Dreamer(sequel)

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Alex POV

My baby is now done with high school. She throws her cap in the air as her wild dark hair twirls behind her. The smile on her face brighter than anyone in the whole gymnasium. Her friends clutch each other in a hug as the hopeful thoughts run through their brains. She will move out soon, most likely with Embry, but still are not together. That we know of.

Seth is still everything i want in a man. He treats me well, he hasn't left since.

Seth ran his hand down my back, tears filled my vision. I couldn't believe how far she had come and she only got more pure and amazing with time. Her mind is sophisticated, and mature. She's ready for life, now i watch a carefully instruct as she chooses her own life path. She never phased, yet her life was never stressful enough to rattle her to that point.

She is perfect, we are perfect. Life is perfect.

Brinley POV

I look into the stands, my cheeks  hurt from the combination of smiling and crying my eyes out. My biggest fans front center, my mom, my dad, and my soul mate.

The connection i felt with Embry creeped all my friends out. They thought it was strange that i had this grown man following me around, looking at me with googly eyes that most boys my age give me. They dont get the love we share, only we do. I think im okay with that.

Embry and I are not together. We decided to wait untik I was of age, so my human friends cant report us to the police. Bitter girls mock me, because i have everything together. I know who i am, who loves me, who my other half is, and where i want to go in life.

Embry tugged my gown into his chest, and embraced me tightly.

"Im glad you could make it," I said into his warm chest.

His hand ran down my back, "anything for my girl."

My cheeks heated slightly, we are both bad at flirting, so when a good comment is made it takes me by surprise. My stomach fluttered, he kissed my cheek and then we got inturrupted by my mother.

The one and only Alex Clearwater. The mom everyone wanted to have, the most extraordinarily radient, excitable, young mom from my class.

"Mom, stop ugly crying," I laughed as i wiped tears from her cheeks.

She sobbed, strong grip around my arms. My dad smiled and joined our hug.

Heres to my future.

—Week later—

A few of my friends decided on taking a trip to the beach before we all branched off. My best friend Julia suggested I bring Embry, as she had planned on bringing her boyfriend Jordan.

So here I am, squished in a van with my huge werewolf boyfriend my best friends, and their loves.

The beach approached quickly, the heat radiating off of the sand. The strong winds carried my hair in whirls, Embry held my hand as we found a spot to lay our things. A giant rock, in which Embry and I had claimed our spot years before, was the place of choice.

Embry watched me carefully as i climbed the rock, ready to support me if needed. Everyone admired us, even if we were exclusive we were so committed and loving to one another.
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But if you aren't loving, than what are you doing?

Love everyone, everything. Love the sand and the waves, the animals and the thick vegetation and constant rain. The girl who told you you look ugly in 11th grade, because she deserves to be loved too.

Embry stripped off his shirt, girls eyes peeped to his toned chest. I ran into his warm skin, a big hug full of jealousy that hid my man away from the wandering eyes of my friends. I felt his heart beating like the base of a car. Every moment like this, staring into his eyes, feels like we are the only ones around. Only we matter in these moments.

The cold water made me shiver, but I jumped into it from the cliff above until i couldnt gather the strength to climb anymore.

Julia cried at the end of our night. Her and Jordan were breaking up because they were going to different colleges, didnt wanna hold each other back. She cried because she was leaving me here, though i assured her I would be okay.

My last tender moment with one of the bestest friends ive ever had, so bittersweet. She will be amazing.

I kept my composure until Embry  and I got home. Where he held me on the porch swing until i had cried all my tears.

(I all, i got tons of notifications that yall wanted an update, im sorry for the wait! i have a bad habit of falling off the face of the earth!

Im debating on starting a sequel for Brinley and Embry. Writing keeps my brain healthy, and i love the twilight story line and characters.

I was also thinking of starting a dream journal, and sharing, because i have vivid dreams every single night and my friends are getting tired of them😂

Let me know your thoughts on both of these new ideas, ill try to keep up with the comments.

Thanks all)