Disclaimer: This is Stephanie Meyer's world. I am just adding my thoughts to it.
I want to thank everyone for reviewing. The ones who have an account, I pm'd you guys. But I want to thank Roseanne and Funvanilla for their reviews as well. And all the people who added my story to their favorite or story alerts. I am still in shock, and I didn't think so many people would read it. That is why I am posting the third chapter so quick. I hope I can keep up with your expectations.
With this said, here is chapter three. Let's begin!
Chapter 3 - Imprint
Oh crap! I say again as I am unable to look away from this guy in front of me. I have never seen eyes as blue as his. And his hand feels so dry and warm around my own.
But then, all of a sudden, my view is blocked and my hand is released. Someone is standing in front of me.
Rashel! You imprinted, get out of here before I rip this guy's head off. My brother is telling me in my head, and he sounds angry.
Why Will? I am old enough to handle myself! I yell back in his head, I see him wince at the force I put behind my words. I shove at him, but he refuses to move aside. Most guys would turn and leave.
"Are you okay?" The guy asks me again, looking around Will. It's like he doesn't even realize someone is blocking his way. Will growls, and I worry if the guy heard it. I keep referring to him as 'guy'. I want to ask his name.
I nod my head. "I am alright, you better should go… my brother isn't in a good mood." I tell him with a sad smile. It felt like my heart was breaking when I told him to leave.
God! Imprinting is painful. I think to myself, and I hear Chase chime in.
Mhm. It is, Rash… He replies to my thought and I let out a relieved breath, he will calm Will down.
As he moves closer, he rest his hand on Will's shoulder and squeezes tightly.
"Leave him, Will. We will talk about it at home!" He sounds like the son of an alpha and I feel a shiver run down my spine.
Will keeps staring the guy with his piercing, blue eyes down. But he doesn't budge, I am impressed. And proud that he is my imprint. And I don't even know his name, or what he is like.
Will steps down eventually and looks behind him, he forgot about Kayla. Kayla is looking at him, with her eyes wide open. Immediately his face softens and he walks up to her, talking softly and apologizing to her. She seems to calm down.
Leah is standing next to me, and looking at the person in front of us. She seems to be sniffing the air and frowns her forehead. I wonder what that is all about.
I then shift my gaze towards the guy and I smile. He extends his hand, and I accept it. We shake hands and I feel a spark go through my whole body.
"Hi, I am sorry for the ball. I am Ethan Vale." He tells me, and his voice sounds so mesmerizing that I forget to speak.
"Don't worry about the ball, just a bump. I am Rashel Black, we just moved here." I hear someone clear his throat. "Oh, sorry… this is Leah, she lives with us." I notice that we are still holding hands.
"Hi Ethan, it's nice to meet you… don't mind Will. He didn't eat." She says and smiles sweetly at him. When Leah turned her gaze on him, he released my hand and it felt so cold.
"You have a strong throw there, Rashel never saw it coming." She tells him, and I want to roll my eyes at her. Of course I saw it coming, I just didn't want us to be turned in as science projects.
"Sometimes I don't know my own strength." He tells her with a smile before looking back at me. "I am really sorry, I should have been more careful." He tells me and I smile at how sweet he seems.
"It's okay, Ethan… but be careful, next time you will be hit with a basketball." I say with a big grin, was I flirting?
He laughs, and it is the most wonderful sound in the world. But it is rudely interrupted by Will.
"Get in the car, now!" He says to no one in particular, but I know he is talking to me. He glares at Ethan, before getting in the truck. I notice Kayla is nowhere to be seen, and I wonder where she went.
"Rashel, you can't like him. You are too young!" Will tells me and he sounds furious.
God! Why is he so protective? I ask Chase between our minds.
Don't you remember? He has been like that, ever since you almost died from that vampire attack… Chase tells me, and I remember the day all too well.
It was dark, and it had been raining for a week nonstop. We lived in La Push back then, and in the middle of the night we heard howling. I knew the howl, and I recognized it was uncle Paul. Something was wrong.
