a/n: okay hi sorry I haven't updated no excuses and this is a important chapter soo yeah thank you patient readers and please review so I can make my writing better! -Gem
It took me an hour to unpack everything. Now with my clothes and personal items put away and my laptop out and charging, I was sitting on my new unbelievably comfy bed, listening to "Ripe Tide" by Vance Joy on my iPod speaker. I still couldn't get over how nice my brother and Emily were. They really were trying to make my stay here as comfortable as possible for me. The room they provided me with was much bigger than my old room, and had a pretty big closest. I even had a double bed with brand new bed sheets. The blanket was a forest green and the pillowcases were soft greens. The floor was hardwood, but mostly covered by a nice brown rug. There was also a small nightstand next to the bed where my iPod was currently situated, and a good sized desk for me to do my schoolwork in the far right corner. There was also a small chair tucked away in the left side of the room. It looked to be slightly worn out, but when I first sat down in it, it was really comfortable so I'm not complaining. Not one bit.
"Jazz, come downstairs! Our guests are here!" Emily called from downstairs. I got up from the bed and headed downstairs. Emily seemed like a really nice girl. She is really pretty too, but those scars on her face are really striking. I didn't want to say anything about it when I first saw her, but I'll be sure to ask Sam about them later when she isn't around.
Just when I got downstairs I saw Sam leaving the house.
"Where's my brother going?" I asked curiously.
"Oh." Emily looked slightly panic-stricken. I wonder why. "He's, um, going to work. Anyway, Jazz, this is Collin and Brady." Emily introduced me to two boys who almost looked identical to my brother but they were slightly shorter and a tad less muscular, if that was possible.
"Where are Seth, Paul, Embry and Quil?" Emily asked curiously.
"They're outside outside," Collin said humorously. I laughed. Collin gave me a smile.
Sure enough a couple seconds later three shirtless teenage boys stood at the door. One just grunted and pushed past me. He must be bundles of fun, note my evident sarcasm.
"Charming, isn't he?" One of the new boys said. "That's Paul by the way. Nice to meet you, I'm Attera, Quil Attera," said a curly haired boy who was tall and muscular like everyone else, minus Emily and me.
"Nice James Bond reference, are you a spy too?" I added jokingly.
"No, I'm something much cooler," he smirked.
"I'm Sam's sister, Jazz." I put my hand out for him to shake, but instead he grabbed it and pulled me into a hug.
"Cheeky," I gasped struggling not to laugh. Then, suddenly Quil picked me up bridal style, and passed me to the boy who stood next to him. I'm guessing he was Embry since he was the only person who hadn't introduced himself to me yet.
When we locked eyes he suddenly looked dumbstruck or something. His gaze was super intense. It kind of reminded me of a love sick puppy. I suddenly felt oddly self-conscious. I thought I heard him say something, but I think I imagined it.
"Wait until Sam hears about this," said Quil winking at Embry. I wasn't curious about this since I knew Sam was very protective of me. When I was five-years old, a boy squirted juice on me by accident so he poured the juice on his head! The poor kid.
Embry then set me down and I followed Emily into the kitchen while the guys remained in the living room.
"So, how about Embry then?" Emily questioned as she started to assort some food onto a large serving tray.
"Uh, he's nice, I guess." I didn't know what Emily wanted me to say. Did she expect me to fall head over heels for Embry after not even exchanging one word with him?
"No, I mean like as in like," she said stressing the final word.
My eyes widened. Crap. It looks like she was serious. What the heck. She really wanted to know my honest opinions about Embry even though I've only known him for about three minutes. Shoot! What do I say?
"... Yeah, he's cute ... I guess." I hope that was enough. Really, what else could Emily have expected me to say? I don't even know Embry's last name or how old he is! He looks old enough to be at least twenty five! That's way too large of an age gap.
Luckily though that answer seemed to tide Emily over for now. Thank goodness. Together we worked in silence to set the remaining food on the table. Once done, Emily was the last to be seated. I bet she did that on purpose. Yet, when Emily sat down I realized that I was still standing, and there were no more empty seats. Oh well, it looks like I have to sit on someone then.
I looked towards Seth since he seemed to be the nicest of the bunch. "Hey Seth, do you mind ... there are no seats?" He seemed to understand my lack of coherent speech and graciously let me plunk myself down on his lap. I sat there talking to him for a few minutes while hearing Embry faintly growl from across the table.
After two minutes I had enough, so I turned to face him and yelled, "What's your problem? Why does it matter to you if I sit on Seth's lap?! We've only met! Also, what's with the freaky staring?" Seth looked really uncomfortable. I couldn't blame him, so I got up and sat down on a slightly older looking guy who was seated beside Seth. This time, more than one joined the growling chorus. I looked up to see who it was. It turned out to be my brother Sam. Oh joy. Things have gotten even better.
I raised an eyebrow. "Sam, why does it matter to you if I sit on ..." I realized I had forgotten his name! Shoot. "Uh, what's your name?" I whispered embarrassed.
"Paul," he smirked. Paul seemed to find the entire situation highly amusing much to my annoyance.
"If I sit on dear Paul here?" I carried on.
"Because I know he is enjoying it a little too much!" I got up slightly disturbed.
"Who can I sit on then because I can't sit on you, that's Emily's job." Everyone laughed except Sam. "I guess I'll sit on you then, Mr. Psychotic Wolf!" I aimed this blow at Embry, but everyone flinched. For the rest of the night Embry and I talked. He was actually a pretty cool guy. He even apologized for the growling. That made things a bit better, but I still felt rather hesitant around him. That growling before was seriously off-putting. Embry really hadn't made the best of first impressions around me, and I wouldn't be forgetting that anytime soon.
A/N: ok exiting ohh! review
Sam: review and then you can sit on Paul...
