A/N Sorry I didn't get a new chapter out for this story since last year. Lol. But, I've been a little focused on my other stories. But now I have a really good idea for this story, and it won't leave me alone!!! It's a little different then my other idea, but it's better!!! So, I hope you enjoy it!! - Sam
Invitation
"Noah?" I asked, uncertain if he was actually there, or if this was part of my imagination.
"Hi." he said, with no emotion in his voice. Why is he here?
"My cousin made me come. We're giving out invitations." he explained. Ohh.
"Hi Kayla!" Melanie explained, coming up the stairs. She was all smiley, while Noah was frowning. It's hard to believe they are related.
"Um. Do you two want to come in?" I asked, being polite.
They both nodded and stepped inside and looked around. I noticed Noah's nose wrinkle in disgust.
"Do you not like the decorating?" I asked him.
He gave me a look. "The smell, actually." he said. Okay....
Melanie gave him a dirty look and sat down on the couch. Noah reluctantly sat down next to her, and I sat down across from them.
"So...what's the invitation for?" I asked, as Melanie handed me an invitation.
"For a party, Silly!" she exclaimed. A party??
"Please tell me you have gone to a party before." Noah said, with disbelief.
I laughed. "Oh, I have. I just never knew that small towns had parties." I explained.
Melanie laughed and Noah cracked a smile. He really does have a nice smile....
"So, ask your dad if you can come. Invite your brother too. Are you close to him?" she asked.
I nodded. "Yes, I am. We're extremely close." I said.
"Good. If a popular comes, everyone else will too." Noah said. I nodded in understandment. That makes sense.....
"So....this is a pretty nice house you have here." Melanie stated, looking around.
"I guess." I said, with no enthusiasm.
"You don't sound too happy about that." Noah stated. Ah. He heard my lack of enthusiasm....
"Well, I like the house I grew up in. The one my mother raised me in." I told him.
"Where's your mom? I never saw her move in with you guys." he said, giving me a death glare.
I returned it. "She's dead, dickhead. So is my father. Steve is just my Step-father. She re-married after my father's death." I said, my voice cold.
"Oh. So that guy who walked by my house is...." he started.
"The one you hissed at? My step-father? Yeah, that was him." I finished.
"I was going to say the one that growled at me, but whatever." he corrected.
I just glared at him, and Melanie cleared her throat.
We both looked at her. "Um. We should be going now." she said, a weird emotion in her voice.
He nodded and then they left.
Well that was....intense. And different. And weird.
I just sat on my couch thinking, when Dad entered with Ella.
"Hey, Ella!" I exclaimed, jumping off the couch to take her.
"I don't smell dinner." Steve stated, handing me Ella.
"Oh. Sorry. I forgot to get it started. I was busy with....homework. And you never told me what you wanted to have." I said, quickly. He might get seriously mad at me for not cooking dinner. He has a temper. And I don't like it when he's mad....
"Fine. Put Ella down and start preparing dinner. Pasta sounds good." he ordered.
"Yes, Sir." I muttered under my breath. Then I started some serious work.
Pasta isn't really that hard to cook. Just boiling water and then adding noodles. The sauce isn't too hard, you just need to heat it up. Steve doesn't like meatballs, so no worries there.
It wasn't long before dinner was on the table. We ate in complete silence, until Joey walked in through the door, and sat down at the kitchen table.
Steve just looked at me, like I'm missing someone. He looked at the plate in front of Joey. Oh my god, is he serious? "I'll heat up your food for you?" I said, uncertain. Steve nodded and gave me a look saying, 'Duh!'. Ass! He likes Joey better then me, in case you haven't noticed. It's because Joey never asked questions.
I got up, took Joey's dish and heated it in the microwave. And served it to him. Once I sat down Joey said, "Thanks, Kayla." Yeah, sure, whatever.
Once dinner was finished I got up the courage to ask. "Can Joey and I please go to a party next door?" I asked, my puppy face on.
"Parent supervision?" he verified. Not sure...
"Of course." I said, as if it was completely obvious. Even though it may not be true, who cares?
"Sure. As long as you go with your brother." Steve told me. Like always.
"Thank you so much!" I exclaimed. In all reality, my mother would have let me go to any party with or without my brother. And in all reality, I'm really not that thankful. I hate Steve. Like, with a fiery passion. I'm only saying thanks because if I don't he might take it back. Yes, he's really that much of a loser.
