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"We should create a club," Leah commented as she lied out the scrabble board on my mattress. Our hair was still wet from the showers we had to get all the grime and food from our hair and clothes. I made sure I was the first one in the shower, I could just tell that Leah would take forever with her's.
"Our motto can be 'When In Doubt, Be A Conceited Bitch'." I picked up some letters from the bag and began sorting through them.
"Are you calling me a bitch?" Leah narrowed her eyes playfully at me.
"I would never!" I mocked, placing my hand delicately over my chest as Leah rolled her eyes. The thing was, I could imagine myself being friends with Leah more than I could Kim. Leah wouldn't get offended with the things I say sometimes, in fact she'd probably come up with something even more offensive. But, I think everyone needs a Kim in their lives.
"Good, because- Hey! Canadia isn't a word!" Leah exclaimed, pointing at my awesome word on the scrabble board.
"Um, yeah, it's a country." I said pompously, folding my arms across my chest.
"Pfft, no it's not!"
"Yes it is!"
"Nah," Leah smirked at me. "I think the country you're thinking of is Canada. Now be a good girl and lose the 'i', you'll only lose a couple of points."
"I am sure it's a country! They speak Canadian there!" I protested, stopping Leah's hands from wiping my brilliant word off the board.
"Just stop talking," Leah groaned dramatically. "How on earth did you pass Geography?"
"I never even took the class."
"No kidding," Leah snorted, grinning at me. "Besides, you can't do names or places in scrabble anyways. Looks like you're going to have to think up an entirely different word." I stuck my tongue out defiantly and swiped my pieces off the board.
We played silently for a couple of minutes, before I plucked up the courage to say something about Leah's 'predicament'.
"Er, so... Kim told me about the whole... Emily and Sam thing." I started uncertainly and Leah grimaced. Okay, so maybe this isn't the best topic to bring up when we are enjoying ourselves at a juvenile level.
"Yeah?" Leah sneered at me. "I don't want anyone's pity, especially yours. You, Kim, Emily and Claire all get your happy endings, so don't give me the whole 'your-pain-is-my-pain' crap."
"I wasn't going to," I said softly at her, trying to catch her eye. How on earth is my life filled with fairies and butterflies? "I was going to ask if you had a bridesmaids dress yet, since the wedding is in a few months."
"Riiiiight, and no, I don't have a dress yet." Leah lied down sideways on the mattress, supporting her head with her arm. "I just hate being here, watching them stick their tongues down each other's throats, I hate having to be around at all. But I guess I have to just deal with it."
"You have a right to be bitter," I said sternly.
"No, I shouldn't be." Leah sighed, closing her eyes. "They are getting married, and there is nothing I can do about it. Sam was obviously not meant for me."
"...I don't know what's weirder; your cousin marrying your fiancé, or you being okay with it." I stared at her incredulously. "I had no idea you were so... mature."
"I'm an adult," She glared at me.
"So am I."
"No, you're not." She smirked at me, moving into an upright position. "You're only seventeen."
I scowled at her. "Yeah well-"
"LEAH!" Seth burst into the room, his eyes wide with excitement.
"It's polite to knock," I said to him, but he didn't appear to be listening.
"We got one, far on the west perimeter," Seth made wild hand movements, Leah rose from the bed. "It's heading towards town again; Colin thinks it's the same one as before."
"Colin?"
"He was on patrol," Seth nodded and Leah jumped up. "We're gonna need all of us for this one."
They both marched out of the room and left me staring at their retreating figures, dumbfounded. But we were in the middle of a game!
I followed them down the stairs where the rest of them were rushing around and... Taking off their shirts? Alrighty then.
"Can I join the gang meeting?!" I piped up as I entered the lounge room, but once again I was ignored. Paul came over to me and placed his hands on my shoulders, lowering his face down to my level and looked me directly in the eyes.
...The fuck?
"Stay here." He ordered before letting go and running outside with the rest of the guys plus Leah, straight into the forest. I stared after them with my best what-the-hell-just-happened face.
"What the fu-uudge muffin just happened?" I corrected as Emily glared at me for the almost use of inappropriate language.
"...Nothing you need to worry about." Emily shifted her eyes away from me. "Would you like a drink?"
"Erm, no thanks." I said meekly. "I need to go to the bathroom." I made my quick escape out of the room, but I wasn't looking for the bathroom. I was looking for the back door, time to find out what's really going on around here. I found the glass sliding door almost immediately. I opened it quietly and snuck out into the forest at the back, good thing it was a full moon, otherwise I would probably trip over and split open my head.
I trudged through the forest as quietly as I could; trying to hear voices or any sort of sounds that gave away where they were. But the only thing I could hear were owls and small animals brushing past bushes and climbing up trees.
I was starting to get nervous, I could no longer see the lights of Emily's house, and I had a strange feeling that I was going around in circles. I slapped my hand to my forehead and groaned. You stereotypical woman, you, no sense of bloody direction. I was just about give up, when I spotted a person leaning against a tree fifty meters away from me.
