Walking towards the house, Blake sighed as she noticed two more old pickups in the driveway and cursed under her breath. Hopefully, Embry wouldn't go out of his way to introduce her and she would be able to sneak past. So walking up the steps carefully, she opened the door and cringed naturally as it squeeled in responce. "Blake!" she heard his voice yelled out. "Blake is that you?" he asked as she sighed and rolled her eyes.

Well who the hell else could it be? she wnted to yell back, but remembered faintly that this hole town seem to know everything about everyone, just as all small communities do, so she figured it was best to keep her mouth shut.

"Yeah..." she called out weakly as she prayed he would just let her be.

"Come on in here, there's someone I want you to meet." he called out as she sighed and dropped her bags. Walking into the kitchen as she was greated with the most extrodinary eyes she had ever seen.

She kept her composure walking into the room, despite how his enchanting eyes watched her with such intensity, Blake had learned over the years that out of anything you come across with a person, your weakest state was when your hidden emotions were exposed. And she hated being exposed, especially in front of strangers and a father she hardly knew.

"What?" she asked crankily as Embry simply smiled lightly and stood from his seat.

"Blake, this is my friend Jake and his wife and kids, Nessie, Toren, James, and Michael. And this is my other friend Sam and his wife and children, Emily, Henry, Adrian, and Serena." he smiled as everyone gave her a small smile of said hello, but the whole time, Blake's attention was only faintly there as she without thought began to zone out, starring out the window to the trees behind the house. "You get to know them really well over the next few weeks your here." he added as she nodded her head and yawned half heartedly.

"Yeah, sounds like a blast..." she said without much thought, just saying something to pass the time as Blake turned to her dad and sighed. "I'm tired, I'm just going to head up to bed." she said as Embry nodded his head and made his way over to her, waiting for her to make a move as she just stood there for a second.

"Good night Blake." he said with a crooked smile as he walked towards her and bent down to give her a kiss as she moved from the kitchen, missing the look of hurt and disappointment that crossed his face. But Blake ignored the tugging feeling that tore at the pit of her stomach as she approached the stairs... she didn't care what he felt right now. If he had lived without kissing her goodnight for all those years, then he could go for another night without doing so.

Walking up the stairs Blake dragged her duffle bag behind her, seeing as her suitcases had already been brought up.

Five doors lined the hall as Blake looked to each door, one open revealing a large bathroom as she looked to the one farthest away from the others, seeing as a large 'B' had been fastened to the door and it had been closed. With a deep breath, she stepped forwards and turned the nob of the room and stepped inside. With a small grin, she smirked and closed the door behind her.

The room was a dark blue, with a bed, a desk, and a TV on a dresser across the room. It was nothing special, but it was a place to sleep, and a place to escape. It was hers, and while here so far... it was the only place that was remotely close enough to separate her from the strangers that surrounded her.

After taking a shower, Blake turned to her room and closed the door behind her, putting on the pyjamas she had brought with her and climbing on the bed with her cell phone, starring at the screen. With a sigh, she set the phone on her bedside table and laid down on the bed, taking a deep breath and rubbing her eyes.

She lay there for minutes on end, thinking of the eyes that had met her in the kitchen. She had seen those eyes before, and seeing them again had only deepened her questioning. The eyes she had seen, had been those of her father's. And despite how much she didn't want to face the facts, those were the eyes her mother had yearned for all this time, those were the eyes she had drawn in so many pictures before.

Her mother had always been artistic, she loved to draw anything and everything, but ever since Blake was young, her mother had always been famous for drawing the same pair of eyes every time. And when she asked about it, her mother had simply said that they were the eyes of a dreamer. I guess what she thought was a dreamer, was actually her father.

With a deep and long sigh, Blake shifted on her bed and turned to look at the clock. Counting the little sheep that jumped over the fence, she fell asleep soon enough, the previous days worries slowly fading away.

