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Pack Boys

Everything started so innocently, a simple bonfire upon the beach, but then things got complicated. Lives were changed and hearts were shocked... (A La Push gang Fan fiction) Image Hosted by ImageShack.usChapter 25 is out!!!

We had a little too much fun with the packs valentine's day one shot, so we decided to make it into a whole story!

2. Fun and games

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Abby’s POV

The beach had been gorgeous. Kati was right that it was the perfect place to spend the last day of our visit with her. I sat in the sand, my knees protruding through the rips in my jeans. I held my camera in hand, taking shot after shot of Mashaal and Kati playing Frisbee by the wave’s edge.

I carefully put my camera back into my back pack, ensuring that none of the sand had scratched the lens or gotten in the filter.

Mashaal walked down the beach a bit chasing after a run away throw, and gestured to us to look. I saw that she was pointing at what seemed to be a drift wood fire, down closer to the reservation.

“Let’s go. The fire looks warm and I’m starting to get cold.”

“Why not?” I said and slowly stood up, dusting the sand off my pants. Kati agreed and we walked down the beach our sneakers leaving imprints in the sand.

My guess had been that the fire was from some family, and I’m assuming that Mashaal expected that too, because when we saw the three rather hot boys sitting around the fire, both she and Kati seemed to take a step back.

I stepped into the glow of the fire and spoke up.

“Sorry for intruding, but my friends and I were on the beach down a ways and saw your fire. You guys wouldn't mind sharing the warmth would you."

I felt one of the guys checking me out, so I gave him a little half smile, he was cute after all.

"Sure." The tallest of the boys replied. "I'm Jake and this is Paul and Embry." He pointed to his friends as he said their names. I mentally noted that Paul was the one checking me out.

"Thanks, I'm Abby." I said before introducing my friends. "This is Mashaal, and Kati." I motioned to them.

We sat down next to each other, staying as close as possible to our friends and pretty far away from the strange but cute boys. An awkward silence was settled around the fire. Mashaal gathered her courage though and spoke up.

"Are all of you from the rez?"

They just nodded their heads in response. "Yeah, where are you girls from?" Paul asked.

"Well, I'm from Texas," Mashaal said. “But, I’m not a hick,” she laughed, she had a contagious laugh that seemed to diffuse the awkwardness that had enveloped the group.

"Jersey girl breed and true." I replied.

"Forks, my friends were visiting so we decided to spend v-day at the beach" Kati said, her small voice explaining why we were all here.

Embry asked Mashaal a question about Texas, probably trying to gain her attention. I wasn’t really paying attention, I was to busy looking at Paul. He gave me a smile that seemed to make my insides almost moan with anticipation.

Jake started a conversation with me and Kati, it was something stupid about the latest movies that had just come out. I half listened to the conversation as I took out my camera. The fire was too perfect. The flames merged and split in an intricate pattern that I had to capture on film. (well, it was a digital camera but you get my point)

“Did you get a good picture?” Paul asked.

“I don’t know.” I stood up and stepped over Kati, till I was next to Paul. I leaned against the log behind him and showed her the pictures I had just taken.

I shuffled through the pictures easily, I accidentally went forward one picture to many and Paul saw the stupid pictures Mashaal and Kati and I had taken at the mall early that day. We had tried on ridiculous clothing and taken our pictures wearing it. The exact picture Paul was seeing was one of me in a short black dress with knee high “hooker” boots. Kati had bugged me until I would try on the outfit. As revenge though, I had made her try on a sequined red clubbing top with black leggings and 3 inch Chinese laundry heals that had made her trip more then once.

I heard Paul’s intake of breath at that picture, and I tried to quickly to go back to the fire pictures, but his warm hand stopped me. “Wow, you look like those hookers from sin city.”

I grimaced, “Thanks.” I said sarcastically.

I quickly shut off my camera and put it back into my bag. I crossed my arms across my chest and glared into the fire. Paul seemed to fidget next to me. I decided to let the comment slide.

“So, how come you aren’t celebrating valentine’s day with your girl friend?” I asked.

“I don’t have one; it was either hanging with Jake and Embry or helping my friend Quil at a little kid’s party.”

I laughed, “I think you made the right decision.”

“Same, Lighting stuff on fire is definitely more fun then helping little girls dress up their Barbies for a tea party.” I choked out a laugh; I couldn’t see Paul playing Barbies with little girls.

