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"Chris, I've got closing tonight. Will you still be able to bring me home?" I asked the blonde boy sitting across from me.
He nodded his head. "Of course, babe."
"I know you were planning to have a "date" with mindless bimbo number four tonight. I just wanted to make sure." I told him.
He grinned widely before leaning over the table to whisper. "I heard she's not that good anyway. Probably be a quickie."
I scoffed and rolled my eyes. "Pig!" I put my arm out and shoved his face away from me. "What's the longest relationship you've ever had with someone, Chris? Two days?" I asked.
He laughed and leaned back in his seat. "Aw, come on Hales. You've got to give me more credit than that. You and I lasted three months and sixteen days." He said.
I shook my head in disbelief. "How the hell did you remember that?"
He smiled and propped his elbows up on the table. "Cause I was in love with you."
I just shook my head and leaned back in my seat. "Okay, whatever. On a less awkward note, what are we gonna do tomorrow?" Chris was the one who made all of our plans. He left me in charge once and he hated it, so, I'm not allowed anymore.
His smile became even wider and his gray eyes lit up in excitement. I couldn't help but smile back. He's always smiling and laughing, it's contagious. "There's this big bonfire going on down in La Push that my bud, Quil invited me to. So, we're gonna go down to the beach and get shit faced!"
I frowned at him. Whenever his plan was to "get shit faced", that's exactly what he did, but then I was the one left with babysitting duty. "I'm tired of babysitting your drunk, ass Chris." I whined.
"You wouldn't be if you got shit faced too, you know?" He smirked.
"One of us has to be the responsible one, and it's never you." I scowled at him to get my point across. A lot of good that did, he only laughed.
"We'll go down and have fun. If I get too out of hand or anything, leave my ass there. I'll find a way back and won't hold it against you. I promise. I'll probably be pissed as hell that moment, but when I'm sober, I'll remember." He laughed and I knew that was our plan.
"Alright." I sighed giving in.
He hopped up out of his seat and winked at me. "Great, now let's get these last two classes over with. It's Friday and I'm gonna get laid!" He yelled for the whole world to hear. I turned in my seat and punched him in the gut.
He groaned and doubled over holding his stomach. I stood up next to him and shoved his head. "Don't shout things like that! It's embarrassing." I mumbled the last part.
He thought it was funny and stood up laughing. Nothing gets him down. With a big grin on his face he wrapped his arm around me and started walking us to math.
It's so weird that we are so close. I guess it all started when I moved here my freshman year. Chris was assigned to show me around, or well he was supposed to be in detention. The principal said he'd let him off if he showed me around. So, of course, he agreed. Throughout the first fifteen minutes of his tour he kept hitting on me. I just ignored him and tried to remember the way around. I didn't say a single word to the guy. There was just no need for me to talk, he said enough for the both of us.
So after those long fifteen minutes I think he started to get frustrated. He stopped in the middle of the hall with a serious look on his face. Then he asked the question that started our friendship. "Are you mute?"
He said it with such seriousness that I busted out laughing and couldn't stop, He watch me with a confused look before grinning himself. "I'll take that as a 'no'."
I finally stopped laughing and looked up to the guy. "No, I'm not. I'm just not all that talkative, and to be quite honest. You made me feel a little uncomfortable with your, um. You're advances?" I questions.
This time he was the one to start laughing. And that's how we became friends.
Three months later we started dating. All these people were like, "What the hell?!" I couldn't really blame them though. Chris was pretty popular and he was a well known ladies man, one who "got with" a lot of really pretty girls and would switch every week. So when out of nowhere he starts dating, and really dating, plain ol' me, needless to say, people were confused.
Apparently he liked me for me. And he still must since here we are, two years later, best friends. Our relationship may have only lasted three months and sixteen days according to Chris, but our friendship is still going strong.
"Call me when your shift's done." Chris told me as he pulled up to the little diner in the middle of Forks.
"Will do." I answered as I leaned between the seats to toss my bag into the backseat. I pulled back and gave Chris a kiss on the cheek before hopping out of the car and shutting the door.