We all shifted into wolves, I wasn't a wolf for that long. But I was ready for action. Once we shifted, we felt the minds of our pack and Paul told us to come to the meadow at the top of the cliffs.
I raced there, and I was quicker than my brothers. When I got there, there was a young girl standing in the meadow. And Paul was growling at her. I thought, that I was in an advantage because the vampire was with her back to me.
I was wrong there, when I started running towards her… she turned around and disappeared. Suddenly her arms were around my neck and she started squeezing. Her white and sharp teeth were shining in the moonlight.
I was whining and whimpering, her grip was too strong and I was losing consciousness. The last thing I remember, is hitting the floor before passing out. I actually thought I died. But Will got to me just in time, and killed of the vampire.
I woke up in bed, with my whole family surrounding me.
He loves you, sis… he will get around the idea of his baby sister and a guy. He says as we pull up to our house.
"Just wait, dad will agree with me on this!" Will says before disappearing in thin air and running to meet our parents who just were coming out of the house to greet us.
"Mom, dad… Rashel imprinted!" He tells them, on my mom's face a big smile appears. She runs to me and hugs me to her body.
"I am so happy for you, sweetheart! What's his name? What's he like? Is he smart?" She asks quickly after each other. I giggle and kiss her cheek before walking to my dad. He looks angry.
"Daddy? Are you mad?" I ask him, with the best puppy dog eyes I have.
He walks down the steps and hugs me, I am pressed tightly to him and I love how he always is able to make me small and young.
"No, baby… I just hate that you are growing up so fast. I was your age when I imprinted… I would love to meet him, when the time is ripe." I kiss his cheek before stepping out of his embrace.
Chase walks to us, his arm wrapped around Leah's shoulders. "Will imprinted, too." He tells everyone with a big smile on his face.
Will, who was gaping at the exchange I had with my dad, is flipped out of his trance when my mom hugs him as well.
"My babies are growing up!" She says after she hugged him tightly. "I'd love to meet both of them, maybe we can throw a dinner… Yes, you have to invite them." She says and starts for the house, probably preparing the food already.
I shake my head. "Dad, I just met my imprint thirty minutes ago… I can't invite him over for dinner."
"I know, babygirl. I will talk to your mother, go for a run or something." He tells us, and I wonder why he said that. How will he convince mom?
Oh! Yuck… Who is coming with me? I ask my brothers as I try to get rid of the image of my parents, in bed.
When I look around me, I notice that I am alone. My brothers and Leah, are already gone. I roll my eyes and jog up to the woods before shifting.
I feel Leah, Will and Chase enter my mind. Thanks for waiting, guys!
Sorry, Rash… The time it took you to get rid of that image, we already bolted! Will tells me as he runs into the opposite direction of Chase and Leah.
Where are you going, Will? I ask him, and I start running after him.
Go away! I am going to meet up with Kayla. He tells me and I hear him growl in my head, I slow down.
As a wolf? I ask, confused. He stops and mentally rolls his eyes.
I will shift back, dumbo! He sprints away and leaves me alone in the woods, I look for Leah's mind. But as soon as I found it, I pull out.
So not only my parents had that thought. Yuck! I shake my head and just run. I have no idea where I am going. But the sun is already setting, and I decide to head back.
When I almost reached the boundary of our property, I smell something. It is sweet, but not sweet enough for a vampire. I sniff some more and try to figure out what it is. After a few seconds, the scent is gone. Did I just imagine it?
I start towards the house again, but this time slower. Maybe I will catch something. But as I reach the house, I haven't seen, heard or smelled anything. I must have imagined it. I shift back and I realize that I am full of mud.
Time for a bath then, I head into the house and tell my mom that I am going for a bath before making my way up to my room.
I walk into my room, and immediately disappear into my bathroom. I strip down from my muddy and wet clothes and let the tub fill with hot water. Luckily it is fast and I am in the hot water before I even realize it.
