I know you all probably hate me for taking a long time to update so…..I'm sorry! Ok, I take back what I said about Nessa going overboard writing long authors notes cause she just took it to a whole new level in this chapter! –Kutsy-

I know Kutsy forgot to say something nice so I will: "Thanx for all your reviews" –Nami-

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CHAPTER 15: THE BIG NIGHT

It was 8.00 Sunday night aka the night of my first date with Embry. My first date in two years. I was so nervous. I loved my outfit. My favorite top with my best jeans. Casual but I still looked nice. I think. It's hard to be self-confident when it's only your second 1st date, ever! Britt was here on my bed looking like it was the most normal thing in the world. I guess to someone who's not me, a date is the most normal thing in the world.

'Will you chill out? You're making me nervous!' Britt said, putting down the magazine she was reading.

'I can't. This is only my 2nd first date!' I said, almost yelling.

'You're not serious! I never would have guessed. Well, you'll do fabulous! It's not like its some guy you don't really know, it's Embry.'

'Well, considering I've only known anyone in this town a week, by all accounts Embry should be "some guy I don't really know" but he isn't. I feel like I've known him my entire life. Is that weird?' I said. I sat down on my bed next to her.

'No! That's how I feel about Damon. It's crazy and wonderful and totally indescribable.'

It was like she was describing my feelings. It was a little unsettling, especially since I barely knew the girl and she was talking about the guy she was going to marry. But I didn't get too worried. There were big differences between her and me. I wasn't in love with Embry. I couldn't be in love with anyone, even perfect Embry. It's too soon. I couldn't handle it if I fell in love again and it happened. I couldn't take it. I barely made it the first time.

'Bree? Bree! Earth to Bree!'

'Huh?' I'd done it again. I'd gone into Breeville in the middle of a conversation!

'You do realize you can't do that on a date, right?' Britt said to me.

'I know that, I'm not stupid!' I retorted.

'I'm just saying.' She replied, raising her hands in an "I surrender" kind of way.

I'm sorry.' I sighed, apologetically. 'I'm nervous. I haven't even liked a guy since my ex, and that didn't end too well.'

'What happened?'

'Nothing. I can't talk about it. It's too soon. I can't… can't talk about it. I just want to concentrate on the fact that I am finally moving on.' In the distance I heard the doorbell ring.

'That's him!' I said to Britt. I ran down the stairs.

'I'll get it! I yelled. My mom looked at my weirdly because she was way closer to the door than I was. I shook my head at her. Her eyes suddenly got wide and she nodded and smiled. I got to the door and took a deep breath before I opened it. He was standing outside with two bouquets of flowers.

'Hi.' I said softly.

'For you.' He handed me one of the bouquets. 'And for your mom.' He said raising the other. 'Can I come in?'

'Sure.' I opened the door wider to let him in.

He passed by me, and went into the kitchen. I just stood in the doorway, smelling my flowers. They were white roses. My favorite flower. I think red roses are overrated. White roses are pure. Clean. They last longer. And their just prettier. Red kind of reminds me of blood. Blood roses.

I eventually went to put them in a vase. I found him and my mom talking and my dad shooting him death glares behind his back. I gave dad a stellar one. I call it G4. You know, glare, level 4.G4. They go up to 12. If I give you a 12, get ready to run.

'We need to go.' I told him.

'Sure. It was nice seeing you again, Mr. and Mrs. Walker.' He shook both their hands and took mine.

I led him to the front door. He opened the door for me like the gentleman he is. As we were walking down toward his car, he stopped and looked down with a slight frown of concentration. Not like he had lost something, more like he was listening to something far away.

'Is something wrong?' I asked him. Whatever he was thinking about, it was puzzling him.

'No, no.' He smiled as he opened his car door for me. He drove for a while before I remembered I wanted to ask him something.

'So, where are we going? I forgot to ask before.'

'You'll see. It's not far.' He had an amused, secretive smile on his face.

I continued to look at him. He was in a black t-shirt and ripped jeans. It seemed to be a uniform of sorts for him. He looked REALLY good in his uniform. The t-shirt was form fitting, so of course I had to struggle to take my eyes off his chest. I remembered the day of the "experiment".

