OSHMYGOSH... my friend officially thinks I'm a psycho because I went insane when I got my first review in my email inbox. LOL... so this is chapter two... and I'll try to make it longer because when I was typing it looked so much bigger :P
Guess I will finish it :D
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The room my dad said was mine was so cool, it was carpeted, and roughly medium size, it connected to another bathroom and had a massive window that took up most of the wall that faced the backyard, it was pretty low, about up to a little about my ankle and on the left was a built in closet, the sliding door thing was two mirrors and inside had a rack for clothes and drawers, apart from that, the only furniture in the room was a bed side table on the right side of the bed and the bed itself, then the tall lamp in the corner. The walls were this golden orange, so warm and the bed had matching manchester. I left my suitcase thing against the foot of my bed then I noticed a bunch of blankets under the bed when I had unpacked and put the bags under there, I pulled them out and laid them next to the lamp. Under the mattress, I shoved my savings fund, it was a purple marbig poly pick wallet with money shoved in it, I grabbed the ten dollars from in my bra in there too. I sighed when I saw a plastic bag with curtains in it shoved aside, like they were too much of a hassle to put up, I walked over and studied the metal curtain line above the window, I could get up with a chair and they needed to be drilled in properly.
I walked down stairs and went over to the living room were Paul, Jared, Seth and my dad lay around watching a game.
"Hey, do you have a drill?" I asked dad tapping his head.
"Yeah, on the kitchen table, why?"
"Just want to fix something." I muttered getting the drill.
"If it's the curtains, leave it, I was going to do it after the game." He frowned.
"No, I'll do it."
"How will you reach? You're so short." Paul grinned.
"Paul?"
"Yeah?"
"Go play in traffic."
He laughed. "Don't be mean little sis, I was making a joke."
"Your jokes aren't funny." I went upstairs and fixed the curtains, pleased with my handy work, I lay down on my bed and soon feel asleep.
When I woke up I had taken a shower and stood in front of my mirror in my bra and undies eyeing my bruises, that's the last time I get into a fight with my mum's boyfriend. I had my earphones in my ears and decided that it was safe to go and get a drink in my bra and undies because Paul and dad went out for god knows what. I went into the kitchen and reached to grab a glass from in the cupboard. I heard a shocked gasp and turned around to see a girl standing in the hallway next to the kitchen looking at me.
"Who are you?" I asked her through narrowed eyes.
"Rachel."
"Rachel who?"
"Rachel Black, what are you doing here?" she looked pissed as she studied me. "Who are you doing here?"
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" I asked her angrily.
"Who gave you permission to be here?"
Jesus Christ. I had to ask permission to get a drink? "Paul?" I said, hoping she would shut up and go away. Big mistake, she went red with fury, Paul came into the kitchen with a couple of other guys looking between my half naked self and Rachel.
"You stupid pig!" Rachel yelled at him.
"What's wrong baby? What did I do?" he looked so hurt.
Oh crap. Rachel was his girlfriend. "Whoa, whoa, hold up, Rachel is it? I'm not with Paul, he's my brother, that's really gross, I wouldn't touch him with a ten foot pole," I glanced over at him and made gagging noises. "Make that a sixty foot pole." I slammed the cupboard door shut and felt Paul's eyes burning the back of my head, I turned around and saw he looking at me confused.
"Why are you in your underwear?"
My face probably went bright red. I waved the cup. "Getting drink." I muttered and turned to the tap and filled it up half way before walking around Rachel and Paul. I was at the foot of the stairs when Rachel found her voice.
"Oh, crap, sorry! You're Syeira." She called out, I turned and nodded and turned back, I had gained one step in distance before Paul spoke again.
"Wait, Syeira."
I turned around and groaned. "God! Can I go? Freezing my ass off here."
He grinned. "It'll only take a sec, I want to introduce you to the others."
"Can't it wait until I'm dressed?"
"Nope."
"Sick bastard." I muttered and walked over to the others. "Hi, I'm Syeira, I'm going to go get changed before someone else accuses me of sleeping with my pig brother." I muttered and went up the stairs before anyone else could stop me.
I threw on skinny jeans, a tight black singlet and black and green air forcesbefore going back down stairs, I put the glass in the sink and went to go outside, Paul grabbed my arm and dragged me to come sit next to him and Rachel with his friends.