"Hey!" I called out, breathing a sigh of relief under my breath. Maybe this guy knows where the town is, at least. I ran over to him, not thinking twice. "You wouldn't know where the town of La Push is, would you?! I'm a bit lost!"
I finally made it over to him, and was immediately taken aback by his bright red scarf and red contacts. A red scarf, okay that's fine. Red contacts, also fine, but both of them together? Wow.
"No I don't, unfortunately." He grinned down at me; his teeth seemed to shine in the moonlight. "I have been watching you."
"Er, that's nice..." I said hesitantly, trying not to blush. This guy was rather good looking, even though he was kind of creepy.
"I haven't smelled anything quite like you before," He took a few steps closer towards me.
"I wasn't aware my deodorant had that kind of effect on people." I hunched over a bit to disguise my panic. How did I manage to come across a guy who has a perfume/deodorant fetish? My luck is seriously on a downward spiral. "Nice contacts, by the way. Where did you get them?"
"I can't wait to see what you taste like," He licked his lips and lowered into an aggressive looking crouch. My eyes widened in horror, did he just say what I think he just said?
"Look mate, you've got problems." I backed away as he smiled maliciously and stalked towards me. "You should go to the hospital, or something, maybe stop taking crack."
The man suddenly froze and sniffed the air. "Damn animals," he muttered before turning back to me. "It literally pains me to leave, but I have to go. I'll be back for you." He whispered, before disappearing, I must have blinked at the wrong time. As soon as I was sure he was gone, my knees gave way and I sank to the ground and my body shook with fear. Oh god, why on earth did Mom want to move here?!
I decided to curl up into a ball and sleep under a prickly bush, and as it turned out, the prickles were only on the outside and there was just enough room on the inside for me to fit. I tried to make myself stop shaking from the combination of cold and fear, but it wasn't really working.
"I swear as soon as Mom comes home, I am going to scream at her until I lose my voice." I muttered to myself, placing my hands under my head.
I must have managed to fall asleep; because I'm pretty sure it was not this warm under that bush. I cracked one open and found myself staring directly at a man's bare chest and that this man seemed to be carrying me.
"WOAH!" I literally leapt out of his arms and landed painfully on my ass. "Ow..." I groaned, and glared up at the stupid man who thinks that he can just carry me without asking first. "Oh... hey Paul..."
Said man glared down at me. I spotted Sam, Embry, Jacob, Quil, Seth, Brady, Leah -who was laughing silently at me, that bitch- and the last kid who I assumed to be Colin also staring down at me. All of them were shirtless, except for Leah of course.
"I TOLD you to stay at Emily's! Are you deaf or just plain stupid?" Paul said sarcastically, raising his hands up to the sky which was still lit up by the full moon.
"Excuse me?" I said incredulously, getting up from the ground and dusting myself off.
"Why don't you ever listen, Michelle? Is it that hard for you to do what other people say?!" Paul ranted, his hands shaking slightly. Leah had stopped laughing, but she had a horrible know-it-all smirk on her face.
"You told me to stay there, but I never said that I would." I glared at him and folded my arms across my chest. "I'm sorry for wanting to know WHAT YOU PEOPLE ARE SO OBVIOUSLY HIDING FROM ME!"
"What are you, five?!" Paul yelled at me. "Mind your own business!"
"This is my business!"
"How is this business yours, at all?! YOU'VE BEEN HERE FOR TWO DAYS!"
"I have not!" I retorted, I was barely aware of the amused looks the others were giving us. "I didn't ask you to carry me back, just like I didn't ask to be attacked by A FUCKING CANIBAL!" I screeched and Paul fell silent, the amused looks from the others turned into looks of pure horror.
"H-he attacked you?" Paul whimpered. What is wrong with this guy?! "Are you alright? Did... did he... bite you?"
"He ran off," I said ignoring his 'biting' comment. Do I look like I have rabies? "I'm fine."
"Did he talk to you?" Sam stepped forward, his face etched into a concerned frown. Paul's body was starting to twitch violently.
"I-I um, can't remember," I'll be back for you. "I don't think he said anything."
"Really?" Sam asked, he raised his eyebrow and looked doubtful.
"Yep," I answered, wrapping my arms around my stomach defensively. I knew that as soon as I told them what he said to me, I would break down. There's no way I was showing that kind of emotion to these people.
"Well then," Sam smiled stiffly down at me. "We should probably get back, Emily almost had a heart attack when she realised you were gone."
"She's going to yell at me, isn't she?" I sulked and Leah and Seth snickered at me.
"Probably," Sam said fondly, as if the thought of Emily yelling at someone was the most beautiful thing in the world. Everyone walked swiftly along the path; I assumed they walked this way because it must've been too difficult to carry me over all those logs and vegetation. Paul stepped up beside me and I let out a loud huff.
