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A Freaky Imprint

Jacob loses. Bella chooses Edward and runs away with the rest of the Cullens to whatever secluded, cloudy town they choose to move to. And they leave Jacob in La Push, trying as hard as he can to get over her. But then he realizes he's out of peanut butter. And so it all begins. The whole pack imprints on one girl. A girl who happens to be a vampire. Marie is running from something, and chooses Forks of all places to make her 'normal' life as a supermarket employee. But that idea is destroyed when the weird wolf guys come in and screws everything up. The pack is on the verge of falling apart over Marie. Only Sam seems to realize that she's not right at all. Can he possibly stop them from killing each other over something they are created to destroy? I'm sorry, I can't help but make it crack-ficish. Rated 'T' for language.


8. Chapter 8: Coffee

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Chapter 8:


Brian’s POV

I loved Marie, and I think she knew it. Only she was too nice to say.

I watched her grab two coffees at the small shop that was built into the store as I sat at a table waiting for her. We did this every day on duty -- on our 8:46 break, Marie would get us two free coffees from the man, Jeff, who would always watch Marie’s backside while I grabbed the table next to the window and got the 4 Splendas and a honey nut creamer. We would sit their and talk for 20 minutes, and Marie’s coffee would remain untouched.

She slumped down next to me and handed me the steaming cup.

“Got a few alarms today.” I stated, watching her as she stirred her coffee.

“Just some family. They kept coming back over and over again. Had some trouble with the big brother, but I have a feeling that he won’t be coming back for a while.” She smiled guiltily after stating the last comment.

“Hmm.” I said, furrowing my brow. “Well, they were cute, weren’t they?”

Brian.” she complained.

“Well, I sure seemed to think that 1st one was quite attractive… I bit mental, but very attractive…. I thought, you know, that he was kind of, well…-”

“Okay, yeah, he was a bit cute, but totally not my type.” she smiled softly at me and my heart skipped a beat.

I smiled back almost goofily.

“Don’t look know, but Jeff had been drooling over you ever since you got your coffees.” I changed the subject, wanting to steer as far away as possible from the awkward conversation we had before. And, of course, for an excuse to whisper and lean closer to her….

We talked about Jeff, which then lead off to my family, then to my aunt being in the hospital, until it was time to go back on our shift. The strange family never came back up.

Marie headed off to the storage room, while I went to Aisle Five to finish with the dog food she so unceremoniously left lying all over the floor, causing a barricade, so no one could get by.

I started hauling up the dog food when someone approached the aisle.

I stood up, my back hurting from hauling the first few bags when I saw one of the brothers staring at me from the start of the other side of the aisle.

“What the hell do you want?” I grunted.

He strolled over to where I was, only a couple of feet away from me. I didn’t recognize him as one of the other two I had saw earlier. He seemed to be the “Big Brother” Marie had mentioned.

“I’m hear to see Marie.” He said, looking down at me.

“Sorry, but she’s left. End of her shift. Even if she was here, she sure as hell wouldn’t want to see you.” I said rudely, making clear that his presence was not welcome.

“You’re lying.” He stated, not even flinching to the harshness in my voice.

“No, I’m not.” I bluffed. “Anyway, I heard about what you were doing. That’s harassment, sir, and it’s not permitted. I’ll call security if I have to.”

“There is no security.” He stated, catching me in my lie.

“There is a manager. And there’s me.” I said, drawing myself up to full height, though I still barely reached past his mouth.

“You think you can take me?” He laughed humorlessly. “She’s in the back room, isn’t she.” With that, he strode off over the bags of dog food.

“Wait!” I called after him, trying to help Marie, but he didn’t turn.

Damn it.

I rolled my eyes and said into the radio: “Marie, the Big Brother is back, and he’s coming to Storage.”