"This is Rachel, Kim, Quil, Claire, Jacob and you remember Jared?"
"Hey." I said nodding at them and left the house without another backwards glance. I was going to do something today; I would shoot myself if I went to go to school tomorrow without going to the beach.
I was lucky how Paul lived pretty close to the beach, so I found my way in no time, it was pretty cold, enough that the beach was deserted. It wasn't long before I got hungry, so I got up and walked around La Push looking for a shop so I could get something small. I finally found a shop and scanned the shelves, I settled for a pack of chips and walked up to the counter to pay for them.
"Syeira Jacobs?" the lady at the counter said in shock, with a smile on her face.
"Uh, hi?"
"Joanne Call."
"Oh." I smiled at her, she used to be good friends with my mum.
"Look at you, all grown up," she smiled. "Embry!"
"What?" A bored voice called out from the back room.
"I want you to meet someone!" she turned to face me again. "Embry is my son, you wouldn't remember him, you only saw him once and it was a long time ago."
A pretty muscular boy with amazing copper skin came out, when his eyes met mine, I had this strangest urge to touch his face, his eyes were a melting brown and made me feel so insignificant. He had a best smile that had me grinning back, I didn't know why I was so naturally drawn to him, but it scared me, so I looked at his mum instead of him.
"Embry, this is Syeira, she's Lucinda's kid."
"Hi." He said to me leaning against the counter next to his mum, I looked at him again and flashed him a small sexy grin, I was very aware of his muscles as they were well defined by his tight black shirt as he held his hand out for me to shake, I took it.
"Hey." When my skin touch his, it was like touching an open flame, I would know how that felt because when I was three I sat on the stove template when it was on and burning. But not only was there a physical flame, meaning his skin, but also a mental one, like sparks flew or magnets joining together, despite his huge size, my hand fit perfectly into his.
"So, what brings you to the reservation?" Joanne asked me.
"Um," I reluctantly drew my attention back at her. Jesus Christ, Syeira, get a hold of yourself, he is not yours and won't be, don't plant any roots here, you probably won't be around long enough to remember his name. "Moved in with my dad."
"Ah, well you're going to love it here." She smiled. I nodded and gave her the money, got my change and chip and practically ran out the store. What had I just got myself into? I was still thinking over everything that happened in the store when I went inside the house, just Paul, Jared, Jacob and Quil were there. I slammed the door and took in a deep breath.
"Jeez. What happened to you?" Paul asked worried, he seemed to be in a completely different mood to before, like nothing happened.
"Nothing." I muttered, I threw the chips at him. "Merry Christmas." I said and walked towards the kitchen, I scanned the fridge and nearly all the cupboards, praying that my dad had some sort of alcohol in this house. I froze with my hands shaking in the air in front of me. I was actually looking for alcohol because of one boy. God, I'm pathetic.
"And a Happy New Year," Paul said confused as he came in the kitchen and sat at the table, the others followed, also confused, but curious. "What happened Syeira?"
"Nothing." I breathed, still shaking in the hands, I leaned against the counter and closed my eyes counting to ten.
"What are you looking for?"
"Nothing." I answered again.
"Is that all you can say?"
"Nothing that concerns you, how's that?" I snapped at him before going up the stairs, I was just within hearing range to hear their reaction.
"What was that all about?" Jacob asked.
"I don't know." Paul muttered.
I closed my door and lay down on my bed staring at my ceiling. I didn't know what this was, he was just a person for crying out loud. A person who had perfect copper skin, a bright smile impossible to ignore, gorgeous eyes... I sat up and looked at myself in the mirror. I saw something that I hadn't seen in a long time. A girl sitting on her bed with long dark brown hair, copper skin, dark brown eyes, but a smiling face, not a small smile I get when I piss people off, but an actual smile. I saw the fear in my eyes and the water the rimmed them. I saw the tear go down my cheek before I felt it. I was actually crying? I was actually smiling? Yes. With one look at something I want but can't have, I had changed completely. The reflection in the mirror wasn't the girl I identified myself with, she was someone different. A stranger. Someone who managed to be weak and strong at the same time. Someone with a look just screaming don't bother me. Someone who actually felt the pain in her chest again. I didn't recognize myself and that scared me even more than noticing the changes. I hid my face in my pillows and cried myself to sleep for the first time in a long time.
I try to make it longer and I bet it's still short :P ANYWAYYS...
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