Her eyes were sore and her throat was dry. But waking up the next morning with the worst possible outcome was possibly the hardest way to motivate herself out of bed. It was true, it hadn't been a dream. She was actually staying in La Push, Washington... and no matter how much she wanted to run screaming, she knew for a fact that there was no way she was getting out of there without some well conducted explanation of being on her deathbed. And even then, there was still a slim chance of her getting away.

With a sigh, Blake stretched her tense muscles and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. Praying that the company from the night before had evaporated, and her father had left for work... hopefully avoiding any possible run in with him.

Walking out her bedroom door, she skipped down the stairs and walked into the kitchen, inwardly cursing when her father and her father's friends surrounded her as she walked over to the fridge to grab a glass of whatever he had to drink.

It was odd being surrounded in the morning. She felt isolated, open, and naked in front of these people... like she was having that dream when you didn't have any pants on.

But, nonetheless, when she looked down slightly, alas... she did indeed have a pair of pants on.

"Good morning Blake." Embry smiled as she poured a glass of orange juice and turned to face him, leaning against the counter as she crossed her arms and took a quick drink.

"Embry." she replied curtly as he sighed and drummed his fingers on the table. She recognized some of the people from the night before as she looked around quickly. Jake, and James, Sam, Adrian and Henry. They were all exceptionally handsome, and looked as if they had been stacked up on a years supply of steroids in one night. But she knew better then to stare, so turning back to her father, she sighed and scratched the back of her head with her free hand.

"So do you have any plans for today?" her father asked as she shook her head and looked around the kitchen. There wasn't really much else to do in a place like this. Other then the soccer field on the school yard down the road, she had nowhere else to practice. And most of her summers in the past had been scheduled around her training.

"Nope. Just hanging around I guess." she sighed as Embry nodded his head, looking to Jake as he shrugged his shoulders. As if they were having some silent conversation. "Well there's a barbeque tonight at Jake's, and we've been invited to go. So unless you've got plans for the evening, we'll be eating there tonight." he said as he stood up and brought his plate and cup over to the sink, leaning against the counter as Blake simply nodded her head and cracked her knuckles.

"Yeah, whatever... I'm not going anywhere, so..."

"Well, I have to work today, but the girls are all going over to Jake's to help decorate... it's Toren's birthday today." Embry explained as Blake just nodded her head and yawned slightly. Rubbing her eyes again as her head rolled on her shoulders.

"Well, if you run and get ready, then I'll drop you off on my way to work." he said as he leant back and stretched his arms out profoundly. Smiling as they cracked at the pulling tendons.

"Actually, if you don't mind. I have a package scheduled to come today in about an hour, so if it's alright with you. I'll wait until it get's here then take off." she compromised as he sighed and rubbed his face. Blake knew the only thing he could do was agree, because it wasn't as if she was going to get in the crowded truck and miss the only thing that was going to get her through the next couple of weeks.

After minutes of silence, he sighed and cracked. "Fine then... but Toren has to be here and wait with you." he said as she sighed and inwardly groaned. She was sixteen, she didn't need to be babysat. "Besides, he has the day off work and we want to keep him away from the house." he added as she simply nodded her head and bay lined it for the stairs, eager to get out of another conflict with her father.

Walking into her room, she shut the door behind her and leaned against the wood. She wanted to run and scream at her father. Telling him that she was old enough to look after herself. That after all these years, he would have known how responsible she was if he ever had bothered to come and take an interest in her life. But dragging both her hands through her curly hair, she walked over to her suitcase and pulled out a pair of simple jean shorts, a white tank top and a green sweater. Content with her choice, she sauntered over to her mirror, and sighed as she pulled her hair up into a messy bun, small strands of hair falling down into her face. A breath of makeup still hanging on her eyes from the day before as she starred at herself an smirked. Sometimes, she couldn't see what others saw. To her, she was just a tall, small chested, big foot athlete that spent more time on the soccer field then she did at her own house.

