Leah rolled her eyes at the two immature boys in front of her. Here they were, had a job, and they couldn't even do it. It was one job!, that they supposedly loved, so why couldn't they do it? It didn't make any sense to Leah. She wasn't here to fraternize anyway. She was here to get her car checked out. Leah thought her silver, Dodge Jeep Wrangler and almost swelled with pride. It had taken her a year of working at her current job, Olive Garden, to fully pay the truck off but now that she had, it was hers to do however she pleased. And Leah loved the truck and had even named it Liberty because that's what it was to Leah. It was her Liberty

It wasn't hard to tell that the boys weren't pleased to see her. They both wore surprised looks on their faces filled with shock and dismay. They didn't want her there, but it wasn't exactly Leah's first time, not being wanted, but did it ever stop her...? Nope. She got done what she needed to get done and went on about her day because no one stopped Leah fucking Clearwater.

"What are you doing here, Leah?" Jake asks, frowning at her, as he held a wrench in his hand, oil and grease already on his clothes, making him dirty. Leah widened her eyes at him. Was he that stupid? Did he really think Leah came down here to have a nice chat and go about her day? Leah didn't even like the two boys in front of her, and she couldn't stand when they were around, so why would she come for no reason?

Leah crossed her arms over her chest. "Is your skull that thick, Black? I mean really, why else would I fucking come here for?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. He hated her presence just as much as she hated his. Did Leah blame him? Hell, no. Leah knew she was a bitch, the Queen Bitch of La Push to be exact, but the thing was, she really didn't give two fucks about what other people thought of her.

Embry sighed, making Leah turn her attention to him. She had forgotten he was there for a second. Embry was usually so quiet. It was crazy, really, how he hung out with all of us, how he looked like all of us, yet he wasn't loud and obnoxious like all of us. Leah didn't hate Embry though she didn't necessarily like him either. He was just one of the people she didn't mind patrolling with. "What's wrong with your car?" he asks Leah, not looking into her eyes or making eye contact as if afraid she would turn into Medusa and turn him into stone.

"If I knew, do you really think I'd be here?" Leah says sarcastically. If she knew, she would have just picked up whatever she needed from the AutoParts store and attempted to do it on her own. Leah wasn't one to ask for help. It was a sign of weakness, and she preffered to just do things by herself. Call her a bitch or whatever, but she didn't care. Leah didn't like to show weakness.

Everything had been fine until this morning when she was about to leave to go to work. She had put her car in the ignition, and her car purred to life until shaking violently and quickly turning back off. She had tried several more times before she heard a loud 'pop', and her eyes had widened, knowing something had to have blown. She'd had to walk down here just to get one of them to check it out, and she didn't like it one bit. But what other choices did she have? She needed that car. She truly did and without it, she wouldn't have her liberty to do as she pleased.

Where is it?" Jake asked, looking around but not seeing her car.

"At home dumbass. It couldn't make it here or else I would have solved the problem myself." Why couldn't it have been any other boys that worked here because the two that did were already starting to annoy her. "Well can you look at it or not?"

Jake exchanged a glance with Embry, as if the two boys were contemplating whether or not to take Leah as a customer. It wasn't as if they had to think hard. Leah had money and was going to pay just like any other customer, and even if she did have a funky attitude most time, a customer was a customer, no matter, shape, size, color, and big mouthed.

"She's all yours Embry." Jake said with a smirk on his face, as he went inside. Leah's eyes trained on Embry.

Embry was one of the younger boys in the pack. Older of only Quil and Seth. He had the same tan skin and black hair as the rest of the pack, but he was slightly less built, a bit more lean than everyone else, in her opinion at least. He bit the inside of his cheek, shifting his weight from foot to foot, as his eyes finally connected with hers and he took a deep breath. "Can I give you a ride?" he asks, almost timidly. Embry never argued with Leah like the other boys did, he was always so nervous around her and timid. She'd always wondered why before just thinking it was his personality or his way of showing her he didn't like her.

"I'd rather walk, thanks," Leah says sarcastically, walking out of the shop. She had walked here, and She didn't mind walking back home. It was already enough where she had to ask these morons for help on her car and now a car ride? She would pass.

