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CHAPTER 12: DIDN'T FEEL A THING

'And… action!' Damon yelled. I rolled my eyes.

'Am I supposed to give some sort of introduction?' I asked. I was really nervous now.

'If you want to.' Britt said.

'Hey. So Embry here, say hi Embry,' I said. He rolled his eyes at me but waved hi. 'Embry here says he can't feel it when a girl hits him, so I put together this little… experiment, if you will. I'm going to hit I'm from behind with this cricket bat and see if he reacts. Ok. I think that's enough of an intro.'

I stood there for a couple of minutes. What if I really hurt him? I mean, he might look superhuman, but he is just a guy. This bat is really heavy.

'Any time this week would be good, Brianna.' Damon called.

'It has to be a surprise.' I said, stalling for time. 'And could you please not call me that. Only my grandma calls me Brianna. It's Bree.'

I suddenly got the courage and picked up the bat. I swung it as hard as I could at him. It just glanced off his shoulder. The backlash off him was so strong that it almost made me fall.

'What?' Embry said.

'What do you mean "what"?' I asked.

'Why did you tap me? Do you want me to turn around?' he asked, turning.

'I didn't tap you. That was me hitting you.'

'Really? Well you didn't do it very hard. I thought you wanted to tell me something.'

'I swung as hard as I could. You really didn't feel it?'

'Nope. If I had, it would have left a bruise. Want to check?' he said. He did even wait for a reply; he just started taking his shirt off. I stared at his chest. It was well sculpted, defined. He had the perfect chest. He had a six pack and no chest hair. I don't like chest hair. I think it's weird and ruins the effect of a six pack. He didn't give me enough time to study his chest and turned his torso so I could see his back. Seeing all his muscles in motion almost gave me a heart attack.

I studied the part of his shoulder where I hit him. It wasn't even red. He had a nice, all over tan, like he spent a lot of time without a shirt on. I couldn't resist touching him, but I made it seem like I just wanted a closer feel of the part I hit.

'Are you trying again?' he asked.

'No. I'm just touching your shoulder. You really can't feel the difference?' I said astonished. My hand was still on his shoulder.

'Now that you mention it, I can feel your fingers, but the pressure is basically the same.' He said.

'Wow.' I was astonished. I still hadn't moved my fingers but he did seem to mind.

'Can I try?' Britt's voice brought me out of this world I was in. I had totally forgotten that she and Damon were still here.

'Sure.' Embry said. I had felt him jump under my fingers when she spoke, so he must have forgotten as well.

She walked up to us, her hand out for the bat.

'Be careful. Cricket bats are heavier than baseball bats.' I cautioned as I handed it to her.

'Wow, you're right.' She said, getting a better grip on the bat.

I backed away just in time. She swung immediately and abruptly. She must have swung much harder than me because when it bounced off him, it did it so hard the backlash actually made her fall down. Damon was at her side in an instant, but she was ok. At least I think so. She was laughing too hard to tell us.

'Did you hit me?' Embry asked, turning. 'Why are you on the floor?'

'The force from the bat made her fall.' I told him. 'You didn't even feel it touch you?'

'No, but I was distracted.' He said. I wonder what about?

Britt was still on the ground laughing. Every time we tried to help her up, she would shake her head and continue laughing.

'Ow, my stomach. It hurts so much.' She complained, still laughing.

'Then stop laughing. Problem solved.' I said, giggled. Britt's hysterical laughter was kind funny.

'Don't you start as well.' Damon said, looking at me. But his mouth was twitching.

We looked at each other and burst out laughing. We couldn't stop. Britt was practically rolling on he ground; Damon had also collapsed on the ground next to her; and I was doubled over, tears streaming from my eyes. Embry was just standing there looking at us like we were insane. Eventually our stomachs started cramping up. Britt stopped laughing first, because of her stomach. She had to look away and stop her ears, because hearing us laugh was making her laugh. She looked so funny hunched up, that it made me and Damon laugh harder. I had to grab Embry's arm to stop myself from falling. Damon and I didn't stop until my mom came out to see what was going on.

'Are you guys alright?' she asked smiling.

'They seem to be hysterical. I have no idea why.' Embry said. I was really glad he had put his shirt back on.

Damon and I pointed to Brittney, we still couldn't speak. Britt pointed at Embry. My mom looked confused.

'Their laughing at the way Britt was laughing at me. I think.' Embry said, still looking at us like we were insane. My mom looked at me.

'You're crying. You need to stop. I'll go find the Tylenol.' She said turning to back to the house. 'Oh, I made cookies.'

'Cookies!' I yelled and ran towards the house. I heard Embry mutter something as I passed him about me being bipolar as he followed me. 'You guys might want to hurry before they disappear. My mom's cookies are to die for.'

Damon and Britt got of the ground and followed me and Embry. I got into the kitchen and grabbed a cookie of the table.

'Help yourselves.' I told the guys. My mom came in and tossed me the bottle of pills. I studied it for a minute and placed it on the counter.

'I don't need them. It wasn't that kind of crying.' I told my mom, smiling. We're definitely getting that cake.

'You cry a lot?' Embry asked me, in between stuffing his face with my mom's cookies. It was kind of scary how much they ate. Damon just now stuffed three in his mouth, chewed three times, and swallowed, only to stuff three more. I grabbed three off the plate, scared that if I waited, that their wouldn't be any left. I hope my dad got some before we got in.

'Not so much when we moved here. I have over active tear ducts that make me cry for any heightened emotion, good or bad. I got them after… well I have them. The doctors said they would go away eventually, so I'm hoping that it happens soon.'

'Oh. That must get annoying.'

'You have no idea.' I said.

We hung out for a while after that. I got to know Britt a lot more. She was like a mixture of Jess and Amber. She could be really crazy but kind of subdued sometimes. Damon is just crazy. He doesn't think before he speaks, so he got elbowed a lot by Britt and Embry. I had a feeling that they had a secret that he wasn't used to keeping from people. It bugged me for a bit that they didn't trust me, and then I remembered I have secrets I never told anyone, not even my parents. I liked Embry even more. He was funny and sweet and he listened to people. He wasn't one of those guys who are in love with the sound of their own voices. He was attentive and he seemed like he really cared what we were saying. He laughed at all our silly jokes and made a lot of his own. It was a lot of fun and it ended too soon. The guys had to go because they had patrol. I still didn't understand the whole patrol thing. This brought up another thing I didn't know.

'Embry?' I called as he was getting into the car.

'Yeah?' he stopped and turned to face me.

'How old are you?'

'Nineteen.'

'You're lying. You can't be nineteen. You must be 21 or something.'

'No, I just look older than I am. Damon is only 16.'

'Seriously? I thought Damon was 18 or something.' Guys here must mature fast.

'How old are you?' he asked me, curious.

'Seventeen. I turned seventeen about three months before I moved here.'

'Happy belated birthday, then.' He said. He got into the car and Damon drove off. Britt and I went back in the house to talk but soon she left too.

This was the most awesome second day ever.

And this is the longest chapter. I hope the waiting was worth it. I personally am not so in love with the end of this chapter. It fizzles toward the end, after the cookies. Tell us what you think. Xo.