He rolled down the window and leaned across the seat. "Later babe!"
I waved him off and walked into the diner.
I went straight to the back and there was my boss, Carmen. She is a kind, old, lady who took me under her wing when I need a job. She's like the grandma I've never had. I even have the privilege to call her grandma.
"Hey Grandma C. You ready for your big date tonight?" I teased the woman as I clocked in and tied the apron around my waist.
She turned and frowned at me with a light blush. "Oh you hush. Michael's just taking me out to dinner."
"Sounds like a date to me Grams." I smirked taking the plate the cook, Pete, put on the counter. I brought it out to table three and came back. "Dinner, alone, at a restaurant? Definitely a date." I smiled and Grandma C blushed again.
"Hush child." She ordered and I laughed at her.
"Alright. But when Mr. Wilkes makes a move on you I get to say I told you so!" I said turning around to go take an order.
I heard her gasp from behind me. "Haley Penn!" She scolded and I ignored her walking out of the kitchen.
I walked into the already crowded bar and took a seat at the counter. Looking around I searched for the girl that I would be taking home with me.
Yeah, I know. I sound like a cocky ass, but damn, if you looked like me, you would too.
I didn't find one yet, but it's still early. I turned my stool around and looked for the bartender. I sent him a look and he gave me a nod before making his way over. "What can I get you?"
"Whatever you've got on tap" I said over the music. I pulled out a five and slid it across the counter.
"Make that two." A feminine voice said to my right. I looked over and saw a curvy, black haired, long legged woman sitting beside me. She'd definitely do,
"Yeah, make that two." I said sliding the man another five, before turning back to the woman beside me.
She smirked before holding out her hand daintily. "I'm Karly."
I took her small hand into mine and gave it a light squeeze. "Paul."
Smiling she pulled her hand away as our beers arrived. She lightly picked up the cup and sipped it just as daintily. Just as I expected.
As we both slowly drank our beers we talked about little non important things. I figured out she lives in La Push, like me. She's a junior in college. She hates sports, which I love. See just little not important facts. I also realized in that short time that she was very outgoing.
When I was halfway through my second beer she let out a loud sigh and leaned closer to me sliding her hand down my arm and to the inside of my thigh. I raised an eyebrow at her as I took a drink of my beer. "Do you wanna get out of here?" She purred into my ear.
I smirked and looked over at her. "Sure. I'll meet you outside."
She smirked as well before standing up and gracefully walking out of the room. I watched those long legs of hers until they were completely out of sight. I smiled to myself before picking up my beer and finishing it off.
I stood up and stretched walking to the door. I pulled out my cell phone along the way and dialed a number. "Hey Jared?" I paused. "I need you to pick up my truck."
"I told you that it was a date!" I told the blushing woman in front of me. I chuckled to myself as I wiped down the tables.
She followed me around the room. "Oh hush Haley. He asked me to go again." She said blushing brighter.
Oh, she was just the cutest old woman. "I hope you said yes, you little tease." I joked.
"Haley!" She shouted embarrassed. "And yes, I did say that I'd go out with him again." She smiled happily. "I'm going to go home Haley. Are you sure you got it?" She asked looking around.
"Of course Grandma C. Go home." I smiled and gave her a light push in the direction of the door. "Now go so I can lock the door."
She laughed and walked out of the door. "Goodnight Haley."
I stood in the doorway and gave her a little wave. "Goodnight Grandma C." I waited for her to get into her car before closing the door and locking it.
The cleaning was all done in about forty minutes and it was a little after eleven when I had finally finished. Hope Chris won't be mad.
I walked out the back door and locked it. Then I pulled out my cell phone and hit speed dial one. After three rings he picked up. "You ready?" He asked.
"Yeah." I heard him shuffle around a bit. "You're not busy are you? I'll find another ride." I told him.
"No. No I'm not." He must have tried to cover the speaker so I wouldn't hear what he was saying but I could still hear, it was just a little muffled. 'You need to go." He told someone. Must be mindless bimbo number four
. Then I heard more shuffling around and a girl's voice, "It's that short girl, huh?"