'We're here.' He said snapping me out of my reverie. We were in the middle of nowhere, parked outside the edge of the forest.

'And where is here, exactly. We're not going hiking are we?' I asked as he opened the door. He got a picnic basket out and a huge blanket out of the backseat. So we're having a picnic. In the woods? He shut the door and we started walking into the woods.

'Yes and no. we are going into the woods but it's too dark to hike.'

'Oh.' He was right. You couldn't even see the sun anymore, just the last dregs of orange from the sunset. 'Why are we going into the woods?' I still didn't understand the whole woods thing.

'You'll see.'

We didn't walk too far when I noticed that the tree's started thinning out. I thought we had turned around by accident (my sense of direction is hopeless. God Bless the creators of GPS.) I was about to voice my thoughts when we entered a clearing.

It was gorgeous. There were wildflowers everywhere. I could smell jasmine everywhere. In the exact center of the clearing, there was this huge tree stump. I mean, huge. It could fit two people laying flat on the log no problem. I looked up and the stars. They were so bright out here. I finally got why he brought me here.

'You like it? I thought you would like it here more than the cemetery. You can see the stars clearer here.'

'I love it. Thank you.'

We sat down on the blanket that he spread over the giant tree stump. He started unpacking the picnic basket.

'I didn't know you could cook.' I said, impressed.

'I can't. A friend of mine, Emily helped me. She was one of the girls I was telling you about. She's Sam's girlfriend. Actually she's he's fiancé. Their getting married soon. Like in a couple months.'

'Well she's a fantastic cook. These sandwiches are amazing.' I said, taking another bite of mine. 'How did they meet?'

'She's his ex-girlfriends cousin.'

'Oh. How sad for his ex. To lose a guy you really like to someone you love.'

'It's alright. Leah fell in love with Sam's brother he never knew he had, Liam.'

Wow. 'Are all your friends' love lives so complicated?'

'Only Jacob's and I can't tell you his story. For one thing, it's so long it has a sequel. For another, Jake doesn't like his story being told a lot, so he'll have to tell it. (It's a load of bull, of course. He just can't find a way to tell her without mentioning imprinting. Saying Jake fell in love with a baby is kind of gross, without the whole imprinting thing)

'Are all of you in relationships? I mean Britt and Damon look like there about ready to get married, and your telling me that Sam and Emily are engaged. You all seem so in love! Is it a Quileute thing or is it just the people you surround yourself with?'

'I guess it's the people I hang out with. Sadly it doesn't stop hearts from breaking. Leah was so broken after Sam; I couldn't stand being near her for about 3 years. It's only when she met Liam that she started being an almost normal person.'

'Almost?'

'None of us are completely normal. Even you're not completely normal.' I rolled my eyes at him, and he rolled his right back. 'I guess that's what makes us normal, the fact that we AREN'T normal. I'm not making sense.'

'I understand. We're all the same because we're all unique.' I smiled at him and he smiled back. I love his smile, it goes all the way to his eyes.

We talked about totally random things. We both liked the same kind of music, except he hates the Jonas Brothers, like most guys I know. I really think that guys only say they don't like them not to seem gay. There have been times I played JoBro at the house and my brother said it was kind of cool, but he didn't know it was JoBro.

After we finished eating, we just lay down and gazed at the stars.

'What are you thinking about?' he asked me after a while.

'Nothing really. Greek mythology.'

'Oh. Why?'

'Well, Zeus in particular. You know how he was supposed to be god of the sky and king of the gods as well? It must have sucked for him. He could never enjoy the sky, he had to deal with the other gods issues.'

'Oh.'

'Like dealing with his brothers, Poseidon and Hades, trying to steal the throne. And the war of the Titans. Those kind of things.'

'What are Titans? I didn't do Greek mythology.'

