3. Toby Keith Apologies

I had gotten so many phone calls that my phone wouldn't let me do anything without a reminder popping up that my voicemail box was full. One thousand texts from each Quil, Embry and Jacob, each begging to text back or something along those lines. I hadn't listened to the voicemails, nor answered any of the texts.

In any other situation, I would have simply gotten tired of them annoying the hell out of me and answered. But not now.

Not just the fact that Jacob had thrown the one thing he knew would hurt me into my face, but that neither Quil or Embry had said anything in my defense, led me to the conclusion that the three needed to be taught a lesson. They needed to know that even though I was basically 'one of the guys', I was still a girl. I still had feelings. And I could still run off and never talk to them again at a moments notice.

It had been three days since that night where I'd driven home bawling my eyes out. I was currently sitting on the floor of my room, listening to Toby Keith and doing my homework for my Freshman Composition college level class. I was wearing camouflage pajama pants, and a pink 'Smurf' shirt that was three sizes too big. My newly died jet-black hair was thrown up into a ponytail, and since I had run out of my contacts, I had my glasses on.

It was a Friday night. For whatever reason, Quil, Jacob and Embry hadn't been in school since the Wednesday that we had all gotten into that fight. Old Quil had come in and told us all that they had 'Council Business' to take care of. He had flashed me a smile and gave me a hug, mumbling how much of an idiot the boys were before he left.

So, that had meant that this was the longest time apart we'd all spent since my family vacation to Atlanta. And even still, I'd get at least one phonecall a day from each of them telling me about what happened while I was gone.

It was an odd feeling. It felt like something was missing. Like I had a part of me that was gone, at least for that while. But at the same time, it was a freeing feeling. Maybe the boys and I needed time apart more often.

All of the sudden, I heard music outside my window. Not too odd, considering that we lived next to a couple guys that went to college off the rez, but the type of music was extremely odd.

It was Toby Keith. For a moment, I thought I was imagining it or something, because I'm ninety percent sure that my family is the only one on the rez that listens to country, but I couldn't mistake it if I tried

"Just a girl born in Dixie

Washed in the blood and raised on the banks of the Mississippi mud…"

My all time favorite Toby Keith song, God Love Her. And only three people in the world knew that.

I poked my head out of my window and saw the three offending idiots.

There stood Quil, Embry and Jacob, an old-boom box on the ground between them. Next to Quil's feet, there sat an outline of a bottle, and I knew exactly what they had given me. They were all giving me the puppy dog face. I rolled my eyes and sighed, giving a soft grin.

"Fine. I accept your apologies. But only because you brought me Toby Keith and Pepsi."

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter, guys, but I promise the next one will be gigantic. It's from the point of view of a character that we haven't seen much of yet.

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