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I'm able to update today, and it's a big butt update! I have to update it today thought because I'm not going to be updating for awhile now-family stuff-so I thought that I might as well get this out here now. XD XD

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ONWARD!

Playlist For Chapter: (It's a big one O.o)

I'm Not Wearing Underwear Today - Avenue Q (Twenty some seconds of my life I'm never going to get back. O.o)
Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom - Vegnaboys
Kung Fu Fighting - Foo Fighters
Fireflies - Owl City
Goodbye Earl - Dixie Chicks (Random, but awesome.)
If I Had One Million Dollars - Barenaked Ladies
Goofy Goober Rock - Sponge Bob Square Pants

We all started looking around, looking for room. Ivy was on top of a sheepish looking Embry, and I was in the lap of the younger one. There wasn't very much room between us, and Paul was taking up the passenger's seat. I blinked a few times, scanning the brown seats for some place for her to sit.

"Uh, Nikki, we don't have any–" Ivy started.

"I'm already soaked! Now please! Move!" Nikki commanded before she started climbing on top of me.

I leaned back, trying not to get Nikki's wet hair in my face. I ended up leaning farther into the younger Native American's body, and I could almost feel him smiling. Nikki climbed over top of me, and in between us, where she slunk herself down. She looked at me, and then Ivy, and then said to the driver, "Drive. Now."

The car slowly lurched forward, and soon, we were speeding along the wet, crazy high way.

I got a brain wave. "Oh shit, Nikki, your stuff!"

Nikki shrugged. "The car's locked, it'll be fine." She seemed careless of it as she grabbed her hair and started to wring it out on her lap.

Ivy and I stared at her like she had grown three heads. "O-o-o-okay," Ivy said alone, her statement more like a sigh.

"I'm Jared," The driver finally said, his voice breaking the following silence that was screaming at us like an enraged baby.

"I'm Paul," Paul said, looking back at us again, smiling.

Embry laughed, his chest rumbling and shaking a disturbed Ivy. "I'm Embry."

"And I'm Seth," The male I was sitting on said.

Ivy jumped into the conversation with more enthuiasim then before. "I'm Ivory, but I go by Ivy." She looked back at Embry, her cheeks slowly turning pink.

"I'm Nikita, but I go by Nikki." Nikki's reply was short and simple.

"My full name is Renita, but I go by Renny," I laughed, smiling.

The air was filled with friendship, even though we were all strangers traveling in the same car.

"Forks! Hell, I never thought I'd be so happy to see it!" Ivy exclaimed as we all piled out of the car.

We were in a concrete parking lot of some place called "Ben's Store". Jared had asked if we could stop there because that was where all the guys were all heading before they came and found us. We had agreed, because Nikki got really hungry and had some craving for bacon.

"Okay. So, Embry, Ivy, you two go grab the drinks and milk and junk. Paul, Nikki, you two go find the veggies and the meat. Renny, Seth, you two go find the eggs. I'll be sitting in the car waiting." Jared grinned before he slid back into the car and put his feet up onto the dash.

"Lazy ass," Paul muttered, shaking his head. Then he said, "C'mon, Nikki, let's go."

Nikki saluated both Ivy and I before she and Paul ran off, bickering over what kind of bacon to get. It was just like it had been in the car; they were like soul mates, meeting for the first time. Three hours stuck in a car with a guy does that to you.

It was the same thing with Ivy and Embry. With a quick wave to me, Embry and Ivy linked arms the like love puppies they were and started for the sliding doors.

"Shall we?" Seth asked in a southern gentalmen voice.

"Sure," I replied, grinning.

NIKKI'S POINT OF VIEW

"Where's the bacon?" I yelped shrilly.

So, I walk through a store with some really hot dude who looks like he's on steroids–and who keeps staring at me, might I add–only to find out there is no bacon?

Paul sighed, putting his hand on my shoulder. "I know. I feel your pain," he said as I stared at the empty white, refridgerated shelving.

I sniffled. "But I have raging cravings to fill. My stomach will shivel up into dust!" It was true; my own mother had told me before hand, that I have the cravings of a pregnant woman.

His eyes locked with mine, and I got lost in the deepness of them. It was like I was swimming in pools of melted dark chocolate. I sighed, and shivered, and then remember that I was in public. I snapped my eyes back to the shelving.

He looked behind me and his eyebrows raised. "Oh, look! That dude has like, two packs!"

"Where?" I cried, whipping around.