"Sorry for calling you stupid," He said softly and the sincerity of his voice irritated me for some reason. I could hear Leah and Seth arguing, and Embry, Quil and Jacob discussing something along the line of cars. I didn't want to join either of those conversations, so it looked like I was stuck with Paul.
"You forgot deaf," I snarled at him, and he looked taken aback by my fierce expression.
"Sorry about that too, you're not deaf."
"But I'm stupid, am I?" I retorted.
"Well, I'm pretty stupid too. So I thought we could be stupid together," Paul grinned cheekily down at me, and I couldn't help but noticed how the moonlight made his eyes glow.
"Oh, haha." I said sarcastically, but I returned his smile all the same.
"Will you listen to me now, and not go out into the forest by yourself?"
"Alright fine, you'd think that I'd have learnt my lesson by now anyways." I rolled my eyes, thinking of how I thought it would've be a good idea to visit the beach at night. "But don't think I'm forgiving you for breaking my phone."
"What?" Paul asked, puzzled. "You're the one who broke it."
"No, it was you."
"But you threw it into the dashboard; it smashed into a billion pieces. Seth is going to use some of them for his science project." Paul said, frowning at me.
"You provoked me, so it's your fault." I retorted. Well technically Mom made me angry but- Oh my God, Dad's coming over in a few days. What do I do? Do slap him? Do I throw a water jug at him? Do I act polite?
"Are you alright?" Paul asked, shaking my shoulder gently. The heat emitting from his hands was astonishing, how can anyone's body be that hot? Er, warm...
"I'm fine," I replied. "I'm just riding the train of thought."
"...What?"
"Never mind." I rolled my eyes, and he thinks I'm stupid. "It's just that my Dad's coming over in a few days and I am delighted to see him."
"Don't you like him?" Paul gazed down at me, the intensity of it made me look away.
"Well, I can't remember if I liked him or not. He left when I was five," I said bitterly. "Mom said that he sprung it on her randomly. One day he was happy, the next he was packing his bags and not contacting us until now, leaving me without a Dad. The thing that surprised me the most was that Mom forgave him, I hope she doesn't expect me to do the same."
"Give him hell," Paul grunted, and I grinned up at him. "Your Mom's a lot like you, isn't she?"
"Everybody seems to think so, but we clash with a lot of things, so I'm not so sure." I replied. I didn't even know why I was telling him all this, so I just decided to stop talking altogether.
Paul didn't seem to notice my lack of speech; he was just smiling happily to himself. Weird. I saw the lights of Emily's house and cringed. We walked inside and Emily threw her arms around me and half squeezed me to death.
"Can't... breathe..." I choked out and Emily let go straight away.
"I was so worried!" She sobbed, stroking my hair. Okaaay...
"You should have seen her; you were taking forever in the bathroom so she went to check on you and you weren't in there." Claire made wild hand gestures and wandered over to Quil. "Then she looked around for you and found the back door open. You were insane, Emily, you went through like ten different emotions."
Emily smiled meekly and Sam wrapped his hand around her waist.
"She ended up being so anxious, that she made five-"
"Seven!" Kim interrupted Claire and giggled at all the boys' expectant expressions. They obviously wanted to know what Emily had made seven of.
"-Seven batches of cupcakes!" Claire finished.
All the boys -save Sam and Paul- whooped and cheered, giving each other high-fives.
"Don't cheer, you idiots!" Emily shouted at them. "I only made them because I was so worried about Michelle!"
Brady, who was next to me, lifted up his hand for a high-five. "Nice work." I shook my head in wonder, but gave it to him regardless. Emily rolled her eyes and made her way to the kitchen, putting the huge amount of cupcakes onto a large tray and placing it carefully on the table.
"You iced them and everything," I laughed incredulously at the boys who were devouring them.
"I was very worried." Emily sighed and I felt guilt consume me in my stomach.
"Sorry, it was very selfish of me to do what I did." I stared down at my shoes in shame.
"Nah, you were just curious." Emily smiled her lopsided smile at me. "You should have seen Paul though, he was incredibly angry. He roared 'why doesn't she just listen to me!' before storming out of the house. If I wasn't so beside myself, I would have found it amusing."
"Yeah, he wasn't a very happy chappy."
"You better eat some cupcakes while they're still there," Emily gestured to the table. "They will be all gone pretty soon."
"Okay," I grinned at her and made my way over to the table. As I laughed and ate with the unlikely sort-of-friends that I made, I couldn't get over the fact that that weirdo in the forest was coming back. He had been watching me for god knows how long, and that made me extremely nervous. But just as long as no one else has to worry about it, it's alright with me.
I just realised something, this is probably the longest I have stayed up at Emily's house. Every other time if have either been to angry, or injured.
I quite liked this chapter, any image of Paul and Michelle yelling in each other's faces is enough to make me laugh. XD Make sure you check out the cover picture for this story, it's of Michelle.
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