Embry looked as if he were about to argue with her, but one glare his direction, and he shrugged, giving it up and walking to his own Chevrolet truck. Leah didn't say anything, as the sun blasted across the sky, making her hotter than usual, but she didn't care. Instead looking both directions before crossing the street at a jog and heading to her house.

Leah's house wasn't far from here. A good five minute jog or a ten minute walk. It was a nice day outside anyway so why not go for a jog though she did that almost every other day because of the patrols she was getting from Sam. Being in a wolf pack though had it's benefit, like keeping a perfect, built body, wasn't the greatest thing in the world either because of it's crazy, four hour patrols. She hated them, not like she had much better to do though.

Lost in her thoughts, Leah didn't notice Embry bypass her in the truck, but she wasn't surprised when she got home, and Embry was already there, his truck on the curb in front of her house. Leah slowed to a walk though she wasn't out of breath, she could run far longer than that, but she didn't need to now. She watched, as Embry got out of the car, empty-handed. What the fuck was he doing? Where was his tools? His wrenches and his hammers or whatever? How was he going to fix her car today without anything?

"Where's your stuff?" she asks, accusingly, as she raised an eyebrow at him and crossed her arms over her chest.

"At the shop," Embry answers, nonchalantly, walking up to my Liberty before looking back at Leah with a grin on his face. "I like to know what I'm working with first." Leah rolls her eyes.

"Can you get it done today?"

""Depending on the condition its in."

Leah nods, wondering why in the hell Embry was grinning at her like that. There was something seriously wrong with him mentally. She didn't say anything else, as she just walked into her house. There was air conditioning in there. Leah quickly walks into the kitchen to make herself a ham sandwich. Or several sandwiches to be exact. She hadn't eaten today, and her werewolf appetite was starting to catch up with her. She started putting mayo on her bread before inserting the ham. Leah made five sandwiches before trotting upstairs to her room.

It was way too hot outside, but that didn't mean she wasn't going back out there. Leah had to keep an eye on Embry to make sure he wasn't goofing off and that he was doing what he needed to do. But she wasn't going back out there in what she had on. It was way too hot for her to wear the pants and hoodie she had been wearing. Leah quickly changed into a white tank top and some jean shorts that came an inch maybe down. Then she put some white Nike shoes on before brushing going to her bathroom to brush her hair back into a bun.

After checking herself, she goes back down the stairs, grab her sandwiches before walking back to the door. She pauses, looking for Seth without thinking about it. Leah cared about her brother strongly, loved him really, and she didn't say that about most people because Leah didn't like most people. But she looked out for Seth, not because she had to, but because she wanted to.

Leah bit her bottom lip, thinking, before realizing Seth had patrol. She walked outside before walking to where Embry was with her Jeep. He was studying it and he turned to look at Leah, as she came down. "What...?" He pauses, his eyes looking Leah up and down.

Leah raises an eyebrow, as she looks at Embry. Was he checking her out? She rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest. What was with guys and ogling her chest? They were such fucking perverts. "My eyes are up here, dick," she says matter of factly, glaring at him.

Embry shakes his head, turning to look at Leah's face, as he turns around. "If you don't want people looking, don't go around flaunting it, okay?" he says softly turning back to the truck and matter at hand.

"It's not my fault, you're a pervert."

"I wasn't even looking, Leah."/

"The hell you weren't."

"Listen, Leah, if I'm going to do this, you have to lighten up and let me do my job," he says. "Or this isn't going to work."

"Leah narrows her eyes at Embry, starting to get frustrated with the younger boy. "You're sure as hell not going to work on my truck while I don't watch. I have to make sure you do everything right."

"And you know what about cars...?"

Leah snorts before settling herself in the grass and biting into one of her sandwiches. This was exactly the reason why she didn't ask for help. She didn't need it nor did she want it. Especially with someone like Embry, who all of a sudden knew everything. Embry lets out a sigh. "What happened this morning?" he asks.

"It wouldn't stay on when I put the key in the ignition."

"Embry nods. "I'll look at the engine."

Leah hands her keys to him, as he pops her hood. Leah watches him, cocking her head to the side, feeling as if she really didn't know the man in front of her. Sure, she'd known him as a pack a member but never truly knew his personality. She knew that as long as he was working on her Liberty, she would be getting to know him a lot more, and she could already feel the dread ahead.