“I’m guessing you are more of a Ninja Turtle kind of guy.”

“Definitely.” He agreed. We began to discuss our favorite ninja turtles which soon spread to all different topics. I noticed that Kati was talking with Jake, twirling her hair around her finger, and Mashaal was snuggling into Embry as they talked.

“Do you want to go for a walk?” Paul asked looking at me.

“Where to?” The sun was setting and I didn’t want to get lost out in the forest.

“No where in particular, I just feel like going for a walk.”

I pushed away all the thoughts that bombarded my mind that had to do with the two of us alone.

“Okay, but please don’t get us lost.”

Paul laughed and grabbed my hand helping me up onto my feet. He led the way to the mouth of the forest and down a barely visible path. I was mesmerized but the way the stars were beginning to appear through the bare branches above us.

Paul turned back to me. “Abby?” he said, uncertainty apparent in his voice.

“Hhhmm.” I responded.

“Never mind.”

“No, what were you going to say?”

He didn’t responded, instead I felt his hands grab my own, and his lips desperately pressed themselves against mine. I responded immediately, kissing him back, my arms intertwining behind his neck as his arms hooked around my waist.

His warm tongue slid against my lips, causing me to gasp. He was an amazing kisser.

We broke apart, panting heavily. I felt his hands brush against the flesh of my stomach, easily warming my cool skin.

“Paul, that was great, but we just met, literally, we’ve only known each other for a couple of hours.”

“But I want to know you for the rest of my life.” The look in his eyes told me that he really meant it. The sensible part of me told me to just say no and walk back to the fire, but the part of me that I listen to said it’s the last day of your vacation, why not do whatever the hell you want. I liked that part of my conscious.

I pressed myself against Paul and kissed him back. Almost instantaneously Paul was deftly sliding his hands up my side, removing my shirt. He pushed me back up against a tree, his hands tight on my hips as his lips moved down my neck. I slid my own fingers up his muscular arm and down his chest, resting them on the edge of his jeans.

(EDITED FOR AGE APPROPRIATE CONTENT) (You can hate me later for editingJ)

We walked back to the beach. Paul kept his arm around me, partly because he refused to let go of me, but also I had tripped a few times exiting the forest in the dark.

We followed the moons reflection along the beach until we reached the fire. Mashaal was curled up like a cat, next to Embry. Kati and Jake were both knocked out but there was definite no contact space between them.

Paul pulled me down onto the sand next to him. I giggled as he dragged me awkwardly onto his lap. We talked in hush whispers until our eyes grew heavy and we too drifted into a peaceful sleep.

Mashaal was shaking me awake, it was still dark outside; the sun hadn’t yet broken the horizon. I moaned and tried to cuddle closer to Paul.

“Go away.”

“Abby, its time to leave.”

“I don’t want to get up.”

“Flight 08768 is now leaving for LaGuardia.”

I scrambled up. “You fight dirty.” I accused her. She just smirked.

“I know.”

The boys were still asleep and I felt guilty for leaving without at least giving Paul my number, I could tell that my friends felt the same way. Kati pulled her pink permanent marker out of her pocket and gently wrote her name and number across Jake’s palm before tossing the writing utensil to Mashaal. She did the same, careful to not wake Embry. I got the pen after her and did the same to Paul.

We walked back down the beach to Kati’s car. I doubted that Paul would call me but I could hope.

I was sitting on last flight out of Washington to LaGuardia. My head was pressed against the glass, breathing in slowly. I always felt sick right after take offs. I waited the electronics announcement to come on.

When the nasal voice of the flight attendant announced we were now high enough to allow all electronic devices to be on, I quickly turned on my phone and plugged my ipod into my ears. I was surprised to here my phone beeping. I flipped it open to see that I had a text message from a number I didn’t recognize.

I opened it up and saw a sad smiley face. I miss you already. –Paul.

I couldn’t believe it. I quickly text messaged him back. Same, I’m over WA now.

The flight was perhaps the shortest I had ever been on. It was still the same amount of time it had taken me to fly to Kati’s, but this time instead of watching a horrible in flight movie, I spent the entire time talking with Paul.

Everyday, after I had finished my homework and was reading on my bed, Paul would call and we would spend at least an hour talking. He seemed to always be interested in what I said, and it was great. I loved hearing his gruff voice over the phone. Though after a month, I began to cut our calls short, or wouldn’t answer. I was afraid that if I talked to him, I would tell him something that I had yet to believe was true.