Since my school had a 7 hour lockdown today, I decided to update my stories! thank you so much to my one reviewer taylor.x3 and one alerter ducky93, you guys da bomb =) so I'm not sure if anyone really likes this, and I know I take forever to update but whether people read it or not, slowly but surely I will continue aha. Here you go, I hope you like it, review =)
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I went back to school on Monday, still wishing it were the weekend. It's not that I hate school, It's just I wish I could redo the whole experience. When my mom died, I was in first grade. Ever since then, I guess I just kept to myself the best I could. I remember going back to school after I moved in with Aunt Emily and everyone was treating me different. The teachers all talked to me with more sympathy and if I was ever missing work, they didn't seem to care and would tell me to take my time getting it done. And they must have said something to the kids, or their parents did, because they would always say things like, "I heard she doesn't have a mommy anymore", or "my momma said she has to live with her aunty now cause her mommy isn't here" things like that, that would just upset me more.
So, naturally I did what any 6 year old would do, I cried. I would cry for days and tell Emily I hated school so much and I never wanted to go back. She used to tell me that it would get better and I just have to make some new friends that want to play with me, but I didn't want to. When I would come home this upset, Quil would usually be more upset then me. He'd demand to know who was making me cry and would always call their parents and let them know. I got mad at first, but eventually got used to him always being super over protective.
Eventually I got over the kids talking about me, but it was still hard. Nowadays I usually just go to my classes and count down the minutes until the days over. It's probably why I have such good grades. If you actually do the work and pay attention, it's really not that hard.
So here I am, trudging through the week, it's a Friday afternoon, with only one more class to go. I take psychology as an elective and get to have it as my last class. My teacher, Mr. Bowes' wife just had a baby and he's the football coach, so naturally we sit there and do nothing all class. I mean, he doesn't even give us busy work to do while he sits in the back of the class ruffling through papers. I usually try and get all of my homework done then so when I get home I don't even have to think about it.
This is an all sophomore class so I know everyone in it and most of them are good friends with each other. I sit at a table with a few kids that I am pretty friendly with, and when ever they need help with homework or something, they'll always ask me, typical. But whenever their making plans for the weekend or talking about a party coming up, they do always invite me. Probably because they know I will say no, but still, it's the thought I guess.
Today, they were talking about some huge party Andrea Simy was throwing. She's the typical rich girl of La Push, but I guess she's nice enough. From what I have heard so far is her parents are going out of town for the weekend and said she could have some friends over if she wanted to, and coincidentally stocked their fridge with food, drinks, and alcohol before leaving. She's always been known to throw great parties, not that I have ever been to one, but I guess she wants this one to be epic; like the whole school has to be there, where you know her or not. Class was almost over and everyone was lining up at the door to leave. Thank god this week is almost over. The bell rang and everyone bolted through the doors, me leading the way. I practically ran to my locker, throwing my books in once I got there. Just as I was putting my lock back on I heard someone calling my name.
Will Hughes was making his way through the crowd, walking towards me. He's one of the boys I sit with in psychology, but never really see him out side of class.
"Claire! Hey good, I thought I missed you. We forgot to ask if you were going to Emily's tonight?" he asked, while leaning back against the lockers. To say he wasn't one of the high school heart throbs would be a lie. At 6 feet, with ear length brown hair, and green eyes, a toned sports body, tanned skin, and great smile, he had girls of all ages ogling after him. Obviously I thought he was cute, but nothing compared to Quil, and it's that crush that keeps me from mega swooning whenever Will talks to me. Other girls in the hall way were sending me death glare daggers, but I don't care, they know nothing would ever go on between us.
"Yeah I think I might pass, I have a big family dinner every Friday night, so I doubt that I would be able to come." I said truthfully.
"Come on Claire you never come! Your dinner can't take that long" he said with a smirk.
"Well it's like a dinner and then everyone stays and hangout for the rest of the night and-"I started saying but he cut me off.
"And if you have one of these parties ever Friday night, I think you can miss one." He said.
"I don't know" I said. Truthfully, it would be cool to go to one of these parties I always here about, but I know that I probably wouldn't be allowed to go. And if I was allowed, someone would probably have to come with me or I would have to agree to let them patrol while I was there.