Ella yawned. "Okay, Ella. Beddy time!!" I told her. She giggled and then yawned again. I laughed at her adorableness, picked her up and tucked her in.
I came back downstairs to Joey telling Steve about his new friends and some new girlfriend. So he picked up a skank already? Well that was fast. Then again, looking back there were a lot of them who were all over him. I guess I should be shocked that it took until the end of today, I should have expected it to take until the end of the morning.
I cleared up the dinner table, and decided to listen in on the conversation.
"She was all over me, Dad. Mom wanted me to stay a virgin until college, but that's stupid. I don't think I want to..." Joey trailed. WTF?!!!
"Listen, your mother didn't always see things clearly. She never understood everything completely. This, is not something she would understand. My advise, use a condom." Steve told him. Holy shit!! What is wrong with these two?!! And mom understood a lot!! Plenty!!!
Joey smiled and said, "Thanks, Dad. You're the best." Then he got up and went upstairs to stay in his room for the night.
I turned around and faced Steve. "Mom understood plenty, Steve." I said, in a cold voice. He is so not messing with my deceased mother.
He looked up me, smirking. "You only heard the last part of the conversation, that day. If you heard the other part, maybe you would understand too." he told me.
"She understood things enough to know that you were a monster. And to leave you." I retorted.
He growled at me, but it didn't scare me anymore. It did a while back, but not anymore. He won't dare hurt me, I take care of Ella.
"Too bad you never heard the part about you. Maybe then you wouldn't be so clueless." he told me, pissed off. Clueless?!! Me clueless?!! No way retard!!!
"What about me? The fact that you wanted me dead? Don't worry, I heard that." I informed him, getting mad. I remember that night, dickhead. I remember what you said about me...
He chuckled. "At the time, I thought that would be best." he explained. Bull shit. You want me dead now, too. But I'm taking care of you daughter.
I headed to the door. "Going outside. Leave me alone." I told him. He just continued to chuckle. I looked back before exiting the door and said, "By the way, I'm more informed than Joey and Ella. Maybe I don't know as much about you on this topic, but I still know more than them. Who's clueless now?"
I stormed outside and sat down in the middle of the back yard, and started meditating. Meditating always made me feel better, and stronger. Almost like I could face anything or anyone....
"What are you doing?" Noah asked. Way to disturb me.
I opened my eyes and he was right in my face. "I was meditating. But now I am staring at your ugly face." I retorted. Yeah. Now I'm kinda in a bad mood. No more nice Kayla.
He stood up and stared down at me. "Well someone is in a bad mood. You'll never get a guy with that attitude." he said, smirking. Jerk.
I stood up and dusted myself off. "I already have a boyfriend, thank you very much. And yes, I'm in a bad mood." I told him. "Why are you even talking to me, Noah?" I asked.
He frowned. "What do you mean?" he asked. Is he playing stupid or something?
"Are you serious? Alright, the first time I talk to you I try to be nice, you ignore me. This afternoon, you were giving me death glares. And now you are all happy and nice and acting like we're best friends?"
His frown deepened. "Oh, you don't get it, do you? That's because earlier you smelt like dog. And at school I couldn't distinguish it. But out here, you smell fine." he explained. Alright. Now, that sounds kinda normal....except I don't have a dog!!! Unless....
"Oh. You don't know much, do you?" he asked. What does he know that I don't?
"That people aren't always what they appear? I know that." I told him.
He got close to me. "Remember that. Always. Even in small towns." he told me, his voice urgent. I'll keep that in mind.
I took a step back. "I will. Which is why you understand, I may not be extremely close to anyone here. But I would still like to be friends?" I asked.
He was in thought for a minute. "Okay. Friends." he said, and held out his hand for a handshake. I shook his hand and we both smiled.
"Well I should go back inside now. See you tomorrow....friend." I said.
He chuckled. "Bye." he said.
I then turned and went inside. Steve was already upstairs, snoring away.
I took a quick shower and went to sleep.
That was the first night, I dreamed about Noah.
A/N Oooh!!! I know, this chapter really didn't answer any of the questions you might have in your head. If I did that, then this story wouldn't be as good!! I want to make you guys think about what is going to happen, what the secrets are, etc. Don't worry, things will be revealed eventually. Not sure when, though. Anyways, review and tell me what you think!! - Sam