With a sigh, she pulled a pair of ankle socks on and stuck on her runners. Standing just in time as she heard the doorbell downstairs go off. Signalling the arrival of a visitor. With a smile, Blake ran out the door and bounded down the stairs, past her father and his friends as she ripped open the front door... only to be faced with the disappointment of a century. Not only had it not been her package, but it was Toren.

"Hey short stack." he smiled as she sighed and stepped out of the way of the door, holding it open as he walked in. It was the first time she had ever been called short, but she could understand why in a sense. He had to be at least seven feet tall and weigh more then three times her weight.

"Yeah, yeah... happy birthday king Kong." she hissed under her breath as the man simply chuckled deeply and walked into the kitchen, following along behind the others.

Looking back out the door, Blake found herself unnaturally angry about the sudden disappointment. But taking a deep breath, she followed him into the kitchen and leant against the wall as she watched everyone around her. Toren had to be at least in his twenties, and his brother's and friends didn't look much different from him either.

Turning away from the boys in the kitchen, Blake rounded to head back upstairs when a loud obnoxious knock sounded on the front door. In an instant she was pulling open the door as the boys started towards the same place she was headed. Once again, as she ripped open the door, she screamed and yelled out as everyone around her cringed. "BABY!" she yelled out and ran right past the person at the door. Bounding over to her R1000 as everyone filed out of the house behind her. The boys looking on in awe as Blake's dad was the first to speak.

"That's not going to happen!" he said seriously as Blake ran over to her best friend and wrapped her arms around her neck, squeezing the life out of her as her friend laughed.

"Oh my god Gen!" she called out. "I can't believe you actually came!" she said as the girl simply laughed.

"Well I told you I would. And I figured you could use some home away from home. So I brought your bike along for the ride." she smiled as the girls laughed.

"Is no one listening to me?" Embry called out as the girls turned to look at him. "I said there is no way your getting on that bike. And that's final." he said as the girls turned and looked at him disbelieving.

Half an hour later, Blake was ready to get on her bike and ride away, and Embry was cringing to hole time. Sure, he may not like it... but what was he going to do about it? "Alright, well while we're late for work, Toren, Adrian... stay with the girls. And please, for the love of god keep them out of trouble." he said as the girls looked to each other and shrugged their shoulders. They didn't like the idea of being babysat, but as long as they had some manageable company, everything would work out eventually. "And Gen, you're welcome to stay as long as you like." he said as she nodded her head.

Watching them drive away, the boys turned to the two girls and smiled. They didn't know anything about watching two teenage girls. Their only experience had been with the other imprints, siblings, or their girlfriends... it wasn't often they became friends with girls that weren't attached to their tight group in any way. But Blake was Embry's daughter, so they figured it should be the same as watching little cousins.

"I'm Gen." her friend smiled as she stuck her hand out to shake Adrian's... stopping dead when their eyes met. It was as if the rest of the world didn't exist. Perfect, so Gen had a crush on Adrian, and he had a crush on her... perhaps it was going to be harder to convince her to sneak Blake out of here then what she thought.

With a sigh, Toren turned to Adrian and shook his shoulder. "Adrian. You want to come in the house for a minute?" Toren smirked as the boy simply swallowed hard and nodded his head solemnly. Looking pack to Gen as her cheeks blushed and she smiled slightly.

When the boys were far enough away... Blake turned to her friend with an accusing look in her eyes. "What the hell was that?" she demanded as Gen sat down on the dry grass and sighed, shaking her head as she rubbed her eyes and smiled slightly.

"I don't know Blakey, but isn't he just the sexiest thing you've ever seen?" she asked as Blake tried to hold back her gag.

"Gen, get a grip. You don't even know the boy!" she stated. "He could be a drug dealer, or an assassin, or worse... he could be both!" Blake yelled and waved her hand in front of Gen's face.

"Who are you kidding? Adrian wouldn't do something like that..." she said quietly.

"You don't even know the god damn boy!"

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