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“Hey kiddo” Paul said as he rubbed the top of my skull quite roughly.
“Hey” I replied as I smoothed down the area where Paul had messed up my hair.
He sat down beside me at the table, as Embry and Quil followed behind. Embry jabbed Quil in the ribs as they both sat down at the table.
“Hey, where’s your sister?” Paul asked. He seemed to spit out the word ‘sister.’
I shrugged. “I don’t know where she goes these days.”
This was true; Leah seemed to be distant after everything that has happened. She would come back to La Push now and then to check up on me and mom. All I know is that she goes to some community college somewhere.
Emily was cooking at the stove; smelt like bacon and eggs. It was morning and I had just woken up from my shift. Running perimeters really took it out of me.
Sam walked into the little kitchen and planted a kiss on Emily’s cheek, then joined us at the table. It seemed like everything was normal, except the one person who was missing.
Now that he had imprinted on Renesmee, he was over at the Cullen’s twenty-four seven. It seemed like everyone was imprinting now; Jared, Quil, Sam, Paul and now Jacob. Even though I wasn’t the only one left, I was still feeling the pressure.
I had never imprinted yet, and it hit me now. I wondered vaguely how it happens. I’ve seen it in Jacob’s head, when he thinks about the first time he saw Renesmee and he was drawn to her.
Will I feel it when I find her? Will she be drawn to me? Well of course she would be; its fate.
I shook my head trying to get the ridiculous thoughts out of my head.
“Hey, you hear about that new diner that just opened up?” Quil asked as he helped himself to some toast which Emily set on the table.
“Sure, it’s called Brown’s Diner” Embry replied as he too ate.
I reached for a piece of toast.
“Oh yeah, that guy, um…Maximus Brown owns it. He’s mega rich” Paul said as he dug in, “And for some strange reason, moved here to this quiet town.”
Jared scoffed. “Quietly filled with werewolves.”
“Hey, I heard that they have the best apple pie out there” Quil said smiling to himself. Embry nodded in agreement, both their mouths full of toast.
Sam smacked the both of their heads as Emily slid a tray into the oven that looked like apple pie.
Quil choked from the sudden attack and Embry swallowed quickly.
“But, of course Emily, you can make an amazing pie” Embry said as soon he swallowed.
“You sure can!” Quil piped up.
Emily chuckled to herself. “Thanks boys” she said as she planted a kiss on both their foreheads. She also planted one on Sam’s lips before turning to her stove again.
“Hey, don’t forget to switch with Collin and Brady” Sam addressed to Quil and Embry.
Quil grunted a reply and Embry shrugged.
It seemed like everyone was tucking into breakfast, including me. When the table was wiped clean of all things edible, we all dispersed.
I went outside and stretched. I felt my bones crack. There was a slight cool breeze as the sky darkened.
“Hey, wanna check out the new diner?” Embry asked nudging Quil.
“You bet” Quil replied.
“Idiots” Paul said rolling his eyes as he headed somewhere far from them two.
“You coming?” Quil asked gesturing to me.
I thought for a bit. I didn’t have anything to do until my next shift so I shrugged. “Sure.”
The trip there was just as I knew it would be; play-fights between Quil and Embry. Embry copped a honk from a truck from being pushed by Quil onto the road; not that it would have killed him.
I was glad when we finally got to the diner.
The outside of the diner was decorated with balloons and streamers, a massive banner hanging just above the windows which read, ‘Grand Opening.’
“Wow, looks like the grand opening” Quil snickered.
Embry and I laughed.
It was quite busy, but we managed to find a table near the window. The interior of the diner was very handsome.
The theme was a typical 80’s bar. There was a karaoke machine blasting music over the chatter. The walls were decorated with framed photos of Elvis Presley, Marilyn Monroe and of car plates and pictures of mustangs, classic’s, jeeps, everything that had to do with the 80’s.
The wallpaper was pink with white polka-dots. The waitresses wore white skirts with pink buttoned up tops to match the walls. Some skated around on rollerblades. I was surprised no one had slipped.
It really gave an 80’s vibe. There was another vibe here too, like I was being pulled towards a magnet. It felt strange, yet vaguely relieving.
The sudden ding! Of a bell alarmed me as well as Quil’s voice. “So, what do we want?” he said scanning the menu.
“Hmm, I think I’m gonna try the apple pie” Embry answered.
“Same” Quil agreed. “What ‘bout you kiddo?” he asked settling down the menu.
