Disclaimer: I so don't own this. Everything belongs to SM
"Don't worry." Seth reassured me. As much as I didn't want to, I still did.
We walked down to the beach, hand in hand. My heart was still beating out of my chest, and the farther away we got from my house the more I wanted to turn around, and run. I think Seth noticed what I was thinking, and gripped my hand tighter. I don't think I could've out ran him if I wanted to. I loved sports, but I could never play them.
"Where are we going?" I had asked for the fifth time since we had left the house. Seth rolled his eyes.
"We are going to the beach." He answered for the fifth time also.
"Yes, well we are at the beach." I replied. He laughed, then seemed to relax a little as we continued on.
"We are close." He said, with a big smile on his face. I gulped and continued on. When he said we were close he was right. Behind a big rock there was a few people sitting next to a fire. I instantly recognized the girl holding onto the tallest guy there. She was the girl I saw on the beach, yesterday. I couldn't believe it was only yesterday, so much had changed.
"Seth." The girl smiled, she turned her eyes to me, and I felt my breath stop. She was gorgeous, she had bronze curls and chocolate eyes. "Hello." She said in her perfect voice. All I could do was nod stunned by her perfection.
"Seth hurry up, we're eating." The tallest guy said, while rubbing his stomach.
"Sure, sure." He pulled me to sit with him on a log, I leaned into him, feeling cold.
"Wren?" I heard a familiar voice say. It was Emily, she was older now, and she had scars on her face. I remember my mom telling me that she had been attacked by a bear. When she smiled she was still beautiful.
"Hey Emily." I felt a little bit better now that I knew more than one person. Emily was holding hands with another tall guy. Geez, was this something that happened often here? I realized then that Seth was the smallest guy in the group, and he had always seemed so tall to me.
"So you're Wren?" Said the guy next to Emily.
"That's me." I replied.
"I'm Sam, and that's-" Sam was interrupted.
"I'm Nessie, and this is Jacob." The perfect girl said.
"Nice to meet you." I told her. I looked down at the sand and saw that all the guys had the piece of string on their ankles. I had almost forgot about that.
"So how do you like La Push?" Jacob asked me, putting another hot dog on his stick. There already was three on there.
"I love it." I answered truthfully. Jacob raised his eyebrows at me, and I laughed once before saying, "I really do. Its nice here." This made everyone laugh, I didn't get it, I really did like living here.
"Wait, you're serious, aren't you?" Jacob said disbelievingly, no longer laughing.
"Of course I am." I started to blush more, looking down at the sand again. I had that feeling of running back home for a second.
"Told you she was special." Seth said, smiling.
"How many people are you planning on feeding Jake?" Nessie asked, looking at his stick that now had the whole pack of hot dogs on them.
"Well there's me, and you." He winked.
"Where's Quil?" Seth asked the group.
"Picking up Claire." Emily answered him.
"Ah. And Embry?" Seth wanted to know.
"He's at," Emily paused for a second. "Work." She said unsure.
"Everything okay?" Seth was older Seth now.
"Yep." Jacob replied, stretching his large limbs out, then wrapping them around Nessie.
"Cool. Pass the hot dogs would you?" Seth opened his hands, he was back to his child self. Jacob threw the pack of hot dogs over the fire, and the stick. They landed perfectly in his hands, he wasn't even looking at Seth. "How do you want?" Seth asked me, while pulling a few hot dogs out and placing them onto the sticks in his hands.
"Um. Two?" It came out as a question.
"Two it is." He continued placing the hot dog packs on the sticks.
"Quil come on!" A high pitched voice called from beyond the rock.
"Claire bear I'm going as fast as I can." A deep voice answered, I assumed it to be Quil.
"Quil hurry up!" Claire said again, this time laughing. When they poked their heads around the rock I saw Quil, who was freakishly tall like the rest of them have a young girl on his back. She seemed about seven.
"Yeah Quil, hurry up." Jacob said in a normal voice
"Shut up." Quil said, pulling Claire of him. Could he hear Jacob from that far away?
"Who's this?" Quil asked as he got to our group. Little Claire started hugging everyone.
"This is Wren." Sam said, eyeing Quil.
"Oh. Hey Wren, nice to meet you." Quil greeted me, while sitting down.
"You too." Seth handed me a few hot dogs with ketchup and mustard. Sam threw a bag of chips our way, and continued to throw another family sized bag to Jacob and one more to Quil. They all ate like Seth. I couldn't believe it.
The girls and I started betting on how many hot dogs each of the guys were going to eat. We got past the ten for each but Seth gave out first, he was the smallest guy there. Which was definitely a sight to see. It was easier to be around them than I had expected. They accepted me right away which was really nice. I hadn't ever gotten along with people so well right of the bat.
I realized the were all in love too. Like Nessie and Jacob. She was definitely younger than him, but in an acceptable way. The way Jacob looked at her was like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time (couldn't resist). And The same went with Emily and Sam. It was like watching a romance flick, it was so sweet it felt like it would make you sick in a good kind of way. But the strangest of all was the relationship between Quil and Claire. He acted like a big brother to her; getting her what she needed, playing games with her-- laughing at her knock-knock jokes, but he looked at her like Jacob and Sam. I couldn't figure out their relationship. At first I thought they were family, but Seth cleared that up for me. No, they were something different all together. Not even words could describe it.
