S'okay," and then left. I got a view of her retreating back and something in me was longing to go near her again and talk to her. I just shrugged it off and went back to finding Holly or Brad to talk to.
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Oh god, I just love receptions. I mean, the food totally. But then the disco/dance part of it was awesome. I mean.. girls getting drunk and then grinding off you. Besides, I've got plenty of numbers tonight. BUT! Hey, I'm a virgin so... maybe not.
"Hey Sexy! Wanna get outta here?" A girl asked me. She looked hot. But, I couldn't go, besides Holly and Frank and everyone would be like, 'Where's Seth?' and someone would tell them, 'Oh yeah, he went to sleep with the slutty girl,' ... not a good impression for a normal 16-yr-old boy.
"Would, but I'm actually staying with Frank and his family, so, sorry," was my response to mainly everyone who asked me.
"Aww, Sethy, you can't reject me. I mean, I basically live with you. So that excuse about staying with my family can't really affect me," Callie said to me as she wrapped her arms around my waist. I looked at her funny. I mean, why the hell is she wrapping her arms around my waist and trying to get me to respond to her? I don't even like her!
"Callie. Erm. I think, um, I think it might be best if we just stay... friends?" I mean, we weren't really friends in the first place. I never liked her, and she... always liked me.
"Friends? Why, we'd be perfect together. Even our names sound good together. Calista and Seth. Caliseth! Mr and Mrs Clearwater. No, Calista and Seth Clearwater. But, if you don't want to go in a relationship; we can be fuck buddies! Fuck buddies are good!—" I cut her off as I couldn't listen to her anymore.
"Callie, I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in you, that way," I said.
"Yes you are!" She argued. Stubborn bitch.
"No Callie, I'm not. Sorry," her face scrunched up but then she grabbed my neck and brought my lips to hers. As they touched, I got intoxicated by them and started to kiss her back. She was actually quite good at kissing so it led me to not think about who I'm actually kissing. I traced my tongue around her lips and then she opened her mouth, I had to breathe so I immediately look up... into a pair of dark green eyes that didn't belong to Callie, but a girl behind.
Imprinting. Me. Her. Together forever. I knew from that point in life, she had to be mine. No matter what. Apparently, this was what imprinting felt like. Attaching me and her together. No one else mattered. Not mum, or Leah. Or even freakin' Callie. Just this one, single young girl. Named... named, named, *sigh* I don't even know her name, but I already love her. I mean, no, it wasn't a full blown passionate, I WANNA MATE WITH YOU, GURL! But it was a younger, best friend sorta love. I mean, she looked around 13 maybe 14 years old. She looked familiar, hmm. Oh yeah, I know! I bumped into her before. Instant guilt rushed through me as I realised I hurt my imprint. I didn't want to hurt her, I didn't realise. ARGH! My foolish self, how could I do that?
I only then realised I was still holding Callie and my lips were near hers; whilst I was still staring at.. my imprint. "Who, who's that?" I asked. Callie's eyes instantly met mine and then she turned around and she looked at me, tears building in her eyes as she burst out into tears and ran away. I, still dumb stricken by my mystery girl, imprint. Didn't really care, but asked out. "What? Why'd she go?" To no one in particular. I then smelt Holly come near me.
"Real Suave, Seth," Holly said as she rested her arm on my bicep. I turned towards her, breaking eye contact with her.
"What? Why'd she run away?" I asked, still puzzled.
"You, who just kissed her, stopped kissing her and then looked behind and saw the beautiful-est person in this place and asked who it was," Holly said. What? She believed that her who looked amazing. "You still don't get me do you? You know? Serena Carmichael, the hottest girl you're looking at. You won't get her bud, she's engaged," wait, what?
"Engaged, what, she looks so young!" I exclaimed. I mean, she looks like she's 14 years old!
"Um, Seth. She's 23," Holly then indiscreetly pointed to who she was talking about and then realised it was the girl NEXT to her. Sure, she was hot. But I didn't want her, I mean, if I saw her before I imprinted on mystery girl; I would've wanted to have a go with her. But, mystery girl...
"Hey, Hol?" I asked.
"Yup?" She answered as she cocked her head to the side.
"Who's the girl next to.. Se-Sar-Sam-um, what's her name again?" I asked sheepishly.
"Serena Carmichael, going to be Serena Matheson soon. And the girl next to her? Well, that's just her fiancé's sister. Skylar Matheson. Skylar's family is one of our great family friends. So yeah, dad wanted to invite them. Besides, Elle is great friends with Jen," she pointed to a tall girl standing next to Jenny and Alan. Skylar. What a beautiful, beautiful name. And it matches her so much, I mean, she looked like a Skylar.
"They look a bit, oriental so why is their last name.. Matheson?" I asked.
"Well, their mum is Asian and from Malaysia to be exact. There she is over there," she pointed to an elder Asian lady up the front, "and their dad is actually a mixture. Half-Indian, Half-White. So they're like, Asian, Indian and White all in one. Personally I think their family is very lucky to all look so good. I mean, even Serena looks awesome and she's just gonna be related to them through marriage," Holly said. "Oh look, here's Andrew Matheson coming up to them," a guy who was obviously Skylar's brother came towards them.
"Hey babe, hey Lah. You enjoying the reception?" Andrew asked them as he wrapped his arm around Serena's waist. He was obviously Serena's fiancé. Lah even suited Skylar for a nick-name. Well, I guess it was her nick-name, cos' I'm not quite sure why her brother would call her, babe. The only reason why I was hearing them was because of my super werewolf hearing, otherwise I wouldn't have heard anything they're saying.
"Definitely more, now you're here," Serena said to Andrew as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
"Yo Serena, Andy. Not in front of me, I thought we established that already," Skylar spoke. I literally melted right there. Her voice was so heavenly and angelic; I just wanted to... keep her forever. "Anyway, I want to get a drink. Yeah, talk to you later," Skylar said as she walked off towards the bar. I had to meet her.
"Um hey, Holly. Why don't you keep on dancing, I just wanna go get a drink." I pointed towards the bar and sped off before she said anything. I got there and waited on the side for a bit til she got her drink. I then 'accidently' bumped into her – not that hard so that she would spill her drink. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry," I said. She looked up into my eyes again and stuttered as she said,
"Oh, nahh it's okay. At least I didn't spill my drink," she joked freely. I grinned as I heard her heart beat speed up. "I'm Skylar, you?" She asked. I inwardly said, yes! She wants to talk to me! I was about to say, 'I know,' but I didn't want to sound stalk-ery.
"Seth, Seth Clearwater," I held my hand out willing for her to shake it. She shook it and it was that corny sorta shit that actually came true. I did feel like there was electricity; but I liked it. It seemed that Skylar like it too.
"You sound American, are you?" Skylar asked as she sipped her drink a little. I nodded as I leant against the wall behind me.
"Mhmm, I live in a small reservation in Washington. Called La Push, it's near Seattle," I said, easily opening up to her.
"Oh really? Wow, like nearly half of my father's side lives in America. Although they all nearly live in LA or Florida. I know, it's like on the opposite ends. But yeah, that's awesome," she said as she smiled at me. Her grin was so infectious I had to smile as well.
"True dat!" I winked at her and she laughed and said,
"Right on brutha!" In a wanna be American accent, it was cute. I smiled, I love you imprinting. You are definitely not...
Gay
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