This is chapter 2. I am on Fall Break this week so I can update whenever I feel the need to. I hope you enjoy this chapter!
The ride was torture. Peyton kept whining about how he would miss his friends. I would miss mine more! He was seven, he could make friends wherever he wanted to! Me, that's another story. I'm not very social, and Carrie was my only friend back in California. Now we are on the border of Oregon and Washington. Dad and Christina were behind us.
"Annie, can I have a cookie please," Peyton said in his cute seven year old voice. "Of course," I replied.
That was the only conversation for the rest of the ride. Peyton was busy trying to make Ryland say his name. I was waiting on Carrie to call. She is very predictable when you get to know her. Not even a minute later my phone rang. " Hello?"
" Hey Annabella how's it going?" Carrie asked excitedly. I don't know why she's acting so happy. I'm her best friend and now we can't even see each other!
" It's great, Carrie. How are you?"
Then, I heard sobbing on the line.
" I really miss you! Josh and the others made fun of me today because I fell and spilled my lunch everywhere! But, I made a new friend! Her name is Caroline," she explained. She really can talk. I love her to death, but she can get annoying sometimes.
" Yeah, cool Carrie. Listen, I have to go we're here."
" I'll miss you." " Same."
I hung up and got out of the car. I got Ryland out and gave him to Christina. Peyton had been unusually quit. I looked in the car and he was nowhere to be found. " Shit," I mumbled.
Then, I saw a flash of blue going into the trees. I knew it was Peyton, so I put my long blonde hair in a ponytail and took off. I crashed through the trees and hit something hard.
" Oh my gosh! Are you okay?" a deep voiced asked.
" Fine."
He held his hand out to help me up. As soon as I touched his hand I felt something go between us. I heard him gasp, so I think he felt the same thing.
" Have you seen a little boy run through here?" I asked.
" Yeah he went this way."
I followed him through the forest and finally found Peyton. He was curled up in a ball and was crying. I picked him up and went to thank the boy, but I didn't catch his name. " Thanks…"
" Embry. Embry Call," he answered.
" Annabella Reynolds."
He nodded and I turned around and went home. It was dark when I got back so I put the younger kids to bed and went to my room. I looked out the window and saw a wolf looking back at me. I was already half asleep so I didn't see what it looked like.
My last thought before I went to sleep was, " Those eyes looked awfully familiar."
