𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐄'𝐒 return to La Push, Washington was meant to be spent in tranquility. A space outside of white rooms and beeping machines. A space where she can dive into the reminiscence of her care free childhood. However, her life fl...
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𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐋 was genuinely confused upon seeing his best friend in his imprint's room was an understatement. He was rather confused and a pinch of angry, maybe jealous? It's no secret that most females tended to be initially attracted to Jacob and Embry before Quil, it took many flirtatious interactions for girl's to even realize he's part of the group as much as the other two.
"Oh, hey Quil!" She greeted him with her bright smile that instantly made him melt on the spot. "Cecelia! Uh... hi!" He said excitedly yet awkwardly. She chuckled at his response. Embry smirked at his friend, "actually, Cecelia and I were about to head out to eat. You wanna come?"
"We were?" Cecelia scrunched up her nose, and Embry nodded. "Remember the dare?" He said, a slight nod to the poster hidden under her bed. It took her a second before she remembered just exactly what he was referring to. So maybe there was not a lot of channels available at the hospital, and maybe at the age of eleven, Cecelia had been in complete awe when watching Man v.s. Food, because she had no idea an average looking man like Adam Richman can somehow eat all that food. And maybe, just maybe, she wasted number 15 on her bucket list on "Finish a whole pizza on my own". Of course Embry Call would choose to start with that, out of all the other options.
She deadpanned and Embry bursted out laughing. Quil awkwardly stood there, unsure what was so funny. "Great they have inside jokes together," he grumbled as the other two began laughing together. "Uh, I wouldn't want to intrude, you guys seem to be having fun," he didn't mean for his words to sound bitter, but his heart clenched his vocal chords. Embry stopped laughing and frowned when being met with a glare from the curly haired boy.
"No no no, you should come! And when we're done, we can start studying that book of yours," Cecelia interrupted the tension as she took a step towards Quil. And like a magnet, Quil's body and attention automatically turned to hers. Relief met his shoulders after her offer for extended time with just him, and he found himself agreeing.
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Getting out of the house was easier that Cecelia expected. She genuinely thought her aunt would lock her in the room for a whole week after the fainting incident. But today was just full of surprises. For example, she also didn't expect to be squished between Embry and Quil, in an all white Chevy truck. She also didn't expect Embry to immediately start pointing out driving tips.
"As a beginner, try to keep your hands on 10 and 2– like this," both of his hands clenched the wheel in their respective positions. And Cecelia couldn't help but have been thankful, not only was Embry helping her with number 15, but apparently number 5 as well.
→ 5. Learn how to drive
Quil on the other hand, watched. His own hands clenched, but not on the wheel, no on his sides. Why? Because his imprint is staring at his best friend with complete awe and adoration. Looks that only he should be receiving but can't demand.
