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Post by Emily Young on Aug 15, 2008 21:22:44 GMT -5
I laughed at the comment, I had no problem with Bella changing or, staying the same. I'm still human unlike the Quilieute pack, or the Cullens so I didn't mind either. With the thought of Jacob's reaction I giggled to myself.
"Theres no way he's coming into my house, After that happens." I grimaced at the thought of Jacob changing in my home, again and practically destroying the entire house itself. "He'll beat the crap out of everything.
I picked up a fire starter pack, and ran all the things I needed through my head. That itself would be enough, probably.
"But you'll always be invited to my home Bella. Sam, and everyone adore you." I smiled lightly. I winked and added, "Especially Jacob."
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Post by Alec on Aug 16, 2008 18:32:53 GMT -5
Alec listened to the conversation with a half-interest, pretending to look at a rack of rain jackets. He picked up a black one, arching an eyebrow at the strange conversation. First, there was the the women who had walked in. Though not as strongly as the other boy, she had the bad, dirty smell lingering on her, too. And walking in, she had said, "Hey vamp-" cutting off mid-word. It made no sense. Who had she been calling vampire, or least about to? He seemed to be the only one in here, but she had known about them. And for saying that possibly to the girl at the counter, she could know too. What was going on here? Alec glanced up, as if just noticing the conversation. "So are you guys from here, or just passing through?" He asked out loud, moving from the jackets to another rack of backpacks.
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Post by Emily Young on Aug 16, 2008 19:14:08 GMT -5
I began to lean on the wall, as silent headache beginning to engross me. I saw the other conspicuous, boy who was searching through a rack of jackets. I could see he was most likely listening but other wise careless about what the conversation was about.
So are you guys from here, or just passing through? I heard the boy question Bella, and me.
The question caught me off guard, because I was only talking to Bella, at the moment being. I turned to face him, as he quickly moved from the jackets to backpacks. I couldn't tell from where he descended from, but he didn't look familiar with a neat accent.
I scurried my thoughts together to reply quickly, "Oh, hello. I am from around here, I live in La Push in particular. Not more than three miles from here." I added a quick smile.
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Post by Noa Leadsin on Aug 16, 2008 20:30:24 GMT -5
Noa blinked as he saw people moving around the store and walking towards Bella. A young boy was the first to walk over, pretty close to Noa's age. He was about to offer his hand to him until he caught a putrid smell in the air. It took a majority of his will power to keep from keeling over and gagging, but he was able to do it. The second person to come over to him was a kind of familiar face. It was a woman named Emily who lived near Noa. She was the woman who Sam had imprinted it on. Not one to interrupt someone Noa allowed the others to talk.
So are you guys from here, or just passing through?
"Same as Mrs. Uley." Noa said, who was sure that Sam and Emily had already gotten married, but being the knucklehead that he was he had never thought to ask. He glanced at her and then at the long scars which were on her face. He blinked as the memory of how she received those scars flashed inside his mind and he shook his head, quickly looking away.
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Post by Emily Young on Aug 16, 2008 20:40:05 GMT -5
same as Mrs. Ulley I heard Noa say in his original spot near the chair. Farther away from the boy than any of us. I laughed to myself. "I'm not yet married, but I would be sure it would be in the near future. Even being married to Sam, I could live with just Emily." I ended with a gracious smile.
I saw Noa look at my scars quickly, and look away. I ran my fingers down the scars that brought back a painful, yet happy memory of Sam. The familiar traces with a couple concave bumps on my face made me different from everyone else which I enjoyed.
"It's okay Noa I don't mind my scars they make me different than you, and everyone else. I'm not ashamed for having them, and I don't mind those who would like a look at the scars." I said sheepishly. I was getting a little tired but I was not ready to enter a home of nothing, yet. I still had a good hour until Sam was to meet me at my home. Noa reminded me of Jacob with his rapid growing. I had to look up a good foot to see his face, Sam was tall also but i've also been around him for so long, and don't notice the height difference.
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Post by Bella Swan on Aug 17, 2008 1:10:09 GMT -5
Bella smiled kindly at the guy. "I live here in Forks, hence the reason why I work here," she said. There was something of a familiar air about him, but she couldn't put her finger on it. She would definitely have to make sure and talk to Alice again. Something was going on and it was worrying her.
"So, Emily," she said, "is it just a weekend thing or are you all making a vacation out of it?" she asked. It would be nice to go away for the weekend, just Edward and her, but she didn't think that that would be happening anytime soon.
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Post by Emily Young on Aug 17, 2008 8:11:43 GMT -5
"It's just for two days, that's all." I said eyeing the suspicious boy in the back, something was setting me off about him but i didn't know what. "It's not even that far honestly, I think it's just a few miles away from La Push." I started fiddling with the pieces of paper that were sticking out of the fire back, and looked back at the boy whose face I could not see. I haven't seen his face, not once. I added quickly, "Try not to get into silly accident's while i'm gone." I said adding a smile to tell her i was joking.