Every once in a while I would swear Seth was looking at me the same way. But I quickly brushed it off, I wasn't going to misinterpret things. I didn't even know what was going on between us, but I loved it. Something about him felt so right. It's like permanent butterflies when I'm around him. I welcomed it.
Claire began to get restless and started walking around the fire talking to everyone, telling a joke she had learned from Quil.
"Be careful Claire Bear." Quil cautioned, his eyes filled with worry.
"I am." She smiled at him, and began walking over to Seth and me.
"Can I talk to you guys real quick?" Sam asked in the sunset. He stood up, showing how massive he was, and the rest of them stood up too. Jacob was taller, which was insane.
"I'll be back in a second 'kay?" Seth whispered in my ear.
"Sure." I smiled, feeling my skin blush with his close proximity. They walked off behind the rock. I was wondering what they were talking about.
"They're talking about work." Nessie answered my thoughts.
"Oh." I realized I didn't even know what Seth's job was. I was thinking about that when it happened. Claire had just finished telling a joke to Nessie. A few fireflies started chasing her, and she picked up her speed to get away from them.
"Get awwwaaaayyyy." She swished her arms around trying to brush the bugs away. She had gotten in front of me when she tripped. The sand beneath her feet was loose, and the way she was running made her loose her footing. I realized instantly that she was going to fall in the fire. I jumped up and grabbed her, she was just about to be burnt. I twisted quickly so my back was to the fire and she was away from it. Claire started crying, and Nessie was already at my side. I could've sworn she was sitting at her spot when I grabbed Claire.
"Are you okay?" I asked the crying child. She held on to my shirt for dear life. I was looking around on her skin to see if she had been burnt.
"CLAIRE!" Quil yelled, he must of heard her fall. He had her in his arms before she could answer me.
"I'm o-okay." She said between sobs. I sighed out of relief, and then looked at the damage done to me. My arm was burning, it stung so bad, I could feel it start to blister in some places. I must have stuck my right arm into the fire to scoop her out of there. My mom wasn't going to be happy about this. I looked up at Quil and Claire, he was still holding her in his arms, with his cheek pressed in her hair. He looked like he was crying. It all felt longer than it was. It must have been only a minute since the boys went to talk. The rock wasn't exactly close either, but Sam, Jacob, and Seth were beside Quil in just a few seconds.
"What happened?" Sam asked, checking for damage.
"She fell, but I caught her." I answered trying to pull my sleeve over my burn. They didn't need to see that.
"Thank you Wren." Quil whispered, I could only imagine how awful he would've felt I hadn't caught her in time. I was thankful for my quick reflexes.
"I'm just glad she's okay." I smiled at her, and instinctively reached out my hand to soothe her. It felt like my skin was going to tear apart, I swallowed the yell I felt like doing but I couldn't keep the tears from falling.
"Are you?" Seth asked, his face seemed to be filled with worry like Quil's.
"Fine." I answered pulling my hand down, swallowing the same yell again.
"Why are you crying then?" Seth looked even more worried, he brushed my tears away.
"I got smoke in my eye." I said, it was a lame excuse I had to say.
"The winds blowing the opposite direction." Dang it.
"I just got a little burnt is all." I answered giving up. "I'm fine, I've got worse burns from a curling iron." I added quickly.
"Let me see." I sighed, and lifted up my sleeve. The look on Seth's face made me feel horrible. "Oh God." He whispered. I thought he was going to cry too. I had almost forgotten about everyone else until they also added their shocked responses. I pulled my sleeve down, I hated it when people felt sorry for me.
"Its fine." I told him, my voice strong.
"Wren, it is not." His voice cracked.
"Really, it looks worse than it really is." I twisted my arm around a couple times to show him I was okay. It was almost unbearable pain, but I bit down on my tongue refusing to make a noise. When I stopped I smiled, and said, "See? I'm good."
"I called Carlisle." Nessie said in the back ground. She held a little silver phone in her hand.
"Thanks Ness." Seth gave her a sweet look, and then turned back to me. "You should sit down."
"No. I'm fine. I just need to put a little of ice on it and in the morning I'll forget its even there." I said, but he still pulled me down to sit on his lap. "Who's Carlisle?"
"Nessie's Uncle, he's a doctor" Seth answered while he pulled up my sleeve once more; examining my burn. "I'm so sorry Wren." He kissed my forehead.
"What for? I'm the one who stuck her arm in the fire." I looked into his sad eyes.
"If I had been there I could've gotten her, instead of you." His voice cracked again.
"Look, it doesn't matter, she's okay, and I'm fine. Nothing bad happened. You couldn't have changed what went on." I reminded him, meanwhile ignoring the pain in my arm. We stared at each other for a few seconds, then same said,
"I should go tell the others that Carlisle is coming. Is he coming alone?" He asked Nessie.
"Yeah." She answered.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Sam asked me, he was concerned to.
"Peachy. In fact I feel so good that a doctor really doesn't need to come here. A few Tylenols and a ice pack is all I need." I said, knowing it was futile attempt.
It made Nessie laugh and say, "Sorry but he's already here." I couldn't see him, I looked around and it was just us. And then after about thirty seconds a man walked from behind the rock. I suddenly felt like the old Wren, the new Wren had left the building folks.
"Hello Dr. Cullen." I said, all the carefree feeling I had left.
"Wren." His voice answered, amused and a little shocked.