I sigh and let myself be covered in hot water and airy bubbles. I close my eyes and let my head slip under. My hair is floating around my head and the mud is being washed out. I add some shampoo and make sure it smells fruity again. After making sure all the mud is scrubbed off of my body, I step out of the tub and wrap myself in a fluffy towel.
I pull the stop from the tub and let the water circle down the drain. I walk through the door, into my room. I look for the box Sleepwear, I open it and pull out a T-shirt. The shirt is way too big, and covers my body nicely. I also pull on some shorts and make my way downstairs barefooted.
Just as I reach the kitchen, my mom is carrying everything to the table. I see that she only set three plates. And I have no idea who isn't joining us.
"Mom? Are we only with three?" I ask her as I sit down in my usual seat. I see her nod.
"Yeah, your brother and Leah decided to eat at home tonight… and Will called, telling me he will be taking out Kayla?" She says the name carefully. I smile and nod.
"He imprinted on her, she is a sweet girl… you would really love her." I tell her and she grins widely at me and sits down at the table. We wait for my dad to join us, which didn't take long once he smelled the food.
"Mmm… smells good, babe." He tells her and kisses the top of her head, and mine as well before joining us at the table.
We eat in silence, with a questions now and again. My mom wants to know about Ethan, but I have to tell her that I don't know anything besides his name and that he can throw a basketball with the speed of a vampire.
"Did you check if he was a vampire?" She asks me, and I shake my head.
"He isn't, but Leah acted a bit weird. She was sniffing the air when we were talking to him." I tell my dad, maybe he knows something. He shrugs and I can see he is thinking about something, but he continues eating his dinner.
I wonder if I should tell my dad about the strange scent, that I smelled. But I change my mind, I imagined it after all… no need to throw it onto the table. I tell my parents about my audition, and what I am doing. They wish me good luck.
I thank them, but the rest of dinner stays quiet. When we are all done, I offer to do the dishes. My mom thanks me, and tells me she will go hunt. She hasn't had blood since we moved here, two weeks ago. My dad joins her, which leaves me all alone at home.
After I finish the dishes, I take my bag with me to my room. As I enter, I see all the boxes. I should really unpack these. Maybe if I use a bit of speed.
I use my vampire speed to put all the things into the closet or on the shelves, and within thirty minutes my room looks perfect. I smile before walking to my desk and turning on my laptop. I still need to prepare my monologue for tomorrow. The other homework I was given, I finished in class. That's an advantage, vampire memory.
I walk to the shelves and look for my notes, I find what I am looking for and lay down on my bed. I open it to the page I need and read the monologue. I hope mr. Blane thinks I am good enough to play the female lead.
After reading the page a few times, I close my eyes and rest my head on my pillow. As soon as I closed my eyes, two blue eyes appear in front of me. Ethan's eyes. I smile and imagine how our life could be.
With that smile I fall asleep and I dream that night of Ethan and me.
In the morning, I am awaken by someone shaking my shoulders. My eyes flutter open and I see Will standing above me.
"Wake up, Rashel. You need to get all pretty for your audition." He says in a cheery voice. I look up at him, with a raised eyebrow.
"Who are you, and what have you done with Will?" I ask this cheery person in front of me. Instead of answering me, he smiles and ruffles my hair. He walks out of my room and goes down the stairs where he yells loudly good morning to everyone.
I groan and roll out of bed and make my way into the bathroom, I do my morning routine and make my way back into my bedroom. I walk into my walk-in closet and look for something to wear.
I find a pair of light jeans, and a long sleeve shirt that hangs off the shoulders to go with. For shoes, I decided on the new black, high heeled boots. I dress quickly and make a smokey eyes. My hair is extra wavy, since I went to bed with them still being wet. I decide to just let them flow.
I grab my bag and prop all the books in it, before checking my phone and I see that I have a text. I will read it later, since I don't want to be late. I make my way down the stairs and into the kitchen, I kiss my mom on her cheeks and grab a muffin.
"Can I go with my car, we have the auditions today… and otherwise they'll have to wait on me?" I ask my dad, when he enters the kitchen. He thinks about it, and I know he wants to say no. But my mom whispers something in his ear.