"Please, I want you to come. It'll be really fun!" he tilted his head to side waiting for an answer but I didn't know what to say. So he spoke first, "How about I make you a deal, you stay and eat dinner, and then I myself will personally pick you up at about 8 ish. I am giving Alyssa a ride too and she lives near you so you're not out of the way or anything. And that way I can reassure your whole family everything will be ok."
I thought about it for a few seconds and decided sure, why not. "Alright, but just warning you, they may say no, and well, there's no fighting with them really when they make up there mind." Good luck to him.
"Alright it's a date! And don't worry about it C, I can handle myself." he wink at me and started walking away. When he was just far enough away he turned back around and waved, then walked out the door. I could feel my cheeks burning red as everyone in the hallway was looking at me with either confusion or envy.
I quickly finished locking my locker, and darted for the door. I felt like I was making the walk of shame all the way to Embry's car. I could feel everyone's eyes on me and was pretty sure a hole was being burned through my head. I'm pretty sure I couldn't get into his car any faster and when I realized we still weren't moving I looked over at a very puzzled Embry.
"Please go." I said while sinking into my seat. He shook his head but still started up the car. He didn't say anything while we peeled out of the parking lot, and he didn't say anything for most of the drive either, which is very un-Embry like. But I must have thought too soon because eventually he spoke up.
"So, how was your day at school?" he said, side glancing at me.
"Fine."
"Fine, huh ok, well excited about the weekend?"
"Yup."
"OK, well anything you want to say?"
"Not really." And he didn't say anything after that. Not until we pulled onto our street did he pull onto the side of the road. He put the car in park, and turned to look at me.
"Claire, if something's wrong, you know you can tell me." He said genuinely concerned. Ugh, what the heck, I guess if I'm going to have to tell everyone, Embry should be the easiest.
"Well I was thinking of going out tonight" I said, extremely vaguely. And he laughed.
"Are you this worked up about going out with friends? Claire, you're a kid, you should go out with other kids" he said.
"I was going to go right after dinner though, so I wouldn't be able to do our weekly scrabble game." I said, almost making excuses to not go. I mean, when will first ask me to go, I figured it was the same way he'd always asked me, but then he through in the it's a date! And wink factor, and now I'm completely freaking out. Not only do I not date, I don't have friends either. This night will most likely be awkward and awful.
Embry must have realized this wasn't life threatening so he pulled the car back onto the road, continuing to my house. "Claire, don't worry about the game, we'll understand. I'll even drop you off at your friends if you want" glancing over at me. Well, I might as well give him the rest of it.
"Um, not its fine, someone was going to pick me up" I said looking to my lap.
"Oh, ok, who is it? Do we know her?" he asked. Shit.
"Um you may know him. His mom works at the gift shop down by first beach." I said still not looking up.
"A BOY'S PICKING YOU UP?" he said panickley looking over at me.
"Yes" and the car to came to an abrupt stop. I had to throw my hands out to stop me from smacking against the dash board. I looked up at Embry and saw that his face was panic stricken and lost all its color. "What did you do that for?" I basically yelled at him.
"Claire, please explain to me everything going on tonight." Embry said this really slowly with gripping the steering wheel in an iron lock. I knew that I would have to tell them all eventually, so I just told him everything that had happened.
"So there's this girl Andrea and she's having this super epic party tonight and everyone's going to be there. And in psychology the kids I sit with always ask me to hangout on weekends but I never say yes. So I figured this weekend they were just not going to say anything since by the end of class they didn't ask. But after class, one of the kids Will caught up with me and invited me to go and I said maybe and he said he'd pick me up at 8ish. Then he waked away, turned and winked and said it's a date!" I sucked in a huge breathe since I tried saying that as quickly as I could. Embry's knuckles were white against the steering wheel and his arms had the slightest quiver to them. And without me even noticing his action, he flew the car into drive and kept going down the road.
"Embry? Can you say something? Please, why are you upset?" I asked, why is he freaking out?
No response.
"Em what the hells the matter with you? You told me to tell you everything so I did; I think you owe it to me to say something back!" now I was a little ticked off because he was ignoring me. He had to of know that was really embarrassing to have to tell big ol' uncle Em, so why is he acting like this. We pulled down the drive way and Embry put the car into pack in his usual spot. He swung his down open but before he got out I grabbed his arm. He looked down at my hand for a few seconds then met my face. It had softened since a few minutes ago and now he just looked worried.
