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Tara's POV
"Embry! Wake up!! Now!" I shoved his sleeping form, which is not an easy thing to do. It was like trying to push over a boulder. I repeat, not simple.
Looking at him I sighed and smiled. His face was so adorable, he was pouting in his sleep. His bottom lip was pushed out further then his top one and it was enough to make me silently do an 'awww', complete with facial expression.
But now was not the time for cute, not when my father is calling my name and he doesn't know Embry stayed the night, or any night for that matter.
I am going to be in so much shit if they see him, in my bed, sleeping with his arms wrapped around me. Parents tend to jump to conclusions in a situation like that, even though nothing but sleeping happened.
"Embry!" I whisper yelled in his face poking his nose but still he didn't wake up. His eye lids did flutter but that was followed by another soft snore. He better wake up soon because I know that I don't snore so the noises coming from his open mouth are giving him away!
I was lying on my side facing him and his arms were wrapped tightly around my back making my idea of moving really hard. This was the first time we had run into this little problem.
He started doing this sleeping over thing about two weeks ago. We never slept at his place since my parents would notice my random disappearance but he lives with Quil, so no issue about him not being there during night hours. Quil said he would rather have us at my place incase we got a little carried away. Apparently hearing and/or seeing that under his roof would be kinda scaring.
Back to the problem at hand, I can laugh at Quil anytime. I have two ideas that I knew for a fact would work in solving the 'my boyfriend sleeps like he is dead' issue.
The first one was slightly dangerous. All I had to do was act all I was in danger… Only issue with that being the he would freak and god knows what random actions would ensue after that.
My second plan was full proof. All I had to do was pull a sleeping beauty. Kiss him so he wakes up! I knew Disney had some purpose besides entertaining the small children of todays down hill society.
Ignoring my morning breath I moved closer so I could place my lips on his. Like magic he was awake, kissing me back. Maybe moving was a bad idea after all…
"TARA!? Are you in there? I am coming in if you don't answer this door!" My father's voice shouted though my locked door.
Embry jumped when he heard the stern tone, "oh shit!" He muttered while unwrapping his arms and getting up.
"My sentiments exactly." I smiled in return and pointed to the window with raised eyebrows. He was a werewolf, jumping out a window wouldn't hurt him, plus that was the way he came in.
Grabbing his jacket he kissed me quickly before diving out my second story window, I have to say, it was funny to watch. The second he was no longer in sight I did my best to look tired and opened the door.
"W-… what do you want dad?" I yawned while trying to say the first word, making my fake tired look more real.
His expression of worry and suspicion disappeared all together, "Just wanted to wake you up honey." He grabbed me into a hug, peering over my head and let me go before walking down the stairs, "Breakfast is on the table, will Embry be joining us this morning?"
Embry began making his presence permanent at our breakfast table a month ago, after he got sick from Quil's attempts at cooking. You'd think that with all the eating those two do, they would at least know how to cook a simple meal. Quil proved they don't though, food poisoning from plain scrambled eggs – that right there takes some talent.
I shook my head 'no' to my father, happy to see my father had finally come to terms with Embry being around so much.
At first, he disliked Embry with a passion. Kept saying that the boy was not to be trusted and always seemed to watch his every move. As time went on though I saw my father soften, and every time Embry was over he got better.
I have a feeling this was due to my mother though, she loved Embry. Always telling him how happy she is that he found me and that he was funny, charming and caring.
I remember when she told me that she was so happy for me, because she watched us together, the way we moved. She explained that to her it seemed as if every move I made, he was already expecting and everything he said to me was filled with love and respect.
But I have a strong feeling that if my parents caught Embry sleeping over… well he might go missing for some time…
"Tara!" Dillon's voice shot though my day dream, causing it to crumple into the kitchen scene before me.
"Ummm… yea?" I asked, still in a dazed state of mind. It's early.
"I'll just get you some coffee." Danielle muttered as she walked past me to the counter. I looked down and noticed I was sitting at the breakfast table. When did that happen?