I scanned the menu myself, trying to shake off the vibe. After I had read it about a thousand times, I knew I wasn’t hungry. “Not hungry” I answered.
Quil shrugged. “Your starvation.”
I don’t know what was wrong with me. I felt weirdly whole, like a heavy burden was lifted.
I sat in my own little world as Embry and Quil told the waitress what they wanted. I stared hard at the wooden table, trying to figure out what felt wrong and what felt right.
The magnetic force that pulled me was getting stronger. It was pulling me towards the counter. I didn’t get up, hoping it would pass, but it just held on tight to me.
What was this? What was going on?
I held my head in my hands as I tried to resist the pulling. Quil and Embry were too absorbed in their own little world to notice.
I blocked my ears, hoping that would tune out the pull. But I could still hear everything clearly, being a werewolf and all.
I could hear every conversation loud and clear, the crying of a baby, the sound of the door opening and closing, the sound of forks and knives scraping plates, all of which were side-tracked by the beating of a dozen hearts. I noticed one distinct heart, thumping louder than the rest. It was somehow musical. I listened close, intent on not losing it.
It beat at the same tempo mine did. It thumped loudly, ringing in my ears. It seemed to be coming closer to me, the pull becoming stronger.
I listened in more and heard the sound of air being lightly breathed in, and then back out.
I took a breath and smelt apple pie in the air mixed with the sweet scent of something else.
Everything felt strangely homey now.
“Two apple pies” a musical voice said.
The pull was suddenly so strong it almost knocked me off my chair. I opened my eyes and looked up at the person who was the other magnet.
The first thing I saw was her beautiful hazel eyes, bordered with dark long eyelashes. Her face was so pure. Her lips were a bright red against her copper skin. Her face was bordered with dark curls which stopped just below her shoulders.
It was so overwhelming I felt like blocking my eyes. It was like looking directly into the sun.
She flipped the hair caught in her eyes and I noticed a dark purple mark on her neck. She was still settling the pies down on the table, a worried look in her hazel eyes.
I stared at her in awe, the pull seemed to disappear, but I could still feel a faint trace of it. It wasn’t so strong now, just gentle as it attracted me to my other half.
“Thanks” Quil said as he and Embry dug in.
I waited, still staring at her; my eyes refusing to look the other way. Her eyes were happy as she looked at Quil and Embry pigging out, a small smile spread across her face.
My breathing picked up as her gaze shifted slowly towards me. Then our eyes locked, and I was lost. I gave in to the pleasure of the pull which broke earnestly as soon as our gazes caught.
She stared back at me, her hazel eyes wide with anticipation. A small smile spread across her perfect lips as she smiled shyly.
I felt a smile press across my own face.
Everything sounded distant, the only sounds that were clear was her heart and mine thumping at the same tempo, together.
It felt like an eternity before either of us moved. The pull came back again, tugging me up. I obeyed immediately, standing up before her.
She didn’t drop her gaze, or move back, the smile still vacant on her lips.
I felt like wrapping my arms around her instantly, but her sudden change of expression alarmed me.
All the noise of the diner came rushing back, her heartbeat getting lost.
Her smile disappeared and she turned away from me, towards the counter. I felt panic rise as I stared at the back of her head.
I peered around her to see what she was looking at, and saw a burly man standing behind the counter with an irritated look on his face. He had his arms folded across his chest tightly.
I heard the mysterious girl sigh. She turned back to me, and shrugged her shoulders.
I caught her name tag.
“Violet” I repeated under my breath.
She turned away from me again and walked swiftly to the burly man.
I noticed that she didn’t wear the uniform the other waitresses wore. She wore dark denim jeans with sneakers, a grey sweater underneath the pink buttoned up uniform shirt she wore over it. A white apron was tied to her bottom half.
When she came closer to the burly man, I saw her body tense, like she was nervous.
“Yo, kid?” Quil said bringing me back to the table.
I forced myself to look at him. He had the fork held tight in his hand, a piece of pie on the end. He and Embry were both staring at me with confused expressions.
I realised I was still standing up.
“You…going somewhere?” Embry asked.
I sat back down. “Um, no.”
Quil gave Embry a weird expression before shrugging and digging into the pie again.
I sat down, breathing evenly. I knew what was happening now. The pull was now disappearing completely.
I remembered her face, still clear in my mind and felt faint.
I had finally imprinted.
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