I saw the dude that had the bacon; he was carrying it with a carton of milk and a pack of cheese. He looked pissed to begin with, but too bad. He was going to either get even more pissed off, or he was going to be nice.

The wheels in my mind slowly started to turn, and I was having a brain blast. I slowly detached myself from Paul's hand. "Be. Right. Back," I said, smiling at him.

I could feel my confidence and my dentermination building, and I knew I was going to get what I wanted when I wanted it. I slowly made my way toward him, combing my fingers through my bright red hair. I then stopped straight in front of him, causing him to almost trip and fall straight onto the white tiled floor. "Hi. Sorry to bother you," I said in my sweetest voice, "But I was wondering if you could maybe give me a pack of that bacon."

The guy glared at me. "Get out of my way, bitch," he growled.

I looked back at Paul, who was staring at me with confused, deep, souful eyes that seemed to stare through me and into my soul.

"Um, but wait. It's just," I pretended to blink away tears. I had seen this done on a movie once, and I figure that hell, it'll work. "It's just my boyfriend over there has cancer, and he's not going to live for very long. He loves bacon, and I was just trying to get him some." I hiccuped, and turning away, pretending to sniffle. I caught Paul in the corner of my eye. He was grinning like a loon.

"No," the dude said, gritting his teeth. "I don't have any fucking time for this!"

"But, maybe I could just pay you for it–" I started, still trying to be sweet.

But then was when the ass pushed me out of the way. I went flying, crashing into a near by display of canned peas. Cans upon cans of peas fell onto me, and clunked against my head. Once they were done, I was surrounded by green cans, and my head buzzed with anger and pain. I could see Paul's face twist into one of fury, and he began to shake, baring his teeth in a snarl.

My own fury exploded. "Okay, that's it! I asked nicely!" I screamed as I lunged for the bacon.

IVY'S POV

Embry and I were still linking arms as we made our way to the dairy section. Embry was humming a sweet little tune that sounded very exotic. I attempted to sing along, but miserably failed.

I looked up at him. He seemed almost perfect for me. He was sweet, but shy, yet funny and talkative. His skin was like russet silk, and his hair was the softest black ever. He was the Quileute male version of myself, and it was nice. Even just linking arms with him sent shivers down my spine, and blush to my cheeks.

I knew that Nikki and Renny would have probably shot me if they knew what I was thinking, but they weren't in my head.

Was I going crazy? I had only known Embry for a matter of hours, and here I was talking about how good we would be as a couple. Wasn't there a bunch of words for what I was doing? Oh, yeah, the words were Ivory Melanie, you are being a complete idiot who should just go throw herself off a cliff.

But he was just so . . . perfect.

Grandma Rosie would get a load out of this.

"So, you used to live in Seattle?" Embry asked me.

I nodded. "Yeah. My grandma lives here in Forks, and an aunt of mine lives in Tacoma."

Embry's brow furrowed. "Ever been to La Push?"

Again I nodded, keeping my eyes to the white tiled ground. Embry arm was extremely warm, and comforting to me. "Once, when I was a little kid."

Embry and I turned right, and the air was noticably colder then before. I looked up, and in front of us, were the refridge's that the milk was kept in. I scanned the foggy glass and the black frames of it. I then looked at Embry, trying not to get to lost in his hotness. "What kind of milk do you need?"

Embry's eyes squinted. "I don't know."

I giggled softly, and slipped my arm back through his so that I could reach the handle to the fridge.

Suddenly, I heard a shrill cry. My eyes went wide, and I looked to my right. There, was a nice looking stroller that was black in color, and was decorated in cat stickers. There was no one else around, and the cries seemed to be coming from it. My curiosity peaked, and I slowly went around to the front of it.

Inside, crying, was the cutest, fattest, most adorable baby I had ever seen in my life. Her little face was red, and her black hair was curly and put in two little pigtails.

Embry was at my side in seconds. "Aww," he said. "Where's your mama at?"

Waves of impulse took over, and I smiled, and I reached for the baby, hoping that she liked strangers. As soon as my hands touched her, and picked her weight up, she stopped crying and started giggling. She was heavy, but I managed to pull her out of her stroller and balance her on my hip.

"See?" I asked softly. "That wasn't so bad, now was it?"

Embry grinned, and patted her little curls. "You are so cute!" he gushed.

It was true; the kid could probably melt a glacier in three seconds flat.

