ambrosia papageorgiou, a once wonderfully talented and vibrant young girl whose life was turned upside down after getting diagnosed with leukemia.
after moving to forks, washington with her mother, abandoning her long time friends, she gets introduc...
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|THE SUN WAS BRIGHT, AND THE GRASS BLEW AROUND LIKE MINI STICK FIGURES, as the slight sailing breeze picked up it's pace. Birds chirped overhead, as Ambrosia appreciated the morning dew that gleamed from the needles of the pine trees, which surrounded her. Smooth rays of orange covered the sky, as it got lighter and lighter outside.
She breathed in the fresh air, and released a gruesome cough. The calm tranquility disappeared after that one simple action. She bent over on the soft blanket, as sharply as if she'd been punched in the stomach, and little drops of mucus spatter her lap and knees and the dust at her feet.
She sighed, wiping her mouth of left over spit. She looked across the meadow she was in, and spotted a few wolves by the treeline, except they clearly weren't the same as timber wolves, they were different. They were larger built, with substantial jawsizes, something they could use to snap another's neck in a matter of seconds. They had cute button noses, that made them look less threatening but more adorable, like a teddy bear.
Now as cool as they seemed, Ambrosia was only interested in one, out of five that she could see. And that one had beautiful grey fur, that feathered it. It even had stunning grey, a little blue, eyes. The thing she loved most about it's fur was the golden patches around the ears and at the top of the head, her favorite place to give it scratches.
She watched almost silently as the wolf hid behind one of the nearby trees, after a few moments, followed by the others. She waited until a familiar tan woman escaped the woods, accompanied by six boys. Three of which she happened to recognize. Quil, Embry, and Sam. She obviously hadn't met the last one, but she had seen him with Embry when she went surfing at La Push beach.
As she dreamed, her mind was full of confusion. Wolves went in, and humans came out. Who were the three other boys she didn't know? Did Quil and Embry know the mysterious tanned woman.
Ambrosia smiled happily as she laid back down onto the blanket, her head tilted so she could watch them walk up. The tanned woman had a subtle smirk on her face, as she got closer and moved behind the girl. She wrapped her arms around her imprint, leaving soft kisses from her cheek down to her neck.
"Okay, okay, get a room." Quil remarked.
"Hey, your the ones crashing our date." Ambrosia retorted, hissing slightly, before giggling softly when the tanned woman kissed the top of her chest, where a little sneaky bit of cleavage was exposed, something not like her at all.
"Mhm." The tanned woman mumbled against the girl's skin.
Ambrosia laughed when the woman's lips brushed a special spot on the younger's collarbone. "Stop it, you." She swatted her away, embarrassed of the sudden affection, especially infront of friends.
