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Meeting
Chapter 2
She was floating. Her eyes were closed tightly, blocking her out from the cruel world. Her arms were out spread wide, her hair fanned around her like a dark halo. She glowed from the sunlight that shone on her. She was calm.
"Hey Girly wolf!"
Leah's eyes snapped open and her lips curled back into a scowl. She knew that voice.
"What, Jacob?" she asked harshly.
"We're heading to Seattle. Just thought you'd like to come." Leah'd like to smack the stupid, knowing grin off of his face.
But instead, she tromped out of the water and joined her Alpha on the rocks of First Beach. She rolled her eyes and started walking toward her house up the unpaved roads.
"I'm going to get Nessie."
More eye rolling.
"I'll be back in an hour to pick you up."
"Oh joy."
Leah walked ahead of him.
"Oh and Beta, DeanieBoy is going to be there."
Leah stopped in her tracks. Her heart sped up and Jacob obviously heard it due to his deep chuckle rumbling through the forest.
She growled and gave him the finger, walking the rest of the way to her house.
She took advantage of the hour given to her and hopped into the shower. The hot water she could not feel, but the smell of her Midnight Pomegranate body wash comforted her. Her eyes closed as the scent washed over her senses.
Since she'd imprinted, the guys had eased up around her. She had spent a visit to Sam and Emily's house and actually had a civil conversation with the two. They were both ecstatic of course that Leah had found someone and hugged her before she left.
The past week had been absolute hell for her, though. All she thought about was the blonde football player and she was dying to see him. After the night of her imprinting, Jacob ran her straight home incase she lost control. She was pissed of course because she wanted to see her imprint, but he still wouldn't let her go back to the bar.
A loud knock on the bathroom door brought her out of her thoughts.
"Hurry up, Lee!" Seth's voice called to her.
Her eyes snapped open. Little twerp.
She sighed and turned off the water, grabbing a white fluffy towel and wrapping it firmly around her lean body. She was finishing brushing her teeth when the doorbell rang.
"Seth! Can you get it?" she yelled.
No answer.
"Seth?!"
No answer again.
She groaned and cursed her brother under her breath. She walked to the front door still in the towel, her hair dripping wet. She swung open the door, revealing Embry, Jacob, and the "Spawn".
"Oh yay. Seth! Your bitches are here!" She rolled her eyes and turned on her heal, walking up the stairs to her room.
"We need to work on those manners, Beta!" Jacob's loud voice filled the house.
Leah snorted. "You're right, Mighty Alpha. When should I start teaching you?" She yelled back.
Walking into her room, she dropped the towel from her body to the floor and threw on a pair of tight dark leans. Looking through her closet, she decided on a dark red short sleeved v-neck with beads along the neckline. Jacob said that the color looked good on her. She combed her fingers through her hair and added some mascara to her lashes. Finishing, she ran down the stairs.
"Okay. Ready."
The four pairs of eyes turned on her. Seth had returned from where ever he was, probably with some bimbo blonde getting some.
Nessie's pale face stuck out from the russet colored skin ones. The girl had really filled out nicely. The shiny bronze hair that straightened out from her curls as she aged, the brown wide eyes, the light freckles, and the cute dimples made her beauty. She had the appearance of a fifteen-year-old, but it had only been a few years since she'd bitten her way out of her mother's stomach.
Leah shivered at the thought as they exited the house and piled into the truck. She didn't really hate Nessie, though her name was something she could despise. Renesmee? Seriously. What was Bella thinking? Leah did, though, hate the leech that once broke her Alpha's heart. She was annoying to say the least. Always so protective of the little hybrid, never letting her do very much, because "She's fragile. She may get hurt. Or worse, raped." She was a fucking half-breed! Half effing vampire! She was strong enough to take any serial killer or rapist out there. If anything, Bella should be worried about her own husband doing the raping. Mind raping. He was always in the kid's head, wanting to know where she was and who she was with. Haven't they learned that teenage girls need privacy?
Leah snapped out of her mental ranting as Nessie told them how her dad had been going through her drawers the other day to see if she was storing condoms or not. Yeahhh. That just screams privacy.
Leah snorted as Nessie explained that she went off at him, telling her father that she didn't go around snooping to make sure him and her mom were having safe sex.
Leah tuned her out then. Jacob's face was red; either from embarrassment of the topic of sex or from trying not to laugh, she didn't know.
Later, Leah was shook awake by her brother, telling her that they were there. It was dark outside, the clock reading 7:45 p.m. She didn't know she had fallen asleep, but could recall a fantastic dream containing Dean and her. In a bed. She hoped she hadn't made any noise while she dreamt. That would have been an awkward conversation if she had.
After fixing her hair in the rearview mirror, she ran inside to the bar. The first thing she saw was Alicia sitting on the bar, Embry facing her and sitting on a bar stool between her legs. Next to them, Nessie sat on Jacob's lap, him whispering something in her ear. Seth sat next to them, his eyes on a table of slutty girls sitting at a table in the corner. There was an empty seat next to him. Leah strode over and sat in the seat.