"You need to talk to Quil" he said, and pulled back from my grasp to shut his door. I raced out of the car after him, obviously not making it to the house before him. He walked right in and went to the kitchen grab some, what it smelled like, cookies. I went up to my room, hopefully to be able to calm down a little before Quil got home from patrol.
I plopped down on my bed and started thinking of everything that went on after school. What I just couldn't get over was the fact that I, Claire Michaels Uley, is going on a date tonight, with the hottest boy in our grade. I could feel my self start to blush at the thought of him realizing how awkward of a person I am. Just as I was wallowing in self pity, I heard a shriek from down stairs followed by, "SHE'S GOING ON A WHAT?!"
Oh boy, big mouths told Emily. Ugh, there's definitely no such thing as secrets in this family.
A few hours later*
I spent the rest of the afternoon with Aunt Emily fussing over me going on my first date. She kept asking me what I was going to wear and asking every possible question about Will. I left out the fact that I was going to a rager, but I know Embry will keep my secret. In a way though I guess she was getting me a little bit more excited to be going then I was before. That is until she mentioned how Uncle Sam and Quil would be home any minute, and just how excited they'll be when they find out!
"No, you two have to be here when I tell them, please!" I begged, but both of them sat there and said nothing. Fine, leave me to the wraths of them. All I want is to go out with some kids from school, and yeah it may be a date, but nothings going to come from it and they know that!
About 20 minutes after that we saw them emerge from the woods. They were walking towards the house while play shoving each other and laughing. Well, at least their in a good mood I thought. They both came stampeding through the door and went straight for the kitchen, just like Embry had.
I was anxiously waiting in the living room with Emily and Embry, on the couch watching TV. I could hear the boys in the kitchen rustling around and I was getting more nervous by the second. And apparently I wasn't the only one because looking around; Emily and Embry had pretty solemn faces too. When the boys walked into the living room, they must have been able to tell something was up because they both slowed down and looked back and forth between us.
"What's going on?" Uncle Sam asked walking over to stand by Emily. I looked over at Quil and he was just as confused and looking at me.
"Nothing! Come on Hun, I want to show you something outside. And Embry you should probably go get Ali from her friend's house now" Aunt Emily piped in. Ugh that little evil shit! She was purposely leaving me alone with Quil so I would have to tell him myself! At least she was talking Uncle Sam out; hopefully she'll just tell him.
So, the three of them walked out the kitchen door leaving me and Quil, awkwardly in the living room, sitting with the big pink elephant.
"So, what's going on?" Quil asked while sitting down on the couch next to me. Ugh, stupid Quil and my stupid crush that forbids me from lying to him.
"Uhh, nothing really, I was just thinking of going out with some friends tonight" I said, leaving out the part about the party.
"Really? Huh, that's cool, with who? Anyone I know?" he asked while reaching out to grab the clicker. Shit.
"Um, probably. It's just some kids from my psychology class; you know the ones that always invite me out on the weekends." I could feel my cheeks blush as Quil looked over at me. He looked at me indifferently and I knew he knew I wasn't telling him something. My heart started to beat faster, and with his hearing he was sure to of noticed. He tilted his head to the side, giving me a questioning look, and that's all it took for me to tell him everything.
With a huff I pretty much started yelling at him, "Fine, after school Will Hughes stopped me in the hall and asked me if I wanted to hangout and I said sure and he said well it's a date! And now I'm nervous and Emily's making a huge fuss, and...Quil... why are you shaking? What's wrong?" he was having almost the exact same reaction as Embry did only he looked as if he was in deep though, a thousand miles away. When he didn't answer me I waved a hand in front of his face.
"Quil? Hello, you in there?" I asked still waving my hand. His head twitched a little bit in my direction and he looked me dead in the eye. He looked almost hurt, but why?
"You're going on a date?" he said barely loud enough for me to hear.
"That was the plan" I said, trying to lighten the mood. Apparently it didn't work because before I knew it, Quil stood up and walked out the back door.
What the fuck is his problem?
Thank you all for reading! Sorry it takes me so long to update, but I promise not to abandon the story =) please please please review, it makes me endlessly happy!!
P.S. next chapters the date/party!
