Author's Note: I wonder if anyone reads my little notes? I guess it really doesn't matter. Anyway, I really have no idea where I'm going with this story, but it's a great vent for my anger. I would like to thank IamKate for her questions also. Right, enjoy!
Imprinting Is Like Getting Punched In The Face
I was confused. I really had no idea what I was supposed to wear to go to the movies with Chloe. I asked my mom and she said a button up shirt, but I think that's a little dressy for going to the movies with a friend (Even if I wish other wise). Dad was working again and I wasn't asking for his advice right now so I called up Danny.
I bet you're thinking, "Wait, we don't like Danny, remember?", and you're right, we still don't like Danny, but from what I can tell he knows more about girls than I do so now he's going through my draws, looking for a shirt that didn't have the sleeves cut out.
"Here, put this on and for goodness sakes, comb your hair!" Danny exclaimed, throwing me a black t-shirt and faded jeans. I held up the black shirt and gave him a questioning look. He sighed like I was stupid (Well, I was, but only girl stupid).
"That shirt will show that you have major muscles and give you a dangerous look. Girls love that kind of stuff," Danny explained to me while looking through my shoes. He grabbed my black hiking boots and put them on my bed.
"Jeez, how do you know so much about girls?" I asked, changing my shirts. I glanced down and noticed that he was right about the shirt. I combed my hair too since I was listening to him for once.
"I've got three older sisters and it pays off listening in on their phone calls. My mom also has all these girly magazines. If guys actually took the time to take advantage of the information they have then they'd be pretty well off too," he said. Danny took his dog tag necklace off and handed it to me. "For luck, young grasshopper".
I snorted, but put it on. "Good, good, no one would guess you're a dork unless they knew you," Danny stated. I growled, but left him alone. I shoved my now huge feet into the boots and stood in front of my mirror that I think I've only looked in once before.
My black hair was started to grow out so it almost fell into my eyes and I had high cheekbones with a strong jaw. I was tall like everyone else in the pack, but I didn't have as big of muscles, but still had plenty if it came to a fight.(Author: Okay, so if no one understood that, it pretty much means that he's just leaner than the other guys.)
"Right, now get your butt to Chloe's. I want details when you get back and Danny pushed me out of my room and out of the house. I got into my truck, backed out of the driveway, and headed down the road to Chloe's house.
Annie had a huge pile of dolls on the porch when I pulled up, but when she see me, she went running into the house. Chloe quickly came out and almost made me want to hop out of the truck to bow down to her. She was wearing a white skirt, flip-flops, and a baby blue shirt with a white tank top under it. Her long hair was up in a high ponytail and was curled at the ends. She was just asking for that outfit to be ruined.
Chloe gracefully jumped into my truck, smiled at me and turned on the radio to her normal station. We talked some about the essay that was due Monday and about a fight that happened Thursday. In no time, at all we were in Port Angels, eating at McDonalds, talking about what movie we were going to watch.
Once we were in the movie theatre and the lights went out, I noticed just how close we were sitting, how good she smelled, and how beautiful she was. I had to take deep breaths before I didn't something stupid. I mean it's not like she likes me. If she doesn't like me then why is she getting so close and leaning her head on my shoulder?
I gulped and timidly placed my arm around her shoulders. Chloe glanced up at me, smiled, and went back to watching the movie. I didn't watch the movie at all. I was too busy noticing how smooth her skin was and how soft her hair was when I leaned my head on her's. My arms had goose bumps when we exited the theatre.
In the car, it was quiet on the way back to La Push. Neither of us wanted to talk about the whole touching thing, but it had to be done or I'd do something stupid. "Why did you do that?" I asked. It was original, yes, I know, and if you steal it, my lawyers will be in touch. Pssh, I don't have lawyers.
"Because I've liked you for over a year," Chloe stated, simply as day. Jeez, I thought this was going to be difficult for her to talk about.
"Really? But why now?" I asked, trying to focus on the road and not look over at her. Chloe shifted so she was facing me.
"Well, I thought you were interested in me. Since we've been back in school, you keep staring at me and then yesterday at the volleyball game, what Annie told me, I just thought….But if you're not then we can just stay friends," she exclaimed, actually sounding worried now that I didn't like her.
"No! I mean, I want to be more than friends," I said, glancing over at her. She was grinning then started to giggle. I really didn't see what was funny, but whatever made her happy, I guess. We sat in a comfortable silence until we pulled up to her house. None of the lights were on.
"Do you want to come over around lunch tomorrow?" I asked, turning to her now that I didn't have to pay attention to the road. She nodded and scooted closer to me. I tensed up, waiting for the unknown, until her lips actually touched mine. My muscles relaxed at her touch.
I cupped her cheek and barely put more pressure against her lips. Chloe smiled into the kiss and pulled back slowly. She sighed happily and scooted back over to her side of the truck cab.
