Author's Note: Hiya. :) This is my first The Host story and I'm trying my best to make it as awesome as possible I do. If anyone has any ideas for this story on what I should write for the next chapter, please, please, please review about it because I'm terrible at being creative. I accept flames because I'm not much of a writer but I'm planning to be.. And I guess that's it.. I hope you like the first chapter.

And yes, I know. My title is horrible. Any title suggestions?

Disclaimer: Okay, I do not get the point of this because this is obviously a fan site where the FANS write their ideas of how the author's story should've gone. Oh well.. I guess I should write this.. because I don't really want to go to jail.. All rights unfortunately belong to Stephenie Meyer. I.. own nothing.


It was down pouring today and I watched from the entrance of the cave for the Jeep. There was no sign of it anywhere and I began to worry. Where were they? They as in Ian, my beloved Ian, Jared, and Melanie. I told Ian that he could go on the next raid that Jared was scheduling and I would be alright here by myself. He shouldn't be stuck here all the time. He needed to roam around and be free. So, I let him go with Jared and Melanie. They all left three days ago leaving me here with Jaime again and promised to be back by today at noon. But there was no sign of them.

My forehead began to crinkle in frustration and my mind began to race. What if they got captured? What if Ian got shot? What if someone died? These questions ran around through my head until I began to get a headache. I hope they bring back some aspirins.

The rain had started in the late morning and hadn't stopped. I checked my digital watch and it said 6:47 P.M. It was almost time for dinner. They should be here by now.. they should. Ian promised. And I trusted Ian to keep his promise.

I tried to keep my mind off of what was happening and stared at the little mechanism on my wrist. I smiled remembering when Jeb had first given it to me last year since I kept forgetting when to stop the oven in time. The results were some very over baked brownies. Kyle ran into the kitchen and began panicking when he smelled the smoke. Then he glared, and went back to whatever he was doing. Melanie stood by the entrance of the kitchen and smirked at me, while her Jared had his arms wrapped around her and chuckled. Ian too ran into the kitchen when he heard about all of the commotion. When he finally saw me wide eyed and in shock, he laughed at me and kissed me on the cheek when I flushed scarlet. Let's just say that I wasn't much of a cooker.

Immediately as I thought of Ian, and my mind switched and remembered what was currently happening again. I scanned the now very wet desert. Still nothing. I was about to run out there in my thin clothes when all of a sudden I heard Jaime.

"Wanda! Wanda, there you are! Jeb's looking for you. He said you should help get the food ready. Dinner's in five minutes." Jaime said to me. It was almost hard for me to look at him now. He had grown so much.. I miss looking at the little kid face on him. It's not like he still doesn't act like one, but his face now had grown to look like a young man's.

"Okay, alright, Jaime. Tell Jeb I'll be right down, okay?" I picked myself off of the floor that I was sitting on and began to walk down the halls. It was pretty impressive how I remembered the way through the halls now. I remembered the first time I was here and I needed to be escorted by Ian and Jeb. I had insisted on walking around by myself but they wouldn't let me until it had been three months that I had been here.

I walked into the kitchen and headed towards Lilly. I did my daily routine. Grabbed the gloves off of the counter. Slid them onto my puny hands. Opened the oven. Took the hot pan out of it. Shook the bread off of the pan and into the basket. Placed the basket onto the table. Set up the desks and tables. Grabbed the forks, knives, and spoons. Carefully placing them onto the table in front of each chair. I kept doing this until I ran out of eating utensils. This was as much as everyone wanted me to do. No one wanted me to do anything else because of my body and the weakness it came with it.

I sighed and sat down on the nearest chair.

"What's wrong, Wanda? You know they'll be here soon, so stop worrying." Jaime said as he sat next to me.

"I know, Jaime. It's just that.. it's been so long. They said by noon. And right now, it's noon." I said back to him.

"Well, Wanda.. you can't expect them to be here at exactly noon. Anyways, it's raining and so it may take them a bit longer." Great.. that really got me going. What if they got in a car crash?

Jaime seemed to have noticed my sudden alertness, and guilt crossed his face.

"Way to go, kid." Brandt said as he walked by and smacked Jaime in the back of the head with his right hand. He had a plate of spaghetti in his left hand as he sat down in the seat near us. Brandt earned a glare from Jaime.

"Don't worry about it, Wanda. They'll be back. Jared always brings them back together. Before and after you were here." Brandt said to me. And I guess I trusted Brandt. I sighed in relief and nodded.

