Chapter 2
This cannot be happening. Oh God, no, no, no. What the hell!
We just stare at each other, emerald eyes meeting chocolate brown.
We were interrupted by Sam shouting," EMBRY OUTSIDE NOW!"
Embry reluctantly left the house and Sam stormed out behind him.
I know that Embry imprinted, but it doesn't mean I'm going to run it to his arms and kiss him senseless, well not yet anyway.
"Well, now that that awkward moment is done and dusted," I say after 5 minutes of awkward silence. "Hey Quil?" I ask, getting Quil's attention.
"What?" he grunted back. Rude much.
"Are you gay?" I ask, successively making Quil choke on his blueberry muffin, Jared to spit out the mouthful of coke he was drinking, and Paul and Jake burst out laughing.
"WHAT?" he exclaims, "What the hell makes you think I'm gay?" he questions me.
"I don't know," was my wise response as well as a shrug, "I was just asking." Jake and Paul finally sobered up from their laughter and were wiping their eyes, getting rid of the tears they shed from laughing so hard.
"Hey Jake," I question.
"No, I am not gay," was his response.
"I wasn't going to ask that," I say. "You're into cars aren't you?" I ask.
"Yeah. Why?" Jake asks.
"There's something wrong with my car, when I was driving here the engine was making strange noises. Do you know a good mechanic?" I ask hopefully.
"Well, I'm a mechanic if you want me to take a look?" Jake asks.
"Yes, please," I say politely.
"Lead the way," he says getting up from his seat following me out the front.
When Jake sees my car, his jaw dropped, "Are you serious? This is your car," Jake says.
"Yes, this is my baby," I respond while going over and patting the bonnet gently. "You wanna take her for a spin?" I ask Jake. Jake just shakes his head up and down vigorously. I throw him the keys and he runs to the driver's seat while I hop into the passenger's seat.
As Jake was driving down the roads, I noticed how he turned the wheel to sharply and nearly put the gear stick through the gear box. My poor baby I thought.
"So, how was life in L.A?" Jake asked interrupting me from my thoughts. Encase I forgot to mention beforehand I loved in L.A for the past three years. "I loved it, went out clubbing nearly every weekend, had my dream job…but I missed my family and friends," I replied while looking over at Jake with a small smile. If you wondering what my dream job was, I'm a tattoo artist.
I loved tattooing I've always wanted to do it. Although I was a tattoo artist, I didn't have any tattoo's, but that's about to change. I wanted to get a tattoo on my back. I know want type of tattoo I wanted, but I haven't told Sammy dearest yet. That will go well.
After driving round La Push for a while and a bit of Forks, we drove back to Sam and Emily's house to see if Sam and Embry came back yet.
Jake and I headed into the house to see the whole pack sitting around the table eating. Shock surprise. I went and sat down in-between Paul and Embry, and saw Seth across the table from me. "SETHY-KINS," I shouted while flinging myself across the table at him and grabbing him into a hug, successfully making nearly everyone around the table jump apart from Sammy.
"ANNA," Seth shouted back while nearly squeezing me to death. "Holy shit!" he exclaimed, "Anna, you're hot," which made Embry growl and slap Seth across the head, making me gasp and send a glare to Embry. I got up and went over to Embry, and slapped him upside the head. He let out a yelp like a dog would if it was to get slapped "Embry how dare you hurt Sethy-kins," I told him. I then went over to Seth and gave him a hug while rubbing his head where Embry hit him. The pack just laughed at me hitting Embry and Emily gave me a disapproving glare.
"You o.k Seth?" I asked Seth, Embry just looked at me like I threatened to take away his favourite teddy bear , yep; Embry has a teddy bear called . If you wonder how I know, Jake told me. Jake once thought it was a good idea to take away Embry's bear, when he did Embry ran after him with a baseball bat. Oh how I would have paid to see that.
"Hey Sammy?" I asked in a sugary sweet voice.
"Yeah?" He replied in voice that he knew I wanted something.
"You know the way you love me?" I said releasing Seth from my hold and walking over and siting on Sam's lap.
"What do you want?" he asked with a sigh knowing he will eventually give me what I wanted. I know I sound spoilt here but I barely ask Sam for anything. O.k maybe that was a lie. Tehe, what do you expect im his very lovable baby sister….who loves to annoy him a lot.
"Where is the closest tattoo shop?" I asked making Sam stare at me like I had three heads. Silence. I swear if you heard if a pin dropped you would be able to hear it. Sam just shook his head and asked why I wanted one and I told him that I was a tattoo artist and just wanted one. So with a lot of pleading and puppy dog eyes and Emily threating to never cook for him again he reluctantly agreed. Sam told me the closest one was
"Hey Embry, Do you want to come with?" I asked grabbing Embry's attention.
"Sure," He replied in a cheerful voice.
"Well let's go," I said, grabbing my handbag and walking out the door, Embry following me the whole way to the car. I then got into the driver's side while Embry got into the passenger's. I put the key in the ignition and started the car and drove out of the driveway and headed toward Port Angeles.