"Alright, baby. But be careful… and call me if anything goes wrong?" He says, with worry painting his voice.
"Dad… I am your grease monkey. I know more about cars than the guys you have working at your shop." I tell him, and he knows I am right. The guys he has working for him can't even distinguish an old Beetle with a new Hummer.
"Thanks, daddy! I love you!" I tell him and kiss his cheek. I make my way to the underground garage and grab the keys from the wall. I press the button and I hear a beep. Lights light up and I smile. I make my way to the other side of the garage.
There she is, my black Ford Mustang '65 with red leather interior. How I love that car! I fixed it up with my dad and aunt Rosalie. That was the best time of my life. I open the door and throw my bag on the back seat before getting in. I hit another button and the garage door opens up to the outside world. I start my engine and back out of the garage.
I turn around when I reach the open space and press the same button. I look in my rearview mirror and see the garage door closing. I then drive up to the gate, and push yet another button and watch it sway open. I drive by, knowing the gate will close by itself and hit the highway to school.
In about fifteen minutes, I reach the parking lot. I park next to a black Camaro. As I get out of my car, and grab my back… I walk to the car and let my finger run over the blackness. This car is so amazing. How come I didn't see it yesterday? I shrug.
I tear my eyes away from the car and make my way into the school. The first few hours go by quickly, with nothing happening. When lunch rolls by, I feel myself hoping to see Ethan again. I missed him, even though I don't know him. I am chatting with Kayla and grabbing our lunch. We spot my family and head over to them. I see Kayla's face lighten up, and she sits in the chair next to Will.
I sit down in front of them, and I feel like the fifth wheel. I quickly eat my lunch and tell the others that I am going to drama class already. They nod and wave, without looking my way.
I shake my head, grab my back and make my way onto the hallway. When I get near drama class, I can hear a voice. The voice sounds familiar and it draws me to him.
When I get closer, I can distinguish words. And I realize it is a monologue. After a few lines I recognize it, it's Twelfth Night by Shakespeare. Someone who dares to audition with that, he will sure get the male lead if he pulls it off. I reach the door. And hear him, and then I realize who him is.
If music be the food of love, play on;
Give me excess of it, that surfeiting,
The apetite may sicken and so die.
That strain again! It had a dying fall;
O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound
That breathes upon a bank of violets,
Stealing and giving odor. Enough, no more.
'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
O spirit of love, how wquick and fresh art thou,
That, notwithstanding thy capacity
Receiveth as the sea, naught enters there,
Of what validity and pitch soe'er,
But falls into abatement and low price
Even in a minute. So full of shapes is fancy
That it alone is high fantastical...
O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first,
Methought she purged the air of pestilence.
That instant was I turned into a hart,
And my desires, like fell and cruel hounds,
E'er since pursue me.
My mouth is hanging open, when I hear Ethan breathe out the last words. Who knew he could act like that. Mr. Blane stands up and is applauding, I walk inside and I see Ethan spot me. He gets a crimson face and looks embarrassed.
"You were amazing!" I tell him, before turning to look at the teacher. "Mr. Blane… he has to get the lead!"
"Rashel… it's okay, he knows what is best for his play." Ethan tells me, as if he was afraid I would choke mr. Blane until he gave in. Don't tempt me.
"Miss Black… would you like to audition right now? I am ready for you!" He says smugly. I nod and walk towards the stage. Ethan just steps down and looks at me with a smile.
"I didn't know you would be auditioning… break a leg up there!" He tells me and I thank him. I assume he would be leaving, but when I turn to face the room… he took a seat at the back of the room. He raises his thumb. And I take a deep breath. I look towards mr. Blane and start.
"The monologue I am about to do, is called Promises. It is written my Kim Sarich. It is about a girl, and she is at her boyfriend's funeral. He killed himself, and the rest will be clear after the monologue… I hope." I tell my teacher and take a another deep breath to calm my nerves.