"Come on, Wanda, let's get some food!" Jaime said. I followed Jaime back to the kitchen, took my plate and scooped up a bundle of spaghetti. Then I went to get the sauce. I hate peacefully, minding my own business while listening to Jaime ramble on about how boring Sharon's classes were. Occasionally I would let out an, "Uh, huh." or an "Oh really? That's nice." But finally when Jaime noticed I wasn't interested, he stopped talking.

After I had finished eating, I had excused myself to go to the washroom. I cleaned myself up and walked out, going straight to the entrance of the cave. Back to where I had started. I stood there waiting for Ian and the rest of them. I crossed my arms and sighed. Sitting back down next to the wet line that had separated me from the inside of the cave to the outside. The rain was still down pouring so since I was so close to the edge I would get a splatter of rain.

I sighed again and stared out. The sun was beginning to set and I checked the time once more. 8:33 P.M.

I heard a rustle from behind me but I didn't bother to turn around this time. I figured that it was Jaime coming to give me some left over dessert that I had missed out on. He sat down next to me and from my peripheral vision, the Jaime that sat down next to me had black hair and blue eyes. Ian?

I turned my head towards him, and was pretty surprised at the person sitting next to me.

"Kyle?" I said, confusion in my voice. I didn't know what to do. Happy that Kyle's sitting next to me and finally accepting me or afraid because this guy tried to kill me just a few months ago. I decided to go with happy. Well.. with a little bit of confusion in it.

"Hey, Wanda." Kyle said simply.

"Hi.." My voice was unsteady when I spoke up again.

"I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. Ian threatened to beat my ass with a metal bat if I did anyways," Kyle smirked, "like he can.."

I let out a nervous laugh before saying, "What are you doing here, Kyle?"

"I don't really know. I just wanted to talk to you about something." His eyes darted back and forth at the room behind him. He looked down and then refused to make eye contact with me.

"Like what?" I could hear the curiosity in my voice as I asked him that.

"Well.. Sunny's not talking to me. And now I don't know why. I mean okay, we kinda sped things up a bit. I mean, I didn't hurt her. I know I didn't. I asked her if it hurt every time single move I made. She had an amazing time, and I know that for sure. I just don't understand why she hasn't talked to me."

I was shocked beyond belief. I did not expect this coming from Kyle and I had no clue how to answer him.

"Uhm, uh, uh..." Was all I got and I saw Kyle smirk.

"What is this, Wanda? I thought you were the miracle worker here." He winked. Whoa. Back up.. did Kyle just wink at me? What has this world come to? I guess Sunny's kindness rubbed off of him.

"Did you use protection, Kyle?" I asked urgently.

"Yes, I did.. I made sure of that, too."

I sighed in relief, but then not knowing what to tell him next. "Kyle, I'll talk to her for you, later, okay? Just.. don't worry about it." Mirroring Brandt's words.

Kyle smiled and stood up from his position on the floor. "Gee.. thanks, Wanda. Never knew I would ever come to you for help but I guess I was wrong, haha." I smiled up at him, remembering what Ian had said before about Kyle finally admitting that he was wrong.

"Thanks, Kyle." I said, shortly.

"Yeah. Err.."

"Huh?"

"Sorry for.. uh.. trying to kill you.. a few months back.." My face softened when he said that.

"Thanks, Kyle," I repeated, "That means alot." He smiled again and this time he walked away. I sighed as I sat alone again by the entry way of the cave.

My head was filled with things. To wrap it all up, let's just say today was a really odd day. Kyle, talking to me, apologizing, and admitting his guilt was a big one. Not to mention the group not returning yet.

I was still worried. I felt my stomach churn in fear because of all of the things the Seekers could've done to them if they were captured. Especially Ian. My Ian. What could I do without him? He was practically my world. No pun intended.

I felt my eyes droop as another hour passed by. My face began to fall and I thought I was going to cry. The rain was still pouring and I just wanted it to stop. And Ian hasn't come home yet.

The green light on my watch said 9:34 P.M. Where were they?


Alright, okay, I'm sorry. I know this is terribly horrible. It's just that I felt like writing a story based on The Host and it's just that I have no clue about what! So.. anyone wanna help? I need ideas. I've got TWO one my mind and I am going to add them into my story, but I need more then too. So, if anyone has a brilliant idea for me to write about. Can you kindly put it into the review? Thanks! :)

The next update may take a bit of a long time to get here because I'm not a really committed writer.. I apologize. I just take my time with my work so they end up awesome for other people to read. Okiedokes! That's it.

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-BigCityDreamsx3