"Earth to Tara?" Travis' hand waved in front of my face. Did I zone out again? Damn.
"Huh?" My response was slow and uncertain. Travis watched my movements with a concerned and suspicious expression. "I'll just get myself some food then, everyone can stop staring."
I stood from my chair – when the hell did I sit my ass down in that? - And walked past Danielle to the bread box to retrieve some unmade toast.
"Has anyone checked the mail for acceptance letters yet?" Danielle asked while she poured the streaming coffee into six mugs.
"Nope, and Danny, we only need five." Dillon responded with a despondent undertone.
"Oh, yeah," she looked down at the six mugs.
Maddy left two weeks ago. None of us were used to her absence; we haven't been apart since we were two. The house is so quiet now, her laughter no longer echoes though the halls, no more random paint splatters in the bathroom and no more dancing figure running in front of the TV.
She was coming back, we all knew that but she would only leave again. We miss her.
Danielle plastered a smile on her face and handed me my dose of morning magic. Coffee is a miracle in liquid form, stuff makes my life. Grabbing my toast from the toaster I buttered both pieces, the scrapping did nothing for the silence that had fallen over the kitchen.
"Okay, let's cheer up already!" Danielle complained from her sit at the table. Smiling at her I took my food and coffee to the table.
"Fine, but I am going to get the mail from the front table." Travis replied in his usual sullen tone, he is not a morning person by any means.
The four of us just sat there and sipped hot coffee in silence. His heavy foot steps ran across the kitchen floor straight to my chair. Arms wrapped around my waist, lifting me from my chair to spin me around.
I screamed in surprise and clung to the hands that were resting on my stomach. The cool tile felt safe under my feet as they set me down. Whipping around with a glare in place to see who had the guts to do that this early.
Travis smiled back at me with a strange and unusual grin stretching his face. I eased out of my glare and raised an eyebrow in question.
He thrust a letter into my hands and motioned for me to read the content. Not wanting to destroy his curiously bizarre mood I look at the paper in my hand. The brown envelope had been thrown open with haste but the white paper peeking out was crisp and fresh.
Drawing a deep breath in though my nose I beat down my irritated side and grasp the edge of the document in my fingers. Pulling it out I carefully enfolded it with precise motion, making this as slow as possible.
Clearing my throat I began to read aloud the small print,
Dear Ms. Flynn
We are proud to announce that you have been accepted to Julliard's school of fine arts in the vocal and composing fields.
Your talent is beyond some one of your age and we are excited to have the chance to harness and train that talent. We offer you a full paid scholarship in return for your presence…
My voice trailed off as my shoulders slumped and my brain soaked in the words.
Julliard want me?
I suddenly felt trapped within my own thoughts. Locked away from my emotions and my reactions. The noise around me reminded me of a slow motion shot, people jumping and screaming but no sound reached me.
I was gathered into many hugs and but I felt numb. Julliard?
New York?
Another State?
The lock clamped down tighter. I clenched my jaw and tensed my body, trying to release the bolt that had me disconnected from my own thoughts. It refused to budge and let me feel.
My heart raced with an unknown emotion. Trying once more to let myself in and I gave up only realizing why it was locked.
I refused to let myself consider this rationally because that meant leaving things behind. One tall strong werewolf in particular seemed like too high of a price to pay.
Shaking my head I pulled it together and drove back into the loud excited kitchen. My whole family was shouting, jumping and hugging. Making myself smile I hugged them back but I couldn't scream with them so I watched them bath in their excitement.
They all calmed down after awhile and left for work and school.
The tile was hard but calming as I sat alone in the quiet house. Rubbing my forehead I waited for Embry to come. I wanted to share my news but how could I when I knew what he would say?
Embry would tell me to go, no hesitant and consideration of his feelings.
I was doing this for him, hiding this stupid letter and all the school stuff that came along with it. No one would tell him until I was sure, until I knew where I was going to be next year.
I would tell them today that this was not to be mentioned in front of Embry, ever. I would explain to him when the day came but for now, he was better left in the dark.
Sometimes the truth hurts more then any lie ever could.
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