Pandora climbed through her open bedroom window in a hurry, hoping that no one would've noticed that she was gone for as long as she was. Sighing in relief, Pandora slid off her sand filled shoes and pulled off her jacket. Pandora's door creaked open and Ian stood against the doorway with an oil stain on his shirt, eating a bowl of macaroni.

"You smell like teenage boy," said Ian in a quiet voice. Ian took a fork full of macaroni and stuffed his mouth.

Pandora paled and turned to Ian with an innocent smile, "I was around other teenagers, some of which were male."

Ian shook his head, "But you smell strongly like Axe, as if you've been in close contact with a boy."

"Don't tell Aunt Theresa!" Pandora piped up. Afraid that Ian would tell Theresa, and Pandora would receive more verbal punishment, Pandora stuck out her bottom lip pleadingly.

"Who is he?" Ian asked as he watched his niece squirm.

"None of your concern, I doubt I'll ever see him again." Pandora muttered bitterly as she took her shirt off to reveal a gray undershirt. Ian shrugged and turned to leave Pandora behind.

"I won't tell Theresa that you were off gallivanting with some Native boy." Pandora's head shot up at Ian's words.

"How did you-?"

"You are your father's daughter, after all." Ian smirked as Pandora's mouth dropped open. "Go to sleep, Eris." Ian shut the door behind him as he left and Pandora fell on top of her bed.

Pandora reached behind her and grabbed a pillow from the floor. Hugging the pillow to her chest, Pandora couldn't help the smile that formed on her face.

'God, please let me see him again.'

The Next Day.

Pandora tapped her pencil against the hardwood desk in rhythm with the clock. Mrs. Oakley's seventh period History class bored Pandora deeply – the girl having absolutely no interest in the subject.

Not paying attention, Pandora's thoughts ran freely and kept returning to one similar subject: Embry Call. Whether it was his alluring brown eyes, his muscled body, or the fact that he had chosen to speak with her – she thought about it all. What confused her, however, was why he chose to speak to her. Pandora didn't believe she was anything special, so why take interest?

Pandora felt something hit her on the back of the head and turned to see Elaine giving her a knowing look.

"Thinking about Embry?" Elaine whispered while she tilted her lead pencil on the side of the desk.

Pandora nibbled at the inner corner of her cheek and turned back to Elaine, "Why would you ask that?"

Elaine rolled her eyes, "You meet a sexy guy who seems to be interested in you, and you expect me to think that you wouldn't be thinking about him?" Pandora couldn't help the smile that formed on her face.

"Fine, so I was." Pandora whispered back and watched as Mrs. Oakley changed the slide on her PowerPoint. Pandora wrote down the lines from the projector and sat her pencil back down.

"You actually talked to him. You even walked off with him." Pandora could sense that Elaine had wiggled her eyebrows. "What was that about, Andy?"

"I felt comfortable with him," Pandora answered then hurriedly shut her lips when she noticed Mrs. Oakley staring at the two.

"How can the old bat even see us in this light?" Elaine wondered quietly, causing Pandora to shake with silent laughter.

Mrs. Oakley turned back to the slide on the projector and continued to speak loudly about the Prohibition. Elaine tapped Pandora's arm and once more and tilted her head to the side with a small grin.

"Want to go visit Jake?" Elaine asked, making sure to lower her voice enough to where Pandora could still hear here but no one else could.

"Jake?" Pandora's eyebrow rose.

"Jake, as in Jacob. Jacob Black? You know, my cousin." Elaine gave Pandora a look as if she was couldn't understand how Pandora wasn't keeping up.

"Why would we do that?"

"Embry is Jake's best friend," Elaine whispered tauntingly.

"You're not setting me up, Elaine!" Elaine merely winked and sat back in her seat with the eraser of her pencil in her mouth.

Sweeney's Garage

Elaine followed Pandora into Sweeney's Garage, despite Pandora's many protests. Jesse walked out of the garage and waved to the duo before grabbing a tool and entering the garage again. Pandora sat in her wheelie chair and turned on the desktop's tower.

"We're expecting a customer!" Jesse shouted from inside of the garage. "They're picking up spare parts – half price."

"Got it, boss." Pandora spoke back, only raising her voice slightly.

"Let me set you up," Elaine whispered with a grin on her face, leaning forward onto the counter. Pandora rolled her eyes and opened a pack of gum, offering a piece to Elaine. "I don't want any." Elaine shook her head and leaned back against the counter with her elbows bent. "Mrs. Pandora Call, it has a nice ring to it."

"Don't even go there, Elaine." Pandora muttered, knowing very well that her friend could hear her.

"Come on! The two of you would create such adorable little children!" Elaine sounded out as she twisted around to look at Pandora, having her words echo throughout the garage. The bell above the door rang loudly and Pandora froze with her face paler than usual. Elaine turned to see Jacob at the door, Embry not far behind.

"Elaine?"

Elaine turned back to Pandora who had her eyes narrowed, "Yeah?"

"I hate you," Pandora seethed. Pandora stood and took a piece of paper from the desk. Clearing her throat, Pandora avoided Embry's gaze and looked directly to Jacob, "You're here to pick up the parts?"

Jacob nodded and blurted out, "You work here?"

"That I do," Pandora answered with a small smile before she led the two back to the garage. "Where are the boxes, Sweeney?" Pandora asked as she ducked underneath a piece of metal and found the shelves filled with boxes.

"One up, three to the right." Sweeney grunted as he pushed out from underneath of the car.

"Got it," Pandora could just barely lift the box. Due to the weight, Pandora was close to dropping the box. Embry moved forward and took the box from Pandora, giving her a small smile as he did so. "Thanks," Pandora nodded and left the garage with them in tow.

"Alright, how much is it?" Elaine clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth and stood to read the side of the box. "Four-hundred dollars for car parts?" Elaine sounded astounded by the idea and whistled at the cost.

"Half price," Pandora turned back to face Jacob. "It's only two-hundred."

Jacob shrugged and pulled out the worn wallet from his back pocket. "That's not too bad," Jacob stated as he pulled a small wad of cash out of the wallet. Jacob handed Pandora one fifty, five twenties, two tens, and six fives. Pandora could tell that Jacob had been raising this money up for a while from the appearance of the bills.

Elaine walked behind the counter as Pandora counted through the bills; Elaine took the opportunity to print off the receipt and hand it over to Jacob.

"I'm starting to feel like you're stalking me," Pandora stated as she looked up to Embry, having counted up all of the money.

"Would that be such a bad thing?" Elaine mumbled from behind the desk, causing a grin to spread on Embry's face.

"And if I am?" Embry asked, moving his arms to the sides of the box.

"There's a Phillips head screwdriver behind that counter that I've been trained to defend myself with." Pandora countered as she crossed her arms and stared blankly at the boy. "Do you really want to take that chance?"

"I think I do," Embry's lip curled upward before he winked at Pandora and started for the door. Pandora felt a pang in her chest as she watched Embry leave. The pain felt like there was something missing which worried Pandora to no end. What scared Pandora the most was how the missing piece felt whole when Embry was around…

"Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same."

-Emily Brontë