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Summary: Jared and Kim's son, Julian Hill, imprints on a feisty girl from the Bronx, Amalia Ramirez. She and her sister Rosalie came to LaPush against their will, because they weren't allowed to stay with their Crack-head mom, when she got caught.
Amalia's POV
September 6th 2031
5th period
"I'm Amalia, Amalia Ramirez. I just moved here from the Bronx." I told her with a friendly smile. Faye was a pretty girl, who looked to be about my age. Her wavy-curly black hair fell down to her shoulders, and matched her sparkling dark brown eyes. I estimated our heights to be the same, she had to be close to 5'6, just like me.
"What period do you have next?" I asked her.
"I have lunch next, so if you have lunch with me, you can sit with me and my friends." I agreed to her suggestion and we walked to the lunch room.
When I saw my sister come into the lunch room, I motioned for her to join me. We got on the lunch line together and I frowned at the sight of the food stalled out.
"Yeah, the food is pretty bad here." Faye said, and watched as the lunch lady put mystery meat on her tray and gagged. I laughed and then suspiciously inspected my plate, as I received my own chunk of mystery meat. Faye and Rosie giggled and Faye motioned for us to follow her, we got to her table where there were 9 other people sitting there already.
"Guys, this is Amalia and her little sister Rosie, they just moved here from the Bronx. Amalia, Rosie this is Sofie, Brandon, Kaylee, Jamie, Micah, Quinn, Tomas, Tobias and last but not least Julian." There were six guys and three girls not including Rosie, Faye and me.
Looking them over I realized I'd have some trouble remembering all of them in the beginning, but I was sure I'd get it eventually. They seemed to be a tight group of friends, some I figured had to be related judging by the similarity in looks between some of them. Not to mention, the boys were freakishly tall. This one guy for instance, Tomas I think was his name, he was obviously one of the youngest, judging by his face, but he had to be closing in on 6".
Being said that he was one of the younger ones, you can just imagine at what height the other boys were. The only girl standing out like that was Kaylee, just below Tomas, she was ridiculously tall as well. At first I figured it had to be like something that was common within this tribe or something, but scanning the lunchroom around me, I concluded that wasn't the case.
Still in thought my eyes landed on Julian and his brother Tobias, though it was clear by the similarity in appearance they had to be twin brothers, there were distinct differences between them. For one, Tobias' eyes didn't seem to sparkle as Julian's did. Then there was their behavior, while Julian seemed to be quiet, one to take things in from a distance.
While his brother was very present, wanting to be at the center of attention, which he was most of the time. As I noted the many girls at the surrounding tables secretively glancing at him, before bursting out in giggles, I figured he got plenty of action at the local high school. An uncomfortable feeling crept over me, would Julian be like that with girls as well? I mean, that bitch from class was obviously a superficial monster, and she seemed to be involved with him, what did that tell me.
Then I shook my head, clearing out the ridiculous thoughts, why would I care what he did, or didn't do with girls. Then Julian looked up at me and smiled, I rolled my eyes, but I couldn't suppress doing it with a little smile on my face. I took a seat next to Faye and saw Rosie sitting down next to Quinn. She was smiling, and even talking, I could see her loosening up, it made me so happy that she found a friend, because I didn't want Rosie to be friendless.
While I was talking to Faye she told me everything about everyone. She told me what grade everyone was in, and how old they were. The youngest was Quinn she was in 8th grade like Rosie, she was also 13. Then, there was Micah and Tomas, or Tommy as they liked to call him, who were in 9th grade and both 14.
The kids my age were Faye, Tobias, Julian and Jamie, he warned me to call him James, because he disliked his name very much, saying it was a girls' name and all that. All of us were 16 except for James and Faye, Faye was gonna be 16 in a month and James would be 16 this December.
The oldest of the group were Sofie, Brandon, and Kaylee. They were all 17, except Sofie, she was would turn 17 in like a month or so. It struck me as unusual, that a group of friends consisted of kids with that much age differences. Confirming my thought, on some of them being related, it would explain this uncommon bond they shared.
"Faye hold up one second I gotta go to the bathroom." I turned away, and walked to what looked to be the bathroom. When I turned around, I saw Rosie had come with me.
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Julian's POV
After Amalia and Rosie left the table
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"Guys, I have to tell you something." I said suddenly, taking advantage of my imprint and her sisters' departure.
They all stopped their talking, looking at me confused, waiting for me to explain why I had disrupted everybody's conversations like that.
"I-I imprinted on Amalia." I blurted out, waiting for their reactions, which ranged from confused to overly enthusiastic.
Faye and Kaylee seemed to be very happy for me, as they were practically bouncing in their chairs, with big grins plastered on their faces. I could be mistaken, but I thought I saw a flash of jealousy pass Tobias' face, which was kind of satisfying since he was always showing off when it came to girls.