A hand patted the bar in front of her. She looked up and almost creamed in her panties right there. Dean stood behind the bar, his blonde hair hanging in his face, though his grey eyes were still seen from under it. Leah's eyes traveled down his body. He wore no shirt, showing off his well-defined muscles. Her mouth watered as she saw his black sweat pants that hung dangerously low on his hips, revealing a great pelvic muscle that she'd love to trail her tongue down.
A deep chuckle erupted from his mouth. Her eyes snapped back to his. Brown on grey. She blushed, knowing she had been caught staring.
"Dean Walker." He held out his hand to her, his lips curling into a smirk.
Leah raised her eyebrows, a smirk of her own forming on her full lips. She took his hand, gripping it hard. "Leah Clearwater. Alicia's friend."
He nodded, pulling his hand back.
"Hey Leah! We're heading to Licia's house." Jacob told her.
She nodded, "I'll stay here."
"I'll give her a ride back to the house." Dean told Jake, who gave a thumbs up. The five left.
Leah's eyes snapped back to Deans. "Thanks."
"No problem."
He started to get out bottles of alcohol fixing up a drink.
"You're really hot." He broke the silence.
Leah raised an eyebrow and Dean immediately realized how that had sounded.
"I meant your body temperature."
She laughed lowly, "It runs in the family."
Dean suddenly hopped over the counter. He placed the drink in front of her. His hard bare chest pressed against her back, "But, you're not that bad looking either, Clearwater." He whispered in her ear and pulled back.
Leah shivered as she lost the feeling of him. Though she was at least 109 degrees, the heat coming off of him felt like fire.
The doors to the place banged open and about five of the football players from the other night trailed in. They sat around the bar. Dean was being the counter again, making his drink. The loud voices of the football players filled the room.
One of them who sat next to Leah noticed her. She recognized him a Jake Locker.
"Well, who's this?" he asked, a cocky smirk on his face.
"Leah Clearwater." The reply did not come from her, but from the blonde boy she was absolutely in love with. He wore an expression that clearly told the other dude, "Back off bitch."
Locker's eyebrows rose, "You're with him?" His voice was filled with disbelief.
Her eyes flickered to Dean, who nodded. "Yes." She replied softly.
"What's he payin' you?" Locker asked, stupidly.
Leah death glared at the boy, "Nothing."
She was slightly offended that he thought she was one of "those" girls. A round of "ohs" came from the surrounding boys.
"You guys really need to go." Dean's voice cut through the tension. "I have to lock up early or my mom will have my ass."
Locker rolled his eyes, "Such a momma's boy."
Leah had to contain herself from growling at the quarterback.
"Just go, okay."
"Whatever, Walker." The boys got up and left noisily.
"Sorry about that." Dean sighed after the noise faded away. "Locker's a good guy, Alicia's best friend, but he can be an asshole. Takes advantage of women." Aww he cares!
Leah snorted, "It's fine. I've been dealing with assholes my whole life." True dat. Fo sho.
"I hope I'm not one of them."
"Nahh. You're all right." I'm completely in love with you. I want to take you right now and go past that delicious pelvic muscle to your co—
The door to the bar banged open again. Leah's eyes widened as a group of thug like boys walked in.
She had used to hang out with them after Sam had dumped her. She'd get completely shitfaced with them and then sleep with the leader of their little gang for drugs. After she phased, Sam found out and ordered her to stop.
The leader was a mousy brown haired dude, blue eyes that used to make her fall to her knees and give him what he wanted. His name was Jay.
She covered her face with her hair. Don't notice me. Don't notice me. Don't notice me.
"Clearwater?" Damn.
She lifted her head up and nodded.
A shit-eating smirk played on the slime ball's lips. "Where've ya been? I've needed a good fuck." His gang laughed behind him. They were all obviously high.
"Jay, really I'm done with that shit."
"Because your fag of an ex-boyfriend told you you are?"
She narrowed her eyes and was about to say something, but Dean cut in.
"Hey man. You guys should get out of here." God, I love you.
"Right. Not before this slut gets on her knees and blows m—AG!"
Dean had leapt over the bar and punched the guy in the nose. Leah heard the satisfying crunch, so it was most likely broken.
Dean's arm slid around her waist protectively, "Now leave."
The guys scrambled out.
"Youb rebrebt dibs!" Jay's muffled voice was the last thing Leah heard from them.
She opened her mouth to explain, but Dean beat her to it.
"You can fill me in tomorrow at dinner. I'll pick you up at seven. But now, I have to get you back to the others. Come on, querida." Spanish? Oh yeah, Licia mentioned something about their mom being from Spain. Awww he called me sweetheart.
She sighed and grabbed the drink he had given her a while ago, gulping it down and heading out of the restaurant behind him.
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