Chapter 2

Not a death sentence, not a death sentence. Even though I kept repeating it I was still nerves about meeting the men my PapPap called to help move my mothers and my stuff in. I usually wasn't this nerves about meeting people, but those guys had seen me covered head to toe in mud, and as if that wasn't embarrassing enough I'm sure my mom had broken out the baby pictures by now.

"Lily relax you look like your going to have a aneurysm" Because I probably will.

"Only if you promise to take me to the hospital if I do" I said.

"Oh you'll be fine there all nice boys" she rolled her eyes at me while heading for the stairs.

"Why are there so many of them here anyway all that needed to be done was move a few boxes in." I asked throwing her a suspicious glare.

"There all friends, and since when did you ever go anywhere without bring all your friends"

"When I'm doing something like moving in boxes for the creepy old guy next door"

"Lily!" Mom threw me an exasperated look, but I was only telling the truth.

"What I love PapPap just as much as you do but he can be crazy creepy sometimes."

"Hey I take offense to that" I turned around to see PapPap coming out of the living room. I stopped at the bottom of the stairs, looking back at my mom silently asking if I could turn back.

"No" She answered without me having to even say anything.

Crap I thought to myself before entering the living room, not one of them had on a shirt and they were all ridiculously buff. It looks like a steroid convention in our living room, not that I'm complaining or anything.

"Hi" I said nervously as I shuffled into the living room, this is the last place I wanted to okay maybe not the last place but pretty close. The largest one stood up and extended his hand to me, I had to crane my head back just to see his face.

"Hi I'm Sam" he said as he shook my hand. I don't know how my mom could stand to be in the same room as him he reminded me a lot of my father, a no nonsense kind of guy. He then proceeded to introduce all the others in the room.

"That's Jared, Quil, Embry, Seth, Brady, and Paul." I gave everyone a wary smile until I looked at Paul. I'll be honest I have looked at a guy before, and thought wow I wanna have your babies, but never has a guy thrown that look at me, I'll be honest it was a little unsettling. I suddenly felt the need to run, and hide as I saw that look in Paul's eyes, I had seen that look hundreds of times before. I had seen my mom and dad share that look for most of my life, before Katie happened. I jerked back as Paul came to stand in front of me, he must have felt something because he had a ridiculously stupid grin on his face.

"I'm Paul" he said in a sort of dreamy state. I rolled my eyes, at least I didn't have to worry about looking to stupid in front of him.

"Yeah I know" I said trying to back away to the kitchen. Paul seam to think differently because every time I took a step back he took a step forward.

Finally I heard someone clear their throat, I glanced behind Paul to see Sam approaching us with the a sort of incredulously look on his face. Paul followed my gaze to Sam, it was safe to say we were having different reactions to seeing Sam, I was nervous, confused but mostly relieved. Paul on the other hand looked down right pissed, in fact he was so angry he started to shake.

"Is everything all right in here" my mother asked as she entered the living room balancing a giant tray of cookies in one hand and what looked to be a pitcher of lemonade in the other.

"No everything's fine Mrs. Wilson we were just leaving" said Sam as he literally began pulling Paul from the house.

"Don't you all want to stay for cookies and lemonade" my mom said she held up a pitcher and cookie tray.

"Thanks but Paul's not feeling well." Sam was half way out the door before he finished his sentence.

"Okay well thanks for helping us move our stuff and I hope your friends feeling better soon" my mom looked as confused as I felt.

"Thanks for the cookies Mrs. Wilson" Embry said grabbing a handful cookies before following the others out the house. I could already tell I wouldn't be hanging around them very much, they were a bunch of Weirdos.

"Well they were nice and also handsome too" my mom said as she sat down the tray of cookies and lemonade pitcher.

"Ugh mom I don't even want to hear it they were all really weird especially Paul he got really angry for no reason he wasn't sick, but he did look like he was gonna blow a gasket." I groaned at her as I flopped down on the couch, at least they didn't stay long I'm a terrible conversationalist.

"Maybe you should consider getting to know them better, after all you'll be in school with them" she said as she sat down on the couch next to me.

"What are you kidding me all those guys looked like they were in their late 20s how are any of them still in high school." Now I was really confused not a single one of them looked my age.

"Embry and Quil are all Sophomores, I believe Seth is a Freshmen, and I think Brady is in middle school." She said picking up the T.V. remote.

"Middle school, there's no way that kids in middle school." I said looking at my mom.

"Yup and I think Paul and Jared only graduated a couple of years ago."

"Are you sure they all seem a lot older" I asked her as she stared flipping channels.

"Yeah I'm pretty sure Sam is only 25 and he's the oldest" she said not really giving it much thought. It's like she knows who I really want to ask about and is just taunting me, but I won't give her the satisfaction.

"Yeah but how old is Paul" or maybe I will.

"I knew you thought he was cute I could see it in your eye as he was drug from the house." I really hate her sometimes I thought rolling my eyes.

"You don't think it's weird that they had to drag him from the house, what was wrong with him anyway" looking at her suspiciously.

"Stop looking for something wrong with them, their very nice boys and-"

" Okay, fine just tell me how old he is" I said stopping her before she could start to lecture me on the importance of not judging a book by it's cover.

"He's 20 to 25 I think." She said looking up at the ceiling like it would give her the correct answer.

"Ugh that was absolutely no help at all"

"Well it helped me to know that your at least a little interested in him." she said with a sly grin, It turned into a full blown grin when I through a heated glare at her.

"Well played mother, well played." Before she could again comment on my interest in Paul I snatched up the last few cookies on the tray, and booked it. There was no way I had any real interest in Paul it was purely physical that's all...maybe.

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