CHAPTER 7: MEETING HIM
My first day wasn't that bad. I had 3 classes with Brittney. History, Physics and English. I sat with her and a bunch of her friends at lunch. The teachers were friendly and so where the students. It wasn't as bad as my first day at my old school where I had a headache and apparently snared at everyone all day.
My last lesson of the day was English. We were going to do Macbeth. As much as I love books, I think Shakespeare did the world a huge disservice when he wrote Macbeth. I hate Macbeth. I adore Romeo and Juliet, but Macbeth? Macbeth sucks. On ice.
'I hate Macbeth.' I said to Britt as we were walking out.
'Me too. Let's not dwell on bad things. How was your first day?'
'Not too bad. Better than my last first day.' We were walking towards the parking lot when I saw this totally HOT guy leaning on a car. I thought that Damon was hot but this guy made Damon look like a kid! He was maybe 20 or 21. He had a black t-shirt on that strained to cover up his broad chest. His muscles were pronounced, but not in a scary steroid way. He wasn't looking this way so I got look at his profile. He had a good nose, a strong chin and nice ears. You wouldn't think that ears would be important, but after seeing a really cute guy's face being ruined by sticky out-y ears, you tend to notice them more.
Brittney turned to notice what had captured my attention so fully and saw him.
'Embry!'
He turned, saw us and smiled. Well actually he turned, saw her and smiled. I don't think he noticed me besides the person standing next to Brittney. Why does she know all the hot guys in this town? How do I get to know all the hot guys in this town?
We walked up to him and he shrugged of the car he was leaning on.
'Hey Britt.' He said giving her a hug. 'Damon sent me to pick you up. He's on patrol, but should be getting off by the time we get to the house.'
Patrol? Are they police officers or something? But Damon is too young to join the force. Unless they have like a junior program. Maybe that's why there is so little crime in this town. The must have a lot of police officers. But why would they meet at a house? I don't understand this town.
'Ok.' She said to him. She turned to me. 'You don't mind if I ditch you?'
'Not at all. Tell Damon I said hi.'
Embry turned to look at me for the first time. And then he couldn't seem to look away. He had the most intense brown eyes, ever. And they were staring into mine. He looked like a blind man who had finally seen the sun. I was getting uncomfortable with his intense gaze but I couldn't for the life of me look away. It was like I was trapped. Like I was drowning in his eyes, but I liked it and I didn't want it to end.
Eventually Brittney broke the spell by clearing her throat loudly. I turned my head to the side, blushing with embarrassment. Brittney looked from him to me and back again, smiling. She did it so many times I was afraid she was going to get whiplash.
'Stop doing that, you'll get whiplash.' He said, like he was reading my mind. He caught my eyes again and it seemed like we were going back for round two of the staring competition when Britt grabbed his \arm and said
'We have to go; Damon will be waiting for us.' She said, tugging at his arm.
I was both relieved and disappointed. A part of me said let him wait and a part of me wanted to go home, lie on my bed, and try to process the entire thing.
'Let him wait. He needs to learn the art of patience.' He said; I was beginning to think he really could read my mind.
'I have to go. I need to help my mom unpack. We still have a lot of boxes left.'
He looked disappointed for a second then brightened.
'Do you need a ride?' he said.
'I have my car.'
He looked so crushed that I considered leaving my car at school, just so I could accept his offer but thankfully, reason stuck before I could voice my thoughts.
'Well, I'll see you tomorrow morning, Bree.' Britt said, climbing into the passenger side of the car.
'See you tomorrow. Nice meeting you Embry.' I said, smiling towards him.
'Nice meeting you too.' His answering smile was blinding. 'I'm sorry; I didn't catch your name.'
'Brianna. Brianna Walker.'
'Embry. Embry Call.'
He looked at me, I looked at him. We were doing it again.
'Ok! Now you know each other! Can we please go know?'
Embry didn't reply, he just walked towards the driver's seat. He didn't break eye contact until he had to though.
I was walking away when suddenly he stopped me.
'Wait. I recognize you. You were the girl in the cemetery last night.'
'You were in the cemetery? Why?' Britt asked, raising her eyebrow.
'I'm not a devil worshiper or anything.' I said, blushing. Who knew my dad was right; I never thought this day would come. 'I just like star gazing. And the cemetery is the best place to do that. There no unnatural lights interfering.'
'Oh. That makes sense.' Britt said.
'And I didn't think you were a devil worshiper when I saw you. I thought you were homeless or something. You know, because your blanket. Then you got in your car. Then I was just confused on why you would hang out in a graveyard.'
'Ok. Well I'm not homeless.' That was smart. Of course I'm not homeless, he already knew that. Get a grip, Bree!
'And we need to go! Bye Bree! Again." Britt said, impatiently.
'Bye Britt, again. Bye Embry.' I said softly.
'Bye.' He said just as softly. He seemed just as unhappy to leave as I was unhappy for him to go.
I watched them drive away and waved to Brittney. I sighed and walked toward my own car. I couldn't think about anything other than Embry and his eyes the entire drive.
When I got in the house I walked around in a daze. I did my chores and then went into the kitchen for a snack. I was humming one of my favorite songs
Now I'm speechless
Over the edge I'm just breathless
I never thought that I catch this
Lovebug again
Now I'm hopeless
Head over heels
In the moment
I never thought that
I'd get hit by this
Lovebug again.
That song just describes my feelings exactly. Especially the part about "I can't get your smile out of my mind (I can't get you out of my mind) I think about your eyes all the time."
I smiled as I opened a box of Oreo's and grabbed three. I poured myself cereal and crushed the Oreo's into it. I loved doing this. It gives a sugar rush like you wouldn't believe.
My mom came in as I was making the concoction. She leant against the counter and watched me.
'I take it school went well today.' She finally said.
'Um hm.' I said, my mouth was full so I couldn't exactly form full sentences. 'It went great, thanks for asking.'
'Anything interesting happen?' she asked, she had a weird smile on her face.
'Not especially.' If you think about it, nothing has. I just met a guy I said two sentences to and he stared at me, because he was trying to place where he had seen me.
That thought made me feel sad. I was so excited that I had met a guy I thought I liked and maybe liked me back. When really, I had met a guy I liked and thought he liked me when possibly he could just think of me as a freak who hangs in cemetery's for fun. But he really seemed like he liked me. I guess I'll never know.
'Oh. Now I've ruined your good mood.' My mom said, frowning slightly.
'No. just jumped off my cloud into reality.'
'Why were you in the clouds?' my dad said, just walking in the room.
'No reason.' I said, quickly. 'How was your first day of work?'
'It was good. How was your first day of school?'
'Good.' I had finished my cereal and was washing the bowl. 'I'm going upstairs.'
I went and lay down on my bed, turned on my iPod and contemplated the mystery that is Embry Call, my feelings toward him, and his feelings toward me.