Chapter 1: The Meeting
Crystal
I had finally arrived at First Beach in La Push after a four hour drive. I looked at myself in the rearview mirror. My dark grey eyes had light circles under them because I got up early that morning so I could spend as much time as I could at the beach. My black hair was also a little bit of a mess but I brushed it really quick before I got out of my black Volkswagen Bug. As I looked around at the people who lived on the reservation, I felt like a ghost. Compared to the Quileute's russet skin, I was as pale as a ghost. Thank god it was sunny. I might be able to actually get a tan on this day. Considering it was Washington, it was surprisingly sunny. I walked around, mostly, but I also did some swimming. Although it was strange, I felt like I was supposed to be here. I'd been feeling tiny pulling sensations to this place for a while, but now that I was here the sensations were even stronger.
As the sun began to set I was walking on the edge of the forest on First Beach. I hadn't seen a single hot guy in this entire day, which I found interesting considering I was a magnet for creepy hot guys. Maybe that was nullified by what was pulling me here. Out of the corner of my eye I saw some teenage boys pushing someone like they were trying to get him to go some were. Even though I was far away I could tell they were just joking around so I wasn't worried. I eventually decided that I should start heading back to my bug, but on the way there I tripped over a root. I tried to pull my foot out but I realized it was pointless. Unless I had someone to help me, my foot was stuck under the root. I put my head onto my arms as I waited for someone to come and help me. I really hoped that no one would step on me because they didn't see me.
"Do you need some help," I jumped at the sound "it looks like you're stuck."
"Um, yeah, I do need some help." I said
"I'll pull up the root a little so you can get your foot out."
"OK."
I felt the pressure on my ankle disappear so I pulled my foot out with a wince. I tried to stand up, but I almost fell down again. The guy who helped me caught me as I began to fall.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just twisted my ankle."
I looked up at his face. He had russet skin so I guessed he was Quileute, he also had brown eyes and black short cropped hair. He was wearing long cargo shorts that went down to his knees and a greyish blue shirt with greyish red sleeves.
"I should probably help you to your car then, I'm Embry Call by the way."
"Thanks, and I'm Crystal Milena."
I realized he was the boy that I saw getting pushed earlier that day.
"So…how are we getting me to the car?"
"Well, I was thinking you could put your arm around my neck so I can help balance you, if that's alright with you at least."
"Yeah, that's fine with me, if it wasn't for you I would still be stuck so I owe you one."
"You don't owe me anything. I did it because I wanted to. Plus I'm a nice person, I couldn't just let you lay there."
I heard a cough behind Embry. Embry moved to the side and turned around. Another guy was standing there looking at Embry with an annoyed look.
"Dude, we're going to be late! What's taking so long anyway?" then he saw me "Oh."
"Yeah, yeah. I'll be right there, I'm just going to help her to the car then I'll be there, you can come with if you want so you know I won't ditch you to do it all by yourself again."
"Yeah, you bet I'll come with, if you ditch again Sam will kill us both." The guy said
"Yeah, I know…oh this is Crystal by the way, and Crystal, this is Paul." Embry said
"Nice to meet you Paul."
"Yeah, whatever, I'm just her to make sure Embry doesn't ditch the bonfire again."
We walked to the parking lot in silence and then I pulled Embry in the direction of my car, and like a puppy fallowing someone, Paul was right behind.
"Will you be able to drive?" Embry asked
"Yeah, I'll be fine. I just won't be able to get back to where I live, I'll have to find a hotel."
"Why won't you be able to get home?"
"I was planning on just coming here for today, I go to a high school in Seattle, I'm a senior. My parents live in Colorado. I transferred here from Colorado. I live with one of my friends but I'm getting ready to move out as soon as I graduate, but at least I'm on spring break so I won't have to worry about missing school."
"Do you want my cell phone number in case you need anything?"
"Yeah, that'll be good, I'll give you mine to."
After we exchanged phone numbers, Embry went with Paul to where ever they were going and I went to a hotel.