"We have to talk to dad when we get home, he'll know what to do." Tobias said looking down, he must've been irritated that I imprinted before him. He always liked to do or get things first, and when I say things, I mean EVERYTHING, I don't really know why though.
Right then, my angel returned with her little sister in tow. A smile spread across my lips, just at the sight of her. She walked back over to the seat where she was before, I smiled to myself and she must've seen, because she looked towards me and we made eye contact. Her gaze captivating me in more ways then you could imagine. What made me even happier was the small smile I saw creeping up from the corner of her lips, but then she blinked and turned back to Faye. Feeling bad for me, Faye looked at me an apologetic face, and went back to talking to Amalia.
She was so beautiful, I couldn't help but stare. Her smile lit up the room. Her laugh was so contagious, that when she laughed everyone else smiled as well, and her face her beautiful face…words can't explain her beauty. I would die to have her…I would die FOR her.
I can't take this. How does she not already notice that we should be together? I need to talk her; I can't just sit here and watch her, that's way too stalker-ish. I got up and pulled my chair next to Faye and Amalia. I saw Faye smile, and then turned my gaze over to Amalia.
"Hey, I'm Julian." I said, politely putting out my hand for her to shake, whishing for an opportunity to touch her, even if it was just to shake her hand.
"Amalia," she said coldly, ignoring my hand all together. With great disappointment, I put my hand down slowly, and looked at Faye pleading for her to help me.
"Oh, you know that Julian loves to surf, he's like the bestest." She said nervously, Amalia rolled her eyes and glared at me.
"You know, don't even try to bother, cuz I know just what kinda guy you are. You're one of those guys that come off sweet in the beginning, and then when you finally get your way with me, you'll end up breaking my heart." She scoffed.
Then, she looked me straight in the eyes, and I could swear they clouded over, for just a moment, before she recovered. I smiled, and I saw her nostril's flare and her face become pink. Her gaze turned quickly into a glare, before she finished. "So you can get the thought of me and you outta your head, cuz it ain't ever gonna happen."
My smile turned into a frown as I heard her last sentence, I pulled my chair back to its original place and put my head down on the table, frustrated at my attempt to talk to her. Why didn't she like me? Why wouldn't she like me? Why did she judge me so quickly? OH MY GOD I NEED TO STOP ASKING QUESTIONS! Then the bell rang.
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Amalia's POV
After Lunch
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I got my stuff and started to walk towards my next class. From the corner of my eye, I saw Julian go to his locker, he seemed down. I smirked to myself; it was a good thing that he felt bad, he shouldn't be trying to hook up with me.
6th period I had with James and Tobias, which thankfully passed uneventful. 7th and 8th I had with Faye, which was nice, because it felt like she would be a good friend. My next and final period was English with Ms. Brown, to my annoyance I found out it was on the third floor, while right now, I was on the first.
As I was walking up the stairs, only heading towards the second floor, I bumped into a guy. Ugh… what is it with people bumping into me today? It's seriously pissing me off. I honestly don't get why it's so hard to see a person coming your way.
"Watch wh-" I stopped mid-sentence when I saw who it was, of course I had to walk right into Julian Hill, who else could it have been. The boy that I don't really like, but is a total hottie! I mean, I could make eggs and bacon on him! Oh wait, what am I talking about, he has to be just another player, just look at him!
"Oh, it's you." I bit out, disdain dripping from my voice.
He chuckled softly; a husky, deep, sexy chuckle. "It's nice to see you too Amalia." I shivered at the sound of my name passing his lips; it sounded so…so…right when he said it.
I avoided eye contact with him as I stepped around him, going up the stairs. Averting my eyes, I was looking around everywhere, as long as I didn't have to look at him. In the process of ignoring him, I was so focused on him, that I didn't pay attention to where I was going. Causing me to trip and fall right back into his arms, and dropping all my books on the ground. The moment he caught me, the bell rang, which meant I was late yet again. But at that point I didn't care anymore, because right now I was in his arms. I looked up at him, and he looked down at me with a grin on his face.
"You should watch your step." He said, and put me back on my feet. The moment they hit the floor, I had to consciously focus on regaining my balance. I was in awe; he didn't even try to make a move.
"Umm…Thanks," I said meekly, and couldn't help but doing it with a small smile on my face.
He nodded with a slight blush on his cheeks, and bent down to pick up my books. I kneeled down to help, in result we reached for the same book at the same time, like in of those old cheesy movies. His hand brushed over mine, and I felt that same shock run through me as his skin met with mine. But this time I noticed something, he was well…hot and I don't mean like that guy is cute hot, I mean temperature wise hot. He was burning up, I quickly pulled away and started heading up the stairs.
"Hey Wait! What class do you have, I'll walk you there." He called after me, and grabbed my wrist, spinning me around in one quick motion. I looked up to his eyes and saw sincerity in them, and yet again, I found myself smiling at him. .
"What class do you have?" He asked again, his face broke out in a goofy happy grin, when I started blushing.
"I've got English, with Ms. Brown."