Embry and I looked into each other's eyes, and I just about melted myself; they were like waves of brown that were going to sweep me away and make everthing alright. They were the color of rich, dark color, like the kind I had once gotten at a very fancy motel in Montana. He kept staring at me, and I could only help but stare back. It was like I was being held prisioner.

"What are you doing with my child?" A voice shrieked so loud I thought I had just died.

Obviously I had not just died, because I heard Embry mumble, "Oh shit."

RENNY'S POV

Seth and I were standing in front of white refridgerated shelving unit, and I was scanning over all of the different choices. Cheese . . . cottage cheese . . . goat cheese . . . marble cheese . . . yogurt . . . I just couldn't find what the heck I was looking for. Seth leaned closer to the shelving, trying to look too, his eyebrows furrowing together in confusion.

"Okay . . . Eggs, eggs, eggs, eggs. Ah, here we are!" I cried as I slowly picked up a yellow carton of eggs. I had missed them, even though they had been right in front of me the whole darn time. The carton was slippery for some reason, and suddenly, the carton slipped out of my hands.

It was like slow motion. The carton slipped, and then tumbled in small circles until it landed on the hard ground on its side. The top of it flipped open, and the cracked and broken eggs–yolk and all–slipped out of the styrafoam box as it landed on it's top. The white's of the eggs started to ripple out like teeny waves and it was then touching Seth's shoes.

"Okay then. There's goes one carton," I mumbled, staring at it like the idiot I was. Not only I had I just embarassed myself in public, I had done it in front of a really hot guy.

Seth laughed easily. "Just grab another one. We'll go and tell them we accidentally made a mess when we get to the cashier."

I nodded quickly, glad he didn't think I was stupid. "Right," I said, mumbling something under my breath about me being stupid.

As I went to go and grab another carton, my foot moved half an inch, and into the egg white's. I could feel my foot siding, and suddenly, my hand was grasping another carton, trying to keep myself upright. That didn't work very well; my hands went flying too, and the carton just went crashing on to the ground behind I could feel was my legs go out from under me, and I was flying backward.

Seth's warm arms caught me under my arm pits, and he helped me up like a little kid. My world was blurry and flying around crazily, and I swear I mumbled a few hundred swears under my breath before the world stopped spinning.

I turned around on my heel, and I was face-to-face with Seth. He was smiling, his teeth extremely white and his grin was infectious; I was suddenly grinning, and I was getting lost in his light brown eyes. His eyes resembled sand, and it was quite interesting; in the strange light of the store, it looked like they had golden flecks in them.

Suddenly, and randomly, I heard someone scream, "Holy fuck!"

Both Seth and I looked to our left, where a dark haired male was screaming over and over and running at top speed, clutching a pack of cheese and two packs of bacon to his chest. His face was pinched in an expression of fear. Behind him, was an extremely pissed off Paul, who was snarling and running after him at top speed.

And behind Paul was Nikki, her red hair dripping with something white. Milk maybe? "You ass! I just asked!"

Seth and I stared at each other for a few seconds before Seth went lunging toward Paul, and I went bolting toward Nikki. We both reached our targets, and my heart lurched as I wrapped my arms around Nikki's waist as she lunged for the bacon dude, who was now gasping for air. Seth had Paul in a head lock, and Paul was snarling even louder now.

"Keep that crazy ass steriod user away from me!" The bacon dude yelled.

"He's my crazy ass steroid user!" Nikki shrieked at the top of her lungs. I was pulling her back as she stomped forward, and all she was doing was dragging me forward. Her hair smelt of milk.

Paul shouted out a few cusses before trying to break out of Seth's head lock.

Then, as if the world hated us even more, Embry and Ivy came around the corner, backing away slowly. Ivy's body was shaking with sobs, and Embry had an arm around her shoulders. There was a lady in front of them, who was holding an extremely adorable baby, and she was yelling and shrieking like crazy. Ivy slowly turned around at our own comotion, and saw what was happening.

Ivy's eyes were red rimmed, and tears were streaming down her face.

Nikki obivously saw this too, because then she started to scream and shriek even louder, and now she was using all her strengh; I was being pulled along like crazy.

"Get out of my store now!" A voice thundered.

Everyone stopped yelling and screaming. Seth let Paul go in silence, and I let go of Nikki. Embry quickly loped to Ivy's side.

"Did you not here me? Get OUT!" The voice screamed again, and it was coming from behind me.

Shock and fear filled my veins. Paul, Seth, Embry, Nikki, Ivy and I ran like bats out of hell, dropping everything we had.

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