"Night, Ian," she whispered and got out of the truck. I watched her walk to her front door, unlock it with her keys, turn and wave at me and went inside. It felt like I was floating on a cloud on the drive back home. I kept replaying the feel of her silky smooth lips on mine. I didn't even notice the goofy smile on my face.
Danny was waiting for me in the living room. My parents had already went up to bed so I didn't have to deal with mom going on and on about my kiss.
"So, I take it, it went well," Danny stated, noticing my grin right off the bat. I shrugged and sat on the couch next to him. I wanted to remember this night forever even if it included Danny.
"Yeah, it was okay. Looks like you get the job of being my new best friend because Chloe is my girlfriend now," I said, leaning back and stretching my arms above me. He didn't reply for a moment.
"Fine, but I get weekends off," he mumbled. I laughed and fiddled with the dog tags. "You can keep those by the way 'cause you're going to need all the luck you can get from here on out".
We left for patrol after I changed into some sweat pants and headed out into the forest. Embry Call was just getting off of his shift with one of the new wolves. I felt sorry for him, that kid is annoying.
Sadly, once we changed, Danny got to see everything that was running through my mind, which made him shudder and gag. Not my problem though because he's one of the reasons why I have a girlfriend. He should have thought about this before helping me.
After our shift, Danny happily ran home where he would be free of my thoughts. I, on the other hand, jogged home so mom would have breakfast waiting for me when I go there. The smell of eggs, pancakes, bacon, and fresh squeezed orange juice came out to meet me in the backyard before I had even changed back to two legs.
I sprinted into the house, hoping I had beat dad to the table. Well, I beat my dad to the table, but Uncle Jake was sitting there eating my food. You people thought he was in Alaska, right? I did too. He just grinned at me and waved a hand that had a piece of bacon in it. The mooch, he had a wife to cook for him and if Nessie wasn't around, then Bella and Edward sure could cook for him!
"What are you doing here?" I asked, getting myself a huge plate of food too. Mom turned around from the stove and whacked me with a spoon.
"That is no way to talk to your uncle when he comes to visit!" mom snapped and hit me again. I should have dodged her blows, but I couldn't make myself. This woman gave birth to me and feed me a mountain of food every day. She had the right. Or that's what dad would say anyway.
"Thought I'd see my sister, make sure Paul was still alive, you know, the normal stuff," Uncle Jake exclaimed, leaning back in the chair he was sitting in. Oh my god, he was visiting. He couldn't visit today! Chloe was coming at noon and my uncle, who looks my age, shouldn't be here!
"Well, you can see they are fine so you can leave. Not that I'm rushing you or anything," I said, hoping he would get the hint to leave the building like now. I couldn't hang out with him if I had to clean my room and find something to eat for Chloe.
"Really? I thought you had a date at noon with your girlfriend," Uncle Jake said, smirking. I halted in my frantic thoughts and just stared at him. "Embry told me". Embry Call (A.k.a Uncle Jake's best friend) had been in my head for just a few seconds this morning and he had blabbed it.
"Date? With who? You don't mean Chloe, do you?" my mom said, staring at the two of us. I glared at my uncle and crossed my arms. My parents weren't supposed to find out about anything until Chloe and I had talked about all this.
"Yes, I have a date with her at noon, kind of. We're eating lunch here," I explained to my almost frantic mother. She squealed and ran upstairs, no doubt telling dad about it. Are there any secrets in this family?
"Well, my job is done. I think I'm going home. Good luck and Uncle Jake got up and headed for the door. I growled and threw a pancake at him. It went whizzing by his ear and hit a lamp. The lamp, luckily, didn't break, but did land on his foot. To bad, it didn't hurt him. My uncle just laughed and walked out the door.
I moodily shoved eggs into my mouth, trying to block out mom's chatter from upstairs. Well, at least Jake was gone so now all I had to do was keep mom and dad away from us while we ate, watched TV, maybe even talk about going out on another date, who knows 'cause I don't.
Once I was done eating, I ran upstairs and shoved all my clothes that were in the floor outside in the hallway to take care of later. I scrambled around trying to hide my boxers and picking up my dirt dishes off of the bedside table. Mom stood in the doorway every few minutes with a satisfied smile on her face. Seventeen years of trying to get me to clean my room and all it took was a girl to get me to do it. She must be enjoying this victory.
My room was somewhat clean by ten so I decided take a nap before lunch time. "Oh, good, you're done, now get your homework done," my evil mother said when she walked by my open door. I groaned, but got up from my comfortable bed.
I could hear dad watching the football game on the TV downstairs and mom vacuuming in the next room. It was all made louder from my sensitive hearing. Somehow, before Chloe arrived, I convinced dad to go to Jared's for the football game and mom to go shopping for at least thirty minutes. I calmed myself as best as I could and got ready for her to arrive.
Author's Note: Okay, F.Y.I, Paul and Jared are still best friends, kind of, like Charlie and Billy are. Danny and Ian are slowly becoming best friends, but their clashing slows them down. Ian doesn't really want to admit that he actually has friends besides Chloe at the moment. Next chapter is their date. ^_^ See you later.