There was no answer that I hear, but then I heard what I think was a door slam shut. "Okay, I'll be there in five." Chris said into the speaker before hanging up.
I put my phone back in my pocket and wrapped my arms around myself for warmth. It was starting to get colder, Halloween was in a week.
Sure enough, five minutes later Chris was pulling up next to me. I opened the door and climbed in going straight for the heater, but it was already on full blast. I looked over to Chris and he was smiling.
"After all these nights I finally noticed you're freezing when I pick you up." He said.
I laughed and buckled up. I pulled my knees up to my chin and wrapped my arms around them getting comfortable.
Chris looked over at me before pulling out of the parking lot. On the drive we just talked about everything. Or well, he talked. He was telling me about this bonfire that we were going to tomorrow. He was so stoked. Then he started going off on his "bud", Quil. Saying that he is really cool and that I'd love him, along with the rest of the guys, whoever they were.
When we pulled up to my house it was quarter to twelve. "Goodnight Chris." I leaned over the seat and hugged him. I pulled away and he kissed my nose. I scrunched up my face and shoved him away. That always made me feel like a little kid, or a dog.
He laughed and pulled me close again. This time he kissed the top of my head. "Better?" He asked and I nodded. I reached into the back and grabbed my bag before hopping out and shutting the door. He rolled down the window. "I'll be here at seven. Make yourself look beautiful." I rolled my eyes and turned around. "Night babe, love you." He called and I waved him off walking into the house.
Our house only has one rule, "check the message board". I walked in, took off my shoes, and then looked at the board on the wall. On it was my sister's handwriting, "Brought someone home" with a winking smiley face next to it. I erased the message rolling my eyes.
I was used to this by now. My sister likes to have fun and sleep around. She's always bringing guys back from clubs, bars, or wherever the heck she finds them.
I went up the stairs and put my bag away. I heard movement across the hall in my sister's room and mentally gagged. It's gotten worse since she turned twenty one. I grabbed my I pod off my bedside table and went back down stairs. I went to the kitchen and got myself a bowl of ice cream.
After putting the ice cream tub back in the freezer I hear a groan from upstairs and instantly plugged in my headphones. I took a seat at the table and slowly ate my ice cream listening to some Three Days Grace.
I must have been there longer than I thought because a huge, muscled, tan guy came down the stairs clad in only a pair of jeans. I rolled my eyes and pulled out my head phones knowing that they were done.
The guy pulled on his shit and slipped on his shoes at the door. He reached out and tried to pull the door open. He kept trying all these different ways and checking the locks. It was hard not to laugh.
I decided to give the guy a break. "Jiggle the door knob." I told him before going back to eating my now melted ice cream.
After a minute of not hearing anything I looked back up to him and he was looking at me. As soon as his eyes caught mine he gave me the weirdest look I have ever seen in my life, then his eyebrows scrunched together and- "Ah shit." He cursed.
Karly and I had just gotten done. I rolled over and took in a few deep breaths. She looked over at me then kissed me lightly on the lips. "Thanks."
I gave her a confused look. "For what?"
She smirked and stood up with the sheet wrapped around her and started tossing my clothes at me. "Okay, thanks again. You can leave now." She said with a smile on her face.
Damn. This chick plays the same game, I smirked and shook my head. There was no complaining from me as I pulled on my boxers and jeans before walking out the bedroom door.
Almost as soon as the door shut it was opened again. "Be quiet." Karly whispered pointing at the door across from hers. I nodded and quietly walked down the stairs.
Well that was different. I pulled on my shirt as I walked to the house door. There I put on my shoes and tried to open the door, but I couldn't. I turned it both ways, checked the lock, pulled, pushed. Nothing. I could just pull it off, but I don't think Karly'd be too happy about that.
"Jiggle the door knob." A quiet voice said from behind me.
I turned around and saw a small teenager sitting at the kitchen table looking down at a bowl. When I saw her I got this weird ass feeling inside me and my stomach got all warm and my body began to tingle. Then she looked up and my eyes met her blue ones. Everything else was gone, there was only her, she was all I could see. That's when I knew, I imprinted. "Ah, shit."
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