Lavender Eyes & Scary Skies
"Can I get some help with this desk Seth?" I called across the yard as I wasn't in fact struggling with my art desk that I wanted to take into the garage. I could lift one side with the ease of a strong wolf boy, but the other side? Forget about it.
"Sure thing shorty bang bang." He chuckled as he raced across the yard and met with me within five seconds. By the time he lifted the other side, there was no point in me trying to carry it, it had been worthless, he picked it up with such ease which of course made me jealous. Stupid wolf boy strength. Wish I had some stupid little power like that.
But I was stuck as little miss Jess, the girl who was three times smaller than all the guys, and the girl who needed help getting a stupid desk to a stupid garage. Everything just seems so stupid today, and it sucked, because it was stupid.
"Uh oh, Jess is getting upset over little things again." Quil shouted across the yard with a little hint of humor behind it. It was annoying to me how everyone knew me down to every little emotion I had. But I wasn't allowed to know what any of them were thinking, or how they were feeling. It sucked big time and my patience for it was wearing extremely thin.
"Did I mention how all of you suck donkey nuts?" I explained as I continued to carry the desk to the garage, and all I heard after that were cackles of laughter which continued to piss me off. That was until Paul curved around the corner with Leah and Sam, smiling excitedly, and as soon as his eyes connected with mine, I perked up. And I wasn't ashamed of it either.
"Is she always going to look at him like that?" Embry asked as he tilted his head and looked between the two of us.
"To be honest, I think she's always looked at him like that." Quil answered. Which just caught me off guard. I snapped out of my trance and turned bright red in the face, and I only knew that because the temperature of my skin was getting really hot. How did one of the biggest goofballs in the pack even know that?
Either way, I raced to Paulie and jumped in his arms, only this time, he held me as if he didn't want to let me go. But he had to at some point, right? "Hey Paulie pudding, what are you up to today?"
"Paulie pudding? Well, that's new." He chuckled as he continued walking, Sam had dispersed the moment he saw me coming, and the other three dweebs were laughing at Paul's new nickname. It didn't matter though, because Seth didn't have a girlfriend and neither did Embry and I wasn't even going to get started on Quil. And well, technically I didn't either; but I'm an imprint! Whatever that was.
And speaking of...
Can I have a moment to enjoy the fact that I got to spend every moment with him, instead of us fighting? I think I will take that moment, and no one was going to get in between that.
Well, that was until I turned my head on instinct and saw Vanessa pulling up in her car, as she parked it. The whole feeling of joy in my heart when I saw Paul had vanished and it had been replaced with a tinge of hate for her. I wanted to rip her head off of those pretty little shoulders.
"Uh oh," Seth sang as he took it upon himself to take the desk into the garage himself, and when he returned all he had to do was see Vanessa and it was already over. "let's scatter!"
I released my hold on Paul at that point, but I didn't leave his side, it wasn't like I wasn't asked to be there anyways because Sam had been suspiciously walking up behind me before throwing me over his shoulder and began walking with me to his house.
"Come on Jess, Emily made cake." He chuckled as he swayed to a rhythm that only he knew. I wasn't even going to fight back because that already happened one too many times, there was no point after a certain amount.

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