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Post by Alec on Aug 17, 2008 11:20:16 GMT -5
Alec nodded, looking back down at the rack. Most of them were from around here, but he couldn't help but noticing both of humans with terrible smells came from La Push. When the woman mentioned her scares, Alec glanced up, and a gasp escaped him. One side of her face was young and beautiful, but on the other, terrible scars ran up and down. How could someone get so many scars?. And she was from La Push, too... Alec pretended to examine a gray backpack, looking at the price tag. He looked at the price tag, and made crinkled his eyebrows together, as if deciding rather to buy it or not. "Where are you two camping?" He asked, still trying to get more information out of her. Alec wondered if the person she was camping with also housed such a terrible smell.
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Post by Emily Young on Aug 17, 2008 12:00:45 GMT -5
I noticed the boy looking at a backpack, maybe deciding what he was going to choose. The boy really sent something off inside me, not a good thing though.
who are you camping with? the boy had asked.
"My fiancée, Sam." I replied choosing my words carefully trying not to give out a lot of information to a person whom I don't know, and looked quite suspicious.
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Post by Leah Clearwater on Aug 17, 2008 13:48:09 GMT -5
Leah desperately needed new clothes. That is one negative side of being a werewolf. "Actually," she thought walking toward the shop, "negative sides are all it has." She thought of buying a pair of jeans and also camping-boots. So, this was the reason she walked into Newton's outfitters on that beautiful, sunny day. She liked te weather. It was one of those rare non-rainy days and even the air felt warmer than usual, and she eve hadn't met anyone annoying yet. Of course she should have known that it wouldn't stay that way. Because at the moment she had entered the shop, she noticed two people she despised the most: Bella Swan and her cousin Emily. They were talking to a boy, she had never met. "Great," she thought and started walking back wards, hoping, they wouldn't see her. She almost made it, and thought it was her lucky day after all, but of course she had push against a rack, so it fell down with a loud thump.
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Post by Emily Young on Aug 17, 2008 13:59:08 GMT -5
Bam! I heard a loud thud coming from the back of the store, a rack had just fallen down, so i scurried over to where it had fallen. "Leah?" I said while trying to pull her up. "Are you okay?" obviously she would be okay she's a werewolf! Her body handles ever curve of attack, a rack isn't going to hurt her. But, i was still trying to win her respect. Especially after the whole ordeal with Sam and her.
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Post by Leah Clearwater on Aug 17, 2008 14:14:49 GMT -5
"Damn," she cursed, touching her head. Sure, there was no blood, (You need more than a rack, to hurt a werewolf!) but it still hurt a little. She tried to get up, hoping that the others hadn't heard that, "there is a chance, that they were to deep in conversation to hear that," she said to herself, pushing the rack away, but of course as she raised her eyes, she had to see Emily walking toward her, just like in her worst nightmare.
are you okay?
Leah felt so silly, lying there as Emily held out a hand for her. She ignored it. She refused to accept anything from her. Instead, Leah jumped up. "I'm okay, you bitch" she said coldly.
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Post by Emily Young on Aug 17, 2008 14:25:39 GMT -5
I'm okay, you bitch I flinched backwards as Leah had called me a female dog. Leah had the upper hand to everything anyway, if i tried to hurt her she could turn, and attack me. Though, Sam wouldn't like that, Leah would do it anyways.
"I was just trying to help. But obviously you have it all under control." I felt my eyes water, but refused to drop any tears at all. I mumbled regrets to helping Leah as I walked past the boy, and to Bella, and Noa again. I looked at Leah quickly then dropped my gaze to the fire started pack I had left on the floor, to help someone I shouldn't have.
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Post by Leah Clearwater on Aug 17, 2008 14:37:39 GMT -5
I was just trying to help. But obviously you have it all under control
"I have it always under control," she yelled after her. Leah noticed that Emily once again looked like she was about to cry. For a second Leah felt bad about her, but then she rembered Sam. "I don't need any help,"s he tought, "especially from her," Suddenly she felt like crying. She missed Sam so much. "Leah, you must get a grip of yourself!," she mentally yelled at herself, "You are not going to cry in front of her. In front of them," she reminded herself. She shaked her head to clear her mind and grasped a pair of caping-boots fro a shelve.
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Post by Emily Young on Aug 17, 2008 14:47:40 GMT -5
I don't need any help, especially from her I always thought this would hurt, a cousin who i once was so close too, now so hated by the same person. Honestly, it didn't hurt that bad. I knew the truth, and that hurt enough. The wetness in my eyes went away and now they burned with anger, and frustration.
"That's very nice Leah."I gritted through my teeth, trying to hold my anger back.
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