'Titans are the parents of gods. They were like the gods before the gods overthrew them. You know, like Atlas, the Titan who holds up the sky? Kronos is Zeus's, Poseidon's and Hades' and a bunch of other gods' father. He ate all his kids when they were younger, all except Zeus. They were immortal so they just continued to grow normally in his stomach. Zeus tricked him into drinking something that made him throw them up. After that they weren't too fond of dear old dad. He was cut into pieces after the war of the Titans.' (Please keep in mind I learnt all my Greek mythology from Percy Jackson books so bear with me. I love those books! Their a must read.)

'Wow. You're really into this stuff.' He looked dazed.

'History is my favorite subject. I love learning about the past. I especially love learning about myths of ancient civilizations.'

'That's really cool. I never thought history could be interesting. I thought it was just a bunch of people killing themselves for reasons they probably found just, but I just can't see it.'

'Well, their is also that. But why focus on that? I like ancient history. The world was much simpler.' I said.

He didn't reply, just continued to stare up into the sky. After a moment, I turned to face him, and he did the same.

'Why don't you tell me the legends of your tribe? I've never heard them.' I asked curiously.

'That's because it's against tribe rules to tell the stories to the pale faces.' He said shortly. He looked nervous, and he wouldn't look me in the eye.

'Why? I mean it's not like you were reformed cannibals and didn't want anyone to know, or were you?' I said, to make him smile. It worked, but he still couldn't quite look me dead in the eye.

'No. it's just… it'll break treaties we made, and we still keep our promises, even though their severely outdated.'

'But why would the "pale faces" ' I said, putting air quotes around pale faces. 'Want you to keep a secret from them, especially since it's not really important to them. I mean it was important to your ancestors, but to min it would just have been the beliefs of people they didn't really know. Why would they not want to know? I would have been curious if it was me.'

'I don't know. I wasn't there, remember?' he joked, but he still had a weird expression on his face. He went back to his previous position. I narrowed my eyes at him, but let it go. If he didn't, or couldn't tell me, it wasn't that big of a deal.

We spent the rest of the date staring into the great beyond and talking. It was one of the best dates I had ever been on. It might even be the best date. That's not saying much, seeing as I haven't been on many, but whatever. I pouted when he told me he had to take me home.

'Why? We were having so much fun!' I complained, still pouting.

'It's coming to 11.00. You need to get home before your parents start worrying and forbid you from ever going out with me again.'

'Is their going to be an "again"?'

'Definitely. Only next time, I think we'll do something more… conventional than star gazing.' He grinned at me as I helped him fold up the blanket.

He was planning on going out with me again!

'What did you have in mind?' I couldn't believe I was being so nonchalant. Inside I was jumping up and down.

'Dinner and a movie. We'd have to agree on the movie though, beforehand. I can't sit through a chick flick.'

'I like action. So when is this date going to happen?'

'How about Friday?' we had reached the car and were driving away.

'Friday is perfect.' It would have been too far away if I wasn't sure I was going to see him tomorrow.

We drove in silence until we reached my house. He walked me to my doorstep.

Oh no. Time for awkward doorstep moment. I wonder if he'll try to kiss me. I hope so. But at the same time, I don't think I'm ready.

'I had a great time.' I know everyone says that, but it's true! Sue me.

'Me too. Good night.' He leaned closer and I closed my eyes. I panicked internally because it had been a while since I kissed a guy, but it was unnecessary. He kissed me on the cheek and walked away. I was kind of disappointed, but grateful too. I wasn't ready for that.

I entered the house and grabbed my roses to take to my room. Best date ever.

This is the longest chapter I've ever written. Its 2,300 words, roughly. I wrote a lot of author notes in the middle. In case you're wondering, Embry was listening to Britt. She was telling him she needed to talk to him. Since I don't feel like writing it in a chapter, I'll just tell you. Britt tells him the little she knows about Bree's ex. You know, the subject she won't talk about even in her thoughts? You'll find out the whole story soon enough. I have a question for you, though. Should Amber or Jess become objects of Imprintion? If so, to who? Oh yeah, I forgot to explain this. Damon is a werewolf that changed when the Volturi came to exterminate the Cullens. He joined Jacobs pack after a while and imprinted on Britt soon after. Ok. Tata. Xo. Nessa.

PS. This also the longest author note I've ever written. It's almost a chapter itself.