Chapter 3
I woke up the next morning with in a fairly good mood. I was going do it today. And since today was Friday, it was even better. I had an extra bounce in my step as I took a quick shower, and applied my make-up. I ran a brush through my hair, leaving it the same way I always did. My hair was long, it came down to about the middle of my back. It was this weird state in between curly and wavy. But it was me, and I loved it that way.
I made my way over to my closet, I pulled open the doors and wondered what I should wear today. I mean, it was going to be a special day after all! I should look nice. Though, I don't think he'll really care what I'm wearing.
I pulled out a pair of black leggings, and my favorite short sleeved, red sweater dress. I finished off the outfit with a simple blak belt just under my bust line, and a pair of red flats. I only stood at an average height of five foot, four inches so I loved to wear heels but the weather was supposed to be really bad out so I thought flats would be slightly more appropriate.
I headed into the kitchen to grab a quick bite to eat before I left for school. I slumped down into the chair, dropping my school bag onto the ground next to me. I smiled gratefully at my dad, who had placed a plate of scrambled eggs and toast in front of me.
"Thanks dad," I said a little bit skeptical. He usually didn't make us breakfast on school days.
"I figure a good breakfast would help out," my dad replied with a twinkle in his eyes. I paused mid bite as I felt the butterflies start to flutter around in my stomach. "It'll be fine sweetheart."
I just almost done with my food, when Jake came into the kitchen, grumbling about how he hates mornings. He sat down and started shoveling food into his mouth. It was actually kind of gross to watch.
Jake and I had just left for school when he realized he forgot his report at home. He turned around to go back and get it, but encouraged me to keep on my way to school. I shrugged and continued walking. It was calm outside, but the wind was already starting to pick up. I had a feeling this was going to be a bad storm.
As the school came into view, my nerves hit full force. Could I really do this? Yes. This is what I wanted, so I had too. If I didn't I would always have wondered what could have been. I hate not knowing things. I could do this. I was Teagan Black! I was smart and pretty and funny and Embry wanted this too! Had I turned hin down one too many times and he had now changed his mind? Oh no. I need to stop thinking before I chicken out.
I already had everything I needed for my morning class, so I continued down the hallway until I could see Embry, with his head in his locker, and Quil standing next to him, laughing at something. I slowly approached the two boys and Quil was the first to spot me. I waved to him, and then stopped when I was just a foot or so away.
"Hey Teagan!" Quil greeted me.
"Thats not funny dude!" A voice came from inside the locker. It was clear now that he was searching through the mess to try and find something. He was failing miserably.
"Hi Embry," I said quietly from my place next to him, making my presence known, for real anways. Less then a second later there was a bang as Embry hit his head on the top of the locker. I laughed a little laugh at the sight.
"Teagan, hey," he tried to play it cool, but a laughed a little more as he rubbed the back of his head. There was probably already a bumb there.
Now or Never.
"I, uh, I was wondering if I could, ya know, talk to you for a minute?" I tried to stay calm and collected but I was freaking out on the inside. His smile was brighter than I'd ever seen before, as he nodded his head eagerly. He turned to Quil and said something that I couldn't hear, but whatever it was made him leave. He turned back to me with the same smile plastered on his face.
"So, whats up?" I could tell he was excited. If I wasn't so nervous I probably would have made a joke about how I just wanted him to leave me alone or something. I stared at him for a minute, trying to figure out how to say it but coming up bank.
"I was thinking yesterday, and uh I was wondering if you maybe still wanted to hang out sometime? You know, just like, you and me?" I rushed out.
I looked up at him, to try and gage what was going to happen. If I was going to be rejected, then I wanted to be at least a little prepared for it. The smile fell from his face, and his expression turned kind of angry.
"This isn't a funny joke, Teagan," he stated.
"Its not a joke," I told him seriously.
"Because I really like you," I don't think his mind processed what I had just said.
"Its not a joke," I repeated.
"I don't know who told you this would be funny," he continued on.
"EMBRY!" I shouted to try and regain his attention. He must have snapped out of whatever rant he was on because he looked at me confused. "It's not a joke. I promise," I reassured him.
And that was all that it took. That huge grin once again took over his features as he wrapped his arms around. He hugged me tight to his chest and twirled me around. When he set me back down, he kept his hands resting on my hips.
"You're sure your're serious?" He questioned again. I nodded my head and smiled at him, not really trusting my voice at the moment.
