I started out with Collin and Brady in the cafeteria talking about pack business.
Stephenie Meyer owns the pack!
Thank you for reading!
CPOV
"It's not fair," Brady complained, picking at the bagel in front of him. I shrugged.
"Their only looking out for us I guess," The people in hearing distance glanced at me then turned away when they met my gaze.
"Sure, but what about Seth," Seth was only a year older than us and he got to be in all the action while we stayed back and protected the tribe. Even though there was nothing to protect it from.
I shrugged. "Whatever, we'll get some action soon enough,"
"That's what you say now, but-" Brady didn't get to finish. I heard the air stir before I heard the crash. Brady and I stood up automatically. From the corner of my eye, I saw Seth stand too. I glanced at Brady he nodded and we started to weave our way through the pack of students who had gone to see what had happened. Brady got there before me and was already helping someone up from the floor. There was salad in her hair and sauce was splattered all over her shirt.
"Are you OK," I asked. Being part of the pack, it was my job to protect the tribe, no mater how small the incident.
She glanced at me then at Brady. She jerked her arm from Brady and ran for the door. I took a hesitant step after her. I looked back at the spectators. Everyone was staring at the doors, just like I was. Slowly the crowd dispersed and Brady and I were standing alone. I glanced at the mess on the floor, thinking of the janitor's expression when he saw it.
"Don't worry I've got it, you go check on her," I nodded and headed for the door. I searched the hallways for at least five minutes and couldn't find her. I paused in front of the bathroom doors, afraid she might have gone in. Suddenly I heard a stifled sob from behind me. I went straight for the janitors closet, not really sure if she was there, but something was and it was pulling me toward it. I opened the door slowly and turned the on the light. Big brown eyes stared up at me from behind a mop.
"Are you OK?" I asked again. She glared at me.
"Why do you care," Her voice was shaky, but angry at the same time.
I shrugged.
"I don't know, you seemed pretty upset," Her eyes narrowed.
"Of course I'm upset, I arrive at a new place and make a complete fool of myself the second day," She sighed and turned away from me. I leaned against the opposite wall and closed the door. She glanced up at me then away.
"You're new here," It was funny; I hadn't noticed her until ten minutes ago.
She snorted, still not looking at me.
"Of course I am do I look familiar to you?" She looked at me again, her eyes dancing. Strange, wasn't she mad just a second ago?
What was even weirder was that she did look familiar; though I was sure I had never met her before.
"No, I guess not. I'm Collin," She stared at my outstretched hand like it was poisonous.
Timidly she put her hand in mine.
"Alexys," she said, pulling her hand back quickly. I pulled my hand back to and smiled.
"Welcome to La Push Alexys," The bell rang then. My hand went to open the door. Alexys simply turned to look up at the ceiling. "Aren't you going to class," I asked, concerned.
She shook her head. "No, I think I might go home," She answered still staring at the ceiling.
"It's the last class of the day," I protested. I didn't really care if she skipped class. It was the thought of her walking home alone in the rain that made me hesitant.
Alexys glanced at me. "Exactly," I still hadn't opened the door; Brady would be looking for me soon.
"Should I walk you home then?" Alexys stared at me, her eyes wide.
"Sure, so you could give my mom a heart attack? I'll pass, but thanks," She got up and slipped past me to open the door. I followed her out. She turned on me right outside the front door.
"Aren't you going to class," She asked mockingly.
I shrugged. "Yeah," She waited. I sighed then turned. I waited for two minutes before I went back to follow her.
I would just follow her until she was safely at home. I opened the door slowly and walked right into Alexys.
She smiled. "I knew you would follow me," She whispered. I frowned.
"You couldn't have known that," I whispered back. "Why are we whispering," I asked.
Alexys glanced around her before taking my hand and leading me across the parking lot and across the street. She continued down the street then into an alleyway.
"What are you doing," I asked pulling my and away from her. She laughed.
"I'm sneaking out, this is probably all the time I'll have away from my annoying mom," she rolled her eyes and skipped back down the street. I followed her unconsciously.
"Who are you," I asked suddenly. She stopped and whirled to stare at me, her eyes wide, faking innocence if you ask me.
"I'm Alexys," she said simply, begging me with her eyes to believe her. I frowned. Why wouldn't I believe her? She smiled suddenly and went back to walking down the street. "And this is the only time I'll be able to sight see without parent supervision," I was still following her, for some weird reason. If it was someone else I would have called her parents and had her taken home. But there was something about Alexys (if that was even her name) she intrigued me.
"What do you mean," I was still confused.
"Fine, my name is Alexys Clark," she paused, looking at me as if she expected me to recognize her. I stared at her blankly. She sighed and continued talking. "My mom and I just moved to Forks. My mom is an actress; you know she's in movies. Usually romantic comedies, that sorta thing," Alexys waved her hand dismissively. "She was supposed to be here to research a new role, but she fell in love with the town and now we're staying here. I couldn't go to the high school in Forks, because mom was afraid someone would recognize me. She said that nobody would know me here and apparently, she was right," Alexys glared at me.
"So you're famous, but you don't want anyone to know," I said jogging to keep up with Alexys' swift pace.
She shrugged.
"When you're famous you can't tell who your real friends are. Usually people want to hang with you cause of your money," She glanced at me then looked away.
She stopped outside of the reservation's small shop. Alexys opened the door and stepped in. I hesitated then followed her.
"Collin," I glanced up at Quil, then at my shoes. "Shouldn't you be in school?"
"Collin? Is this your dad?" I stared at Alexys.
Quil laughed. "No, who are you," Alexys' eyes narrowed.
"Well hello to you too," She said frostily. "My name is none of your business," I sighed.
"Oh, look who has attitude. What're you thirteen," Quil retorted.
"Fourteen and we have to go," I said quickly grabbing Alexys' arm. She shook it off, glaring at Quil.
"What're you thirty? Don't you have anything better to do? Or is harassing teenagers your job?" Mine and Quils eyes narrowed at the same time.
"For your information, I happen to be no older-" I clamped my hand over Quil's mouth before he could say anything else.
Alexys glared at both of us before cracking up. I smiled in relief and released Quil. He still looked pretty mad.
"We have to go, school's almost out and you have to get home," I glared at Alexys. She shrugged.
"Sure, bye Quil," She drew out his name. Quil's mouth popped open. Alexys was still laughing as I dragged her out of the shop.
"How did you know his name?" I asked when I was sure Quil wouldn't come charging out of the store.
Alexys chuckled.
"He was wearing a name tag," She laughed again. I smiled. I was going to be in a lot of trouble when I got home.
"Okay, I'm supposed to walk from here," Alexys stopped on the corner of the street. I frowned.
"By yourself?" She shrugged.
"Sure, I did yesterday," Alexys glanced at the sky and back at me.
"Are you sure you don't want me to walk you home," I asked, truly worried.
Alexys scrutinized my expression before answering.
She sighed. "Fine, but you can't come in," she warned. I nodded, relieved.
"Let's go then," Alexys took off at a jog in the direction of her house. I followed, like an obedient dog. In the corner of my mind I wondered why I was so attached to this girl. Then I shrugged, it didn't matter now, I'd worry about that later.