I feel tears, but I don't understand why they are here. I don't understand too much, but I understand that you aren't what I thought you were. I believed in you. I felt that there was something to look forward to seeing. You fucked it up you know that? You fucked it all up. I hate to love you. I don't know why I ever started...No... No.. I know why.
I don't really regret it but I'm not sure that I shouldn't. You make me sick... you're not even here and you make me sick. But I love you. What's wrong with me? Is there something wrong with me? What the hell am I doing here? I don't even know half these people and they're all staring at me wondering why the hell I'm crying over you right now. I don't know what to tell them.
Are you happy? I actually don't know what to say for once! For once in my life I'm confused and I don't know what to say. Why am I talking to you? You're not here... Well, you're here but...but not there. Why am I crying? I shouldn't be crying!
I need you. You realize you've completely ruined my life. You were my life... and now you're gone... so, what's left for me? I don't know if I'm crying more over the fact that you're gone and I love you, or if it's just because I don't have anything left to live for and you've taken away the only thing in my life worth caring for. Now what am I supposed to do? I hate you, you know that? I hate you because...because I'm so in love with you.
I hate the fact that you've taken something away so precious. I just wish...no never mind...I don't wish anything. I don't wish.. that's what you'd expect me to say at a time like this. Well, I'm not going to say anything. Why did you do this to me? You knew this was going to happen so why did you do it to me?
Why? Why am I crying? I shouldn't be crying. I hate you...so why am I crying? Brad, promise me one thing...promise me you'll forgive me for hating you right now. I need to hate you right now. Promise me another thing...promise me you'll wait for me.
When I say the last line of my monologue, I can feel tears slipping down my cheeks. I brush them away, and look at my teacher with watery eyes. He is looking at me like something hit him. When I look at Ethan, he has the same look on his face.
"Was… was I that bad?" I ask nervously. They both shake their head, but no words comes from their mouths.
Mr. Blane finally finds the right words. "You got the lead." He writes something down and then looks up at me with a genuine smile. "I have never seen anything quite like you, who taught you to put so much emotion in it?" He asks me.
"My grandfather and my mother… they taught me a lot of things about acting." I tell him and when I look towards Ethan, I can see a big grin on his face.
"Ethan?" He calls.
"Yes, sir?" Ethan replies, and gets up from his seat and walks over to mr. Blane.
"You have the other lead. Congratulations kids!" He shakes our hands and then shoos us away.
When I get outside of the room, I finally realize what just happened. I am playing the lead, and Ethan and I have to play with each other. I look up at him, and he is smiling down at me.
"I have never seen anything like that, you were amazing!" He tells me, and his voice sounds so honest and like poison. It infects me, and I can't live without it.
"Thank you, I never thought you'd be one for acting… " I tell him, and shove at him playfully. I hear him laugh, and just like yesterday… I wish he never stopped.
"Maybe we can rehears together?" He asks me and I nod vigorously.
"That would be a wonderful idea... Let's decide when, after mr. Blane gives us the script." I tell him, but instead he hands me his phone and tells me to type in my number. I do as he says, and hand the phone back. He rings my number, so I would have his as well. And then tells me he will call me or text me.
"I need to go now. Basketball practice… I'll text you." He runs off and I am left standing alone.
I hear someone laughing behind me, and I spin around. I see Beth, standing there… And she doesn't look happy. I straighten my shoulders.
"Don't you get your hopes up too high, Ethan will see what you are trying to do. He will drop you within a second!" She tells me, with venom in her voice. She walks up to me and stands as close to me as she possibly can.
"Ethan is mine! Did you get that?" She asks me, and I know it is rhetorically… But I have never been one for the threats.
I shove her aside, keeping it to a soft shove. "Don't threaten me, you are in no place to threaten me. You might be miss popular here, who can get all the guys to feel her up… But you are nothing but a pathetic, little, whiny bitch."
Before I realize it, I feel her slap my face. Of course, I didn't feel nothing. But it got my blood boiling and I can feel the hair on my neck starting to rise.
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