"That's all the way across the school, on the next floor." He stated before he started walking.
"Well, are you coming or not?" He questioned when I didn't move, clearly amused with himself. I shuffled my feet over to him. And we started walking up the stairs.
"Since I know absolutely nothing about you Amalia, can we play 10 questions, so I can learn at least something?" He asked enthused at the idea I thought about it eh…what the hell why not. I nodded yes.
"Ok what's your favorite color?"
"Red."
"When's your birthday?"
"July 29th"
"Any hobbies?"
"I like to dance, play soccer, and most of all hang out with my little sister."
"Ok Favorite singer and or band?"
"I actually hate the music they make today, I like the songs they made a decade or two ago. I know, I know, I know I'm old style but that's just what I like." I said a little embarrassed. Then I heard chuckling, I snapped my head up to glare at him for making fun of me.
"Are you laughing at me? Cuz if you are I might just have to break your neck." I snapped at him, with a menacing stare. But he kept on chuckling
"I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at how much alike we are. Though my favorite color isn't red, soccer is my favorite sport, I love to hang out with my older sister, and I don't like the music they make today either." He said with amusement.
My heart skipped a beat as I looked into his dark eyes. Ugh, why does he have this affect on me? It's like he makes me all mushy inside and I can't be mad at him, which isn't a good thing at all. To be perfectly honest, this is just killing me.
Looking up at the door we had reached, I saw the number 305 printed on the door. I stepped in at least five minutes late, which caused the teacher to look at me surprised.
"Do you have a pass?" She asked me, so I handed her the paper and sat down in the back. After a few seconds Julian came down to sit next to me.
"Hello there." He joked, with a smirk on his face.
So of course, I rolled my eyes and smiled at him. Then I heard some high pitched voices to my right, whispering way too loud.
"OMG she's sitting next to him again, Amber like come on what is with that?" The first one sounded.
"Oh he is totally only using her to get me jealous, but it is SO working!" That was Amber, who I disliked more as the day went on.
Ok, I had two options. The first one was to beat her up now, and the second was to beat her up later, after shamelessly flirting with Julian to piss her off. I liked the sound of option number two better a lot better. I turned to Julian and smiled at him, leaning into him, I getting closer to make my move.
"You know, you have the cutest eyes I've ever seen, and your hair…" I moved my hand up to his short hair, and ran my fingers through it. "Is so soft," I purred, and his breath caught.
"Th-thanks," he started stuttering.
"Ooh, you're so adorable when you stutter," I gushed, before giggling girlishly, making his face turn a bright lobster red.
"Ugh, do you see her?! She is like TOTALLY flirting with MY man!" I smiled at the comment, knowing I was succeeding in pissing her off, and continued flirting with Julian. It wasn't a hardship, since I didn't think he was such a bad guy, so I allowed myself to enjoy it.
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I was walking home with my little sister, due to lack of other means of transportation, since my aunt and uncle were both working.
"How was your first day at a new school Rosie?" I asked her.
"It was so much fun, Quinn is so cool, I mean we're a lot alike. She is so cool; I have a feeling we're gonna be great friends. We have 2nd, 3rd, 7th, and 9th period together. She introduced me to some of her friends that don't have lunch with us. I also found out that she has an older brother, Xander, and we even exchanged phone number. But anyways, how was your day?" She eyed me curiously.
"Did you have any classes with Julian?" She said, and burst out in giggles. A blush crept on my face.
"Yeah, I have History and English with him; you know it was nothing, but…" I said trailing on. "I-I think I might like him." She gasped at my statement, shocked to hear me say it.
"That's good, I think he's good for you, Quinn said he is a really nice guy, they're like family. So I definitely approve, besides, anyone is better than Hector." At the last part, I grew silent.
"Rosie, I thought I told you not to mention his name, you know I don't like to talk about him." I said with a disgusted tone. She nodded, and we stepped inside to the house. The moment we did, I realized something was wrong, someone was sitting on the couch, it was the one person I thought and hoped I would never see again.
"Hola Mami, you're looking fine and divine today as usual. So is your little sister, she's growing up fast in a good way." He said and winked at us.
His dark eyes black like charcoal, and he had a long scar dragging down the side of his face, barely missing his left eye. His pitch black hair matched his eyes; it was gelled back as always. He was tall and imposing, standing at 6'2, his name was Hector. I dropped my book bag to the floor in shock.
"H-He-Hector, what are you doing here?" I stammered, unable to keep the fear out of my voice.
He walked up to me, brushed a piece of my hair out of my face and chuckled. I saw the knife in his pocket and my eyes widened. Then he turned to Rosie with a smirk, and went over to touch her face, which made me impossibly mad. How DARE he even THINK about touching my Baby sister!
"DON'T. TOUCH. HER!" I yelled furiously, and reached for his knife.
"RUN ROSIE RUN!" I screamed, as I grabbed the knife from him, and pushed my sister outside.